What Ye Qingchen never expected was!
The Guardian of the eighteenth level was none other than the remnant soul of the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint.
"Indeed!"
The Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint nodded slightly and then said, "This swordsmanship is too enigmatic and mystical, it is a technique that can never be employed. That's why I sit here overseeing it..."
"Young man, making it all the way to this level, your strength has already exceeded my imagination. But I've observed all your previous battles, you absolutely cannot defeat !"
"So, you should quietly train here for thirty days, and leave the Glazed Tower when the ti is up!"
The words of the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint made Ye Qingchen raise his eyebrows.
He actually had such confidence.
To directly tell Ye Qingchen to give up the challenge and focus on training!
However.
Since Ye Qingchen had already reached this level, how could he simply admit defeat?
No matter how strong the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint was, he would not yield!
"Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint, since I've reached this level, I naturally want to duel with you!" Ye Qingchen said unwaveringly, "Not only do I want to know the mysterious swordsmanship you ntioned, but I also want to witness the prowess of the one who was called the Little Sword Immortal a hundred years ago!"
Upon hearing Ye Qingchen's words, the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint hesitated slightly and then nodded heavily, "In that case, I shall fulfill your wish!"
As the words fell, the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint suddenly raised his head.
Hiss!
At this mont, his eyes suddenly erupted with boundless brilliance.
Moreover, at the sa ti.
A mighty gale burst forth from his body, a wind seeming to originate from the great wilderness, carrying a grand and astonishing aura.
In a fleeting mont, it had already swept across the entire eighteenth level of the Glazed Tower.
Furthermore, in a fierce tumultuous turn, it struck heavily upon Ye Qingchen's body.
"Boom!"
In that gale.
Ye Qingchen felt a surge of imnse force sweeping wildly, instantly flooding into his whole body, even forcing him to involuntarily retreat several steps backward.
"Wind Sword Montum!"
Ye Qingchen suddenly raised his head, looking at the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint in shock.
He never expected.
The Wind Sword Montum which the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint comprehended, was the sa as his own!
"Indeed, it is the Wind Sword Montum!" Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint nodded slightly, he looked at Ye Qingchen, "Although I have agreed to your challenge, attempting to duel is no simple task. If you can approach within three ters of , I will personally take action!"
Only by getting within three ters of the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint would he directly confront you?
At this mont, a fervent fighting spirit surged in Ye Qingchen's heart.
Boom!
Without the slightest hesitation, he already stepped forward, turning into an extre stream of light, rushing towards the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint!
He was just a hundred ters away from the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint.
With his speed, it would only take an instant, forcing the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint to make a personal move. But now that he had said such words, it seed getting within three ters of him wouldn't be easy.
Swish!
Indeed.
Just in the instant when Ye Qingchen erupted, the gale surrounding the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint abruptly transford, like a turbulent wave, rising layer upon layer, like a vast Ghost King Tide, in re monts having charged to Ye Qingchen's front.
"Break!"
Ye Qingchen shouted deeply, already having his fingers like a sword, bringing forth a radiant sword gleam.
This sword gleam, like a silvery river, almost seed like a galaxy falling straight down from the Ninth Heaven, fiercely cleaving down, striking heavily upon the crest of that wind and wave!
Boom!
A violent explosion sounded.
Just seeing it.
That giant wave, was instantly shattered by Ye Qingchen's sword, but he was also sent recoiling continuously by the counteracting force.
"Such formidable wind montum!"
Ye Qingchen was internally shaken.
That previous sword nearly made him feel like he was cleaving upon a colossal wave!
This sensation even far surpassed his previous clash with Barbarian Mountain.
"Impressive, you actually managed to withstand my sword montum! But, wanting to make a move won't be so simple!" the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint laughed heartily, his gaze fierce.
Instantly, the gale surrounding Ye Qingchen's front suddenly multiplied several tis, like a raging tide, wave upon wave sweeping forward again, fiercely overwhelming.
Bang!
Ye Qingchen's body quivered, unexpectedly being forcibly oppressed by this gale, retreating backward.
"So powerful! Definitely worthy of the title Little Sword Immortal, such wind montum under his command is simply pure and refined!"
Ye Qingchen pondered in his heart, but remained unyielding physically, the surging flowing star power within him sweeping outward. At this mont, he also wielded the gale, blasting forward!
Boom!
At this mont.
A fierce rumbling exploded in the void.
Clearly.
These are two gales, madly colliding!
And Ye Qingchen, advanced amidst the gale wielded by the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint!
"Huh?"
The Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint apparently wasn't expecting Ye Qingchen to actually withstand his wind montum.
But then.
He burst into hearty laughter:
"You think, it's so easy, to get within three ters of ? It's not over yet!"
In the laughter.
The Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint waved his hand.
Suddenly.
The impending gale transford abruptly at that instant, like rcury spilling, omnipresent, cascading down at that instant.
Boom!
At this mont.
Ye Qingchen felt a mighty force, akin to Taihang Mountain, smashing upon his shoulder, all of his bones suddenly yielding a sizzling crackle, hands and feet weighted down by imnse force, unable to move any further!
Ye Qingchen's expression suddenly darkened.
Is this the power of the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint?
Just a single thought to suppress . Could it be I cannot approach within three ters of him?
Impossible!
Thinking of this.
Ye Qingchen suddenly clenched his fists, as if a chain within his body snapped silently. The originally raging powerful aura, unexpectedly soared at this mont, akin to rising water, stepping up a notch.
Celestial Saint Fifth Heaven!
Under the crushing sword montum of the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint, Ye Qingchen unexpectedly broke through the hindrance, directly reaching Celestial Saint Fifth Heaven!
Roar!
Simultaneously as the aura flowed like a river into the great wilderness, a mighty dragon roar exploded from the void, surging, the rolling qi blood transford into a Golden Dragon!
In this sa mont, a lofty shadow also abruptly ascended from behind Ye Qingchen.
Nine Revolutions Star Technique!
Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique!
Sword montum!
Boom––
The three forces erupted, turning into a sweeping surge, pouring forth. Accompanied by a sizzling crackle, the gale surrounding Ye Qingchen was forcibly torn apart at this mont.
Boom!
And in that instant.
Ye Qingchen broke through the surrounding gale, suddenly stepping forward, entering within three ters of the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint!
"What?"
Watching Ye Qingchen break through his sword montum, taking a step within his three ters, a thread of disbelief surfaced in the eyes of the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint.
Then.
He revealed a slight smile:
"Unexpectedly, you truly did it!"
"Since so, I will keep my promise and make a personal move!"
"Let show you my true strength!"
The Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint's eyes lowered slightly.
Monts later, he suddenly raised his head,
As he raised his head, his long hair danced in the wind, his entire aura rising vigorously. Just like a divine sword, finally unsheathed!
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