"So powerful!"
At this mont.
Everyone present was amazed.
Whether it was Xie Xiaofeng’s ever-changing Swordsmanship that seed endless or Ye Qingchen’s unyielding stance, everyone present was deeply shaken.
The battle between the two had surpassed the Strongest Celestial Saint and even reached the Supre Celestial Saint Realm.
"No wonder Mr. Ye could slay the two leaders of the Mountain Division and Thunder Departnt. His power has reached such a level! The Celestial God Sect has truly found itself in a difficult situation!"
The Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect spoke in a hoarse voice.
Others nodded in agreent.
It should be known.
The Supre Celestial Saint already possesses the power of the Celestial Saint Ninth Layer, standing at the pinnacle of Celestial Saints. Yet Ye Qingchen, currently only at the Celestial Saint Sixth Layer, already possesses such combat power. What kind of strength will he have when he reaches the Celestial Saint Ninth Layer?
"But, who do you think will win this battle, Mr. Ye or Xie Xiaofeng?" soone asked in a low voice.
"If it’s just a matter of pride, it’s hard to say. But now that it’s a life-and-death duel, the winner will undoubtedly be Xie Xiaofeng."
The Village Chief of Mad Saber Stronghold stared intently into the void, "As the master of Divine Sword Manor, his foundation far surpasses Mr. Ye’s. Perhaps in normal duels, it’s hard to tell, but in a life-and-death struggle, it will be revealed!"
As his words fell.
They saw, they saw, in the void, above the heavens, Xie Xiaofeng’s infinite figures suddenly converged. The fierce sword light gathered rapidly, forming a single point of sword light.
In an instant, it fell like torrential rain from the nine heavens.
"What?"
Ye Qingchen’s expression grew tense.
He gripped with his right hand, instantly gathering the wild wind around him, which surged back fiercely, forming countless Wind Flying Swords that shone with cold light in the heavens.
In the blink of an eye, the night sky turned into an Asura Killing Field.
"Go!"
Ye Qingchen waved his hand, and the Wind Flying Swords spread across the heavens shot out rapidly. Each Wind Flying Sword was infused with the cultivation of Ye Qingchen at the Celestial Saint Sixth Layer, and their ferocious montum was enough to pierce through the void.
However.
Xie Xiaofeng remained undeterred, thrusting his sword directly downward.
The imnse Sword Qi within him erupted to the extre, forming a massive and fierce Sword Domain. Within this Sword Domain, nothing could grow, and all gods were destroyed.
Before the Wind Flying Swords could even approach, they were torn apart by this Sword Qi.
"Gather!"
Seeing this, Ye Qingchen squinted slightly and clenched his right hand firmly.
In an instant.
The Wind Flying Swords that filled the heavens rapidly converged, gathering in the void like the return of ten thousand swords, ultimately forming a Storm Sword Dragon.
"Xie Xiaofeng, everyone honors your Divine Sword Manor as the supre Sword Dao of the Western Regions. Today, let test your Sword Dao!"
Ye Qingchen swung his bare hand.
The void exploded, and the Storm Sword Dragon, composed of countless Wind Flying Swords, swept across the sky for hundreds of ters, shooting rapidly towards Xie Xiaofeng!
"Good!"
Within the sword light, Xie Xiaofeng nodded heavily, his expression suddenly serious. His whole body of Sword Qi surged, all pouring into the Night Heaven Sword, making that point of sword light increasingly radiant until it was comparable to the blazing sun.
"Zila!"
Then.
Xie Xiaofeng, already enveloped in the sword light, roared out, plumting down.
At that mont.
He was the fallen starlight, the roaring thunder, the proud Sword God.
In the shocked eyes of the onlookers.
Their attacks fiercely collided.
Ye Qingchen’s Storm Sword Dragon stretched for thousands of ters, spanning the sky and stars. In contrast, Xie Xiaofeng’s sword light was just a single point, like a tiny fla under the overwhelming tsunami, seemingly about to be extinguished at any mont.
However.
That single point of sword light plunged down fiercely, like a knife through butter, piercing the Storm Sword Dragon. In the shocked eyes of countless people, it sliced the Storm Sword Dragon in half.
Simultaneously, this point of sword light, its montum unabated, fiercely descended like a celestial star crashing onto the Night Heaven Tower.
"Crack!"
The Night Heaven Tower, which had not been destroyed after hundreds of confrontations, let out a terrifying groan under this single point of sword light, collapsing like a sandcastle.
Boom!
In the eyes of everyone.
That point of light, like a falling teor, shattered the seemingly unstoppable Storm Sword Dragon, crashing onto the Night Heaven Tower. It erupted with an ear-splitting sound as if heaven and earth were being torn apart.
Whoosh!
At the sa ti, the violent Power transford into a hurricane sweeping across the heavens, instantly radiating in all directions from the Night Heaven Tower. Like surging waves, the surrounding streets and houses were flattened, reduced to ruins.
Many Strongest Celestial Saints had to retreat repeatedly, unable to stand on the frontline to watch such a terrifying strike.
"Who won?"
Lin Pojun stood on the city wall in the distance, wide-eyed, watching in disbelief.
It should be known.
Even at such a distance, he could feel the terrifying Sword Qi coming from the center of the battle. One could only imagine how intense the fight at the center must be.
"This sword must have been my father’s victory!"
In Celestial Sword City, in a corner.
Xie Wangsun was also paying attention to this battle.
Since seeing Xie Xiaofeng rge those celestial figures into one sword, he already knew his father was invincible. Now, with this overwhelming strike, even the Night Heaven Tower was collapsed, and most of Celestial Sword City was leveled. Even if Ye Qingchen had an indestructible body, he would have to be shattered to pieces!
"Who won?"
In the eyes of most people, Xie Xiaofeng’s strike was undoubtedly victorious. In the previous battle, Ye Qingchen had held back, even protecting the Night Heaven Tower under his feet.
But now, with the explosion of the Night Heaven Tower, it ant he couldn’t even preserve it.
In the void.
Xie Xiaofeng’s flowing robes and flying silver hair reflected his pride as he gazed at the shattered and collapsed Night Heaven Tower, his voice echoing through the night sky:
"Mr. Ye, no matter how strong you are, you’re still a move behind! This battle, I have won!"
"Oh oh oh oh!"
With his words.
Everyone from Divine Sword Manor cheered wildly. In that instant, their cries seed to resound through the heavens, reverberating throughout Celestial Sword City.
"Victory!"
Xie Wangsun’s lips curled up.
"After defeating Ye Qingchen, Divine Sword Manor’s prestige will reach its peak, and the other seven great powers will be unable to compete with us! Once we overthrow the Celestial God Sect, the entire Western Regions will be our Divine Sword Manor’s for the taking!"
However, just as this thought crossed Xie Wangsun’s mind, a soft voice suddenly echoed through the night sky.
"Is that so? Xie Xiaofeng, do you really think you’ve won?"
"How is this possible?"
Hearing this voice, Xie Xiaofeng’s face darkened.
Whoosh!
A gust of breeze blew by.
They saw.
As the dust cleared, Ye Qingchen stood amidst the ruins, his feet planted half a foot into the ground. From his center, everything around had collapsed and shattered into dust, a scene of utter desolation!
And amidst the dust, Ye Qingchen was unscathed!
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