The Gathering Spirit Seal ford by Spiritual Energy is indeed powerful, but this black-clad figure’s realm is also quite high.
The eerie black aura surrounding him seems to possess unusual abilities, and enveloped in the black aura, the black-clad figure’s combat power is astonishing.
He can easily neutralize the rain-like Gathering Spirit Seals.
"Haha, interesting, to be so strong at such a young age, your talent is remarkable. I haven’t absorbed the blood of soone like you in a long ti!" The black-clad figure laughed arrogantly, revealing two sharp fangs, paired with his black clothes, resembling a Western vampire.
While the black-clad figure continued to laugh wildly, over there, Chen Yang had already drawn the Stone-Cutting Sword.
The ancient sword hilt looked majestic, but the sharp blade was chilling.
"Hmm?"
The black-clad figure instantly sensed danger, his brows furrowed, staring intently at the Stone-Cutting Sword in Chen Yang’s hand.
Before he could discern where the threat was coming from, Chen Yang had already gripped the sword with both hands and charged toward him.
"Triple Slash Sword Technique! First Slash!"
In a flash, Chen Yang arrived in front of the black-clad figure, and with an angry roar, the Stone-Cutting Sword descended.
A burst of Sword Qi instantly coalesced, swiftly slashing toward the black-clad figure.
"Not good!!"
The black-clad figure was terrified!
Because he felt an exceptionally dangerous aura.
He hurriedly retreated, summoning the massive black aura around him to form a protective shield, enveloping his entire body.
Attempting to protect himself in this manner.
But the Stone-Cutting Sword was incredibly sharp, and with the formidable Spiritual Power of the Triple Slash Sword Technique, its attack had reached an exceptionally fierce level.
How could those black mists possibly block it?
Bam!!
Where the Sword Qi passed, the black mist was instantly torn open with a gap.
And even after breaking through the black mist, the power of the Sword Qi showed no signs of diminishing, continuing fiercely toward the black-clad figure.
"Not good!"
The black-clad figure was shocked, exclaiming again.
He wanted to evade.
But it was already too late.
With no alternative, he had to choose to withstand it!
He clasped his hands together, using all ans to protect himself.
Bam!!
A sound explosion echoed.
The Sword Qi struck the black-clad figure’s body, then transford into a wave of energy, dissipating.
The black-clad figure was forcefully pushed back several ters by the Sword Qi, collapsing a wall behind him.
Dust imdiately rose, making visibility on the second floor of the villa very low.
"Chen Yang!"
He Xiran snapped out of shock, quickly pursuing through the thick smoke to Chen Yang’s side.
"He’s not dead yet." Chen Yang’s gaze was fixed tightly on the ruins amidst the dust.
Bang bang bang...
Just as he finished speaking, the sound of bricks colliding erged from the ruins.
Then, the black-clad figure slowly stood up from the debris.
Although Chen Yang’s strike was fierce, it hadn’t caused fatal harm to the black-clad figure.
After all, a master of the Spirit Gathering Realm isn’t that easy to deal with, right?
"You should die!!" Although the black-clad figure wasn’t dead, two alarming wounds appeared on his hands!
The collapsed wall also made him look extrely disheveled.
Yet, the more this happened, the stronger his aura of sinister Spirit Energy beca.
The whole person seed to enter a state of frenzy.
"Xiran, you step back first, I’ll settle him." The opponent’s presence was formidable, but Chen Yang was not afraid.
The days of training had made him very strong.
The black-clad figure before him possessed considerable strength, at least mid-Spirit Gathering strength, but he was confident he could handle him.
"Alright..." He Xiran hesitated slightly but still moved back.
She knew that if the black-clad figure didn’t die, their Liuhe Village would beco unsafe, so Chen Yang had to face the black-clad figure to the death.
And she couldn’t help much, only able to step aside and watch the two fight.
At most, she could help clear out the other Blood Bat Hall mbers that rushed up.
"So strong at a young age, your Cult Alliance remnants, your skills are really growing." The black-clad figure stared at Chen Yang with hateful eyes, slowly stepping out of the ruins, while bizarrely licking the blood flowing from his wounds.
"Your tenacity also surprised ." Chen Yang spoke indifferently, the Stone-Cutting Sword in his hand shimring with cold light.
The black-clad figure eyed the Stone-Cutting Sword with a hint of dread.
But this emotion was fleeting; soon his crimson eyes turned excited, even frenetic.
"Hmph, but you and I are on different levels. Was that your strongest attack just now? Now, it’s my turn." The black-clad figure chuckled maliciously, then his body instantaneously turned into a ghostly shadow, disappearing from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already before Chen Yang, launching an attack.
Chen Yang reacted swiftly, using the Stone-Cutting Sword to block the ghostly shadow’s attack imdiately.
Clang, clang, clang...
The black-clad figure’s palm continually collided with the Stone-Cutting Sword, producing a chain of tallic noises.
"Die!"
The black-clad figure’s attacks grew increasingly frantic, his hands like a machine, attacking wildly.
The dense attacks poured down on Chen Yang like a rainstorm within seconds.
The black-clad figure’s attacks were exceedingly swift, rapid like a phantom, with power far surpassing the previous deputy Hall Master of the Blood Bat Hall.
Though both were of the Spirit Gathering Realm, the difference was substantial.
Fortunately, Chen Yang had made improvents during this period.
Facing such dense attacks, he was able to block them all, without much pressure.
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