"Young man, you are not my match. If you don’t want to die, you better leave on your own!"
The man clad in samurai attire, wielding a longsword, watched Ye Luo with a deep voice.
"I’m sorry, but my goal today is to maintain world peace, and no one will stop ," Ye Luo responded coolly as he stared back.
"You overestimate yourself!"
The man scoffed disdainfully, his eyes sharpening as brilliance shot forth, releasing a powerful and imposing aura all around, instantly enveloping Ye Luo with a fearso Saintly majesty, filled with a fierce, stern atmosphere.
Ye Luo felt as if countless sharp Sword Qis were sweeping towards him, threatening to obliterate him. The Sword Intent of this person was in no way inferior to the Knife Intent of Myokaku Shiken he had encountered before, both being experts in their respective arts of sword and knife.
Ye Luo’s expression turned solemn, as he imdiately channeled the Nine Yang Mystic Art to its fourth layer, unleashing the power of the five major ridians, boosting his aura to surpass the Half-Saint Realm.
The Lingyun Sword sparkled, radiating a powerful spirituality, as though it sensed the terrifying Sword Qi and unleashed an equally fierce sword force.
At that mont, Ye Luo sensed an extrely terrifying energy contained in the Lingyun Sword, yet he was not yet able to activate it. This Lingyun Sword was definitely not just a Spiritual Artifact; it was a weapon of a much higher grade.
"Lingyun Sword Technique, the third move!"
"One Sword Severing the Heavens!"
In an instant, Ye Luo gathered all his strength to perform the third, and also the most powerful, move of the Lingyun Sword Technique.
Hiss!
A dazzling sword light burst forth, and with one step forward, Ye Luo lashed out fiercely at the man, carrying a montum that could eradicate heaven and earth.
This strike, in terms of both strength and speed, had reached its pinnacle, like a white light suddenly appearing or a teor flashing by—instantaneous and impossible for most people to even catch its trajectory, let alone withstand it.
Even Liu Chuan Mingyi’s pupils contracted, revealing a hint of shock. He had not felt a strong Sword Intent from Ye Luo but was startled to see such a terrifying sword move executed.
Boom!
Without the luxury of more thought, Liu Chuan Mingyi drew his longsword in response, unleashing a fierce sword light that erupted to collide with Ye Luo’s dreadful blow, producing a muffled sound.
"Break!"
Ye Luo, holding the Lingyun Sword again, charged forward, slashing fiercely. The clash with the opponent’s longsword emitted a piercing clang. The Lingyun Sword released an edge of sharpness, instantly breaking the man’s longsword and continuing its unstoppable force toward his chest.
Liu Chuan Mingyi’s expression changed dramatically, his Saint Realm power exploding forth as he retreated explosively, evading Ye Luo’s strike.
"What sword is that in your hand?" Liu Chuan Mingyi’s pupils narrowed into a line, his gaze fixated on the Lingyun Sword in Ye Luo’s hand, flashing a greedy look.
"A sword for killing!"
Ye Luo shouted coldly, his body surging forward again, his sword slashing down fiercely.
"Such a sword is wasted in your hands!" Liu Chuan Mingyi said icily. Although his sword was broken, he was still a Saint Realm powerhouse, and moreover one at the triple layer of the Saint Realm.
Just now, he had not employed the full extent of his power, simply using his Sword Intent to counter Ye Luo’s strike. Unexpectedly, the opponent’s sword was so formidable that it shattered his own.
At this mont, Liu Chuan Mingyi unleashed the triple-layer strength of the Saint Realm, throwing out a palm strike. A terrifying power swept towards Ye Luo like a tidal wave, sending him flying on the spot.
Pfft!
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Ye Luo’s mouth, as the opponent was too strong, and it was too difficult for Ye Luo at his current level to resist.
"Kid, hand over the sword in your hands, and I will spare your life!"
Liu Chuan Mingyi said coldly, as he slowly approached Ye Luo.
Ye Luo’s eyes flickered as he said, "If you want the sword, co and take it yourself."
"Fine!" Liu Chuan Mingyi said, not at all worried about any tricks Ye Luo might play, clearly confident in his own strength.
It would be a joke if a high-level master of the Saint Realm was injured by a young Martial Artist at the Innate Peak Stage.
But when Liu Chuan Mingyi stood in front of Ye Luo intending to take the sword, Ye Luo said coldly, "If you want the sword, kill first."
"You..." Liu Chuan Mingyi’s face turned cold, and his gaze fell upon Ye Luo.
At that mont, a golden light flashed in Ye Luo’s eyes as he stared at his opponent.
Liu Chuan Mingyi, feeling disoriented upon seeing the glint in Ye Luo’s eyes, was obviously under the influence of the Clairvoyant Eye.
This ti, Ye Luo had poured a massive amount of True Qi into his Clairvoyant Eye, pushing the mind-bewildering ability to its limit and finally affecting the high-level master of the Saint Realm, even though the opponent recovered instantly.
But a re 0.01 seconds of ti was enough. Ye Luo’s body surged forward, his Lingyun Sword stabbing towards the opponent’s chest.
At the critical mont, feeling the imminent danger, the opponent moved, and the Lingyun Sword did not stab his chest but still pierced his abdon, drawing a trace of fresh blood.
"Damn it!"
Liu Chuan Mingyi cursed, sending a palm strike that sent Ye Luo flying with his sword, causing Ye Luo to spit out another mouthful of blood. His face turned deathly pale, his True Qi was in disarray, and he suffered significant damage to his body.
Liu Chuan Mingyi, with one hand clutching his bleeding abdon, turned pale, his eyes flashing with rage as he glared at Ye Luo.
He, a high-level master of the third level of the Saint Realm, had been injured by a re Martial Artist at the Innate Peak Stage. If this got out, it would be a huge disgrace to the Liuchuan Family, an imnse humiliation for him.
"Kid, I will make you pay with your life!" Liu Chuan Mingyi was furious, completely enraged. He first used True Qi to heal the wound and stop the bleeding, and then he charged towards Ye Luo, intent on utterly annihilating this scoundrel.
Watching Liu Chuan Mingyi charging at him, Ye Luo, with blood at the corner of his mouth, revealed a sly smile, suddenly producing a black object in his hand.
It was a grenade!
Indeed, Ye Luo was holding a grenade. He quickly removed the pin and threw it at Liu Chuan Mingyi.
Liu Chuan Mingyi had not expected Ye Luo to suddenly pull out a grenade; among Martial Artists, it was absolutely taboo to use modern weaponry during a fight, as it was considered a loss of honor for a warrior. But he never anticipated Ye Luo would throw a grenade at this mont.
Boom!
Ye Luo tid it well; the grenade exploded just after being thrown, and at that mont, Liu Chuan Mingyi had just approached the center of the blast radius, instantly swept by a terrifying shockwave, leaving him no ti to dodge.
At the instant Ye Luo threw the grenade, he pushed himself to the limit to escape, and wearing the Gold Silk Soft Armor for protection, he wasn’t affected much by the blast.
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