Chapter 1091: Feng Xuan
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
A green light circulated around his fingertips. Behind him, there was a vague shadow of a Cyan Phoenix. Waves of harmonious cries were heard. “Since you’re in such a hurry to go to hell, I’ll kill you today. Rember, my na is Feng Xuan! When you reach hell, don’t forget the na of the person who killed you!”
“Go to hell!”
He struck out with his palm. His true qi burst forth and gathered in midair to form a palm imprint that contained imnse power.
Even a late-stage Daoyuan realm cultivator would find it difficult to block this palm strike!
“Stop!”
Duan Huai An leapt forward and stood in front of Old Xue. He moved his hands and perford a seal, his blood energy condensing into a blood-colored saber, which expanded rapidly until it was more than ten feet long.
The saber hovered in front of Duan Huai An and Old Xue, pulsing with a violent aura.
Boom!
The palm print hit the blood saber, sending shockwaves sweeping out into the surroundings.
“Old man, you want to die too? Fine, I’ll fulfill your wish!”
Feng Xuan’s expression turned ferocious, and a smile appeared on his lips. Then, he took out a sword from his storage ring, which was a pure white spiritual weapon. He gripped the hilt of the sword and swiped two fingers across the blade of the sword with his left hand, sending waves of spiritual energy sweeping out in all directions!
“This is perfect! Ye Chen killed my junior disciples, so I’ll kill his master and senior brother!”
He swung his pure white sword, creating majestic streaks of sword qi that soared into the sky. The sword itself then flew out and spun rapidly in the air, constantly creating sword qi like a growing whirlwind!
The surrounding cultivators retreated one after another, or took out their spiritual weapons to block the stray strands of sword qi and continue watching the battle.
A battle between a true disciple of the Cyan Phoenix Sect and the sect master of the dical God Sect!
“Haha, Duan Huai An is overestimating himself!”
“Does he still think that he’s the sa peerless expert from back then? His dantian has been crippled for so many years, so he’s already left behind by his peers. Now he’s probably no match for even the true disciples of the Cyan Phoenix Sect!”
“Well, he can learn his lesson in hell!”
A true disciple of the Ling Axe Sect sneered, “A seventh-level Daoyuan realm cultivator against an eighth-level one. Duan Huai An can only last one or two moves before Ye Chen will have to co to collect his master’s corpse!”
“Ye Chen?”
“If Ye Chen dares to co, he will have to collect the corpses of three people today!”
A Dao Sect true disciple’s face was filled with disdain. He looked at Duan Huai An and smiled. “I wish Ye Chen was here. I’d take him down personally and let him watch his master get beaten to death by Feng Xuan!”
The surrounding people discussed the battle animatedly.
In the middle of the battlefield, Duan Huai An forced out a drop of blood essence, preparing to use it to fend off Feng Xuan.
Feng Xuan struck out with both hands, and the pure white sword that was spinning in front of him turned into a white streak of light as it shot out. A bright white light flashed in the distance, and the tip of the sword collided with Duan Huai An’s blood saber!
Clang clang clang!
The pure white sword spun and attacked the blood saber fiercely. Layers of sword qi lingered around the body of the sword, carrying with it a spiritual might that could obliterate everything. It was seemingly intent on destroying the blood saber and killing Duan Huai An!
“Old man, you’re not good enough yet. Don’t think that you can regain your forr glory just because your dantian has recovered!”
“As for Ye Chen, I’ll go find that little b*stard myself! Before I kill him, I will make him burn incense in front of your grave!”
After Feng Xuan finished speaking, he snorted coldly and dashed out like a bolt of lightning.
In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the blood saber. His left hand pushed the hilt of the pure white sword hard, causing the violent sword qi to pierce the blood saber.
Bang!
Accompanied by an explosive sound, the blood saber shattered into countless fragnts!
Duan Huai An was struck by a palm strike, and his body flew backward, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as his body landed on the ground. However, before he could even get up, the pure white sword had already pierced his chest!
With such injuries, a saint king realm cultivator would have already died!
However, Duan Huai An was a Daoyuan realm cultivator, so such injuries were severe, but not fatal.
“Old fellow, you’re quite good at enduring. Let’s see if you can block the next attack,” Feng Xuan said as he held the pure white sword and swept his gaze across the crowd, basking in the glory.
“Pfft! Don’t be too arrogant. One day, Ye Chen will destroy the Cyan Phoenix Sect!”
Duan Huai An took a deep breath, his throat filled with blood. He looked at the bloody hole in his chest and shook his head.
If he had a few more years, that would be great!
He did not need five or eight years, just three years.
‘In three years, I would have been able to regain my forr glory and break through to the Supre Emperor realm!’
‘At that ti, how could I let the disciples of the dical God Sect suffer such humiliation!’
“Master!”
Xiao Bi and Old Xue hurriedly ran over and shielded Duan Huai An.
Xiao Bi slowly examined Duan Huai An’s injuries, crying her eyes out. She hurriedly took out all kinds of dicinal pills and herbs, feeding them to Duan Huai An. Her dical techniques gradually eased the pain and stabilized his condition, but it did not change the fact that he was in no condition to fight.
“Master, you will definitely be fine!”
“You’ll definitely get better, you… Wu wu…”
The more Xiao Bi spoke, the sadder she beca. She felt very helpless.
In the huge square, there were hundreds of sects and tens of thousands of people, but at this mont, everyone was looking at them coldly. There was not even a single helper to be seen.
The Cyan Phoenix Sect was considered an upper-tier sect among the other sects. No sect was willing to offend such a sect for a small sect. It was not worth it!
Secondly, the other sects like the Ling Axe Faction and the others all had a grudge against Ye Chen. They would be offending many sects at once if they stepped forward.
The sect masters, patriarchs, and elders of the Huang family, Dao Sect, and Cyan Phoenix Sect, who were hosting the competition, all looked on indifferently. The people of the surrounding sects were the sa, as if they were looking at an extrely ordinary matter.
To them, having a true disciple deal with the dical God Sect was sufficient.
There was no need for them to take action, especially since no one would dare to offend them and Mr. Jingshui by stepping in.
At this mont, Mr. Jingshui was sitting in the tower in the middle of the square watching this scene with a pleased look. He clenched his fists and muttered, “Ye Chen, if you dare to co, I’ll destroy your divine soul!”
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