Urban Carefree Warrior God Chapter 879 880: Only by Slaughtering All Killlights!

Countless gazes swiftly fell upon Chen Yang.

Along the way, so people's eyes widened in shock.

Others glanced at Chen Yang, shook their heads, and sneered.

Clearly at the end of his rope, yet he dares to talk tough and even boast?

Whish.

The wind blew through Chen Yang's hair.

The wind also swept across the countless falling leaves.

Chen Yang's gaze was sharp and focused, his body slightly bent, he made a subtle move, then suddenly raised his gaze to focus on Gu Xing.

He took a few steps forward.

Raising his right hand, with his expression almost unchanged, the sword edge ca slashing down towards Gu Xing.

"Overestimating yourself." Gu Xing sneered, baring his teeth.

Boom!

Gu Xing raised the sword in his hand and went head-on against it.

In an instant, a fierce aura swept out within a hundred ters.

An impact.

Energy flew wildly, and the void quaked.

Chen Yang raised the Ancestral Sword and pushed forward, and sparks exploded dazzlingly from the sword's surface.

"You think you can fight with this old man?" Gu Xing seized the opportunity, swung his longsword, and attacked Chen Yang.

Boom!

This ti, Chen Yang was blasted away, his whole body like a kite with a broken string.

Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, the ground was filled with red flowers.

At the sa ti, a terrifying aura from the peak of the Half-step Divine Conquest emanated from around him, shattering the whirling red flowers and dried leaves into powder.

The distance between them was no more than five ters.

A deep, alarming ravine stretched across the ground between them.

Bang!

Chen Yang landed, stepped back three steps, each step erupting, one hand supporting the sword stuck in the ground, his hands were bloody, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, yet the aura around him made Gu Xing squint.

At such a young age, only at the Heavenly Saint Peak, yet able to withstand two of his moves.

Looking over the entire southern region of Yuning Mountain, how many can achieve that?

The most critical thing is that his unyielding spirit and steadfast belief truly moved people.

But only Yang Hu knew that Chen Yang had not yet used the power of his ancestry and was trying to break through his realm's bottleneck using external force.

This kind of action is undoubtedly like retrieving a chestnut from the fire.

At the sa ti, it's a shortcut.

Only those with a fearless spirit and extre self-confidence dare to do so.

"Boss..."

Yang Hu clenched his fists tightly, almost snarling his teeth.

Boom!

Chen Yang stood up straight, and as he closed his eyes, a blood-colored Dharma Golden Body rose from behind him, seemingly out of thin air.

The floating red flowers in the air suddenly churned up, accompanied by a slight trembling sound.

Buzz!

The mont his eyes opened, a blood-red light shot out.

The red flowers all over the sky were suddenly split by a terrifying crack.

Swish!

The Dharma Golden Body grabbed the Ancestral Sword and, with lightning speed, slashed at Gu Xing's head.

No fancy moves, not a bit of excess motion, just slashed down plainly, seemingly moderate, but actually enveloped in an earth-shattering killing intent.

"Hmph, borrowing external force, is it even useful?"

Gu Xing dismissed it with a laugh, moving forward instead of back, legs crossed, his whole body like a spear thrusting into the sky.

This action, in the mont the Ancestral Sword slashed down, lifted him above the sword light.

"Bastard, die."

Gu Xing thrust his longsword towards Chen Yang's forehead.

The terrifying whistling sound tore through the wind, deafening.

Click.

Chen Yang took a step back, raised his head, narrowed his eyes into slits, raised his right hand, and pointed at Gu Xing.

The Dharma Golden Body behind him fully synchronized with his movents.

Clang.

Sword tip to sword tip, brilliant sparks burst with a crisp sound of fine iron clashing.

Then, with a booming explosion, dust flew everywhere, the ground burst open, and Chen Yang's legs sank deep into it, buried up to the knees.

Blood gushed out as if it were free.

At the crucial mont, Chen Yang's trembling hand tightly gripped the Ancestral Sword, his free left hand instantly curled into a fist, punching towards Gu Xing.

Thud.

The void overhead was pounded into rolling waves of sound, Chen Yang's fist, like the center of a storm, carried swirling red flowers and smashed upward forcefully.

Gu Xing, in a state of descent, stomped down with his foot, directly on the fist of the Dharma Golden Body as large as a sandbag.

Boom!

Where fist and foot t, visible ripples spread out.

Gu Xing flipped in the air, drifting over a dozen ters before landing with a thud, stepping back slightly.

As for Chen Yang, struck as if by a pile driver, half his body sank into the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and the Dharma Golden Body behind him flickered, seemingly at the brink of dispersing like smoke.

Bang.

Both his hands slapped the ground, and he shot up.

The mont he landed, he was half-kneeling on the ground.

"You..." Gu Xing was furious, his already gloomy eyes turned sinister, and a vast killing light surged.

As a protector of the Biluo Sword Valley, he was forced to retreat by a young man?

If not for him exerting his full strength from the beginning and occupying the high ground advantage in the previous strike, it might not have been just a simple retreat.

Those from Biluo Sword Valley around, and the increasing number of spectators, were dumbfounded.

The Biluo Sword Valley Elder, who they considered untouchable, was injured?

Clearly visible, Gu Xing's right hand holding the sword had traces of blood slowly seeping out.

Was it Gu Xing's carelessness, or was Chen Yang too powerful, reaching a horrifying level?

Before everyone could react, the half-kneeling Chen Yang gradually stood up, his back straight, though covered in blood, the invisible but resolute spirit emanated from him moved and awed people.

"Condense for ." Chen Yang's eyes filled with blood, suddenly audibly shouting.

Buzz!

In an instant, the Dharma Golden Body, which seed on the brink of vanishing, beca solid again.

Even more solid than before.

Chen Yang's face, devoid of blood, lifted his hand with a flick, and the Ancestral Sword humd.

"This..."

The onlookers exclaid at the scene.

This guy, can still fight?

Even Gu Xing was moved.

Such a young person, he'd never seen in his life.

At the sa ti, a trendous killing intent began to burst from his body.

This person must not be left alive.

Before Gu Xing could act, Chen Yang swung his sword across the sky, charging directly at Gu Xing.

Boom!

The two swords clashed directly, sparks exploded on the spot, shooting into the sky and then slowly falling down.

And.

Chen Yang moved against the wind, and in an instant, Gu Xing's sword shattered, countless cracks spread out, like a spider web.

From start to finish, Chen Yang remained silent.

Only the intense killing glow pierced the bone marrow.

"..."

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