C357 Only for Beauty

Thank you, Linzeen, for your great reward! Thank you!

Inside one of Linlang Holy Land's private rooms, a few guards stood respectfully at the side. Within the private room, countless small swords of all shapes and sizes floated in the air, all of them extremely sharp, with wave after wave of intimidating pressure fluctuating like the tide.

A youth stood silently in the elegant room. He was over two meters tall, and his dragon-like skin and muscles were as hard as steel. His entire body was so valiant that it was terrifying. He was like a bloodthirsty devil descending.

Countless arcs of electric light crackled in the air. If someone were to look him in the eye at this moment, it would be as if they had seen a savage vicious beast with a monstrous aura that was ready to choose its prey. His heart palpitated with fear, and he didn't even raise his head.

He was the Young Villa Master of the Myriad Sword Villa.

"Is the illusion array ready?" As the young man looked over, one of his followers immediately knelt down on one knee and replied with a slight tremble: "The small scale magic array has been prepared and there are 99 4-star warlords guarding it. The young manor lord can start cultivating now!"

"En, this is the Linlang Holy Land, I need to train in an illusion formation before I can start killing. I absolutely cannot shock the Holy Maiden of the Sacred Grounds, do you understand?" The youth said in a low voice, with no trace of doubt in his tone.

"This subordinate understands. This subordinate has repeatedly checked the illusion array and definitely would not have any flaws." The retainer didn't dare to raise his head.

The youth muttered to himself as his eyes floated in the air among the tens of thousands of floating swords. Among them, one of them was as long as a gust of wind, suddenly transforming into a two-handed sword shining with a cold light. His entire body exploded with countless profound runes, and there were even twelve special and strange Dao patterns appearing!

Dao markings were markings left behind by an Inscription Master on the weapon that added extra attributes to the weapon. As for the Dao markings on the heavy sword, they were called Imprints of the Mountains, and each one weighed 100,000 jins!

This youth's heavy sword weighed 1.2 million jins. The strength of his strength was truly astonishing!

The youth lifted the heavy sword with one hand as his body suddenly transformed into a stream of light, rushing into a ball of faint light within the private room.

This ball of light was a small scale illusion array. It was one of the cultivation array formations that the juniors of aristocratic families used.

In an illusory magic array, one could fight a spirit array with all sorts of strength. In a situation where one wasn't worried about death, they could fight with everything they had and temper their martial skills and cultivation.

Even the fact that Zhang Dongcheng had destroyed the Seven Fiends Poison Sect s of the Earth Sects was proof of that.

The illusion formation that the young man brought along the Linlang Holy Land was a small portable illusion formation. It was actually able to arrange ninety-nine array spirits with the strength of a four star war god.

The followers knelt down on one knee, not even daring to raise their heads. Even though the youth was no longer present, they were still incomparably respectful.

In the private room, a burning incense stick had just finished burning when there was a loud sound as the youth dashed out from the light.

His body was covered in large amounts of blood stains!

The corner of his mouth curled up in a light smile, as if he felt that his clothes were drenched in blood. With a single slap, he tore off his clothes, revealing his bare upper body.

"In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, kill 99 4-star wargods, the young manor lord is mighty!" The followers lowered their heads and spoke with trembling voices.

"Hehe, with this strength, let's see who dares to snatch Yun Ruyu from me!" The teenager raised her head as her eyes shone with electricity. She muttered to herself: "I heard that there's a kid that boasted that he wanted to get first place? I, Wan Jianguiyun, will let this boastful know what regret is.

In Linlang Holy Land, on the side of a waterfall pool, the moon shone brightly in the sky, and white mist permeated the air, making it seem more like a land of immortals, incomparably mysterious.

An extremely handsome young man in white sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Beside him were a few white cranes circling him. From time to time, he would stretch out his wings and bend his neck towards the sky.

This young man was the Young Sect Master of the Great Clan, Tai Heying!

"First Holy Son of the Northern Sea Sacred Grounds? Hehe, I have heard a lot about you. Since you have come, why don't you show yourself? " Tai Heying said as he closed his eyes, yet the corners of his mouth were gently smiling, as if he was mumbling to himself.

In the air, a saber Qi that seemed to shatter the heavens and earth suddenly came crashing over!

Like the elegant young master, Tai Heying waved out countless of palm images with one hand without any signs of any smoke or fire. These palm images were as light as a dragon's breath, as though they had been painted on ink and gone thousands of miles away, bringing out a small stream of smoke in the middle of the air.

The slash brought out a gush of blood and flames that shot into the sky, as if this entire place was turned into a place of death, yet, under Tai Heying's palm technique, it became a beautiful rural brook. The incoming blade light changed its direction and was pulled away.

The saber light was sharp, but not a single sound could be heard. It was as if a thousand foot tall mountain waterfall had been cut in half by a single saber strike. The large half of the mountain began to creak as it slowly slid down.

If half of the mountain were to fall off, it would definitely cause rubble to tumble and rock the sky!

A figure suddenly appeared and used a single hand to support the over ten thousand foot tall mountain. This figure actually caused the mountain, which weighed hundreds of millions of jins, to stop sliding downwards and freeze in midair!

"Hehe, Tai Heying, the Great Clan's True Shattering Palm Art is indeed mysterious, to be able to dissolve my blade, the North Sea Kill, so easily!" That figure finally showed up. It was a Northern Frontier warrior dressed up. Her eyes were like the stars in the sky.

"This is the Linlang Holy Land, it's not good for us to fight with all we have, right? I don't even think that the First Holy Son's North Sea Kill move has 1% of its power, right?" Tai Heying also opened his eyes and smiled indifferently.

With a slight rumbling sound, the mountains merged together and solidified together. The waterfall that was originally several dozen zhang wide was now only a few zhang wide, but the water speed was even faster.

"This time, I have come for the sake of beauties, not for the sake of friends. Besides, there will always be a bloody battle between us. Either you die, or I live! " Tai Heying had a smile on his face but his tone was incomparably cold.