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"Hong Xiaotian, anyone can brag big words, but only a few can really brag." Although it looked like he was at a disadvantage, Ye Xingchen still had his trump card to play.

"Little Lion, do it." Ye Xingchen suddenly roared out, and instantly attacked Hong Xiaotian, and when Uncle Fu wanted to stop him, he was blocked by Xiao Shi.

"Little bastard, even you want to stop me?" Uncle Fu let out a cold snort. The Spiritual Strength in his shriveled palm moved, clashing with the little lion.

Looking at Ye Xingchen's figure that was swiftly rushing over, Hong Xiaotian revealed a disdainful smile on his face, "Ye Xingchen, you're courting death."

Abruptly, a wave of Spiritual Strength enveloped Hong Xiaotian's body, causing Hong Xiaotian's body to emit an extremely powerful aura.

Although Hong Xiaotian was only a practitioner of the third stage of Small Three Levels of Grandmaster Stage, he had already stepped half a step into the Grandmaster Stage, so his strength could be said to be heaven defying.

"Hong Xiaotian, it's too early for you to be complacent." Ye Xingchen glanced at Uncle Fu who was trapped by the small lion. With Xiao Shi pestering him, he did not need to worry about Uncle Fu coming to his aid. He could just fight Hong Xiaotian however he liked.

Ye Xingchen's swift flying body instantly came to a stop in midair, and Cyan Sky Sword suddenly appeared in his hands.

The Cyan Sky Sword seemed to be able to feel its master's emotions, and the sword body continuously trembled.

The majestic Spiritual Strength escaped from the Cyan Sky Sword and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

At this moment, the sky on the public road was barely lit and there was basically no one around. Boundless energy wreaked havoc on the ground, causing it to slightly tremble as if the ground would crack and shatter in the next moment.

The Cyan Sky Sword had a cold look in its eyes, but no trace of energy flowed out of it.

Hong Xiaotian suddenly said, "Hmph, Ye Xingchen, you deserve to die."

Even though he said that, his men were not slow.

A ancient sword that was about to be released suddenly appeared in Hong Xiaotian's hand. Looking carefully at the sword, the sword body did not have any energy to release it, it only had layers of energy to flow in the darkness.

Just as Ye Xingchen was about to take a deep breath and attack, the Multi Colored Sword in his hand suddenly shot out with an extremely dazzling light.

Ye Xingchen's eyes suddenly became white, but he was not perturbed at all. The multicolored sword in his hand released a soft hum, as though it was responding to its master's attack that was ready, and along with it, the light around the multicolored sword became brighter and brighter.

The sky changed again. It was clear and clear, but in an instant, it was covered by a thick layer of dark clouds that did not know where they had come from.

Ye Xingchen's body moved slightly, the Cyan Sky Sword in his hand started to spin, but Ye Xingchen still kept his eyes closed slightly, as though he was unaffected by the world's affairs, but his expression was as though he was conversing with the entire world, the earth and sky trembled, but he remained calm. The black clouds in the sky did not remain calm for even a moment, as though they were flaunting it.

Immediately after, another bolt of lightning struck down, followed by millions of lightning that fell from the sky, landing on the Cyan Sky Sword that was still revolving in Ye Xingchen's hand.

"Heaven Breaking Sword Art." Ye Xingchen shouted.

In the next moment, the violent wind blew, and the rumbling thunder became even more concentrated.

Using the power of the thunder, his palm struck the sword hilt. When the sword stopped, Ye Xingchen's wrist shook, and the sword formed a shadow, quickly thrusting out. There was no Sword Light, no wind, only an overbearing Sword Qi!

When Ye Xingchen's Sword Qi enveloped the area of the stage, Hong Xiaotian felt a sense of unease, because he could feel that the Sword Qi had caused him to lose his sense of direction, and, when the Sword Qi pervaded his body, Hong Xiaotian could clearly feel that his speed had decreased by a lot.

Actually, the reason why Ye Xingchen's Sword Qi could slow down Hong Xiaotian's speed was because his Sword Qi was mixed with the inheritance Sword Intent.

Inherited Sword Intent, after fusing with the Spiritual Strength, its power was extremely strong, and could even affect an enemy's state of mind.

With a thought, strands of pure Spiritual Strength began to split out from the Sea of Spiritual Strength in his Dantian. The Spiritual Strength quickly flowed through the meridians, and after a moment, Hong Xiaotian's body trembled slightly, the faint defense of the Spiritual Strength, enveloping his entire body within. On the surface of the Spiritual Strength's defensive barrier, wisps of flames burned up, burning the Sword Intent that had invaded his body into ruins.

"Indeed, he has some strength. He can actually burn the inheritance Sword Intent. It seems like his technique is also very strange." A thought quickly flashed through Ye Xingchen's mind.

"Haaargh!" A row of Sword Blade slashed across the air, Ye Xingchen followed closely behind.

"Ye Xingchen, I want you to know that in front of absolute strength, everything is as fleeting as ever."

Hong Xiaotian clenched his teeth tightly, his hand holding onto the sword, Hong Xiaotian stared straight at Ye Xingchen who was getting closer and closer, a cold light flashed past his eyes, he knew what this battle represented to him, and he believed that he had to win, and he did not believe that Ye Xingchen could defeat the both of them.

"Arrogant fellow, today I will show you my true strength!" These unorthodox methods have given you too much confidence. " The Spiritual Strength was like the water of the Yellow River, continuously gushing out of Hong Xiaotian's body. In the end, it even wrapped around his entire body, and the surface of the ball of light, like a slowly flowing wave, swirled around like a gray ball of light.

"Clang."

The two swords clashed, causing sparks to fly out. After a short moment of contact, the two quickly separated.

The two of them coldly stared at each other, both thinking about something.

Although it was just a small encounter just now, just a probing attack from the two, it was enough to make the younger generation of Hun Tian City look up to him.

"Divine Dragon Nine Transformations First Form."

Ye Xingchen shouted loudly. The Sea of Spiritual Strength in his dantian instantly erupted, and slowly flowed through his meridians. Then, it overflowed his body and gathered on top of the Cyan Sky Sword.

Immediately, the Cyan Sky Sword Sword's body lit up, the black light was extremely glaring, the Cyan Sky Sword's body continued to tremble, and occasionally let out a sword hum, indicating his strength.

The sword in Hong Xiaotian's hand was only a High Level Magical Equipment, while the Cyan Sky Sword in Ye Xingchen's hand was a Low-grade Spiritual Treasure.

The Cyan Sky Sword used her absolute advantage to suppress Hong Xiaotian's spirit sword.

When Hong Xiaotian saw that the spirit sword in his hand was being suppressed by the Cyan Sky Sword, he immediately increased the amount of Spiritual Strength he was channeling into the spirit sword, and slowly, the spirit sword started to contend with the Cyan Sky Sword.

The Divine Dragon Nine Transformations was the unique technique of the Ancient Great Expert. Although Hong Xiaotian did not know what rank it was, it was extremely powerful. When Ye Xingchen used the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations, Hong Xiaotian also used his own technique.

"Break!"

Ye Xingchen shouted as the Cyan Sky Sword smashed towards Hong Xiaotian's long sword.

The mark left behind by the Cyan Sky Sword was very ordinary, without even a hint of fancy charm contained within. Under the pressure of such a powerful force, the violent wind formed under the sword, while the sword split the air, leaving behind a faint black scar. A crack line was quietly formed on the hard ground.

"Clang, clang, clang."

Numerous sword afterimages that contained sharp wind repeatedly emitted a clear sound of metal colliding with metal. The sword afterimages swiftly disappeared. Only the numerous sword aura ripples that were swiftly spreading out was able to explain the intense exchange that had occurred the moment the two collided.

"What a strong power. How could he have such power?" Hong Xiaotian was extremely shocked at the moment and he was extremely shocked at Ye Xingchen's power.

Hong Xiaotian's confidence from before was completely gone, there was only solemness, he never thought that Ye Xingchen's strength would be this strong.

Turning his head to look at Uncle Fu who was trapped, Hong Xiaotian wanted to finish the battle quickly.

"Devil Sky Sword Art."

Suddenly, Hong Xiaotian bellowed, revolving the Spiritual Strength in his body, and regardless of the cost, he poured it into the Rainbow Sword.

One, two, three, in a row, five substantial Sword Light s left the body of the Multi Colored Sword and floated around the Multi Colored Sword. Including the Multi Colored Sword itself, a total of six fully powered energy swords suddenly pierced towards Ye Xingchen who was charging towards them.

When it was about to come into contact with the Cyan Sky Sword in Ye Xingchen's hands, the six Energetic Sword s combined into one. Ye Xingchen's pupils contracted, and stopped his body's assault, as they teleported several meters away in the air in the next moment without any warning.

"Ye Xingchen, you forced me to do this. No one has ever been able to force me to use the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique.

Hong Xiaotian laughed coldly in his heart, this Mo Tian Sword Technique was the most powerful technique he had, the last six light swords could not be matched, and Hong Xiaotian already had a chance of winning. Earlier, because of Ye Xingchen's great strength and good mood, it had swept away everything, and used surprise and strength to retreat or injure the enemy, and more importantly, it used its last few moves.

Suddenly, Ye Xingchen felt that something was wrong, and his eyelids twitched.

Ye Xingchen's body that had flashed past did not slow down at all, the Cyan Sky Sword still continued to move, but the surrounding of the Cyan Sky Sword was covered with Lightning Force, the attack had the sound of wind and thunder, it was extremely powerful.

Ye Xingchen acted as if he did not see anything, putting his hands together and pointing his index finger downwards, he suddenly waved.

"Humph, before the Devil Sky Sword Art, I want to see how you are going to block it." Hong Xiaotian said very confidently.

"Hmph."

Ye Xingchen let out a cold snort. Both of his arms spread out, and the Whole Body Spiritual Energy transformed into an invisible force, condensing all of the Strength of Thunder around his body.