"Draw your sword. Although you are valued by the Moon Reflection Peak Leader, if you don't have the strength to suppress everyone, you won't even be able to enter the Moon Reflection Peak, let alone the Golden Lights Cave.
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The middle-aged man pointed his sword at Wang Yan from afar as he spoke indifferently. The bald man beside him straightened his body, stretched his waist, and said, "Old Qi is right. Who among us Elite Disciples is willing to submit to anyone? Why can you, Wang Yan, enter the Golden Lights Cave but we can't?
Although the Blood Demon Sword is famous, we haven't seen it with our own eyes. Besides, we Clasping Yuan Stage cultivators are suppressed by you, a mere Nurturing Embryo Stage disciple. How can we show our faces in the future? "
The bald man's Qi was strong and his words were aggressive. He was right. The four people who blocked the way today were all true disciples of the Clasping Yuan Stage. They all knew that the Golden Lights Cave was about to open, and that it was Liu Zhaoxian who represented the Aojian Villa to enter the cave. But they should also know the rules of the Path Protector, and that only disciples of the Nurturing Embryo Stage could become the Path Protector.
However, the bald man did not mention this. Instead, he used his words to cover up the fact that they were 'bullying the weak', and his attack became just and honorable.
With Wang Yan's current knowledge, even though he had been in closed-door training for more than a month and did not know much about the outside world, he could see that these four people must have been ordered to block the way. This time, if he wanted to enter the cave with Liu Zhaoxian, he would have to face many more obstacles. The undercurrent was even more turbulent, and most likely the other three peak leaders were involved.
But so what?!
The corners of Wang Yan's mouth curled up, revealing a cold smile. There were many dangers on the road. No matter how dangerous the Aojian Villa was, as long as he could suppress them with his absolute strength, what else could the others do? Would Ao Jian Beichen dare to attack him personally? After all, it was strength!
"You are all here to stop me, right?"
Wang Yan glanced at the middle-aged man and the bald man who were pointing their swords at him. Then, he looked past them to the two people in the pavilion and said, "Don't waste time. Come at me together!"
Hearing Wang Yan's words, the four people in the way froze. The bald man was so angry that he laughed and said, "You really don't know what's good for you."
The middle-aged man was also very angry. He shook the sword in his hand and said, "I, Qi Xiu, started practicing swordsmanship when I was seven, understood the Sword Intent when I was seventeen, and achieved Zhen Yuan at thirty-one. Now, I am ranked eighty-three on the Hidden Dragon List. Now, I have fought hundreds of battles, and I have never fought with anyone, let alone a Nurturing Embryo Stage.
Perhaps you, Wang Yan, have some resentment in your heart and feel that we have treated you unfairly. However, this is only because you do not understand the rules. Thus, you, Wang Yan, should stop barking unnecessarily. No matter what, you will not be able to escape defeat today! "
After saying this, 'Dragon Abyss Sword' Qi Xiu shook the sword in his hand again, pointed at Wang Yan and said, "Draw your sword. Let yourself be defeated like a swordsman."
As soon as he finished speaking, a torrential Sword Intent soared up from Qi Xiu's body, as if it was going to pierce through the sky. In an instant, Qi Xiu's whole body showed its sharpness, and his sword momentum was powerful. His whole body was like a heavenly sword, as if he was waiting for Wang Yan to draw his sword, and he would launch a thunderous attack to defeat Wang Yan!
Qi Xiu had this confidence, and he did have the right to be so confident. As a powerful warrior in the top hundred of the Hidden Dragon List, he would never think that he would lose to a Nurturing Embryo Stage warrior. This was the confidence and dignity of a powerful warrior.
However, in the face of Qi Xiu's soaring sword momentum, Wang Yan just smiled lightly, then shook his head and said, "This is not enough for me to draw my sword. As for winning or losing, it is not decided by words. Since you want to fight me, why do you have to worry? Come at me!"
Perhaps Qi Xiu was very powerful, but the current Wang Yan was also brimming with confidence. Moreover, in Wang Yan's eyes, this Qi Xiu was just a stickler for rules. Although he spoke of how powerful he was, he still had misgivings about 'bullying the weak' and refused to make the first move. He was really pedantic.
"Good, good, good!"
Wang Yan's words completely angered Qi Xiu. He said "good" three times in a row, then said, "Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish today!"
As he said this, Qi Xiu's feet touched the ground, and his whole body flashed and appeared more than ten meters in front of Wang Yan. The long sword in his hand was like a flying immortal, and his sword momentum was already formed. Under this sword, it was as if the sky was shaking, and countless sword shadows appeared all over the sky, attacking together with him towards Wang Yan.
In the face of such a sword, Wang Yan said calmly, "I said, this is not enough for me to draw … my sword!"
When he said the last word "sword", Wang Yan's voice suddenly increased a hundred times, and the word "sword" seemed to explode from his mouth.
Hum …
A strange sound was heard, and it was this shocking sound that was rolled up into a sword and struck forward. Qi Xiu's face immediately changed, but before he could react, he heard a loud explosion.
Boom!
A series of air vibrations came from Qi Xiu's long sword. This series of explosions was so loud that it seemed to cause the entire Sword Worship Mountain to tremble slightly. Under this series of explosions, the sword momentum that Qi Xiu had condensed was instantly shattered. Immediately after, his hand that was holding the sword trembled, and blood spurted out from the purlicue. He could no longer stand steadily and fell from the sky. Before he landed on the ground, his chest heaved up and down, and blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. Apart from that, blood also seeped out from his eyes, nostrils, and ears, making him look extremely miserable. In the end, he could only use his sword as a support and half-kneel on the ground.
"What a powerful Sword of Evil Sound. You can actually cultivate such a powerful technique at the Nurturing Embryo Stage. Why? Why! "
Qi Xiu half-knelt on the ground and looked at Wang Yan in disbelief. He could not accept it, could not believe it, and could not understand how he had lost in such a way. Wang Yan had only stood there motionlessly, and he had not even made a move. A single roar from him was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, injuring his essence, Qi, and spirit, rendering him powerless to fight back.
Wang Yan smiled faintly and did not answer. However, this Qi Xiu seemed to be quite knowledgeable. Wang Yan's attack was indeed the Sword of Evil Sound. It was a special Sword of Evil Sound that he had cultivated by combining his Blood Evil Sound Art with the Sound Wave Art. Then, he used his nearly two hundred years of inner power as the foundation, supplemented by the Heavenly Silk Spell, and used the soft Gang Qi to push the sound wave. He named this Sword of Evil Sound Art 'Cave Soul Sword'. It was probably because the Blood Evil Sound Art that he had cultivated was quite mystical. After combining it with the sword intent, it could produce an extremely powerful effect of killing the soul. Added with the special effect of the sound wave and his vigorous inner power, this Sword of Evil Sound Art could kill both the soul and the body. Those who were slightly weaker might even have their mind destroyed instantly, their eardrums shattered, and their souls shattered.
As one of the top hundred powerful warriors in the Hidden Dragon Ranking, Qi Xiu would not be this weak. In fact, if he had not underestimated his opponent and had been cautious from the very beginning, using his vigorous Gang Qi to protect his eardrums, although this sword attack of Wang Yan could have hurt him, it would not have ended up like this.
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