His cold was getting better. The past few days were really uncomfortable, so he did not update much. Today, he updated three times to make up for it. He thanked his brothers for their understanding and support.
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"Chen Wenyuan, Wang Yan is here to take your dog life!"
As a resplendent sword light lit up, Wang Yan's figure flew toward Chen Wenyuan, who was not far away.
After leaving the village at the foot of the mountain, Wang Yan carefully interrogated the two ghosts of the Zhou Family. After knowing that there were no other experts in the Gong Sun Mansion other than Chen Wenyuan, he killed his way into Mingkang Town without any tricks and went straight to the Gong Sun Mansion. Along the way, he did not leave a single Black Water thief alive as he killed his way to the back of the mansion.
Although it had only been a few dozen breaths, Wang Yan's sword had already killed nearly a hundred people. The blood on his body was heavy, and his killing intent was thick. His sword momentum had been accumulated to the peak, and it was extremely sharp.
Chen Wenyuan did not expect that Wang Yan would really come to his door. As his expression changed, an arrogant sneer finally appeared on his face. Although Chen Wenyuan was known as the Poisonous Scholar and was calm and intelligent, he was still a titled expert of the Nurturing Embryo Stage. He had the dignity of a martial artist. If he did not dare to face a junior of the Soothing Pulse Stage in front of him, how would he be able to face him in the future if word got out?
"Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Wenyuan's feet swiftly tapped the ground. His entire body was like a black line as he streaked across the hazy night sky, heading straight for Wang Yan, who was flying towards him.
Wang Yan's figure was already fast enough, but Chen Wenyuan was even faster. The two of them were facing each other, and within a breath, they had crossed the distance of dozens of meters in a flash. In the blink of an eye, Wang Yan's Falling Sand shook, and four or five sword lights appeared, heading straight for the approaching Chen Wenyuan.
"Sword Light Division? It turns out that you have become a real swordsman. No wonder you dare to come here. But so what?! "
Sword Light Dispersion was the signature sword skill of a swordsman. Anyone who could use this sword skill could be regarded as a true swordsman. A Meridian Opening Stage swordsman was naturally much stronger than a normal Meridian Opening Stage martial artist. However, in the eyes of Chen Wenyuan, there wasn't much of a difference. This was because he was a titled expert!
While speaking, Chen Wenyuan's feet moved swiftly. Wang Yan saw that Chen Wenyuan's figure moved swiftly, leaving behind several afterimages. It was hard to tell if his figure was real or fake. Wang Yan's left ear twitched as he heard a strong gust of wind. It turned out that Chen Wenyuan had dodged the sword light and unknowingly flashed to his left side, his Judge's Pen pointed at his ribs.
Without thinking, Wang Yan twisted his body and swept his sword horizontally. However, he did not expect that Chen Wenyuan would immediately withdraw his Judge's Brush. His figure flashed again, and Wang Yan immediately heard the whistling of the wind behind him.
"Bang!"
Wang Yan let out a soft cry. As he crossed his legs, he used the force of his body to turn around like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind. The sword light in his hand immediately swung out, and the vast sword light struck out in all directions, protecting his body tightly.
Ding ding ding …
There were several consecutive sounds of metal clashing. This time, Chen Wenyuan did not avoid or block the attack. The Judge's Brush in his hand quickly pointed out. Between the layers of brush shadows, the Judge's Brush hit the tip of Falling Sand several times in a row. The sword light immediately dissipated, and Falling Sand trembled slightly.
"Just so-so."
Chen Wenyuan smiled coldly. With a turn of his hand, the Judge's Brush immediately pointed at Wang Yan like a storm. Wang Yan's eyes narrowed when he saw this. This was the first time he had encountered such a strong opponent. Chen Wenyuan suppressed him in all aspects, whether it was in terms of internal strength, lightness skill, body movement, or martial arts. He could not rely on his exquisite body movement to find an opportunity, nor could he use the strange swordsmanship to win by surprise. Moreover, Chen Wenyuan obviously had a deep understanding of the Way of Changing Reality and Illusion. If it were not for Wang Yan's understanding of the Way of Changing Reality and Illusion, the sword light would not have been broken under that move just now. If this situation continued, he would only be defeated and killed.
As soon as he thought of this, a trace of determination flashed in Wang Yan's eyes. Then, the sword essence in his body soared into the sky. As he held his sword horizontally in front of him to protect himself, he took several steps and leaped straight up.
Thud.
Wang Yan leaped into the air, then took a deep breath in midair to borrow strength. With another step, he leaped several meters into the air. Following that, he made a turn in the air and flipped his body upside down. The tip of Falling Sand was pointed straight down. In the next instant, he twisted his waist forcefully, and his entire body began to spin rapidly. He had executed the move that he had used to kill Shan Bo with the power of the Milky Way.
However, although the sword force was strong when he flew upside down in the air, once his opponent received the sword move, he would have no place to borrow strength and his whole body would be full of flaws. Without two or three breaths' time, it would be difficult to reorganize the sword force. However, in a battle between experts, life and death could be separated by a thin line. How could Chen Wenyuan give him two or three breaths' time?
Sure enough, when he felt the sword essence from Wang Yan's body, Chen Wenyuan narrowed his eyes slightly. Then, he took a deep breath and took a step forward. His body moved back and forth rapidly in the space of an inch, leaving a series of afterimages. At the same time, the Judge's Brush in his hand rapidly pointed upwards like a meteor.
Give Pointers to Rivers and Mountains!
This move was one of Chen Wenyuan's trump cards. It was a combination of the brush technique and the movement technique. The transformation between illusion and reality was divine, the movement technique was the body, and the brush technique was the tool. Once this move was used, it was difficult to distinguish between illusion and reality. It was as if there were seven or eight Chen Wenyuan attacking at the same time. The Judge's Brush in his hand also drew out nearly a hundred afterimages. It was truly magnificent and shocking.
Chen Wenyuan saw that Wang Yan was using his ultimate move and knew that this move would cause great consequences. Therefore, he used his own ultimate move to face it head-on. His goal was to break Wang Yan's move and seize the opportunity to win.
Facing the hundreds of afterimages of the brush, the sword in Wang Yan's hand was like a fish that had entered a net. However, just as the two were about to collide, Wang Yan's Falling Sand shook and rays of sword light rapidly appeared. Within a breath's time, twelve revolving sword lights were produced. Six of them were illusions and six of them were real. It was difficult to distinguish between illusion and reality, and the real sword was hidden within them.
Wang Yan's sword was equally mysterious. However, Chen Wenyuan was a titled expert after all. He was far superior to Shan Bo and the Hundred-faced Ghost. Under the collision of the two's ultimate moves, although Chen Wenyuan's afterimages were broken, Wang Yan's sword light was also broken. In the blink of an eye, only six of the twelve sword lights were left.
Right after that, five consecutive sounds of metal clashing could be heard. Another five sword lights were broken. Wang Yan's hidden sword was revealed. Seeing this, Chen Wenyuan sneered and shouted, "Die!"
Before his voice died away, Chen Wenyuan's body stopped moving. The afterimages of his body immediately dispersed. At the same time, the storm-like momentum of the Judge's Brush abruptly stopped. As the afterimages of the brush disappeared, Chen Wenyuan took a deep breath and the tip of his brush actually lit up with a faint green light. He didn't expect that Chen Wenyuan could actually condense the Brush Light, a technique that only a Clasping Yuan Stage cultivator should have. Even though his Brush Light was still very weak and was far from being as smooth as Chen Tiandao's blade Qi, with this technique, he was worthy of the title of a titled expert.
Puff!
The Judge's Brush stirred up the wind and pierced through the air. After a while, it touched the empty space in front of the Falling Sand. However, in the next moment, a 'ding' sound was heard. The hidden half of Wang Yan's sword immediately appeared. As the sword's edge shook violently, Wang Yan's hand was torn and he could no longer hold the sword.
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