Once the Qilin was enraged, corpses would be strewn everywhere!
The Qilin Arm was the strongest move of the Qilin Clan. There was nothing in the world that it could not break through, let alone Saul. The Heaven Soul and Earth Net that he had exhausted his Soul Energy to build was simply like a spider web in Lu Xuan's eyes. A gentle poke would be able to easily destroy it.
Saul could only watch as Lu Xuan's powerful punch smashed towards him. However, he could no longer retreat. The Hun clan was good at dodging, but they were not good at defending. His block only took less than a moment for Lu Xuan before he was completely incinerated by the raging flames carried by the punch. This extremely powerful punch directly smashed onto his body.
Rumble!
It was like a clap of thunder that resounded through the nine heavens!
Saul's screams were drowned out by this earth-shattering sound. Everyone could only see that Lu Xuan's fist had landed squarely on Saul. Saul's enormous body rapidly shrank. What was being burned wasn't just any ordinary soul power, but Saul's essence soul power, and even more so, his body.
One move, a heavy injury!
"Lu Xuan! I swear I will kill you! " Saul screamed crazily. That punch had almost destroyed half of Saul's body. The origin soul power that he had painstakingly cultivated dissipated a lot at this moment. If he had used this strength to fight against Bing Ling and Little Tanuki, he might have been killed by them.
"If you want to kill me, then show me what you've got!" With the help of the Qilin Arm, Lu Xuan's aura almost reached its peak. It was a pity that the Qilin Arm consumed too much energy. Otherwise, he could have killed Lu Xuan with another punch.
Although Saul was severely injured, Lu Xuan wasn't feeling well either. His left arm was numb. If not for the fact that he had just successfully condensed a transcendent body, Lu Xuan's original body would not have been able to withstand the power of this punch, and his arm would have exploded instantly. In other words, if Lu Xuan had not broken through to the Transcendent level, this punch would not have been so powerful.
It didn't matter that he couldn't use his left arm. Lu Xuan still had the sword in his hand, the sword named Dusty!
Saul had already gone mad. Even if he had to sacrifice his ten thousand years of cultivation, he swore to kill Lu Xuan! As long as he could kill Lu Xuan, seize Lu Xuan's body and devour Lu Xuan's soul, he would still be the strongest person in the Heavenly Sword Continent!
In an instant, he charged back. His enormous body suddenly split into tens of thousands, and with waves of ghostly wails and wolf howls, they uniformly pounced towards Lu Xuan.
"Thousand Ghosts Devour the Soul!"
Lu Xuan swung his sword, and a soaring sword will burst forth. A vast righteous aura of heaven and earth surged out, easily repelling all evil.
"So what if there are ten thousand ghosts? I will suppress as many as they come! Whirlwind! "
Lu Xuan used the Heaven Sword Nine Layers Fourth Style with the Righteous Sword Dao. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and like a hurricane, it rushed towards Saul's incarnation of ten thousand ghosts.
When the souls of the ten thousand ghosts came into contact with the vast sword energy, they were destroyed upon contact. But in the end, there were still many fish that slipped through the net. They broke through Lu Xuan's Sword Qi and went straight for him. Mournful cries rang out, sending chills down anyone's spine.
However, Lu Xuan used his sword as a guide and instantly formed a seal. The tip of his sword flashed like a butterfly, and a thunderbolt seal was instantly formed.
Ten Thousand Thunderbolt Seal!
With Lu Xuan's current attainments, he could directly form a hundred seals! Within a ten meter radius, thunder and lightning filled the area. The ghosts that were attracted by the thunder and lightning were instantly annihilated.
At this moment, Saul was about to go mad with anger. Before, he had been wary of Lu Xuan's many methods, but now he had suffered once again. Whether it was the Qilin Arm Punch or the Whirlwind Scattered Clouds just now, how could an ordinary Transcendent Realm cultivator possess such abilities? He had never expected that after Lu Xuan's Golden Thunder Body and his attainments in Talisman Arrays, he could cause such great damage to him.
[This person simply has no weaknesses!]
However, Lu Xuan did not show any mercy. Relying on the power of the Ten Thousand Thunderbolt Seal, his sword slashed out like a dragon, and the Three Pure Soul Shattering Sword slashed out. This Martial Skill was specially created to deal with the Soul Race. When Lu Xuan used it when he was at the Virtualized Realm, Saul was extremely wary. Now that he was a Transcendent, he could fully display the power of this Sword Skill.
[No matter what stands in my way, I will cut it down.]
Saul started to feel afraid. He wasn't Lu Xuan. He didn't have any Heavenly Emperor's inheritance. He was just an ordinary member of the Soul Race. He didn't have any killing moves, nor did he have any ultimate skills. The reason why he could be so arrogant in the Sky Sword Continent was because his strength far surpassed the Human Race of the Sky Sword Continent. As long as he was an elite Soul Elder, he wouldn't be stopped by a Human Race member of the Sky Sword Continent who was at the Transcendent Realm.
But now, his only advantage had been wiped out. The Human Race had a Transcendent, Lu Xuan. Although he was a newly ascended Transcendent, Lu Xuan's foundation was much stronger than Saul's! A single Qilin Arm Punch was enough to seriously injure Saul. If Saul had a killing move of this level, the people of the Nine Eastern Alliance would have died long ago.
[Since I can't win, I'll run!] Saul was no stranger to this phrase. He was able to cultivate to the level of a Soul Elder with an ordinary body. It was because he cherished his life. He had escaped countless times in exchange for countless chances to survive. Little by little, he had reached the level he was at today.
He could live for ten thousand years in a place like the sealed land. Now that he was free, he could live for another ten thousand years.
Moreover, he believed that Lu Xuan would not be able to stay in the Sky Sword Continent for long. In the Lower Realm, reaching the Transcendent Realm was already the pinnacle. Lu Xuan would go to the Heaven Region sooner or later. Ling Jin, Little Tanuki, and Bing Ling would go too. By the time Lu Xuan and the others left, the Heavenly Sword Continent would still be ruled by Saul after all the top-notch experts of the human race were killed or injured in the battle.
"Today's enmity will be avenged in the future!" Saul said through clenched teeth. His heart was bleeding. He had lost too much in this battle, even more than the battle ten thousand years ago. At that time, he did not face Bing Ling and Duan Hongchen head-on. But this time, he was defeated by Lu Xuan.
Saul's scattered soul power condensed and turned into nine separate souls. They shot out in all directions. He did not believe that Lu Xuan could kill all his clones!
He did not think that Saul would escape so decisively. However, Lu Xuan laughed coldly. They had suffered such heavy losses in this battle. If he let Saul escape, what would he use to pay tribute to Ye Wenjun and the others? What would he use to pay tribute to the twenty-three Divine Talisman Masters who sacrificed their lives?
Seeing Saul's fleeing voice, Lu Xuan said slowly, "I let you escape again and again. This time, you won't be able to escape."
The long sword in the sky was divided into nine!
Lu Xuan received this sword move after he reached the Extraordinary Realm. It was the first time that it appeared in front of the world. The fifth move of the Nine Heavenly Swords — Nine Appearances of the Cloud Dragon!
The Sword Qi traveled 30,000 miles, and the sword light froze 19 provinces! These nine swords contained all of Lu Xuan's lifetime of comprehension.
The first move was the Haoran Swordsmanship, the second move was the Destruction Swordsmanship, the third move was the Slaughter Swordsmanship, the fourth move was the Asura Swordsmanship, the fifth move was the Immortal Swordsmanship, the sixth move was the Five Elements Swordsmanship, the seventh move was the Wind and Thunder Swordsmanship, the eighth move was the Force Swordsmanship, and the ninth move was the Life and Death Swordsmanship!
The sword was like a dragon, and it was bloodthirsty. The nine separate souls were annihilated in an instant.
From then on, Saul would no longer exist in this world.
"Dead? Dead?" Ye Haoran asked uncertainly. Ye Haoran could not be blamed for his performance. Saul's performance had been too strong. Even with so many experts, they could not stop him.
Yet now, Lu Xuan had only used three moves to completely annihilate him, and it was truly too shocking.
Ye Wuhen turned to him and said with a smile, "He's dead. We won. The Human Clan won."
"Hahaha, we won! We won! "Ye Haoran burst into laughter. They had been suppressed for too long! They had been suppressed to the point of despair. But now, they had won!
Ye Haoran turned to Ye Wenyan and shouted excitedly, "Great-grandpa, look, we won …"
His voice came to an abrupt halt as he stared blankly at Ye Wenyan, who was sitting quietly on the ground. His previous excitement instantly disappeared without a trace. With a plop, he knelt down on his knees and kowtowed.
Ye Wenyan, the Sword Scholar, had passed away.
There was a peaceful smile on his face. He was as gentle, kind, and loving as ever. He saw the Human Clan work together. He saw his children work together. He saw the son of the Ye Clan break through to the Extraordinary Realm. He saw Saul of the Soul Clan die.
In his life, he had shouldered far too many burdens. However, he had shouldered this heavy responsibility, and had walked step by step until now. Now, he could finally leave the Alliance of Jiuhua, which he had spent so much effort on. He could leave the land that gave birth to him.
Sikong Zhengqing also died at the same time as Ye Wenyan. The two of them were mortal enemies who had fought for hundreds of years, but in the final moments of their lives, they joined forces for the first time. Even though they were not born on the same year, month, and day, they died on the same year, month, and day. This life was enough for him.
Lu Xuan returned and knelt down silently. At this moment, he couldn't express even one-tenth of his gratitude and respect for Ye Wenyan. Ye Wenyan died for the Human Clan, and also for Lu Xuan. In Lu Xuan's mind, Ye Wenyan was as important as Ye Tian, the Celestial Emperor. It was just that one died for the Human Clan in the Heaven Region, and the other for the Human Clan in the Heavenly Sword.
Ye Wuhen's eyes were red. She said solemnly, "Farewell, Patriarch and Senior Sikong."
Everyone present, including Ling Jin, knelt down and kowtowed.
The first kowtow was for the 28 Divine Talisman Masters who died as sacrifices.
The second kowtow was for Ye Wenjun, the Sword Devil.
The third kowtow was for Ye Wenyan and Sikong Zhengqing, who had burned the last of their lives.
They were all heroes of the Human Clan in the Heavenly Sword! In this battle, all of them were heroes!
The Heavenly Sword Continent had suffered for a long time. But since they had survived the catastrophe ten thousand years ago and today, there would be no one or anything that could defeat the Human Clan in the Heavenly Sword in the future!
Lu Xuan looked up and swore that one day, with his sword in hand, he would slaughter all the Souls in the Heaven Region to pay tribute to the ancestors who had sacrificed their lives for him!
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