The change in Yan Potian was obvious in the eyes of many discerning people. They looked at each other in dismay, revealing expressions of shock.
When they saw him attacking the Sword God without hesitation, everyone's hearts were in their throats.
Roar!
Yan Potian let out a long roar, like a dragon's roar, his aura surging like a rainbow. The mocking expression on the Sword God's face faded quite a bit as the Nameless Sword pierced down from the sky.
Under the sunlight, the crack on the Nameless Sword was especially dazzling.
Every time the Sword God saw this crack, he would uncontrollably recall the scene in the Sky Cavern. Tang Zheng had fused with the sword soul, and with a single move, he had actually caused a crack to appear on the Nameless Sword.
The damage to the Nameless Sword that had accompanied him for decades was an eternal pain in his heart.
The Sword God loved the sword like a fool, and was often jokingly called a fool. With his sword damaged, his mood could be imagined, and the depth of his resentment towards Tang Zheng could also be imagined.
This was something that had never happened before, causing his mind to tremble at that time. He pulled his disciple Qi Sha and retreated.
What he did not know was that the sword was not done by Tang Zheng, but was controlled by Chi You's heart, causing it to be overused.
At this moment, he saw that Tang Zheng had helped Yan Potian raise his cultivation with a light finger, so he became even more determined to get rid of Tang Zheng.
"Tang Zheng, you killed my disciple, the Sword Thirteen, then you must have seen his Thirteen Swords. Today, I will use the Thirteen Swords to defeat this person, and let you know the power of my Sword Pavilion's sword techniques, and pay tribute to my disciple's soul."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Nameless Sword turned into two, two into four … In the end, it became thirteen swords. This was not a real sword, but thirteen sword Qis that slashed towards Yan Potian in one go.
The Thirteen Swords only had a total of thirteen moves, and they cycled endlessly. The Sword God was a level higher than the Sword Thirteen, so when the thirteen moves were used together, they became thirteen sword Qis.
Puff puff puff!
The air was split into several parts by the Thirteen Swords, shooting in all directions. The space in front of Yan Potian became a vacuum.
Boom!
Yan Potian's fist struck the vacuum, rumbling like thunder. Sword Qi and fist shadows surged, and a faint golden light flickered within the fist shadows.
Yan Potian's heart trembled as he stared at the golden light that occasionally flashed in disbelief. This was a phenomenon that had never appeared before. This golden light was both familiar and unfamiliar.
But without a doubt, because of this flickering golden light, its power had increased greatly.
"This must be the energy that Tang Zheng injected into my body, but what exactly is it, to actually raise my Dragon Form Method by so much?" Yan Potian muttered in his heart.
Fist shadows and Sword Qi intertwined, filling the sky with Qi energy. Many of the spectators were still weak, so they were forced to gasp for breath. Their faces were pale as they retreated.
However, many experts stared at the two of them as if they had understood something.
A life and death battle between experts of this level was rare. It could give people a lot of insights. This was something that couldn't be bought with money. Naturally, they wouldn't miss this good opportunity.
Inside the house, a group of women held their breaths as they watched the battle. Without a doubt, the shock that this brought to some of them could be imagined.
Other than Martial and Empyrean Fairy who were calm and collected, the expressions of the others were very interesting.
They finally understood what Tang Zheng meant by his words earlier.
Someone had come, but not as a guest, but as an enemy of life and death.
They gradually experienced the stormy seas that Tang Zheng had experienced in his life, and all sorts of feelings welled up in their hearts.
Empyrean Fairy had long seen through Tang Zheng's intentions, so she said as if nothing had happened: "Look carefully, the storms and waves he will experience in the future will only be greater and more terrifying than this. Therefore, staying by his side, she would never feel monotonous. His life was an adventure filled with endless excitement. You have to adjust your mentality, otherwise you will be frightened again and again. Presumably, Tang Zheng doesn't want to see this. "
These were all smart people. They finally guessed the reason why Tang Zheng had left them to watch the battle. This was a preventive measure, and also a symbolic signal — — if they could adapt to this kind of scene and life, then Tang Zheng would bring them along to see the scenery of life.
Mu Hongyan's cheeks were slightly red. The other women all had an unclear relationship with Tang Zheng. If they were to say that he would bring them along to see the scenery of life, there would naturally be no problem.
But he had left her behind. Could it be … … there was some kind of thought-provoking deep meaning behind this?
Thinking to this point, Mu Hongyan's little heart began to beat violently. She then took a deep breath and suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her heart.
She secretly blamed herself. What was wrong with her? She was like a little girl who had never experienced anything.
"Master, can Nanna also become this powerful in the future?" Nanna was not afraid at all. She was enjoying the battle with great interest, as if she was watching a movie.
When the Empyrean Fairy heard this, she revealed a gentle smile and firmly said, "You won't become as powerful as them. Instead, you will definitely be more powerful than them, and more than just a little."
"Wow, that's great. Nanna will become powerful and then protect Big Brother." The little girl waved her small pink fist and cheered happily.
Seeing that the two of them were unable to determine the winner for a while, Tang Zheng's gaze swept through the crowd and locked onto an enemy that made him particularly jealous — — Song Yu.
Song Yu had gone against him time and time again. At the martial arts assembly, she had used the Spirit Transformation Pill to harm him in an attempt to let him die at the hands of the werewolves. Later on, she had targeted him time and time again, and even had designs on Ye Dingdang. Therefore, Tang Zheng had long since had the intention to kill her.
In the past, Song Yu was like a turtle hiding in its shell. Now that he had the support of the Sword God, he walked out fearlessly.
Tang Zheng laughed coldly, his figure flashed, and the War Soul Sword looked down from above, cleanly slashing down at Song Yu.
"Protect me!"
Song Yu's first reaction was not to counterattack, but to seek the protection of others. She even had to flee in panic and hide behind the crowd. Song Yu had long since lost the thought of competing with Tang Zheng, so she obediently ran away, which was the best way to save her life.
"Arrogant brat, stop!" Song Jia Nan had been staring at the battle the entire time, but he suddenly reacted. With a wave of his arm, he attacked Tang Zheng.
The Thousand Needles Broken Bone Hand was ever-changing, and had once caused Tang Zheng to suffer a lot.
This time, Tang Zheng had long been on guard against him, so with a flash of sword light, the War Soul Sword slashed towards that hand.
Song Jia Nan was originally at the fourth level of the Grand Master Stage, but after Tang Zheng used the Sky Swallowing Technique to absorb two levels of his cultivation, he was reduced to the second level of the Grand Master Stage.
At the same time, Tang Zheng's strength had greatly increased, and he had already reached the fifth level of the Gold Core Stage. Their fighting strength could be imagined, and there was no need to compare. Even a blind person could see that Tang Zheng was much more powerful.
When the sword light fell, Song Jia Nan's arm could no longer move forward. Otherwise, he would definitely end up with a broken arm. Forced to retreat, he was forced to retreat.
As soon as they exchanged blows, the two sides were able to determine the winner, which was unexpected. Especially the people from the Ye and Chu families, their expressions were especially interesting.
They knew very little about the changes in Tang Zheng during this period of time, so they were at a loss for what to do.
Tang Zheng's aura was like a rainbow as he pounced on his opponent.
Song Jia Nan fought and retreated, in a sorry state. His face and ears were red, like a monkey's butt.
Seeing that Tang Zheng was chasing after him again, he did not care about the dignity of the head of the family. He actually grabbed a few of his subordinates around him and threw them at Tang Zheng, trying to stop him from chasing after him.
Tang Zheng easily dodged, and the War Soul Sword stabbed straight at Song Jia Nan's back.
"Save me!"
Song Jia Nan was really disgraced. He had no choice but to directly call for help. He and Song Yu were like family, with a kind of demeanor.
When the Ye and Chu families saw this, they looked at each other. As an ally, they were ashamed.
But if Song Jia Nan died, it would be even more tragic for them.
After all, they were here to help the Song Clan. Moreover, if Song Jianan died, then wouldn't Tang Zheng turn around to deal with them? Wouldn't that be terrible?
Of course, they had firm confidence that the Sword God would win. At that time, there would be no chance for Tang Zheng to jump around. The Sword God was Song Yu's master. If they did not help the Song family now, then they would not be able to bear the consequences.
Therefore, no matter what, they could not stay out of this.
"Tang Zheng, stop!" Ye Xuanji roared, and took the lead to charge towards Tang Zheng, trying to stop him. Chu Mingxuan was not willing to fall behind, and attacked as well.
Ye Xuanji had been cultivating wholeheartedly for the past half a year, and his cultivation had increased from the first level of the Grandmaster Stage to the second level of the Grandmaster Stage. If it wasn't for Tang Zheng, he wouldn't even be able to cross the threshold of the Grandmaster Stage, but he didn't know how to be grateful at all.
After the death of the previous Patriarch, Chu Chongyang, Chu Mingxuan also worked hard, and actually managed to reach the first level of the Great Master Stage. The three Great Master Stage experts surrounded and attacked Tang Zheng.
Song Jia Nan was lucky enough to escape and heaved a sigh of relief. He was shocked in his heart, the growth of this brat's power was getting more and more abnormal, he was obviously stronger than last time.
Ye Xuanji and Chu Mingxuan worked together to attack. Ye Xuanji used a sword and Chu Mingxuan used a blade, and it was the Sunset Blade Technique that was passed down in their family. Tang Zheng had already experienced the Sunset Blade Technique from Chu Chongyang, and was well aware of its power.
Facing several Master level experts, Tang Zheng did not dare to be careless as he thrust out his sword. Shua shua shua, the Heaven Flying Immortal Sword Technique was nimble and elegant, just like an immortal. His sword attack was like a flying immortal, causing the two to be unable to defend against it.
Although the Heavenly Fairy Swordsmanship was not the best swordsmanship in the eyes of the Fairy of the Ninth Heaven, it was the most exquisite swordsmanship in the eyes of Ye and Chu. When the sword came, it gave people the illusion that it was unstoppable.
"Roar!"
"Kill!"
However, the two of them were resolute people after all. With a loud roar, they dispelled the strange thoughts in their hearts. The large blade slashed down, like a setting sun descending from the sky. The large blade glowed with sunlight, and its aura was terrifying.
Ever since Ye Xuanji saw Ye Dingdang's Wind Chasing Sword Technique, he seemed to have comprehended something. His attainments in sword arts had increased by another level, which was why he was able to break through to the second level of the Great Master Stage.
Ding, Dingdang. Clang!
The swords and blades clashed, creating a series of intense sparks. The people who were standing close to them were injured by the sword Qi and retreated in panic.
However, there were two people who did not retreat. Yan Qishan and Qin Batian looked at each other and rushed forward without hesitation.
"Bullying us with numbers, do you really think we don't have anyone left?"
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