"Ding!"
Following a crisp sound, Xia Baquan's figure couldn't help but turn sluggish. However, that lethal attack was still blocked by him without any damage.
"Motherf * cker, if that fellow hadn't told me about this, I would have fallen for his trick!"
Xia Baquan cursed in his heart as he stared at the spirit sword that was circling Qin Yichen. He could not help but break out in cold sweat. If the two fellows who had told him about Qin Yichen's whereabouts had not warned him, he would have been injured even if he had not been hit in a vital spot!
Soon after, Xia Baquan's face darkened.
"Mountain Splitter!"
Xia Baquan stopped looking down on Qin Yichen in the next moment. He waved the giant sword in his hand and green light erupted. It turned into a giant sword that was almost ten feet long. Then, there was a loud boom as the air was compressed and exploded. The sword ferociously pressed down on Qin Yichen.
"Swoosh!"
Qin Yichen gritted his teeth as Xia Baquan's aura locked onto him. His spirit sword turned into a ray of white light as it whizzed out and met the attack head-on.
"Break!"
Xia Baquan's eyes turned fierce as he shouted. Then, the giant green sword came crashing down with a crushing force.
Under this kind of pressure, the sharp Spiritual Sword did not even have the slightest effect of blocking and was forced back. The moment the Spiritual Sword was forced back, a pale color flashed across Qin Yichen's face.
The attack of a mid-stage Emperor Stage cultivator was so terrifying!
"Kid, how dare you use such a petty trick? Die! "
The cold light in Xia Baquan's eyes grew even colder after he forced the spirit sword away. He roared as the giant green sword came crashing down on Qin Yichen's head. Even an ordinary Emperor Stage cultivator would be smashed into a pile of meat paste by the force of the attack!
Qin Yichen's mind and body were tense under this kind of pressure. He slowly closed his eyes as the shadow of death loomed over him. It was as if he had given up on resisting at this moment!
"Qin Yichen!"
Qiao Yuewei, who was hiding in the distance, could not help but exclaim when she saw this scene. She was confident that she could stabilize Qin Yichen's injuries if he was seriously injured. However, if he was smashed into a pile of meat paste, there was nothing she could do even if she had mastered the Moonlight Sacred Physique!
"Hmph!"
Seeing Qin Yichen's reaction, Xia Baquan sneered, and the sinister smile on his face became even more pronounced. Although he was somewhat dissatisfied that this sharp-tongued brat had died so quickly, he was also rushing to the place where the Inheritance was born, and could not be bothered to torment him.
However, in the next moment, Xia Baquan suddenly frowned, because he found that Qin Yichen's arms were stretched back, and his whole body was tilted like a bow.
.. t... Ant..
. "Xia Baquan snorted in his heart. He pressed down with his hand and the giant sword suddenly fell!
"Clang! Clang! "
In an instant, there seemed to be the sound of metal clashing. Then, with a loud bang, the earth trembled and dust filled the sky.
A frightening True Yuan storm crazily unfurled in a manner that could topple mountains and overturn seas. All the weeds and trees within a radius of a few thousand feet were forcefully shattered. In an instant, this area had become unusually spacious and empty. Only the middle area was emitting clouds of dust.
"Hmph. You overestimate yourself!"
Xia Baquan snorted. This time, he did not feel like he had missed. There was a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Ah!"
Qiao Yuewei exclaimed when she saw this scene. She covered her mouth and prepared to run over to rescue Qin Yichen.
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"Cha!"
At this moment, a soft sound suddenly rang out. Immediately, an unusual aura appeared in their senses.
"What's going on?!"
Xia Baquan frowned and stared intently at the dust cloud. Qiao Yuewei also stopped in her tracks when she saw this.
"Crash!"
As a gust of wind blew, the dust in the sky slowly dissipated. The situation at the center of the cloud of dust appeared vaguely in their vision.
At this moment, the area had collapsed to a depth of about ten feet. However, the most shocking thing was that the giant sword shadow did not land on the ground. There seemed to be a figure below it!
"Break!"
Before Xia Baquan could react, a voice filled with ruthlessness rang out like a clap of thunder.
"Boom!"
Soon after, under their shocked gazes, the huge sword shadow was actually sent flying backwards. It scraped a gully that was dozens of feet long on the ground before it dissipated. At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Xia Baquan and Qiao Yuewei from the deep trench.
At this moment, Qin Yichen stood there. Black gas lingered around his arms. From afar, he looked like a demonic god. It was terrifying!
"What … What is this?!"
Xia Baquan's eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared at the rising black gas. Although he did not know what it was, his instincts told him that it was even more ruthless than the evil aura in the Ancient Battlefield!
He even had the urge to run away from this place.
He had a feeling that he could not touch that thing!
While he was distracted, Qin Yichen walked toward him step by step.
Qin Yichen looked like a different person. His body was surrounded by evil aura and his eyes were pitch-black. Anyone who looked at him could not help but tremble in fear.
"Swoosh!"
Then, he stomped his foot, raised his fist, and smashed it toward Xia Baquan.
"Humph!"
Xia Baquan was enraged when he saw that Qin Yichen was ignoring him. He swung the giant sword in his hand at Qin Yichen as he shouted, "Die!"
However, Qin Yichen did not dodge the giant sword. He met it head-on with a punch.
"You're courting death!"
Xia Baquan's face revealed a ferocious expression. He increased the force in his hand, wanting to split Qin Yichen in half.
"Clang! … "
The giant sword and the fist collided, producing a strange sound of metal clashing. Then, Xia Baquan felt a tremendous force pass from the sword to his palm. Blood flowed from the web between his thumb and forefinger, and he almost lost his grip on the giant sword.
"Stomp, stomp, stomp …"
He took three big steps back and looked at Qin Yichen, who had been forced back more than ten steps. His eyes were filled with shock.
One had to know that he was using a sword!
Moreover, the sword was no ordinary weapon. Although it was not as powerful as cutting through iron like mud, it was not far from it. However, it was blocked by Qin Yichen's fists.
What shocked him the most was that he could feel that Qin Yichen's strength was not inferior to his!
He screamed in his heart that it was impossible.
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