Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Tsk tsk, I'll let you experience true despair before I let you die!"
Ling Tuya laughed sinisterly. The four sword rays became even more dazzling and sharp enough to tear anything apart.
The sword rays were as fast as lightning and eventually landed on Qin Yichen's limbs.
He wanted to break his limbs and wash away his stain in front of everyone. He wanted to let everyone know that he, Ling Tuya, was not to be offended!
"Buzz!"
Amidst the sharp sound of the wind breaking, an obscure sound suddenly rang out. Some of the people who were watching the boundary suddenly narrowed their eyes.
They saw that Qin Yichen, who was originally gasping for breath, was now standing straight. The most frightening thing was that there was a pair of strange arm guards on his hands.
The pair of arm guards did not look conspicuous, and no one knew what material they were made of. However, the black gas that lingered on them made countless people's hearts palpitate. They even had the illusion that their minds were being devoured.
As the black Qi rose, a ruthless and powerful aura also spread out, causing people to involuntarily want to avoid it.
At this moment, the sinister smile on Ling Tuya's face suddenly froze. He stared at Qin Yichen in disbelief.
This was because he saw that the four sword rays that could easily cut Qin Yichen's body had stopped and could not move forward!
And these four sword beams were actually grasped by two hands covered in black Qi!
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Bam! "
Then, the two hands clenched, and the four sword rays that seemed to be able to cut through everything were crushed.
"Hiss … How is this possible?!"
Seeing this scene, someone immediately let out a cry of surprise.
Ling Tuya's heart trembled as he looked at Qin Yichen in disbelief. At this moment, the latter also slowly raised his head. Only then did Ling Tuya realize that the latter's eyes were also filled with black gas, as if they were burning with raging black flames!
At this moment, Qin Yichen's body was surrounded by a black aura. His entire body was filled with a ruthless aura, making him look like a demon god that had walked out of hell. It was a soul-stirring sight.
At this moment, Ling Tuya actually felt a sense of fear in his heart.
This was the first time he felt fear ever since he obtained the inheritance of Saint Canglan.
Even when he faced Sacred Master Radiance, he did not have such a feeling.
However, at that moment, he was terrified. He even wanted to flee.
Although he did not want to admit it, his instincts were telling him to stay away from the black gas.
This thought flashed through his mind. In the next moment, Ling Tuya's heart was filled with rage as he roared, "Despicable brat!"
"Die!"
Holding the Canglan Sacred Sword, he charged at Qin Yichen with Saintly Might. It seemed that only by killing Qin Yichen could he wash away the humiliation in his heart.
"Ha!"
Qin Yichen's lips curled into a cold smile as he looked at Ling Tuya, who was blinded by anger.
Facing Ling Tuya, who was holding the Canglan Sacred Sword, Qin Yichen actually charged forward and grabbed the blade of the Canglan Sacred Sword.
"What is he doing? Is he trying to snatch the Sacred Weapon with his bare hands?!"
When they saw this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath. Their eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion.
Even Taihao Sacred Master and the Pavilion Master of Tianya Pavilion could not remain calm.
"No, he's not doing it with his bare hands …"
Only the messenger from Saint Martial City quickly focused his attention on Qin Yichen's arms, which were filled with the densest black gas.
It was a pair of arm guards. Even he could not tell what material they were made of.
Although the arm protector did not appear to be very eye-catching, the black aura lingering around the arm protector caused his heart to palpitate.
"That black gas …"
For the first time, the messenger from Saint Martial City had a cautious and worried look in his eyes.
He sensed an ominous and evil aura from the black gas.
He could even clearly perceive that after the appearance of this pair of armguards, Qin Yichen's whole aura had changed.
He was no longer calm and indifferent, but violent and murderous!
At this moment, the two of them had already come into contact with each other …
"Clang!" "…"
Just when everyone thought that Qin Yichen's hands were about to be cut off, the Canglan Sacred Sword cut on the fist that was covered in black gas, and it actually made a sound of metal clashing, as if it had cut on a piece of iron.
Of course, it could not be just a piece of metal. Even if it was an incredible Spiritual Weapon, it would definitely be chopped off by the Canglan Sacred Sword.
However, it was just a fist!
"How is this possible?!"
This scene made Ling Tuya absent-minded for a moment.
"This is a good chance!"
Of course, Qin Yichen would not let go of this excellent opportunity. He opened his fist and grabbed the blade of the Canglan Sacred Sword.
"You're courting death!"
Ling Tuya came to his senses and instantly activated his Holy Aura. He followed the Canglan Sacred Sword and pressed it down on Qin Yichen.
"Ha!"
The corner of Qin Yichen's mouth once again lifted into a mocking arc. The black Qi followed his palm and climbed up the body of the Canglan Sacred Sword.
"Tsk tsk!" "Tsk …"
Suddenly, an ear-piercing sound came from the Canglan Sacred Sword. The sword, which was originally shining with Holy Light, showed signs of being corroded after coming into contact with the black gas.
Moreover, the corrosion happened very quickly. In an instant, the entire sword was covered with a layer of black gas. The black gas quickly spread to the tip of the sword and extended to Ling Tuya's palm.
"Ah! … "
Suddenly, an inhuman scream came from Ling Tuya's mouth. He quickly retreated, not even caring about the Canglan Sacred Sword.
His pupils dilated as he stared at the hand holding the sword.
There was a wisp of black gas lingering on his palm. He activated his Holy Aura, wanting to annihilate the black gas. However, the black gas was not to be outdone. It swallowed the Holy Aura and quickly strengthened itself.
In just a moment, the original wisp of black gas turned into a ball that surrounded Ling Tuya's palm and gradually spread to his arm …
"No! No! … "
Ling Tuya screamed as he watched his palm being corroded by the black gas until only the bones were left. Then, he gritted his teeth and condensed his Holy Aura into a blade, cutting off his palm that was covered in black gas.
The whole process happened in a very short time. Many people had not even recovered from the shock of Qin Yichen withstanding the sword when they saw the Canglan Sacred Sword in Ling Tuya's hand being taken away by Qin Yichen. Ling Tuya quickly retreated and cut off one of his hands. Blood spurted out.
At this moment, the originally noisy scene had strangely quieted down. Only the sound of the wind and the dumbfounded faces remained.
Their eyes were filled with shock, astonishment, and even doubt and confusion.
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