The gazes of Yi Xiang and the rest all landed on Qin Wentian, only to see a few of them walking towards Qin Wentian.
"Brother Qin, don't blame us if you don't know what's good for you." Yi Xiang faintly spoke, as killing intent gushed forth from him. He wanted to see, Qin Wentian was just an ignorant brat from a small country. What qualifications did he have to be so arrogant? He didn't even know about the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan and the other transcendent powers of the Nine Continents.
"Bzzz." Yi Xiang and the rest moved, releasing their Astral Souls.
Qin Wentian's countenance was ice-cold. How could he hand over the Stellar Fruits that were already in his hands? His long hair fluttered in the wind as demonic qi gushed forth. The blood in his body surged as the blood-colored runes in his body pulsated, containing a terrifying power within.
"DIE!" The two of them simultaneously rushed over. Mo Qingcheng wanted to move, but Qin Wentian spoke in a low voice, "Leave it to me."
As the sound of his voice faded, his silhouette transformed into a series of afterimages, instantly colliding with his opponents. Lifting his palms, he blasted out a terrifying palm imprint.
The fourth stance of the Thousand Hands Imprint, Kuji Imprint.
In the instant that the palm imprint blasted out, the space became deathly silent, burying everything in its path. Moreover, that terrifying gigantic palm imprint even contained an incomparably sharp Sword Will. He had blasted out the Withered Silence Imprint with his Sword Divine Origin Energy.
The countenances of the two attacking Qin Wentian froze. They could feel the pressure of that palm imprint pressing down on them, causing them to feel as though they were suffocating. It was as though the only thing left in this world was that ancient palm imprint, capable of destroying everything.
The spectators stared at the palm imprint, feeling their hearts trembling in fear. This ancient palm imprint contained a terrifying amount of energy, and was even glowing with a blood-colored light, exuding the will of a king.
Yi Xiang and his opponent had nowhere else to retreat, and could only use their strongest attacks to defend. However, a thunderous rumbling sound rang out as Yi Xiang's arm was instantly destroyed. A look of terror flashed in his eyes as the terrifying Kuji Imprint engulfed him. Their bodies were directly crushed into pieces, not even their bones remained.
"How powerful."
Everyone's gazes froze. That mudra just now was probably at the level of a mid-grade Earth Level spell, and it was extremely powerful. Yi Xiang and Ye Futian probably didn't even have time to reveal their trump cards before they were killed.
Staring at the young man standing there, his long hair turned black, incomparably demonic. The demonic aura exuding from him was extremely intense, and the blood in his body churned intensely, as though he was a king looking down on the world.
It was just that the youth was still young. If he was a bit more mature and stronger, the aura of a king would be even more impactful. The power of his bloodline might be an extremely powerful bloodline.
The countenances of Qian Mengyu and the others from the Greencloud Pavilion were all extremely fascinating. Qian Mengyu silently mused that she had still underestimated Qin Wentian's combat prowess.
Qin Wentian could feel the blood-red runes within his body pulsating, and he felt a surge of power coursing through his body. The blood-red runes contained a bloodline power that could be directly fused into his attacks, releasing a terrifying might.
"So what if you've obtained the Star Fruits? Can't you see the current situation clearly? Do you think the Swallow Swordsmen will bring you into the Celestial Pond? Take a look at the number of experts behind you. " Qin Wentian swept his gaze across the crowd, causing their countenances to stiffen as they turned their heads to glance at him, their hearts filled with trepidation.
"Don't be a bridal gown for others. If you insist on being stubborn, I'm afraid all of you will die here." An ancient halberd appeared in Qin Wentian's hands as he stabbed it into the ground beside him.
"What arrogant words."
Upon hearing Qin Wentian's words, Mu Baifei indifferently remarked. His white robes fluttered in the wind as sword Qi gushed forth from him, as he stared at Qin Wentian.
"Capture him." Mu Baifei spat out another command, his voice as calm as ever. The arrogance of a Swallow Swordsman was just as strong as ever.
The two swordsmen beside him walked towards Qin Wentian, releasing their Astral Souls. Sword Qi gushed forth from their bodies as they pointed towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian stared at the two swordsmen. Wielding the ancient halberd in his hands, he similarly stepped forward. With every step he took, the aura he exuded grew stronger and stronger. His eyes seemed to be able to cause people to sink into them.
The two white-robed swordsmen stabbed out with their fingers. Sword Qi gushed forth, tearing apart the void as tens of thousands of beams of sword light swept forth.
Qin Wentian's ancient halberd danced in the air as the Xuanwu Shadow flickered, unmoving.
"Hmph." The two Swallow Swordsmen coldly laughed. Pointing their fingers in the air, two resplendent swords slashed downwards, wanting to cleave apart the void.
Blood-colored inscriptions danced about, fusing into the innate technique. Qin Wentian's defense grew even stronger as a crimson glow flickered within. He took another step forward, not retreating but advancing instead, suppressing his opponent.
The Swallow Swordsmen coldly snorted as they similarly advanced forward. Both their hands slashed out horizontally as the intertwining beams of sword light grew increasingly stronger.
In that instant, Qin Wentian's ancient halberd exploded outwards. The Xuanwu Turtle howled in rage as it dashed forwards. A crimson glow engulfed the heavens and earth, blocking all the sword Qi. Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as his ancient halberd transformed into a resplendent beam of light, breaking apart all obstructions.
The two swordsmen placed their palms behind their backs and instantly unsheathed their swords. This was the first time the swords of the swordsmen had been unsheathed. Silvery light flashed, piercing the eyes of the onlookers.
The two swords simultaneously pierced out, colliding with the ancient halberd. A terrifying sword Qi hurricane howled in the air as the surging energy from the ancient halberd caused the swords to tremble. The swordsmen were forced to retreat, their countenances involuntarily stiffening. The power contained within Qin Wentian's attack was truly terrifying.
However, in the blink of an eye, their swords danced about once more as the Sword Qi they emitted grew increasingly stronger. The two swordsmen were akin to streaks of light as they slashed out.
Mu Baifei glanced at the ancient halberd in Qin Wentian's hands. That was obviously a Divine Weapon, and it could amplify the already powerful attacks of Qin Wentian even further.
Mu Baifei's silhouette was like the wind, the humming of his sword as he unsheathed it. His sword was like a shadow of light, striking out at the same time as the other two swordsmen. From three different angles, three beams of light shot out, aiming to reap away Qin Wentian's life.
"What an undeserved reputation." Ouyang Kuangsheng spat out as a look of disdain appeared on his face.
The Swallow Swordsmen were proficient in their attacks, yet they were still suppressed by Qin Wentian. Now, three against one, even if they won, the one to lose face would be Mu Baifei.
Mu Baifei obviously knew that his actions this time around wouldn't be very honorable. Hence, he had to take Qin Wentian's life with this strike.
Qin Wentian felt an intense sense of danger. Brandishing the ancient halberd in his hands, he didn't unleash any innate techniques, but rather, used it to block the incoming attack. Indeed, although Mu Baifei's sword seemed to be far away, it had already collided with the ancient halberd. If Qin Wentian had been a step slower, the sword would have pierced through his throat.
Borrowing the force of the impact, Qin Wentian executed the Garuda Movement Technique. His footwork was incomparably exquisite, as he retreated like a phantom. The swords of the other two swordsmen pierced through Qin Wentian's body. The terrifying whistling sound of their swords scraped against Qin Wentian's face, causing him to feel a little sticky.
Qin Wentian, who was retreating, touched his face. There was a drop of blood on it, an injury caused by the sword Qi earlier.
"Swallow Swordsmen?" Qin Wentian inclined his head, staring at the three in front of him. An expression of mockery could be seen on his face as he coldly stated, "Merely so-so."
As he spoke, the expressions on the faces of the spectators turned extremely fascinating. Qin Wentian's strength was indeed very powerful, to be able to block an attack from Mu Baifei and his two companions.
Mu Baifei raised his sword horizontally, as he calmly replied, "Is that so?"
As the sound of his voice faded, the sword Qi from his body exploded forth, becoming even stronger.
Upon witnessing this scene, on the other side, several people walked towards Mo Qingcheng. Mo Qingcheng was the companion of Qin Wentian, she should also have some Yuan Meteor Stones on her.
However, a silhouette suddenly appeared in front of Mo Qingcheng. This silhouette was clad in black, and her exquisite figure gave off a breathtaking feeling. Qin Wentian wanted to take a look at her face, yet she was wearing a conical bamboo hat and a veil covering her face. There was no way to see her true features, only a pair of bright eyes could be seen.
When this silhouette appeared, a group of people dressed in the same attire appeared beside her, standing in front of Mo Qingcheng, as though they were intentionally protecting her.
However, other than the person in the lead, the others didn't conceal their faces.
"Those from the Mystic Moon Hall want to join in the fun as well?" Mu Baifei's countenance flashed with a strange light as he stared at the situation. Those from the Mystic Moon Hall had always been mysterious, and the innate techniques they cultivated were all extremely unique. Hence, the majority of them were female.
The Mystic Moon Hall of the Spirit Continent was one of the transcendent powers of the Grand Xia Empire.
Qin Wentian was initially worried about Mo Qingcheng, but upon seeing the appearance of those from the Mystic Moon Hall, he heaved a sigh of relief. However, he couldn't help but feel puzzled in his heart. Mo Qingcheng was someone from Chu, and it was impossible for her to have any interactions with the Mystic Moon Hall of the Nine Continents.
"A woman from the Mystic Moon Hall?"
Shiki from the Beast King Hall stared at Mo Qingcheng as his eyes brightened. At this moment, although Mo Qingcheng was concealing her true appearance, he had seen the beautiful side of Mo Qingcheng. Now that he saw the guards from the Mystic Moon Hall standing in front of her, he immediately assumed that Mo Qingcheng was an important character from the Mystic Moon Hall.
"Hehe, go." Shiki coldly stated. Instantly, those from the Beast King Hall lunged forward, as a terrifying demonic qi permeated the air.
"A bunch of vile beasts." Someone from the Mystic Moon Hall mocked. In the Beast King Hall, there were many who possessed the bloodline of beastmen. This mocking voice caused them to go even more berserk, as both sides instantly clashed against each other.
"You are mine." Shiki dashed towards Mo Qingcheng, his demonic qi billowing. Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold light as she released her Astral Souls. Her beautiful wings shone with a resplendent light. Her cultivation base was at the Yuanfu Realm, and although her Yuanfu was sealed, she still had an advantage when compared to cultivators at the Arterial Circulation Realm.
Qin Wentian gazed in the direction of Shiki, as a terrifying glint of light flickered in his eyes. In his heart, he had already sentenced Shiki to death for betraying him.
Shiki opened his mouth and swallowed a Stellar Fruit. A terrifying sword Qi tore through the air as the Swallow Swordsmen walked over.
"It's still not too late if you guys stop now," Qin Wentian coldly stated as he stared at the three of them. He was worried that Mo Qingcheng would be in trouble.
"Today, you will die for sure." Mu Baifei calmly stated, his tone filled with certainty.
The three of them acted together to deal with Qin Wentian. If Qin Wentian didn't die, where would his reputation go? In the future, he wouldn't be able to lift his head up high in front of his peers in the Nine Continents.
Right now, all of them only had one foot in Yuanfu. In just a year or two more, the Nine Continents would be the place for people of their generation to shine.
"Since you want to die, I shall grant you your wish." Qin Wentian stabbed the ancient halberd in his hands into the ground beside him. Abruptly, a terrifying storm of sword Qi gushed forth from his body.
To the astonishment of the crowd, Qin Wentian's entire body shimmered with resplendent astral swords. Countless swords enveloped Qin Wentian, emitting a humming sound as a fearsome sharpness permeated the air.
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