The warhorses galloped forward, trampling the snow. Their long spears emitted a terrifying sharpness. Even before they arrived, their spears had already pierced out, resembling a venomous dragon, emitting a sharp whistling sound as they dashed towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian took a step forward, causing the snow on the ground to explode. A raging wind gusted as a powerful aura erupted forth from his body. At this moment, he stood tall and straight, and every step he took contained a formless, majestic aura.
"Chi … …" Two long spears shot towards him from the left and right. Qin Wentian stomped on the ground again, causing the riders on their warhorses to feel a strong gust of wind buffeting them. Their eyes involuntarily narrowed. To think that Qin Wentian could actually unleash such a powerful aura.
Abruptly, their long spears were grasped by a terrifying force.
"Scram."
The terrifying force caused their bodies to be flung through the air, slamming into the riders behind them. In an instant, all of them fell off their warhorses.
Qin Wentian walked slowly through the snow, his gaze sweeping towards Yanaro, Bai Qingsong, and the rest. He didn't expect that Bai Qingsong from the Bai Clan would actually appear here.
Yet another group of warhorses galloped forward, only to hear Yanaro calmly saying, "Let me do it."
The riders halted, and Yanaro galloped forward, arriving in front of Qin Wentian as he stared down at the silhouette on the ground.
"Two consecutive times, yet you still haven't died. Today, I shall grant you your wish," Yanaro calmly stated. Back then, with his cultivation base at the 7th level of Arterial Circulation, he couldn't even deal with Qin Wentian, and had always felt ashamed of himself. Now, his innate techniques were even stronger than before, and his cultivation base had already reached the peak of the 7th level, with the possibility of opening his 8th meridian at any time.
His combat prowess was a notch higher than before. Today, he would let Qin Wentian die under his sword.
Sword-type Astral Soul was released. This was Yanaro's 2nd Astral Soul, originating from the 3rd Heavenly Layer. A terrifying sword Qi gushed forth from his body, and his eyes were akin to unsheathed swords.
The falling snowflakes in the air were actually shattered by this sharp sword.
"Yanaro's Broken Sword Incantation has already been cultivated to the third level. There's no suspense in this battle. Even if Qin Wentian's combat prowess has improved by leaps and bounds, he will still die in Yanaro's hands." A young knight stated as he witnessed the scene, causing the spectators to nod their heads in agreement.
"He should have died a long time ago." Bai Qingsong's eyes flashed with a cold light. It was a miracle that Qin Wentian was still alive today.
"Bai Qingsong, Wentian has already dared to face an entire army head-on, while you and your daughter, Autumn Snow, can only drag out an ignoble existence under someone else's roof." Qin Chuan sarcastically replied, his words causing Bai Qingsong's countenance to turn even colder. He stared at Qin Chuan and stated, "When he's dead, you won't be saying this anymore."
Yanaro sat down on his warhorse, as he took a step forward. Sword Qi whistled through the air as he lunged towards Qin Wentian. Between the two of them, the snowflakes no longer drifted down.
"Since you wish for death so much, today, I shall grant you your wish." Yanaro's hands formed a sword incantation, as a terrifying sword intent gushed forth from his fingertips.
"What a powerful aura." The spectators watched as Yanaro slowly advanced, while Qin Wentian stood there, as though he could be destroyed at any moment.
"You, are not worthy." Qin Wentian took a step forward, causing the snow on the ground to shatter as a terrifying aura gushed forth. This aura didn't belong to any other power, it belonged only to him.
Although Qin Wentian didn't have any absolute combat prowess, the aura he exuded was akin to that of a peerless expert, exuding an aura of carefree and unrestrained confidence.
"Huh?" Yanaro furrowed his brows, but soon after, a smile appeared on his face.
"Aura? That's nothing but a flash in the pan, unable to withstand a single blow. " Yanaro continued walking forwards, and with every step he took, a powerful sword Qi could be felt tearing apart the air, shooting towards Qin Wentian. The accumulated snow on the ground, as well as the snowflakes around him, were all shredded into pieces.
"Is that so?" Qin Wentian released his first Astral Soul, the Heavenly Hammer Astral Soul. At the same time, an Astral Heavenly Hammer appeared in his hands, as he calmly stood there, akin to a towering mountain. No matter how violent the sword Qi was, he wouldn't budge.
At the same time, the aura of the 6th level of Arterial Circulation gushed forth from Qin Wentian. His eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky, piercing towards Yanaro, causing Yanaro's eyes to tremble.
Within Qin Wentian's eyes, Yanaro could see an intense sense of self-confidence, determination, and even arrogance. Such a gaze would cause people to involuntarily feel how insignificant they were.
"Boom." Qin Wentian took a step forwards, causing Yanaro's heart to tremble involuntarily.
"I don't believe it. Even if he's at the 6th level of Arterial Circulation, how can he shake me?" Yanaro silently stated in his heart, as he continued stepping forwards. The sword Qi howled in rage, as though it was about to solidify. The shattering snowflakes caused the hearts of the spectators to tremble.
"There's no suspense at all in this battle. Qin Wentian will die for sure." The spectators silently speculated in their hearts as they felt Yanaro's aura. They had no way to sense how much pressure Qin Wentian exerted on Yanaro with a casual step. They had no way to understand why Qin Wentian's steps were so resolute and confident.
It was as though Qin Wentian knew that he wouldn't be defeated.
Finally, when the distance between the two of them was only a single step, Yanaro jabbed out with his finger, causing numerous short swords to materialize in the air, before explosively shooting out.
Hence, everything would be destroyed by this finger. Qin Wentian would die for sure.
"Boom." The Heavenly Hammer in Qin Wentian's hands smashed out without any fancy moves. When Yanaro saw this, he suddenly felt as though he was in an illusion. It was as though an entire mountain range was pressing down on him, gathering a boundless amount of energy as it blasted towards him, wanting to completely bury him alive.
"No …" Yanaro's aura dissipated. At this moment, Qin Wentian gave him the impression that he was a peerless expert, and that Qin Wentian wanted to crush him to death.
"Rumble!"
The Heavenly Hammer smashed into the short swords, causing them to shatter at the same time. Yanaro retreated a few steps, while Qin Wentian took another step forward as he blasted out with his palm.
"What's going on?" The expressions of the crowd froze when they saw this scene. Yanaro was actually at a disadvantage. Not only that, Qin Wentian's attack was filled with boundless might. Although Qin Wentian's attack wasn't strong, it was as though it was an innate technique capable of destroying the Heavens and Earth.
Yanaro lifted his palms to attack, yet his aura had completely dissipated. Cracking sounds rang out as his palms trembled violently. Qin Wentian had grabbed hold of his arm, causing Yanaro's countenance to change.
"Earlier, this was the arm that pointed at my father. Now, I want it to be broken."
Qin Wentian roared. With a flick of his palms, Yanaro screamed in agony as one of his arms was broken by Qin Wentian.
"How is this possible?" The expressions of the crowd stiffened. The powerful Yanaro actually had his arm broken by Qin Wentian in a single strike?
This caused the crowd to be unable to react. Even those escorting Qin Chuan didn't expect this to happen.
"YOU DARE!" Several enraged roars echoed out at the same time, as the warhorses galloped towards Qin Wentian. At the same time, a silhouette soared through the air, soaring through the air.
Evidently, there was a Yuanfu Realm cultivator among the escorting troops.
Qin Wentian inclined his head and stared at the sky, only to see the silhouette of the Yuanfu Realm cultivator blasting out an ancient imprint towards him, transforming into a life-reaping halo. However, at the same time, the silhouette of a gigantic arm appeared in the air, slamming towards the life-reaping halo. An explosive sound echoed out as the arm and halo exploded at the same time. After which, a silhouette soared through the air, blocking the path of the Yuanfu Realm cultivator.
"Celestial Arm Fist, who are you?" The Yuanfu Realm cultivator glared at the silhouette, his eyes gleaming with sharpness.
That silhouette calmly replied, "Qin Wentian, you are not allowed to move."
"Today, he dared to break out of the prison. He shall be executed." The eyes of that silhouette gleamed with a golden light, incomparably sharp.
At the same time, the warhorses on the ground transformed into a hurricane, dashing towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian's silhouette abruptly moved. Stomping on the ground, his silhouette transformed into a shadow as he dashed forward. At the same time, a silver-colored long spear appeared in his hands.
"DIE!" Qin Wentian's eyes gleamed with sharpness as he howled in rage. The long spear in his hands shot out like a bolt of silver lightning.
"Chi, chi, chi …" The silver spear slashed through the throats of the silhouettes, so fast that the warhorses didn't even have the time to dodge. In the air, fresh blood splattered everywhere, dying the white snow red.
In the blink of an eye, the entire group of warhorses had lost their lives.
However, there were still more warhorses rushing over. A second Divine Weapon appeared in Qin Wentian's hands, it was a Heavenly Halberd.
Seeing the long spear in front of him, Qin Wentian took a step forward as the Heavenly Halberd shot out explosively. His opponent's long spear was directly knocked out of his hands, and the ancient halberd contained a terrifying amount of energy as it pierced straight into his opponent's heart.
The warhorses neighed, and the warhorses behind them instantly halted. Qin Wentian lifted his ancient halberd horizontally, as a corpse was pinned at the tip of the ancient halberd, exuding a tyrannical aura.
"Who dares to come again?" Qin Wentian roared in rage. The crowd was as silent as cicadas in winter, their gazes fixated on Qin Wentian.
In the air, the two Yuanfu cultivators engaged in a fierce battle, yet the ground was completely silent. Only the blood of the corpse on the tip of the ancient halberd continued to drip onto the snowy ground.
"How powerful." The spectators didn't expect this young man to be so domineering and powerful.
That skinny frame of his was akin to an ancient pine tree as he stood there. Yanaro, who was beneath his feet, was almost forgotten by the crowd.
"Interspatial Divine Inscription Ring." The crowd glanced at the silver spear, and then glanced at the ancient halberd. These two Divine Weapons materialized out of thin air. Obviously, Qin Wentian had a Divine Inscription Ring with a spatial dimension.
It was impossible for ordinary cultivators to possess such a treasure.
At this moment, an old man walked out from the side of Qin Chuan's prison. Stepping on the snowy ground, he walked towards Qin Wentian.
"Wentian, be careful! This old man is a Yuanfu cultivator!" Qin Chuan roared. The old man was the one guarding him, and he naturally knew that the old man's cultivation base was at the Yuanfu Realm.
A sinister light flashed in the eyes of the old man as he walked towards Qin Wentian. But at this moment, a silhouette silently appeared behind Qin Wentian. The instant the silhouette appeared, the old man abruptly halted his steps. He glanced at the silhouette, and then glanced at the Yuanfu cultivators battling in the air.
Who dared to support Qin Wentian?!
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