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Home > Fantasy > Eternal Evil Emperor > Chapter 160

Chapter 160

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A bear appeared in Batian's eyes.

A bear of indomitable spirit!

A bear that could tear apart heaven and earth!

The moment he punched out, his divine soul was slightly dazed. He thought he was the heavens in this punch.

But he couldn't feel happy.

Because the heavens were about to split apart.

Although it was only a feeling, Batian, who was in his fifties, had never felt this way in his life.

Unfamiliar.

Therefore, his heart throbbed.

He retracted his finger, then formed a sword stance with his index and middle fingers and pointed out again.

Xie Tian's eyes narrowed. He stood up straight and walked forward. Although it seemed slow, each step covered one zhang!

On the first step, Liu Tiesheng barged into the mountain gate and saw Xie Tian, as well as the two punches that Xie Tian threw out.

"Xie Tian, stop!"

Although his tone was stern, he couldn't stop trembling!

Even though he was the third inner disciple of the Sword Catacomb and had the same cultivation of Xiantian Realm Level Eight as Qian Feng, he didn't have the confidence to stop Xie Tian!

Xie Tian turned a deaf ear to it. Every step he took was ten feet. With every ten feet, his figure became a little more blurry. With every blur, the thunder in the air became a little faster.

On the third step, Mu Liang barged into the mountain gate. He glanced at Batian and charged towards Xie Tian without hesitation. At the same time, he shouted, "Xie Tian, let's talk this out. I'll guarantee your friend's safety!"

Xie Tian didn't seem to hear him. On the sixth step, his blood and Qi trembled like never before. A trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. On the eighth step, he retracted his right fist to his waist. On the tenth step, his sleeve turned into dust!

On the twelfth step, the third punch!

Buzz …

The heavens and earth trembled like a bell.

Batian's expression changed. Without hesitation, he pulled Xue Jian and retreated!

Pfft!

Xie Tian spat out a mouthful of blood. He glanced at Batian and walked towards the pavilion.

Liu Tiesheng and Mu Liang stopped in their tracks and looked at Xie Tian's three punches in shock!

The first punch was the weakest. The second punch was the strongest and had the strongest momentum. The third punch was the most mysterious and fast!

When Batian retreated twelve steps, the three fists combined into one!

Bang!

Heaven and earth turned into a bell, struck by the fist.

Boom!

An unprecedented airwave was generated at the point where the fist exploded. It was like a meteor had collided, causing airwaves to shoot out in all directions.

Bang!

Anyone who came into contact with the shockwave was sent flying. No one could stop its momentum!

Hundreds of Hegemon Sword Sect's disciples were sent flying into the air. Their faces were filled with shock, and they spat out hundreds of mouthfuls of blood, forming a bloody rainbow in the air.

However, this was only the power produced by the Fist Explosion!

The real punch was still aimed at Batian with irresistible force!

Batian's eyes narrowed and he pushed the pale-faced Xue Jian away. His right hand touched his waist and a long sword appeared.

"Such a skillful punch. It's worth it for me to draw my sword once."

Batian withdrew his smile and condensed his aura. In the eyes of the crowd, his figure instantly turned into a sword!

Liu Fusheng and Mu Liang's pupils constricted. Just as they wanted to see the trajectory of Batian's sword, an extremely bright sword aura appeared. The two of them involuntarily closed their eyes, their hearts filled with shock!

The Sword Cannot Be Seen!

The Hegemon Sword Sect's Sect Leader Batian's sword will was so strong that it was comparable to the ten famous swords!

When the sword was drawn, Xie Tian glanced at the sword aura and tightened the cloth that bound Zhu Yi. He squatted down in front of Little Nine, who was waiting for death, and put his hand on the latter's shoulder.

Little Nine's body shook, and he woke up from his despair. Then, he saw Xie Tian, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"Evil …"

"Let's talk after we get out."

After sending out six wisps of liquefied Yuan Yang, the six people who were on the verge of death regained some energy. After they came back to their senses, hope grew in their hearts. They silently followed behind Xie Tian and walked towards the Hegemon Sword Sect.

Chi!

The sword aura that Batian had sent out finally collided with Xie Tian's three punches. There was no thunder or lightning, only a dull sound. The invincible fist aura in everyone's eyes instantly collapsed.

"It is indeed a good punch, but your cultivation …" Batian said with a chuckle, but before he could finish, his expression changed and he couldn't say another word!

"Xie Tian, you …" Mu Liang's expression was complicated, and he wanted to say something but stopped.

Xie Tian nodded and replied, "I'll go first."

Liu Fusheng glanced at the silent Batian in confusion. This was not the action of a sect leader. When Xie Tian walked past him, he wanted to stop him, but in the end, he said, "Xie Tian, you are too reckless!"

Xie Tian glanced at Liu Fusheng indifferently. When the two of them crossed each other, he said softly, "I am not the reckless one."

No one dared to stop Xie Tian because the two vice sect leaders of the Hegemon Sword Sect were still pale, and their eyes were filled with shock. More importantly, the sect leader of the Hegemon Sword Sect, Batian, did not say a word.

When he finally reached the door, Xie Tian stopped and turned around. He looked at Batian and said softly, "Since you like to drink blood so much, I will treat you. Don't stand on ceremony."

After saying that, he walked out.

Liu Fusheng and Mu Liang looked at each other in confusion, and then they looked at Batian.

Chi!

A long and thin tear appeared on the front of Batian's chest.

Chi!

The second tear.

Chi!

The third tear.

Liu Fusheng and Mu Liang's eyes widened, and their mouths were wide open as they watched a faint dark red slowly seep out from the tear!

The three tears formed a word.

Saber!

The word "Saber" was carved on the body of the Hegemon Sword Sect's number one swordsman, number one cultivation, and number one authority, Batian!

Everyone in the Hegemon Sword Sect saw this scene, and when they saw the word "Saber", they looked at the sky in a daze …

It was as if a saber had appeared above the Hegemon Sword Sect's head.

This saber caused the Hegemon Sword Sect to be as quiet as a ghost town.

Mu Liang suddenly came back to his senses, and he looked blankly at Liu Fusheng beside him. Liu Fusheng's eyes were incomparably complicated. There was panic, shock, fear, but most of it was disbelief.

He was much stronger than Mu Liang, so he naturally had the ability to see through the confusion. But after seeing through it, a huge impact was produced in his heart, and it shocked him so much that his soul flew out of his body!

Batian slowly raised his head, and his gaze landed on Liu Fusheng in Silence. He asked quietly, "Who is this person?"

Liu Fusheng struggled to clear his throat, and he replied, "Sword Tomb inner sect disciple, Xie Tian."

"Xie Tian …" Batian's gaze was dazed for a moment, and he muttered, "I didn't realize that there was a sword hidden in his fists. Is this a new cultivation technique created by the Sword Tomb?"

Liu Fusheng remained silent, but Mu Liang's heart was in turmoil!

Everyone had seen wrongly. No one had expected that Xie Tian's three extremely domineering fists had actually hidden three sword moves!

The reason why fists were domineering was because they could hide sword moves!

Fists were originally domineering, so they could hide sword moves!

Batian threw away his longsword, and his index finger wiped the three tears on his clothes, and he sent the dark red blood from his fingertip into his mouth.

Xie Tian had invited him to drink blood.

He had drunk his own blood.

It was not delicious at all.

Not only was the blood itself not delicious, but Batian's mood when he tasted it was also because he remembered that he had praised Xie Tian three times in this battle.

Someone as strong as Xie Tian was indeed worthy of his praise.

But he had praised the wrong place.

He had praised Xie Tian's fists three times, because he had only seen those three fists, and also because he was strong enough to break those three fists.

But what had injured him were those three sword moves, three sword moves that he had never seen before, three sword moves that he had never imagined would appear.

As the memories flashed past, Batian Tianxin's heart was filled with inexplicable complex emotions. He had lost, lost because of the word "surprise", and he was the great general of the Chu Kingdom, and he was a godly commander of the army. This bitterness, this embarrassment, this shyness …

And because of those three things, he was angry.

So he looked at Liu Fusheng again, and asked lightly, "Is this the will of the Sword Tomb Daoist?"

Liu Fusheng was startled, and after a long silence, he shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "It's a long story."

"I'm all ears." Batian glanced at the dozens of people who ran into the mountain gate one after another, and his eyes swept over Chu Tianjian. As he turned around, he said in a low voice, "The resident elder neglected his duty, and he shall be sentenced to death."

Chu Tianjian, who had just run into the mountain gate, trembled, and his eyes were filled with deep despair. But the next moment, he used all his strength to shout, "The eldest disciple of the Sword Tomb, Chu Tiankuo, is my younger brother!"

Batian stopped for the fourth time, and his brows furrowed deeply!

He had never heard of this matter!

Once again, it was embarrassing!

Once again, he flew into a rage out of humiliation!

But facing the eldest disciple of the Sword Tomb, he was even more helpless!

At this moment,????? The sound of discussion rose.

"Chu, Chu Tiankuo?"

"Wasn't he killed by Xie Tian?"

"Yes, it happened a few months ago, and Xie Tian became an inner disciple because of that."

Chu Tianjian swallowed his saliva, and fell backward.

Batian took another step, but his heart was heavier because of Xie Tian killing Chu Tiankuo.

Mu Liang and Liu Fusheng looked at each other, and smiled bitterly.

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