As the half-Sages fell one by one, the berserk sword dragons slowly vanished, and the hall regained its calm.
The eyes of the injured half-Sages on the ground and Yan Shisan, who stood with his hands behind his back on the Sovereign's stone platform, flashed with unconcealable horror.
"Bai, you use the sword. I'll help you snatch this Heavenly Ice Sword."
Xuan Yu could tell that Bai was tempted, so he smiled gently and said gently. If Xiao Chen could help her obtain the Heavenly Ice Sword now, he would definitely be able to capture her heart in one go.
When Xuan Yu's second uncle heard this, his expression changed drastically.
Bai could not help but frown deeply. When he saw that Xuan Yu was about to make a move, he said anxiously, "There's no need. I'll go and get it myself."
Seeing Bai fly out first, Jiang Zimo and Mu Xinya quickly followed.
Xuan Yu's expression changed slightly. He had not expected that Bai would personally make a move for the sake of not appreciating his kindness. Xuan Yu snorted coldly and was about to get up.
"Don't! Don't be rash. This person is Yan Shisan, the demonic genius of a Sovereign Noble Clan. You are not a match for him."
Xuan Yu's second uncle quickly made a move to stop him. Then, he told him about the horrors of a Sovereign Noble Clan.
After Xuan Yu heard the other party's explanation, his expression changed, and he slowly stopped himself from making a move. The Massacre Sword Dao. If my life's origin is injured, my future will be ruined.
Xiao Chen, who was originally planning to watch the show, suddenly saw a familiar figure fly out from the crowd. He was stunned and smiled bitterly helplessly. "Back then, I really should not have let her walk the Sword Dao."
Xiao Chen pushed off the ground and rode a Blue Dragon image. Then, he soared into the sky, intending to block Bai.
Yan Shisan's Massacre Sword Dao was clearly different from the state of massacre of regular cultivators. It was an extremely pure Dao of massacre. Using massacre as a sword, it could destroy everything, destroying all lifeforce. If one's origin was accidentally injured, it would not be something that could be healed in a few days.
A dragon roar resounded in all directions. Riding the dragon, Xiao Chen leaped up and instantly arrived before Bai, Jiang Zimo, and Mu Xinya.
Yan Shisan stood with his hands behind his back on the hundred-meter-tall stone platform in front. He did not do anything, but the berserk dragons formed by the three massacring swords circled around him.
As soon as he saw someone coming over, he immediately shouted and rushed over.
Kill kill kill kill!
Xiao Chen faced the berserk dragon formed by the three massacring swords head-on. He personally experienced the state of massacre contained in the swords.
The tens of thousands of swords clashed in front of him. Every single sword was ferocious, like a ferocious beast baring its fangs. They roared madly, and their voices converged together.
They condensed into tens of thousands of "kill" characters, rising and falling like the tide, pouring into Xiao Chen's mind, throwing his mind into chaos and giving rise to a chill.
Xiao Chen finally understood. When those half-Sages faced the berserk dragons formed by the swords, they found it very difficult to deal with them. In the end, they all lost.
It was not that they were too weak. Rather, it was that this Yan Shisan was too strong. The momentum of the Massacre Sword Dao was too strong. It could kill everything in the world, destroying all lifeforce.
As long as one's mental state and Mental Energy were not as strong as Yan Shisan's, they would be like pigs before him, swallowed up by the cold and emotionless Massacre Sword Dao.
No matter how strong one's Quintessence was, how many Martial Techniques, or how many Secret Treasures one had, if one could not bring out even seventy percent of one's strength, defeat would be a matter of seconds.
Xiao Chen roared, and the Mental Energy in his sea of consciousness surged like a river. As the waves surged, they chased the "kill" characters out of his mind.
Xiao Chen recovered his mental state, and his eyes lit up. A sagely song rang out, echoing in the hall.
The sagely song recounted a distant legend. Every time it resounded, history spun, and the ancient epic became even more profound.
Essence, Qi, and Spirit — these three energies merged at the same time. The strength that he grasped also increased rapidly as he watched the three berserk sword dragons fly over.
As he looked at the three berserk sword dragons, Xiao Chen took a step forward, not retreating. Instead, he charged forward and punched.
"Myriad Heaven Divine Fist, Distant Legend!"
A bright, resplendent, and dazzling light condensed into something solid, looking like ink as it shot out. The light clashed with the berserk killing dragons formed by thousands of swords.
Heavy sounds reverberated in the hall. Every strand of light and the killing swords fought to the death, like two armies of ten thousand fighting an intense battle on the battlefield.
War songs rang out, and a scarlet light spread out like mist. The intense battle gave off horrifying auras that flew everywhere, giving off loud explosions on the ground.
The entire hall started trembling intensely. It was like a flash flood or a snowy mountain collapsing. At this critical moment, if one did not flee for their lives, they would suffer a calamity.
This was the Heavenly Roc King's Star Grave Palace. Naturally, there would not be a flash flood or a snowy mountain. It was just an atmosphere created by the fight between the two.
Several people showed grave expressions as they looked at the two in the air. Horror flickered in their eyes.
What kind of demonic genius was this? A fight under Martial Sage could create such a horrifying atmosphere, deterring people from watching.
When everything cleared up and the wind blew over, everyone looked into the distance. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen blocked Yan Shisan's horrifying berserk sword dragons.
The massacring berserk sword dragons that terrified the many half-Sages and caused them to lose in seconds were blasted into nothingness for the first time. In a head-on clash, they were evenly matched.
"It's him, the White Robed Bladesman Xiao Chen!"
Amid the chaos, several people recognized Xiao Chen's appearance. Back then, when he shouted a command in Hunluo City, he forced the evil man Wu Yuankai to retreat.
Xiao Chen's name spread throughout Hunluo City. Most of the cultivators here were from Hunluo Province. After thinking for a while, they recalled Xiao Chen's identity and origins.
When they saw that Xiao Chen was actually able to go against Yan Shisan, they couldn't help but be shocked, and they concentrated their attention and watched.
Bai's pure and charming face was filled with joy. Tears welled up at the corners of her eyes, and she could not help wanting to rush forward and hug Xiao Chen.
"Don't move. Stand behind me. I'll teach you a lesson later. Do you know how dangerous it was earlier?!"
A familiar voice rang out. Bai showed a bitter expression, feeling somewhat wronged. However, she still obediently took a hundred steps back with Mu Xinya and Jiang Zimo.
When Xuan Yu, who was in the crowd, saw this scene, he had interacted with Bai for a long time. However, he had never seen Bai so obedient before. Jealousy blazed in his heart.
I'll let you show off. After Yan Shisan severely injures you, I'll humiliate you ruthlessly, Xuan Yu thought to himself as he glanced at Xiao Chen.
The black-robed Yan Shisan stood on the stone platform with the Heavenly Ice Sword stuck in it. He stood as straight as a spear, not moving at all. His stern and stern face did not show any expression.
Aside from coldness, there was only coldness.
"Since you are a bladesman, why the need to use the Deity Race's unorthodox Dao?"
Yan Shisan narrowed his eyes, and rage flashed in them. His gaze was like a sharp knife stabbing at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen smiled bitterly to himself. This person probably misunderstood, thinking that Xiao Chen underestimated him. Not only did Xiao Chen not draw his saber, but he even used unorthodox Dao to deal with him.
However, Xiao Chen's current situation was that the Myriad Heaven Divine Fist merged three kinds of energy. In reality, it already surpassed the original Myriad Heaven Divine Fist. It was not much weaker than Xiao Chen's Saber Techniques.
In terms of explosive power and destructive power, the Myriad Heaven Divine Fist was even stronger.
However, since Yan Shisan said that, Xiao Chen had no intention of letting Yan Shisan continue misunderstanding. If he drew his saber, so be it.
In the past few days, Xiao Chen had been practicing the Qing Emperor's Drawing the Saber. Now, he could instantly send out eighty-one different trajectories.
The other party had a peak Great Perfection sword intent, and Xiao Chen's saber intent had reached seventy percent comprehension. Saber intent was innately stronger than sword intent. Although Xiao Chen's cultivation realm was weaker, it would not immediately crumble.
Holding the Lunar Shadow Saber, Xiao Chen rode on the Blue Dragon and slowly grasped the saber hilt with his right hand. The Saber Technique immediately merged with Xiao Chen's state in the surroundings, encasing Yan Shisan.
At first, Yan Shisan did not care. Then, his eyes lit up, and his expression slowly turned grave. Unexpectedly, he could not make out the trajectory and position of Xiao Chen's attack.
Figures of Xiao Chen holding the saber filled the air. Front, left, right, up, down … it seemed like there was no place where he could draw his saber.
"Interesting. However, before strong strength, no matter how good a technique is, it is useless."
Yan Shisan nodded to himself. He admitted that his Drawing the Saber was not as good as Xiao Chen's. However, he did not care too much. The absolute difference in strength was too great. Xiao Chen could not use this advantage to finish him off in one move.
As long as Xiao Chen could not finish him off in one move, Yan Shisan would be able to do so in an instant. In his opinion, Xiao Chen had only one chance.
When Nangong Qiong, who was at the entrance of the distant palace, saw that the two were about to fight, she could not help but feel confused.
"This Xiao Chen is really worrisome. He looks very gentle and quiet, but when he sees a beautiful woman, he goes completely crazy, daring to offend anyone."
"That's not right. This young lady believes herself to be an outstanding beauty, no weaker than that little fox. Why is he not reacting to me?"
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! What am I thinking? I have to stop them. Otherwise, when we reach the core of the palace, Xiao Chen will not have the strength to help me open the stone stele."
Just as Yan Shisan's hand was about to touch his sword hilt, a simple and unadorned wooden umbrella arrived. Nangong Qiong held the umbrella handle and smiled faintly as she appeared beside Xiao Chen.
"Young Master Shisan, it has been a long time."
When Yan Shisan saw Nangong Qiong appear, he was clearly startled. Furthermore, she walked over to Xiao Chen. He sent a voice projection, Ying Qiong, you want to help him?
"Don't worry about it. In any case, you cannot fight with this person now. Just take your Heavenly Ice Sword and leave."
The two quickly exchanged a few words. Then, Yan Shisan glanced at Bai, who was behind Xiao Chen. Then, he entered deep thought. Then, he gently tossed his black sword forward.
Yan Shisan said calmly, "My Yan Clan does not lack Sub-Divine Weapons. However, this Heavenly Ice Sword is the most compatible with my Killing Sword Dao, so I have to obtain it.
"The sword in my hand is called Snow Feather. In terms of material, craftsmanship, and charm, it is no weaker than the Heavenly Ice Sword. In another five years, it will definitely become a Sub-Divine Weapon. I'll give it to the young lady behind you."
Yan Shisan gently tossed the Snow Feather Sword, and strands of black light peeled off like paint. This was the killing Qi that Yan Shisan had tempered on it for many years.
When the black light scattered, the Snow Feather Sword returned to its original appearance. It was as white as snow, untainted by dust, and its cold light was withdrawn.
Xiao Chen received the Snow Feather Sword and looked at Yan Shisan. Then, he looked at Nangong Qiong, who was feigning ignorance, and he seemed to understand something.
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