Ying Feiyang pretended that he was deaf and ignored all words. He activated the Killer God Sword Movement and only wanted to kill Xue Wanlu.
Just now, he had been in a state of ice and fire. His mind was restless, and his swordsmanship was not up to par. Now that he had calmed down, his Sword Qi surged, and his killing intent was piercingly cold. He fully displayed the power of his sword. Xue Wanlu was suppressed on the spot, and he was forced to the point where he could no longer speak.
Seeing this, Ling Xin could not help but blush, reminding herself of her previous loss of composure. "Yes, how could I be so careless at a time like this …" But deep in her heart, she secretly rejoiced. Although her hairpin had angered Ji Yaoyue, in terms of relationship, Ji Yaoyue was one step ahead. If Ying Feiyang had really been forced to speak openly, then she would have lost all her advantage, and victory would have turned into defeat in an instant. Ling Xin knew when to stop, and returned to her original strategy of fighting Ji Yaoyue.
Three of the four people on the same stage had left, and only Ji Yaoyue could not continue. At this point, the farce ended, and the battle for the Heavenly Book, which had gone further and further off track, was finally back on track.
After fighting for a few rounds, Xue Wanlu already felt that he could not hold on any longer. Although the Asura Path was best for turning the tide in desperate situations, it was difficult to make up for the absolute gap between them.
What shocked Xue Wanlu even more was Ying Feiyang's current cultivation. He could feel that even if he was at his peak, it would be difficult for him to resist the current Ying Feiyang, let alone his injuries that had yet to heal.
"The Asura Path has always been known to be brave and skilled in battle, but Daoist Xue, your performance … is just barely satisfactory. In terms of age, Mu Zixuan and Ji Fengming are around the same age as you. It's fine if you can't compare to these two giants among men, but be careful that it won't be long before fellows like Ying Feiyang who are younger than you catch up to you!"
Before the Battle of the Heavenly Book, that damned Hu Li had once said this to him. At that time, these words were like a nail in Xue Wanlu's heart, causing him to grit his teeth in anger and hatred. At that time, he had secretly vowed to prove his strength in the Battle of the Heavenly Book, and make those who looked down on him swallow their words.
But now, these harsh words seemed to have become a fact that he couldn't accept. It made him feel that every single strike of Ying Feiyang's sword was ruthlessly slicing off the skin of his face, cutting his pride and dignity into pieces, and letting them fall to the ground for others to trample on.
"Impossible! How can he defeat me!?"
The boy who could only escape from his spear two or three years ago had now suppressed him to the point where he could not even fight back. Xue Wanlu could not accept this, and he was even more unwilling to admit it. His unwillingness and anger turned into a soaring fighting spirit, and as he pushed the Asura Path to the limit, it burst out violently!
Xue Wanlu gave up on defense and went on the offensive. He made a bet, and a Battle Asura materialized behind him. His anger turned into a monstrous spear light, and the blood spear, which had been magnified dozens of times, pierced towards Ying Feiyang.
"Good move!" Ying Feiyang let out a long cry and flew into the air to receive the attack. He used the Sever Formula, and a huge sword Qi cut through the rock above his head, heading straight for the tip of the spear!
The two forces collided, and the surrounding space-time fissures let out a sharp, ear-piercing explosion.
However, in the instant that they were locked in a stalemate, it was clear who was superior and who was inferior. Like chopping firewood, the long sword split the spear in half with an unstoppable force. The Asura Battle Qi scattered to the sides, scattering a thousand miles, while the long sword slashed towards the Asura Dharma Form.
"Ka — Chi —" The mighty and ferocious Asura materialization was like paper under Ying Feiyang's sword. It shattered with a sound, only giving Xue Wanlu enough time to pull back his spear.
As the sword was about to reach his head, Xue Wanlu hurriedly gathered his remaining strength. The long spear changed from a straight stab to a horizontal block, holding it above his head.
With the sound of metal clashing, the blood spear barely blocked the sword. Although it could block the body of the sword, it could not withstand the power of the sword.
The sword energy was incomparably powerful, like a Mount Meru pressing down, making it hard for him to breathe. He could only feel his qi and blood colliding in his meridians, trying to find an exit. In the end, the qi and blood dispersed from his pores. Finally, his knees buckled, and he fell to the ground on one knee.
"You … what kind of demonic technique is this? How can you have … this kind of … strength?" Xue Wanlu was furious and embarrassed. He could not believe it. He vomited blood as he squeezed out these few words.
"You don't even know divine powers. Path Master Xue, are you planning to sleep through the Battle of the Heavenly Book?" The Battle of the Heavenly Book was coming to an end. Only Xue Wanlu had not learned the method to control the divine powers. Facing such a marginalized performance, Ying Feiyang naturally would not let go of the chance to mock him to vent the anger in his heart.
"You …" Xue Wanlu was so angry that his qi and blood were surging. Instantly, his dantian was in pain. At the same time, Ying Feiyang activated his True Essence again. With a "pa" sound, Xue Wanlu could no longer hold on and knelt on the ground.
Battered and battered, Xue Wanlu raised his head and saw that his former prey was now looking down at him. The extreme humiliation made him so angry that he almost fainted.
"I can't lose. Only you can't. I don't want to lose to you!"
Boundless anger turned into an unyielding will. Xue Wanlu fiercely bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up. Scenes from a few months ago flashed through his mind.
- = - = - =
"Path Master, did you go to the Scripture Library yesterday and read through the Waning Moon Forbidden Tome?" Xue Qian Qiu asked him seriously in the training room.
"Are you spying on me again?"
"I'm worried about you!"
Xue Wanlu coldly snorted. "I am the Asura Path Master. I don't need your permission to do what I do!"
Xue Qian Qiu's face was ashen. "You don't need my permission? Do you know what you are doing? "
Xue Wanlu did not seem to care. "I know that the Xue family can control the Asura Path for generations because they have the 'Mad Blood' passed down in their bloodline. Those who have the Mad Blood are people blessed by the heavens. By using forbidden techniques to activate the Mad Blood, they can explode with power far beyond ordinary. This technique is recorded in the Waning Moon Forbidden Tome."
"Blessed by the heavens? That's for those who haven't exceeded the limits of the Mad Blood." Xue Qian Qiu said fiercely. Then, he vigilantly looked around and lowered his voice. "But for you, it's a curse! I helped you change your identity. Why did I do that? It was to bury this secret forever. Now, are you planning to reveal it all? "
"I've already seen that secret technique. It's not a big deal. Moreover, I have never lost control in the past 30 years. Even if I really activate the Mad Blood, I'm confident that I can control it."
Xue Qian Qiu was so angry that he laughed. "You can control it? Our ancestors also had this confidence. But if you really can control it, how did the Asura Blood Calamity 500 years ago break out? If you really can control it, then what's the point of killing the women and leaving the men alive for the past 500 years in the Xue family? Generations of blood and flesh killing each other, generations of blood and tears of sorrow. Before this, where did your confidence come from? "
Xue Wanlu's expression changed. After struggling for a moment, he stubbornly said, "Right now, I'm the only one who has exceeded the limits of the Mad Blood. Even if there's a day where I really lose control and fall into madness, I'm just one person. The disaster I can cause is limited. It's impossible for a tragedy like the Asura Blood Calamity to happen again. Moreover, uncle is still in the Asura Realm. If I lose control, it won't be too late for you to kill me then!"
"Kill you? I raised you with great trepidation and helped you to the position of Daolord just to kill you? " Xue Qian Qiu's eyes seemed to be spitting fire. "Moreover, I suspect that you're not the only one who has exceeded the limits of the Mad Blood. If the connection between the bloodlines draws that dangerous person over, then the consequences will be unimaginable!"
Xue Wanlu was shocked. He asked, "I'm not the only one who has broken the limits of the Mad Blood. Could it be that there are others who are still alive?"
"I'm just guessing. I don't have any proof. I hope I'm just worrying for nothing. Don't ask too much about this." Xue Qian Qiu shook his head. Then, he said seriously, "I know that Hu Li's words are harsh to your ears. I also know that the Battle of Heavenly Book has put a lot of pressure on you. But using the Mad Blood is like drinking poison to quench your thirst. Remember, you can't rely on luck!"
- = - = - =
He remembered that day, Xue Qian Qiu patiently coaxed and pestered Xue Wanlu. Finally, Xue Wanlu couldn't take it anymore and agreed. But now …
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