Chapter 127
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Ever since his rebirth, Ye Tianze had never felt such a huge amount of hostility from a person. That kind of lawless sword intent was the essence of his swordsmanship.
He finally understood why Wu Batian's way of doing things was so different from ordinary people. Rather than calling it the Ao Sword, it was better to call it the Demon Sword.
He did not care about any rules, nor did he care about any reason. He only acted according to his heart and could not rub a grain of sand in his eyes.
Once he was offended, he would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. Because if he did not seek revenge, the anger in his heart would be depressed and he would not be a demon.
When the sword slashed down, that terrifying hostility, together with the terrifying power of frost, almost covered the entire martial arts stage. Ye Tianze had nowhere to retreat.
He could not lose this battle, especially when facing someone who cultivated the Demonic Way. Once he retreated, it would give birth to a heart demon.
Compared to Acheron's killer, Wu Batian was more like Acheron's killer. He did not care about right or wrong.
It was also because of this that once he was afraid, he would be afraid forever. This sword was not only aimed at the person, it was also aimed at the person's heart.
"No wonder so many geniuses in the Heavenly Dragon Sacred Realm are afraid of him!" Ye Tianze thought. "Since I can't retreat, then I'll advance!"
In his previous life, he had seen experts with a stronger hostility than Wu Batian. For example, the Shura Clan was a clan born from hostility.
If he was not even afraid of the Shura, why would he be afraid of Wu Batian?
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Ye Tianze urged the wind and fire spiritual energy in his body to move against the frost. The wind helped the fire to grow stronger, and the fire turned into a dragon.
The long spear pierced out, making a "chi chi" sound in the air. The wind spiritual energy raised the fire spiritual energy to the extreme.
"He's crazy, he's actually advancing instead of retreating!" Ye Tianze's fierce counterattack shocked everyone present.
"Advancing instead of retreating, perhaps this is …"
"Die!" Wu Batian's body and eyes were full of hostility.
His sword slashed the long spear and pierced towards Ye Tianze's heart. He wanted to see what kind of heart was not afraid of his sword intent.
Does this heart not bleed?
The onlookers closed their eyes, not daring to continue watching. It was almost certain that the sword would pierce through the heart.
However, they did not hear any piercing sound.
"You …" Wu Batian's voice trembled as he stared at Ye Tianze. His eyes flashed with panic.
Everyone opened their eyes and was shocked by the scene in front of them. Ye Tianze was holding a gun in one hand and a sword in the other.
Wu Batian's sword was less than an inch away from Ye Tianze's chest, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't advance any further.
Ye Tianze held the blade in his hand. Blood dripped onto the blade and was instantly frozen into ice. However, his eyes were still as calm as ever, without the slightest hint of panic.
"You think you can be proud of your sword technique?" Ye Tianze's eyes were full of ridicule. His body was clearly frozen, but he was still so calm.
"Little bastard, die for me!" Wu Batian roared and stabbed with all his strength.
However, the sword in his hand was still unable to advance any further. Ye Tianze sneered, "Let me teach you what pride is!"
As soon as his voice fell, Ye Tianze's body suddenly burst forth with a sense of pride. It was like a lonely mountain peak that soared into the sky. He did not compete with the world, and the world knew that he was the highest in the world.
Ye Tianze clenched his hand, and the sword in his hand was suddenly twisted into a fried dough twist. The power of frost that filled the sky surged as he strode forward.
All the cold wind was forced back by his body. The ice and snow melted into water. With every step he took, Wu Batian took a step back.
He did not have the slightest trace of arrogance, but everyone could feel that his arrogance was soaring to the clouds. It was as if a king had returned. He did not need any aura to set him off. Everyone knew that he was the king of this world.
When Ye Tianze walked in front of Wu Batian, Wu Batian, who was clearly taller than Ye Tianze, made everyone feel that he was shorter than him.
Under Wu Batian's panicked gaze, he grabbed the blade of the sword, grabbed the curled sword in Wu Batian's hand, and threw it out casually.
Facing the terrifying power of frost, Ye Tianze punched down. Wu Batian subconsciously blocked with both hands, but his hands were smashed to his lower abdomen.
"Boom!"
The fist landed on Wu Batian's body, and he was directly smashed to the waist. A mouthful of blood was immediately spat out.
Ye Tianze was like a god of war, advancing against the power of frost. Even without the protection of spiritual energy, even if his hand was bleeding, it was still unable to stop his strength.
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