"Clang, clang …" With a flash of cold light, the ten flying swords Yue Qianchou had released immediately entangled the opponent's flying sword in the air, producing a series of ear-piercing sounds. However, the difference in cultivation between the two was too great. Luo Xiaohan formed a seal with his fingers, and the flying sword spun in the air, bouncing off the entangled flying sword. With a whoosh, it once again shot toward the opponent.
"Go, combine!" With a flick of his fingers, another ten flying swords flew out from the sword umbrella on Yue Qianchou's back. He brought his palms together again, and the ten flying swords merged into one, fiercely colliding with the oncoming sword. "Clang!" The oncoming sword's momentum was halted. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yue Qianchou once again joined his palms together and shouted, "Combine!" The ten flying swords that had been bounced off earlier merged back into one, quickly striking the middle section of the opponent's flying sword. "Bang!" However, the opponent's sword only sank a little, not flying off.
"You're overestimating yourself!" Luo Xiaohan sneered. His fingers formed a seal, and the flying sword bounced into the air, whistling through the air as it slashed at one of the combined swords. "Bang!" Yue Qianchou's mind shook, and the combined sword was immediately scattered. Before he could even stabilize his mind, the opponent's flying sword struck another combined sword. With a loud bang, Yue Qianchou's body swayed, and he almost fell off his sword.
Who was stronger and who was weaker could be seen in just a few moves. Some from the Da Luo Sect began to cheer, while many from the demonic path shook their heads and sighed. Next to Dongguo Su and his wife, Hong Qi clenched his small fists. Despite his young age, he knew that his master had suffered a loss.
This won't do. The difference in cultivation between the two sides is too great. Yue Qianchou was secretly startled, but he forced himself to calm down and called back the twenty scattered flying swords. He spread his arms and waved them, shouting, "Go!"
More than ninety flying swords whistled through the air in a cone shape. Luo Xiaohan snorted coldly as he quickly summoned his sword back into his hand. His eyes were fixed on the flying swords that were flying towards him as he shouted, "Daluo Sky Shattering Style!"
Gripping the hilt of the flying sword with both hands, he immediately transformed it into an illusory giant sword. Raising it high in the air, he fiercely slashed it down. With a loud bang, the cone formed by the ninety-eight flying swords was immediately scattered, one after another falling from the sky to the ground.
Yue Qianchou staggered on the flying sword. He pressed his hand against his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. The ninety-eight flying swords, which were connected to his mind, sent back a powerful tremor at the same time, injuring him on the spot.
Luo Xiaohan looked at the ninety-odd flying swords on the ground and exclaimed softly, "They're all superior-grade flying swords!" According to his own estimation, with such a huge difference in their cultivation bases, his attack should have shattered at least a dozen of his opponent's flying swords, even if not all of them had been shattered. Who knew that none of them had been shattered? So they were all superior-grade flying swords.
Once bitten, twice shy. Yue Qianchou finally understood that with his cultivation base, it was impossible for him to fight his opponent head-on. With a pinch of his fingers, the flying swords on the ground immediately flew back to him and circled around him a few times. His ten fingers pinched together like a lotus, and the ninety-eight flying swords scattered in different trajectories and quickly swarmed towards him.
"You really won't shed a tear until you see your own coffin!" Luo Xiaohan snorted coldly as he let go of the flying sword in his hand and let it hover in the air in front of his chest. He quickly made a complicated pinch of his fingers and pointed at the tail of the sword. He hurriedly shouted, "Daluo Sky Shattering Style!"
The body of the sword trembled and rotated rapidly, transforming into countless sword shadows. He pushed them out with one palm. The number of sword shadows increased, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a sword shield in front of him. It immediately entangled all of the flying swords that Yue Qianchou had released.
After a series of ear-piercing crisp sounds, Yue Qianchou was forced to give up controlling the ninety-eight flying swords. If he continued to resist, he would definitely be injured again. Seeing that Yue Qianchou had given up resisting, Luo Xiaohan laughed heartily. With another pinch of his fingers, the spinning range of the sword shadows shrank. He bounced Yue Qianchou's flying swords back one by one and kept them into his storage bag.
The onlookers felt that it was a pity. Even Qiu Wuyuan and the others who supported Yue Qianchou from the Devil Path could not help but sigh. At this moment, Yan Zixia finally revealed a trace of worry in her eyes as she witnessed the situation. The people from Supporting Immortal Island, on the other hand, had indescribable expressions on their faces. Although Yue Qianchou had been expelled from Supporting Immortal Island, he was still an outstanding disciple of Supporting Immortal Island. His loss had brought shame to Supporting Immortal Island.
The four shopkeepers of the shops from the four major clans had received orders before they came. If Yue Qianchou was defeated and in danger, they were to rescue him at all costs. At this moment, the four of them were already ready to make a move. Yan Zhuixing sized up the two people who were fighting and felt that something was wrong. It seemed like it shouldn't have ended like this. Because Yue Qianchou was too calm, it seemed like he did not care about this defeat at all. Did he think that Luo Xiaohan would let him go just like that?
Luo Xiaohan stared at the flying sword under Yue Qianchou's feet. He was not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he teased, "Yue Qianchou, thank you for the high-grade magic tool you gave me. If you still have it, I might let you go if I'm happy." A burst of laughter came from the Daluo Sect's side.
Yue Qianchou stood on the flying sword with his hands behind his back. He squinted his eyes and stared at Luo Xiaohan. He said arrogantly, "You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth! I, Yue Qianchou, have never been defeated since my debut. How can I be defeated by a bastard like you? That was just a warm-up. Now, I'll show you how powerful my Xuan Qi is. I hope you won't regret it. " Today, he was not as low-key as he usually was. Instead, he talked a lot of big words. Only he knew why.
Hearing this, Luo Xiaohan laughed again. He said, "Alright, bring it on. I want to see how powerful your Xuan Qi is …"
He stopped abruptly before he could finish his sentence. He was dumbfounded. A demonic red light lit up in the sky, and a sea of fire suddenly appeared in the sky. In the middle of it, there was a person looking at him indifferently, as if he was looking at an ant. Who else could it be other than Yue Qianchou?
What was going on? The spectators were shocked. Even those who were standing far away could feel the scorching heat. The flowers and trees around the sea of fire were already emitting wisps of green smoke. The sea of fire had already started burning and was slowly spreading to the surroundings.
The shock brought to everyone was indescribable. Qiu Wuyuan swallowed hard and murmured, "What kind of spell is this? Why haven't I heard of it before? Could this be the Xuan Qi that Yue Qianchou mentioned? Senior Brother, have you heard of it? "
The person he asked was precisely the Flower Palace's Yan Bu Gui. The latter recovered from his shock and exhaled before he said, "Amazing, I'm able to feel such a high temperature while standing here. How could Yue Qianchou who's within the flames endure it?" Yan Zhuixing nodded to himself. That's right. He really had something to rely on. No wonder he was so arrogant.
Among the crowd, Little Hong Qi's eyes shone brightly, and his two little hands couldn't help but grab onto his maternal grandparents' clothes. Dongguo Su and his wife looked at each other, and they couldn't conceal the shock in their eyes. In fact, it was not only the two of them. The others were the same.
After Da Luo Sect's Zhu Xianxian regained his senses, he winked at the disciples around him, warning them to get ready. Seeing that the disciples were a little timid and did not move for a long time, he could not help but feel annoyed. He took a step forward and wanted to take action himself.
Unexpectedly, he heard Qiu Wuyuan's laughter. "Zhu Xianxian, let's set the rules before the duel. If any of Luo Xiaohan's masters make a move, don't blame me, Qiu Wuyuan, for being impolite."
Under the crowd's gaze, Qiu Wuyuan laughed heartily. He was going to do Luo Xiaohan a favor today.
Yue Qianchou glanced over and quickly retracted the flames around him, compressing them to an arm's length away from him. He stared at the dumbfounded Luo Xiaohan and said coldly, "Didn't you want to see how powerful my Xuan Qi is? Why aren't you making a move? "
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