Hearing this, Yan Bugui was silent, but some of the people around him were livid. The Cultivation Alliance naturally applauded!
Yan Cheng snorted coldly. Relying on his protective Gang Qi, he forcefully knocked away the flying swords that stopped around him, and quickly rushed towards the direction of Yan Bugui and the others. His intention was obvious. As long as he left the valley, he would lose, and the opponent would not chase him anymore. This was the best way to save his life after failing the challenge.
Yue Qianchou sneered. Sure enough, as I expected, everyone wants to live when they are in danger. You want to run away like this? Fortunately, I planned it first. Otherwise, if you admit defeat in public, I will have to stop.
Everyone also saw Yan Cheng's intention. He did not admit defeat verbally, but he wanted to escape. He wanted to save his life, but he did not want to lose too much face. Next, it was up to Yue Qianchou to make him stay.
To everyone's surprise, the flying swords all over the valley did not carry out a fierce attack. Hundreds of flying swords moved with Yan Cheng, waiting for the right moment, and the remaining hundreds of swords wrapped around the Protective Gang Qi that was escaping. Looking from a distance, it looked like a cactus or a hedgehog flying.
Yue Qianchou stopped in mid-air, arms crossed in front of his chest, and stared expressionlessly at the spiked ball. Everyone did not know what he was going to do. Yan Cheng, who was hiding in the Protective Gang Qi, also felt a little surprised. The opponent did not attack forcefully. Although this was good, it made people feel inexplicably uneasy.
His worry was right. Yue Qianchou would not let him go like this. Just as he felt uneasy and sped up to escape, a scorching heat suddenly came from outside his Protective Upstanding Qi. The Protective Upstanding Qi that was connected to his mind almost collapsed in an instant, but the flying swords outside forced him to resist it with brute force … Everyone was surprised to find that Yan Cheng had stopped in the air. Could it be that he suddenly came to his senses and wanted to fight with Yue Qianchou for the sake of his dignity?
Yan Bugui and the rest looked at each other, not knowing what Yan Cheng was trying to do. Glancing at Yue Qianchou, they realized that he was sneering at them with malicious intentions. Suddenly, they felt that something was amiss!
Several voice transmissions rang out in Yan Cheng's ears, asking him what exactly was going on. However, he was currently in a difficult situation, and was circulating his energy to resist with all his might. The scorching heat seemed to be teasing him. When he was just able to adapt a little, the temperature immediately rose a little. When he was barely able to adapt, the temperature rose again. It seemed that it would not let go until he was forced to use his Protective Upstanding Qi. However, he had no treasures in his hands now. Once he left the Protective Upstanding Qi and faced the thousand flying swords outside, he would die.
Yan Cheng's eyes were red, his skin was bright red, and his seven orifices were bleeding. Finally, he could no longer bear such torment. He made the same move as the Daluo Sect Master Luo Qingtian – self-destructing his Protective Aura Shield!
Bang! Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a loud noise sounded out of thin air. The spiky ball wrapped by the green flying swords was instantly blown into pieces. The airflow surged and a figure quickly sprang out from it. He wanted to take advantage of the impact of the explosion to scatter the flying swords and quickly escape.
However, there were only a few hundred flying swords that were blown away by the explosion. The remaining few hundred were already prepared and waiting for him. As soon as Yan Cheng sprang out, hundreds of green cold lights immediately broke through the turbulent airflow and shot towards him from all directions like lightning.
Yan Cheng was able to cultivate to the middle stage of Crossing Calamity, so he was not completely useless. Without the burden of the Protective Aura Shield, when he saw the group of flying swords attacking him, he also went all out. He immediately struck out his palms in all directions like shadows. Bang, bang, bang … He slapped out a powerful force, knocking away the flying swords that were attacking him. He forcefully resisted the first round of attacks with his profound cultivation base. However, there were too many flying swords. Even the green flying swords that were blown away by his self-detonation of the Protective Aura Shield also swept towards him again …
Everyone was silent. Looking at the situation, they knew that this master in the middle stage of Crossing Calamity was making a futile last-ditch struggle. He forcibly consumed his cultivation base to resist, but he could not move an inch. How long could he resist like this? Although they did not know what method Yue Qianchou used to force him to self-detonate his Protective Aura Shield, since he had arranged everything step by step, they were afraid that he did not intend to let him go.
After all, there were too many flying swords. Finally, there was a streak of cyan cold light that slipped through the net … Yan Cheng, who was already bleeding from his seven apertures, suddenly felt a chill on his back. His body fiercely trembled, and after a slight ferocious expression, an inexplicable sorrow flashed across his face. He saw with his own eyes that a cyan blade had drilled out of his chest, bringing with it a bright red flower of blood. Yan Cheng used all his strength to slap a few times and shouted at Yue Qianchou in a shrill voice, "Yue Qianchou, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"
His mournful voice reverberated endlessly in the valley. It was no wonder that he would say such resentful words. After he died, the deaths of his three fellow apprentices were inextricably linked to Yue Qianchou. How could he not hate!?
All of a sudden, thousands of flying swords stopped in the air and did not continue to attack. Everyone was surprised. Was this guy going to show mercy? While they were puzzled, they heard Yue Qianchou say indifferently, "Even if I become a ghost, you will not let me go? What a joke! I hope you can cultivate until the end of the Ghost King after you become a ghost, otherwise you are not even qualified to see me. I have a word of advice for you. After you become a ghost, you should peacefully reincarnate as a human! "
This conversation puzzled everyone, but Zi Yi and the people of the four families understood. If a person became a ghost, his resentment would be too strong. It was possible that he would not enter the Underworld and stay in the human world. However, the Yang Qi in the human world was too strong. It was not something that a little ghost who had just become a ghost cultivator could bear. He was afraid that his soul would disappear soon. Even if he could barely survive, how could the cultivators of the human world let a ghost cultivator stay in the human world? The Taoist protector would definitely kill him. At present, the only place suitable for ghost cultivators to cultivate was the Demon Ghost Realm, which gathered Yin Qi. However, if they wanted to find trouble with Yue Qianchou in the Demon Ghost Realm, with Yue Qianchou's identity in the Demon Ghost Realm, it would be a joke if it was not?
As soon as he finished speaking, the green light flashed, and the swords swarmed to snatch it. In exchange, a shrill scream was drowned in the bloodthirsty green light in the blink of an eye. As the blood mist spread in the air, a few pieces of ragged clothes were also chased by the green light and turned into dust …
Everyone gasped. Not only was this sword technique powerful and fierce, but it was also abnormally vicious. It actually turned Yan Cheng's bones into dust. Not even a piece of his remains was left. The people of Supporting Immortals Island looked at each other firmly again. The Guiyuan Sword Technique could actually be so fierce. It was really a top-notch sword technique for killing enemies!
As the smell of blood spread, Yue Qianchou frowned slightly. He opened his arms and thousands of cold lights were summoned. They split into two green torrents and returned. In the blink of an eye, all of them were absorbed into his sleeves. Immediately, Yue Qianchou's figure flashed, and he quickly returned to the front of the four families on his sword. As soon as he landed, the green light under his feet also nimbly flicked into his sleeves. The blood mist in the air was blown away by a gust of wind …
Zi Yi looked at Yue Qianchou, who had returned victorious, and clapped her hands excitedly. The applause was abrupt. The atmosphere on the side of the Cultivation Alliance also recovered from the depressing atmosphere. When they remembered that they had won again, they immediately cheered again. However, everyone seemed to have lost the passion from before. The applause and cheers were much more reserved. Everyone looked at Yue Qianchou with a more complicated expression. From today onwards, no sect would dare to look down on this person.
"Senior Chang, why didn't you let me shout for Yan Cheng just now? At least he could have saved his life." Yan Bugui asked the old man in embroidered robes beside him. Just now, Yan Cheng was in a precarious situation. When he was about to shout for help, he was stopped by the old man.
The old man in embroidered robes replied with a faint smile, "Palace Master Yan, you are now representing the cultivation world of each country. How can you say something like admitting defeat?"
This explanation is too far-fetched. If I can't say it, can't you say it too? Who knows what you are planning? Yan Bugui frowned and didn't say anything.
The old man in embroidered robes seemed to have seen through his thoughts. He said with a smile, "Although Yan Ji of Xiushui Country's Rumor Sect can't personally come to the cultivation world of China, he has a Junior Brother named Yan Huan. His cultivation level is quite high. He has reached the peak of the final stage of Tribulation Passing. It is said that he has reached the beginning of the Soul Formation Stage. If Yan Ji knew that all three of his disciples died here, he would definitely ask his Junior Brother to come here. Palace Master Yan, do you think it's worth it to exchange the life of a cultivator in the middle stage of Tribulation Passing for an expert who is close to the Soul Formation Stage? "
Yan Bugui pondered for a moment and said with a voice transmission, "An expert who is close to the Soul Formation Stage? Senior Chang, didn't you say that the world's most powerful cultivator forbade any Soul Formation Stage cultivators to come to the cultivation world of China? If we really attract this expert, will it provoke the world's most powerful cultivator to intervene? "
"No, although Yan Huan's cultivation level is high, he has not reached the Soul Formation Stage. He is not restricted." The old man in embroidered robes' face twitched.
"Who is the world's most powerful cultivator? Have you seen him before, Senior Chang? "Yan Bugui asked with a voice transmission.
To be honest, a year ago, Yan Bugui had always thought that Soul Formation Stage cultivators were legendary figures who probably didn't exist in reality. However, in his most critical moment, a group of disciples of Soul Formation Stage cultivators suddenly came to his rescue. This was simply unbelievable. After the incident, both sides reached an agreement to use each other. He also understood the purpose of these people's visit. However, what he was most curious about was what kind of person the legendary world's most powerful cultivator was. How could he make so many Soul Formation Stage cultivators hesitate and really not dare to take a step into China? This was a little unimaginable. He had asked these people more than once, but no one was willing to tell him in detail. It was as if this world's most powerful cultivator was a taboo in everyone's mouth.
Hearing this, the old man in embroidered robes went into a trance. That time, he begged his master to take him to the East Sea to see the world. At the time, his master didn't think it was a big deal, so he brought him along. Who knew what happened in the end, it was simply chilling … That person brazenly forced all the Soul Formation Stage cultivators in the world to swear a poison oath. In the end, because he was slightly unhappy, he attacked. After being humiliated, 16 top level cultivators joined forces to fight to the death, but they all died in the hands of that person. That light green robed figure was like a nightmare. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would remember that person's cultivation level was so terrifying that he couldn't even imagine it in his dreams.
"Palace Master Yan, that kind of person is not someone we should be concerned about. Let's take care of the matter in front of us!" The old man in embroidered robes said with a changing expression. None of them told the Yan father and son that the reason why the Soul Formation Stage cultivators didn't come was because they were forced to swear a poison oath. There were two reasons why they didn't say it. The first was because they were afraid that the Yan father and son would be scared. The second was because no one would say that their master had been humiliated.
Yan Bugui grunted and slightly nodded his head. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a slight trace of fear on the old man's face. In his heart, he made up his mind to find a way to understand this world's most powerful cultivator. Otherwise, when the time comes, he wouldn't know he had suffered a loss.
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