The crowd on the summit cried out in alarm and began to retreat. Only Wang Chong maintained his composure.
"Kan position, dragon body, ten inches!"
Wang Chong suddenly said.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, at least three sword formations hit the seven-inch dragon body at the Kan position at the same time.
The Black Yin Ancestor had been focused on dealing with Ouyang Changheng, but he suddenly grimaced.
"Li position, dragon body, four inches!"
The four sword formations flew through the air, sending milky-white bolts of Sword Qi into the air and slamming into another part of the black dragon.
"Zhen position, dragon body, nine inches!"
"Dui position, dragon body, two inches!"
"Qian position, dragon body, six inches!"
… …
In the howling winds, Wang Chong's gaze was fixed on that fingernail-sized black dot within the black dragon's body.
Wherever that black dot moved, Wang Chong would direct the sixteen sword formations to attack.
On the summit, the Black Yin Ancestor didn't pay much attention at first, but his complexion gradually grew more and more unsightly.
Those flea-like Zhengqi League disciples were attacking the weakest points of his Stellar Energy. Under normal circumstances, the Black Yin Ancestor wouldn't have paid them any attention, but now that his Stellar Energy was being attacked, the Black Yin Ancestor's Stellar Energy was being consumed. More importantly, these attacks were beginning to affect the circulation of energy in his body.
And the effects were becoming more and more obvious.
"How could this be?!"
The Black Yin Ancestor could feel his Stellar Energy being drained under the relentless attacks of the Zhengqi League disciples. He clenched his teeth in disbelief.
This was not his first time clashing with the Zhengqi League disciples. In the past, no matter how many of them there were, they had never posed a threat to him.
This time, however, the Zhengqi League disciples seemed to have been reborn. There were fewer of them and fewer sword formations, but the impact of this battle was far greater than any other.
"Foul brat!"
The Black Yin Ancestor's eyes flashed as he scanned the battlefield, quickly locking onto Wang Chong.
"You're seeking death!"
Buzz! The heavens and earth changed color, and an abnormally large amount of spiritual energy condensed into a solid substance suddenly broke through the air and locked onto Wang Chong.
"Good chance!"
If the Black Yin Ancestor could sense this, so could Ouyang Changheng. He had been prepared for failure, but now, the sixteen sword formations formed by the disciples of the Zhengqi League had attracted at least forty percent of his attention and strength.
Moreover, due to their attacks, the Upstanding Qi in the body of the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect was affected, slowly becoming unstable and sluggish. In a battle of this level, these were extremely fatal.
"Everyone, listen up! We can't let the Black Yin Ancestor leave! "
Ouyang Changheng shouted, forcefully gathering his Stellar Energy and transforming into the ten-meter-tall black Qilin once more. His strength was extremely Yang and unyielding, and it was incomparably vast. With a boom, it soared into the sky and lunged at the Black Yin Ancestor.
"Black Scale Descends from the Sky!"
The air rippled like waves, and the surging energy turned into a huge Kirin's right claw, pouncing at the Great Elder of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
Boomboom!
In a flash, a cloud of dust rose from the mountain, the clashing of Stellar Energy and the roars of battle shook the heavens. The battle was more intense than ever before.
The shockwaves of the battle blew down from the summit, causing Wang Chong's black hair to dance in the wind.
"Song Youran, tell me all the sword formations of your Zhengqi League! Hurry! "
Wang Chong's eyes were fixed on the summit, not even turning his head.
Song Youran nodded. Without the slightest hesitation, she began to recite the names of the sword formations of the Zhengqi League.
"Sword Charges the Bull, Peerless Sword Qi, Bright Sun Hangs High, Bright Moon Rises from the East, Sun and Moon Shine Together …"
Song Youran had no idea why Wang Chong was asking about this at a time like this. This was because unless one had cultivated the martial arts themselves, it would be very difficult to understand the crux of them. But the situation was urgent, and Song Youran subconsciously obeyed Wang Chong's order.
"The Black Yin Ancestor will soon launch a counterattack. Song Youran, Song Jue, both of you retreat twenty zhang.
Keep your distance from the battlefield, "Wang Chong said without turning his head, his voice suffused with an unquestionable tone.
Song Youran's heart trembled. For some reason, the Young Master Qingyang (Wang Chong) at this moment exuded an aura of absolute majesty that made it impossible for anyone to resist him.
Song Youran and Song Jue both retreated, and the area behind Wang Chong was now empty, becoming even more conspicuous in the Zhengqi League.
On the summit, as Wang Chong directed the Zhengqi League disciples into the fray, the situation began to subtly change. At the start, the Black Yin Ancestor had been almost unstoppable.
But the Zhengqi League soon began to encircle him, and he began to lose his edge. Moreover, the Black Yin Ancestor began to grow tired of dealing with them. Not only did he have to deal with Ouyang Changheng, who was the strongest in the frontal assault, but he also had to deal with the sixteen sword formations.
Later on, even the other Saint Martial experts began to notice some clues and joined the sword formations in attacking the weak points of the Black Yin Ancestor's Stellar Energy.
This made the Black Yin Ancestor's disadvantage even more obvious. Let alone killing Ouyang Changheng, he was even being suppressed by the Zhengqi League.
How could this be!? Where did such a person come from in the martial arts world?
The Black Yin Ancestor's mind was in turmoil, as if he had seen a ghost. As a titan of the evil path, the Black Yin Ancestor knew all the famous and new members of the martial arts world like the back of his hand, but he had never seen that kid on the mountain before.
Not only that, the Black Yin Ancestor slowly began to sense something. He didn't know how this kid was doing it, but he seemed to be able to see through the circulation patterns of his Stellar Energy and even sense the weak points of his Stellar Energy. One had to realize that these weak points were constantly changing, moving with the flow of Stellar Energy.
Wang Chong was actually able to completely predict where he would appear in the next moment. He was even able to predict the speed at which the Zhengqi League disciples would attack, allowing them to strike his vitals every time. This was what shocked him the most.
"You dare oppose this ancestor? You're seeking death! This ancestor will kill you, and then I'll kill that scoundrel Ouyang Changheng and the disciples of the Zhengqi League! "
As the Black Yin Ancestor gazed at the azure-clothed youth halfway up the mountain, an intense killing intent emerged in his heart.
Rumble!
In the blink of an eye, the mountains quaked as the Black Yin Ancestor transformed into a giant black dragon, roiling Stellar Energy surged into the sky like a massive black wave.
Under the control of this black energy, the swords of the Zhengqi League disciples soared into the sky, transforming into a rain of swords that shot toward Wang Chong.
Xiu!
With a sharp whistle, a sword transformed into black Sword Qi and shot toward Wang Chong with astonishing speed. But Wang Chong remained calm and unperturbed, as if he had already anticipated this. He took half a step to the side in advance, and the Black Yin Ancestor's sure-kill sword brushed past his left cheek by a hair.
Boom! A series of explosions rang out, and the sword landed seven or eight steps behind Wang Chong. The entire blade of the sword sank into the ground, triggering an earth-shattering explosion. Countless stones rained down in all directions.
Xiu, xiu, xiu. In the blink of an eye, the second sword, the third sword … At least a dozen swords rained down on Wang Chong. However, Wang Chong looked up at the sky, his feet moving as if he was taking a leisurely stroll. He took five or six steps in succession, perfectly dodging the initial attack of this wave of swords.
"Protect the Young Master!"
The surrounding experts of the Zhengqi League immediately reacted, flying over to help Wang Chong block the rain of swords. Even the experts of the Zhengqi League on the summit noticed the handsome youth halfway up the mountain and moved to intercept him.
Wang Chong mentally nodded at this sight. Although he was strong enough to take on these attacks, with the help of the experts of the Zhengqi League, he would not have to expose himself too much.
"Gen position, dragon body six cun!"
"Xun position, dragon body eight cun!"
"Li position, dragon body one cun!"
The Black Yin Ancestor's attacks were sharp and incisive, but Wang Chong's counterattacks were also incredibly fast. When the Black Yin Ancestor was still trying to attack Wang Chong, he inevitably revealed some openings. Wang Chong directed the experts of the Zhengqi League on the summit to attack.
The Black Yin Ancestor's black dragon form was both shocked and enraged, and he was forced to retreat under the onslaught of the experts.
"Impossible! How could this kid dodge this ancestor's attacks! "
As one of the titans of the evil path, even a righteous expert like Ouyang Changheng would find it very difficult to dodge his attacks. At the very least, he would not be able to casually dodge them like that kid.
For someone like the Black Yin Ancestor to have such a large difference in accuracy in killing a single person was simply a fantasy. The only explanation was that this kid was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. He had already predicted all of his attacks. Such a person was truly frightening.
He had no background, no name, no background … and yet he had such vision and experience. The Black Yin Ancestor found it more and more difficult to see through this kid's identity.
"A good chance!"
Wang Chong's ears and eyes had been paying attention to the activity on the summit this entire time. The Black Yin Ancestor's mind was clearly in disarray after suffering so many setbacks. This was the best opportunity to attack. But in terms of attacking style, Wang Chong had already begun to adopt a completely different method.
"Kan position, sun and moon shine together!"
"Li position, radiant sun hangs high!"
"Gen position, sword charging at bull!"
"Xun position, peerless sword qi!"
"Qian position, bright moon rising from the east!"
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