Although Ye Qinghan did not say anything, he used his most unyielding attitude to express his thoughts!
If he didn't die today, he would definitely make a comeback in the future!
Ye Qinghan stared coldly at Xia Jiulong. He raised his eyes and his battle intent soared.
Whoosh!
Xia Jiulong looked at Ye Qinghan's eyes and no longer held back. He no longer concealed his murderous intent. He only had ten moves. If he couldn't kill Ye Qinghan this time, there would be plenty of time in the future. It was hard to tell who would win or lose.
His dragon robe fluttered, and his aura swallowed the mountains and rivers. The sun and moon appeared at the same time, and the radiance of trillions of stars shrouded the sky.
Astral Arts!
Xia Jiulong stepped on the seven stars, and the chessboard shone brightly. His traces were a little strange. He seemed to be in front, but he had already left. He had achieved teleportation.
Xia Jiulong's afterimages were everywhere in the world. He was so fast that it was impossible to determine his position.
Ye Qinghan suddenly closed his eyes and danced with Tai Chi. He pulled the airflow and gathered the power of the Eight Trigrams. Although he couldn't see Xia Jiulong's trajectory and position, he could sense his location and murderous intent by listening to the airflow.
He was strong, but he was strong. The wind brushed the hills, the ten thousand moves followed the heart, the thousand changes did not leave the sect!
Ye Qinghan danced faster and faster. The airflow in the chessboard formation was completely controlled by him. He could pinpoint Xia Jiulong's position with just a slight change. However, he still couldn't pinpoint Xia Jiulong's exact position.
Xia Jiulong drifted with the airflow. His speed and control reached an exaggerated level. He kept getting closer to Ye Qinghan.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Just as the two were accumulating their power, Xia Jiulong moved. He turned into a star, and his hand was the sky. He pressed down from above, shattering the airflow of Ye Qinghan's star. He forcefully squeezed, and even divine weapons could be shattered. The power of the sun, moon, and stars could not be shaken!
Ye Qinghan's aura stagnated, and his body moved back. He borrowed the power of the earth to resist the power of the stars. His body and the earth became one, and even the chessboard formation seemed to be integrated with him. If one wanted to defeat him, they would have to defeat the Chess Saint's chessboard formation.
Although the chessboard formation only contained one-thousandth of the Chess Saint's profundity, it wasn't something a middle-level expert could break.
Boom!!
Ye Qinghan raised his palms to meet Xia Jiulong's attack. Xia Jiulong's Heaven Covering Palm struck downwards. They collided with each other forcefully. Shockwaves swept out, and the light of the chess matrix became even more dazzling.
Ka ka ka — — — —
The sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard. It was especially ear-piercing as it spread into the distance.
Ye Qinghan's corporeal body bore the brunt of the power from the stars. His corporeal body sank, and his leg bones cracked. He was forced to kneel down, but fortunately, he was kneeling on one knee. His right leg was still able to withstand the pressure. He swung his palms to the left, using Xia Jiulong's power to throw himself to the edge of the chess matrix.
"Do you think you can borrow my power just because you want to? If I only have the strength of a thousand jin, then do you have the strength of four taels? " Xia Jiulong's disdainful voice reverberated. Then, trillions of stars gathered. The mysteries and secrets of the stars exploded in an instant. His power was enough to shake mountains and rivers. Even the chess matrix shook.
Boom!!
Xia Jiulong's palm struck down like lightning, crushing Ye Qinghan's corporeal body. He couldn't even borrow any power. Compared to Xia Jiulong, Ye Qinghan was too slow, and his strength was too weak! He couldn't even withstand a single blow!
This was the strength of a secret technique. The strongest secret technique of time, the Astral Arts, was not something an ordinary technique could contend with. Ye Qinghan's ten character mantra was only a part of the Immortal's Code, and it was only at the minor completion stage. The difference was too great!
"Ye Qinghan can't borrow Xia Jiulong's power! If this continues, Ye Qinghan will be crushed to dust by Xia Jiulong's power of the stars. "The Nightwalker commented quietly.
Fanyin stood up agitatedly, staring at the chessboard formation.
The Blessed Buddha Holy Master, the Nine Prefectures Lords, and the King of Hell nodded silently. The difference in strength was obvious now. Ye Qinghan was an arrow at the end of its flight. It was only a matter of time before he lost.
"Ye Qinghan, surrender!" Fanyin hurriedly reminded him.
But Ye Qinghan didn't even have the strength to speak. He was fully focused on resisting Xia Jiulong's power. The ten character mantra couldn't help him anymore. He could only rely on his corporeal body and divine power.
Roar!!!
Ye Qinghan roared. His voice didn't sound like a human's at all. It sounded like a primordial beast with the power of a giant dragon.
Boom!!
Ye Qinghan's corporeal body was pushed to the edge of the chessboard formation by Xia Jiulong. He was being squeezed by the formation and the power of the stars. His corporeal body was twisted, and his veins were bulging. His dragon blood was boiling. He was resisting with all his might!
Boom boom boom!!!
Xia Jiulong's power was limitless. He hadn't finished his moves yet, but his power was coming in waves, each wave stronger than the last. Each wave was several times stronger than the last, and it kept stacking up.
Ye Qinghan was bleeding from his seven orifices. He was pressed against the chessboard formation, unable to retreat or advance. He was being squeezed in the center, and it was impossible for him to break through the chessboard formation. If he didn't want to die, he had to force Xia Jiulong to retreat.
Ye Qinghan took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and mobilized his golden body. Every cell exploded. Every giant blood cell was a star with limitless potential. They could erupt with monstrous power, and the golden body shone brightly.
"Dragon Transformation Style!"
Roar —
Roar!!
Ye Qinghan suddenly erupted. He transformed into a heavenly dragon and roared. His fangs tore through the shackles, and the impact seemed to break through the chessboard formation. Even the dust outside the formation was blown up.
The potential of the Giant Blood Race was unleashed. His strength instantly increased by several times, and he forcefully overturned Xia Jiulong's astral arts.
Roar!!
Ye Qinghan's body rose as a giant phantom appeared behind him. It was six meters tall! It was driven by Ye Qinghan's main body as he punched Xia Jiulong.
Boom!
Xia Jiulong's expression changed abruptly. His attack had been broken, and he was caught off guard. He waved his palm again. Nine moons and stars appeared in his palms, converging into a giant full moon. He pushed his palms out with earth-shattering might. The tremors on the ground intensified, and the shockwaves spread for thousands of miles!
Boom!
Ye Qinghan's elbows transformed into divine weapons and fiercely attacked Xia Jiulong's palms. They were as fast as lightning, and they separated upon contact. His body rotated, and his long legs were like rainbows piercing through the sun. They swept across a thousand catties and smashed down on Xia Jiulong.
Whoosh —
Xia Jiulong retreated and used Stellar Transposition. He disappeared from where he was in the blink of an eye. His palms transformed into blades and slashed toward Ye Qinghan's neck.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan grabbed with his bare hands and condensed his qi into a blade. The seven-foot-long blade tore through the stars with unstoppable momentum. His domineering aura soared to the heavens. His blade techniques were grand, and he clashed with Xia Jiulong in the blink of an eye.
Boom boom boom!
The two of them continuously clashed and retreated. Every time, Ye Qinghan was at a disadvantage. But every time, he was unable to kill Ye Qinghan. It was difficult to even severely injure him.
Ye Qinghan was fighting with his life on the line. He pushed his Shadowless Unfettered Cloud Footwork to the limit. Every time, he would rush over before Xia Jiulong could finish accumulating power. This prevented Xia Jiulong from displaying his peak strength.
In the blink of an eye, ten moves flashed past!
"Ten moves have passed! Ye Qinghan, you've lost. Quickly thank Nine Dragons Crown Prince for his guidance. "Fan Yin's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. When Xia Jiulong finished his ten moves, he immediately shouted.
Xia Jiulong was filled with anger as he glared at Ye Qinghan. He hadn't even used thirty percent of his strength. Every time, he was forcefully intercepted by Ye Qinghan. It was a bit like the Interception Dao of the Interception Dao. Xia Jiulong's heart sank and his body trembled. The Nine Dragons Fan appeared in his right hand.
This battle was completely unfair to Xia Jiulong. The space was too small. He couldn't display his advantage at all. Instead, he was suppressed by Ye Qinghan. How could he accept this?
Ye Qinghan was panting. His Holy Golden Body was riddled with wounds. Xia Jiulong's qi blades had lacerated it more than ten times! He was bathed in blood, but he was grinning. This battle with Xia Jiulong was much more useful than three to five years of bitter cultivation.
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