The two of them stood facing each other and looked at each other. Countless sparks flew in the air as if two sharp blades were fighting fiercely.
At this time, both of them had realized that only one of them could survive today. They would fight to the death.
Yang Xuan's Qi Power rose again and again, stirring up the heaven and earth. It pressed down on Sun Chongming like a tsunami. He cupped his fist and said in a deep voice, "Brother Sun, please!"
When Sun Chongming sensed Yang Xuan's aura, a similarly grave look appeared on his face. He cupped his fists towards Yang Xuan and said, "Please!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Qi Power of the two of them rose at the same time. It was as if two indomitable giants had collided with each other. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged and the heaven and earth changed color.
Yang Qingshan and the others felt as if they had been hit by a huge mountain at the same time. They felt a sweetness in their throats and involuntarily stepped back. Some of the disciples even rolled on the ground like gourds.
At this moment, everyone's expression changed at the same time.
Before seeing a real Innate Master, no matter how much they imagined, it was hard for them to imagine that a fight between two Innate Masters could have such power. It had exceeded the limits of human beings.
At the same time, in Ataraxia City, countless people had heard the news and were watching from afar.
At the moment when Yang Xuan and Sun Chongming's Qi Power collided, everyone felt as if the sky was about to collapse. It made them change color.
Sun Chongming's expression was gloomy and his eyes emitted a monstrous chill. He suddenly reached out to his waist and a dazzling cold light suddenly burst out. He grasped it in his hand. It was a soft sword that was shining with cold light and exuding an endless chill.
"Brother Yang, be careful. All my skills are on this Cold Soul Sword. I wonder what weapon Brother Yang is using?" Sun Chongming held a cold light in his hand and said in a deep voice.
Yang Xuan's gaze turned towards the cold light. He was on guard, but at the same time, he shook his head and said, "I'm used to fighting bare-handed. I don't have the habit of using weapons!"
Sun Chongming nodded and didn't say anything else. He called out to Brother Yang to be careful. His arm paused, and a cold light flashed in his hand. His entire person suddenly disappeared. The next moment, his body suddenly appeared less than three steps in front of Yang Xuan. His flexible sword carried a monstrous killing intent and endless cold light. Like a meteor catching up with the moon, it stabbed straight at Yang Xuan!
As the sword pierced out, the surrounding temperature plummeted. In an instant, there seemed to be countless shards of ice sparkling around Sun Chongming's body. Even the ground was covered in a layer of white frost. The momentum was astonishing.
But in Yang Xuan's eyes, it was completely different. Sun Chongming's sword seemed to have transformed into an endless river of ice. Countless sharp icicles flickered with a cold light as they howled towards him. In an instant, Yang Xuan felt as if his entire body had been submerged in this river of ice, making it difficult for him to breathe, and difficult for him to resist.
Yang Xuan's expression suddenly changed. A Xiantian master was really not easy to deal with. Everyone knew that a Xiantian master was powerful, but it was still beyond his expectation to be this powerful.
At this critical moment, Yang Xuan's mind calmed down. Spiritual Qi surged around his body, and the illusion disappeared. At the same time, his right foot gently touched the ground. His whole body turned into a shadow, and retreated like lightning. At the same time, the earth element spiritual qi gathered, and a long stone spike instantly pierced through the air, fiercely attacking Sun Chongming.
Sun Chongming's sword missed. Just as he was about to pursue, he suddenly felt a sense of danger. He didn't dare to be negligent. He bent his body slightly and retreated. His flexible sword slashed downwards, and a white mist of cold air gushed out from the flexible sword. In the blink of an eye, it hit Yang Xuan's stone spike.
"Boom!"
The white mist of cold air and the stone spike collided. The cold air instantly surrounded the stone spike. After a crackling sound, the stone spike was frozen into pieces and piled up on the ground.
Both of their expressions changed at the same time.
Yang Xuan was shocked. Since he created this Earth Spike Tao Technique, it had been successful. Countless masters had died under it. He didn't expect to meet his match today.
At the same time that he was shocked, a trace of excitement surged in his heart. This was the kind of battle that he longed for. Only in this kind of battle would he be able to rapidly grow. In an instant, he was filled with boundless anticipation for the upcoming trip to the capital.
Sun Chongming was also extremely shocked at this time. This stone spike was very strange. There was no sign in advance, and it was silent. If it wasn't for his many years of experience of life and death tempering, which had developed a superhuman spiritual sense, a hole would have been pierced through his body.
Yang Xuan suppressed the excitement in his heart. At the same time, his killing intent surged. At this moment, he also saw the horror of a real Xiantian master. If he couldn't kill Sun Chongming here today, then what awaited the Yang family was a disaster.
One must know that his mother was still in the Yang family.
Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly burst out a monstrous killing intent. The nine cyclones in his body spun at a crazy speed. The Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth formed a huge whirlpool in an instant, and rushed towards Yang Xuan.
In an instant, Yang Xuan's body surged with a yellow brilliance, and his whole body was wrapped tightly. It was Yang Xuan's self-created Earth Spirit Fist. In an instant, the Earth Spirit Qi surged out, and a huge momentum was emitted, making him suddenly become sacred and inviolable.
Kill!
Before Sun Chongming had the time to observe Yang Xuan's changes, he suddenly felt waves of killing intent rushing towards him like a tidal wave. He didn't have time to say anything as he suddenly rose from the ground and swung the Cold Soul Sword downwards.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Three huge stone spikes appeared out of thin air at the place where Sun Chongming was standing just now, and made a huge whistling sound. Sun Chongming's divine sword pierced down, and the white cold air appeared again. In a flash, the three stone spikes were turned into powder.
Without waiting for him to breathe a sigh of relief, several swishing sounds were heard, and the stone spikes appeared one after another, like bamboo shoots after the rain, constantly emerging from the ground and piercing towards his body.
For a moment, Sun Chongming was in a mess.
After cutting off a few more stone spikes, Sun Chongming suddenly shouted. Along with this shout, the Cold Soul Sword in his hand suddenly shone with a cold light. In an instant, it became incomparably dazzling, like a sun exuding endless coldness.
Then, he waved the Cold Soul Sword in a circle, forming a white light circle in the air, lying flat under his body, parallel to the ground. Then, he suddenly jumped up, and from top to bottom, pierced the center of the light circle.
"Snowy Lotus Dance!" A loud roar came from his mouth.
With this roar, the light circle was pierced by the Cold Soul Sword, and suddenly spread to the ground, and instantly began to expand. Wherever the white fog went, the soil on the ground suddenly turned over, like an iron plough plowing the ground, spreading out at an extremely fast speed.
The stone spikes that Yang Xuan shot out shattered and disappeared.
Sun Chongming landed on the ground, holding the Cold Soul Sword in his hand. His expression was cold, but there was a trace of shock in his eyes.
At this moment, Yang Xuan was also shocked. What he didn't expect was that the group stone spikes attack, which had always been successful, would be broken by someone in such a way. And what made him even more shocked was that the ground where Sun Chongming was standing seemed to have an additional mysterious power, which hindered his stone spikes, making it difficult for him to stab out at the original speed.
At this moment, he understood that this mysterious power was probably the Xiantian power that only Xiantian masters had. If he continued to attack with the stone spikes, under the influence of the Xiantian power, the speed of the stone spikes would become a joke.
And Yang Qingshan and the rest, as well as the others who were secretly watching the battle, were already stunned.
Sun Chongming suddenly opened his mouth and said, "I have practiced martial arts all my life, relying on great perseverance, I was lucky enough to reach the Xiantian level. After that, I accidentally got the Cold Soul Sword, and learned the Snowy Dance Sword Technique, which complemented the Cold Soul Sword, greatly increasing my power. Since then, I have traveled the world, competing with various masters, and seen countless strange skills. But, I have never seen Brother Yang's martial arts, which made me very curious. I don't know what kind of skill it is, and I hope Brother Yang can clear my doubts!"
When Yang Xuan heard this, he smiled faintly and said, "Brother Sun, this is just a skill that I created myself, it's not a profound martial arts skill, I have embarrassed myself in front of Brother Yang!"
Sun Chongming was stunned, then he laughed and said, "Good, good, good! I originally thought that Brother Yang just got some lucky chance and reached the Xiantian level, but now it seems that Brother Yang is actually a genius. At such a young age, you can already create your own martial arts skill, it's really amazing! "
He didn't doubt Yang Xuan's words at all. Firstly, Yang Xuan didn't have to deceive him, and secondly, a Xiantian master had the pride of a Xiantian master, and disdained to lie.
Sun Chongming shook the Cold Soul Sword in his hand, and the divine sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light, at the same time, an even colder feeling than before was emitted from the divine sword.
He said in a deep voice, "Brother Yang, just now you and I were just testing each other, I think Brother Yang must know that only one of us can survive today, so I will use all my strength to kill Brother Yang, I hope Brother Yang will be careful, and don't let me down!"
The people who were secretly watching the battle were shocked when they heard this. They didn't expect that the miraculous competition just now was just a test, and for a moment, their reverence and fear for the Xiantian realm became clearer and clearer!
Yang Xuan nodded and said, "It should be so!"
At this time, Sun Chongming's aura suddenly changed.
Originally, his aura was huge like an iceberg. However, at this moment, all of his aura suddenly began to withdraw into his body. In just a short moment, the aura that originally covered the sky and earth was actually completely withdrawn by him.
When his aura was completely withdrawn, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan felt a chill in his heart. He felt that Sun Chongming suddenly turned into a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice, emitting a coldness that seemed to have accumulated for hundreds of millions of years. Although his aura was insignificant compared to before, but in Yang Xuan's eyes, it was more than ten times more terrifying than before.
Yang Xuan felt a sense of crisis for the first time.
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