Chu Xingyun took a deep breath. His entire body was filled with power. The Sword of Wu Ling in his hand was even surrounded by a faint purple-red flame, and his aura was violent.
"What kind of technique is this? It can actually change a person's aura?" There was no lack of experts in the stands. At this moment, when they saw Chu Xingyun's transformation, they all clicked their tongues in wonder. They couldn't understand what kind of technique this was.
"In this battle, every time you attacked, you would say something arrogant. You would either insult me for being stupid or announce the date of my death. I really can't understand what right you have to say such things."
Chu Xingyun looked at Li Yi, his voice as calm as an ancient well. He said, "Have you never thought about how laughable your words would be when I defeat you with my cultivation at the third layer of Spirit Gathering Realm?"
As his voice fell, Chu Xingyun's body moved. He took a step forward, and a gust of wind blew through the entire space, causing countless gazes to fall on Chu Xingyun.
He stabbed out with his sword, and his Spiritual Sea instantly boiled. The power of the sixteen small Ten Thousand Beast Flames flowed through his meridians and madly gathered in his arm, turning into layers of scorching sword light.
Chu Xingyun's aura was still rising crazily. It became more and more scorching and violent, as if there was no end to it.
"Don't even think about scaring me with this kind of insignificant skill!" Li Yi forcefully took a breath, and his body moved. Although he said this, a seed of fear had already been planted in the depths of his heart.
As Chu Xingyun's aura became more and more powerful, the seed of fear began to germinate, causing Li Yi's aura to weaken. The hand holding the Cold Scale Sword trembled slightly.
"Slash!" Chu Xingyun flicked his wrist, and the Ten Thousand Beast Flames instantly enveloped the Spirit Sword.
Within the Wind and Lightning Sword, there was a trace of scorching Fire Qi. Lightning, wind, and fire merged perfectly, causing the sword's aura to become extremely terrifying, as if it could destroy everything.
"Cold Light!" Li Yi also roared in anger. Layers of cold light condensed into a sword and collided with the Spirit Sword. A terrifying force exploded, and his body was pushed back. A drop of dark red blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and onto the ground.
"I'm actually … injured?" Li Yi looked at the dark red blood on the ground, and his facial features became incomparably distorted. Although it was only a light injury, to Li Yi was a great humiliation!
He, the pride of the Li family, and Li Yi....... and he was a core disciple of the Soaring Martial House..... against trash like Chu Xingyun.....
"I want you to die without a burial place!" Li Yi was completely enraged. The Frost Scale Sword's aura was monstrous, and his murderous intent multiplied in an instant. Streaks of cold sword shadows floated around his body, and each of them carried the Frost Scale Sword's aura.
"Wu Ling's Innate Skill, Absolute Cold Sword Destruction!"
Li Yi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The moment he waved his hand, a cold sword shadow shot out, crazily attacking Chu Xingyun. The cold air was so strong that it made people feel as if they were in the middle of winter.
"Junior Brother Chu, retreat!" Ye Huan was anxious and immediately shouted.
However, Chu Xingyun turned a deaf ear to her and waved the Spirit Sword in his hand again. This time, the Spirit Sword shattered and turned into tens of thousands of sword lights.
The crowd widened their eyes as they saw the tens of thousands of sword lights converge with Chu Xingyun in the center. They condensed into a storm. In the storm, there was the sound of swords, wind, and thunder. But more than that, there was the sound of a violent beast roaring.
Rumbling sounds could be heard as the storm of sword qi swept across the martial arts arena. The moment the cold sword shadow came into contact with it, it had no effect at all and was instantly shattered. Then, it was burned into a mist and dissipated without a trace.
Li Yi was shocked to the point his eyes bulged out when he saw this scene. In the next moment, he felt a terrifying force assault him, and his body hadn't even moved when he was shaken to the point of spitting out blood before crashing onto the arena.
The entire arena was dead silent.
Many people stretched out their hands to wipe their eyes and looked over again. After confirming that this wasn't a dream, they let out a series of hisses and finally accepted the result of the battle before them.
"Is this Chu Xingyun really human? How can he have such terrifying strength?" The crowd was shocked. It was too horrifying. Chu Xingyun, who was only at the third level of Spirit Gathering, had jumped five levels and defeated Li Yi in one move, making him spit out three liters of blood.
More importantly, Chu Xingyun's Wu Ling was far inferior to Li Yi's. His battle could be said to have overturned everyone's common sense and ruthlessly slapped them in the face.
"Li Yi, what do you think now?" The aura on Chu Xingyun's body was still berserk, but his tone was very calm. His gaze was like an ancient well that had no ripples. It was like an invisible sword that deeply pierced into Li Yi's heart.
Li Yi clenched his teeth tightly. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, he recalled the arrogant words he had said earlier. Every single one of them was so clear in his mind that they were still ringing in his ears. It made him feel deeply ashamed and unbearable.
"He's become stronger again, and to such an extent." Shui Qianyue stared blankly at Chu Xingyun's unruly figure. In the depths of her heart, there was a strong sense of powerlessness.
Gu Qingsong and Xiao Ting were also in a daze. They looked at Chu Xingyun absentmindedly. Even now, they still found it hard to believe that Chu Xingyun had actually defeated Li Yi. Moreover, it was a great victory.
Although Xue Qingwu was very confident in Chu Xingyun, when she saw the scene in front of her, she also sucked in a breath of cold air. When she came back to her senses, she saw Chu Xingyun walking step by step towards Li Yi. His hand was still tightly gripping the blood-stained sword.
"Chu Xingyun, what is the meaning of this?!" Xiao Ting also noticed this scene and shouted, causing everyone to be stunned. Li Yi had already been completely defeated and had lost the ability to fight. What did Chu Xingyun want to do?
"My battle with Li Yi was a battle of life and death. What do you think I want to do?" Chu Xingyun raised his head and looked at Xiao Ting. The smile at the corner of his mouth was as gentle as the boy next door. However, for some reason, in Xiao Ting's heart, this smile was like an eternal cold wind, causing his entire body to shiver.
Chu Xingyun slowly raised the sword. The unceasing sword light reflected on Li Yi's face. There was regret and fear, as if he was facing the scythe of the Death God, filled with helplessness.
"Bastard, stop!" Xiao Ting roared in rage. His figure flashed and flew onto the stage, wanting to stop Chu Xingyun.
However, no matter how fast he was, how could he be faster than Chu Xingyun's sword?
A sharp sword light descended, flashing past Li Yi's frightened eyes.
In the next instant, a muffled sound rang out.
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