Chapter 1181
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Ye Qingtang stood at a distance as she sensed the power of the sword intent emanating from You Tianhe. Her essence, breath, and spirit reached the peak instantly.
Ye Qingtang did not feel too much pressure when facing the powerful figures of the Ancient You Clan as long as she dealt with them carefully.
At this instant, You Tianhe placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his eyes were cold. Subsequently, the power of the sword intent became increasingly intense. The surrounding wind howled, and dust flew everywhere. It was as though a natural disaster was about to arrive, sending chills down one's spine.
Above the city walls, everyone in Heaven City frowned deeply, and many powerful figures were worried for Ye Qingtang.
Back then, even the youngest Yang Lord of the ancient clan, Mo Feng, was almost unable to block the power of You Tianhe's sword intent. Recently, the power of You Tianhe's sword intent seemed to be even more frighteningly powerful than before!
Ye Qingtang did not dare to be careless in the face of such a powerful sword intent.
"You might die with this strike of mine." After a while, You Tianhe looked at Ye Qingtang expressionlessly and said.
Ye Qingtang laughed coldly. "That makes me look forward to it."
As Ye Qingtang finished her sentence, You Tianhe raised his right arm, and a "swoosh" sound pierced through the air. In a flash, a visible sword gleam seemed to descend from the Nine Heavens, shattering the void and engulfing Ye Qingtang.
This sword intent was extremely terrifying and filled with an indescribable power of destruction.
Above the city walls, many powerful figures in Heaven City were surprised. The power of this sword intent was indeed much more refined than before …
The corners of Gu Yu's lips tugged up into an undetectable cold smile. He had two motives for dispatching Ye Qingtang to fight this time. Firstly, it was to let Ye Qingtang deplete You Tianhe's fighting strength. After using the power of the sword intent once, You Tianhe's fighting strength would be greatly reduced in a short period of time.
The second motive was to let Ye Qingtang die on the spot. This way, it would be considered as helping the Beiming Manor Chief vent his anger. A mere mid-stage Yang Lord Eighth Heaven was not essential to Qi Tiancheng …
Gu Yu's smile widened when he saw the sword aura slashing out. Gu Yu was extremely clear about You Tianhe's combat skills. No matter what Ye Qingtang did, it was impossible for her to block You Tianhe's sword intent.
However, in the blink of an eye, Gu Yu's smile completely froze on his face.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ye Qingtang turned into a pitch-black flame.
The power of fire soared into the sky, invisible and intangible, like the first flame when the universe was created.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, the black flame instantly collided with You Tianhe's sword intent.
In an instant, the sound of explosions rang out incessantly. It was as if the void had shattered and doomsday had arrived.
The intense collision between the sword intent and the flames produced a scorching heat wave that instantly surged out in all directions like a flood. Some of the weaker ancient race warriors who were closer to the battle were instantly swept away by the heat wave hundreds of meters away.
In the next second, You Tianhe's face turned pale, and a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He staggered backward for dozens of steps.
When the power of the sword intent dissipated completely, the black flame rapidly condensed, and Ye Qingtang appeared in front of everyone once again.
"Thanks for letting me win." Ye Qingtang looked at You Tianhe and said coldly.
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