"He's too strong. Will Yama be defeated by him?"
"What kind of joke is this? Even if the ancient Demon Emperor's strength is greatly reduced on the bridge, he still won't be killed so easily.
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"He was nearly forced to his knees by Yang Xuan's sword. Now it looks like he's locked in a stalemate with Yang Xuan, but what he's relying on is his anger. Once this anger dissipates, he'll immediately be forced into a passive position."
The audience discussed. Everyone could see that Yama was only strong on the outside. If he continued to attack without any regard for his strength, it wouldn't be long before he weakened. At that time, Yang Xuan might be able to take advantage of the situation and kill him.
"Isn't that person … the Demon Emperor Yama?"
"That's right. And his opponent, if I'm not mistaken, is the Desolate State's Yang Xuan?"
"It's that boy."
"Good heavens, those two are actually fighting."
At this time, some martial artists entered the ruins and arrived at the area where the crowd was gathered. They looked at the fierce battle on the bridge with shock. They never imagined that Yang Xuan would dare to fight Yama.
Because they had just arrived and knew nothing about the Samsara Bridge, everyone felt this was absurd.
That was an ancient Demon Emperor! A youth that hadn't even reached the Life Destruction realm actually dared to fight such a character. It was unimaginable.
"What's going on? Why aren't the two of them using their origin energy or divine power?"
"Could they be exchanging pointers?"
"Exchanging pointers my ass. That Samsara Bridge isn't simple."
"Samsara Bridge? Is it that stone bridge? "
"Yes. The power of samsara lingers on that bridge. Not only will anyone be attacked by the power of samsara, but they will also be unable to use their origin energy or divine power."
"So that's how it is."
Under the explanations of several people who were in the know, many of the cultivators who had just arrived came to a sudden understanding. However, when they saw that Yang Xuan was able to fight to a draw with Yama, they still felt shocked from the bottom of their hearts.
Peng!
Suddenly, a loud explosion pierced through the heavens. The two people on the bridge separated, their chests heaving. They were gasping for breath.
After fighting for so long, both of them had consumed a great deal of energy.
"Kid, I have to say that you're really strong. You're the first I've seen in my life."
The King of Hell was enraged, and his killing intent did not decrease in the slightest. However, his eyes had regained some rationality.
"You flatter me."
Yang Xuan uttered softly and dashed forward with his sword in hand. He wanted to kill the King of Hell in one fell swoop.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he could get rid of the King of Hell on the bridge … He would be able to take the opportunity to devour the demonic power in his Divine Soul and use it to strengthen his Heavenly Demon Martial Soul.
"Kill!"
Yama's voice was like thunder, filled with boundless killing intent. He brandished his Dragon Vein Ice Sword and unleashed countless sword lights, starting a life-and-death battle with Yang Xuan.
Ding ding dang dang …
It was another round of intense close combat. Neither of them could do anything to the other. However, Yang Xuan had the advantage in terms of his strong physique. His stamina was much more abundant than Yama's.
Yan Luo had already exchanged dozens of blows with him, and his combat prowess was gradually weakening.
"Haha. Are you exhausted so quickly? "
Yang Xuan threw his head back and laughed maniacally. His figure soared into the air like a divine dragon.
He gripped his sword with both hands and swooped down from midair at an extremely fast speed. He swung his sword fiercely towards the top of Yama's head.
Yama's expression was extremely ugly. Until now, he had finally realized the seriousness of the situation. Yang Xuan's physique was much stronger than Ji Changtian's. His strength, speed, endurance, and explosive power were all far superior to Ji Changtian's.
And he had possessed Ji Changtian. With Ji Changtian's physique, he could not fight with Yang Xuan at all.
Although he still had the Great Accomplishment Sword Dao Profoundness, Yang Xuan had the half-step Creation Divine Sword and had comprehended three Martial Dao Profoundness, which was enough to fight with his Great Accomplishment Sword Dao Profoundness.
"This won't do. I have to leave quickly, or my life will be in danger."
The more Yama thought about it, the more afraid he became. Just as the Purgatory Sword was about to reach his head, he moved his feet and retreated like a flickering shadow, dodging Yang Xuan's ruthless sword.
After all, he was an Immemorial Demon Emperor. Even if he could not use his divine power and secret techniques on the bridge, his movement techniques were still extremely powerful.
"You want to leave?"
A piercing cold light shot out from Yang Xuan's eyes. His feet pushed off the ground, his figure rising and falling as he gave chase, his speed as quick as lightning.
Yama's expression changed. He did not expect Yang Xuan to be so fast.
Swoosh!
Yang Xuan took the initiative to attack, sweeping his sword horizontally. His movements were domineering and forceful.
"Get lost!"
Yama roared in anger. The Dragon Pattern Ice Sword in his hand sliced through the air, avoiding the Purgatory Sword and pointing at Yang Xuan's throat.
He was indeed worthy of being a Demon Emperor. His swordsmanship was superb, cunning, and vicious, forcing Yang Xuan to change his move.
"You're the one who should get lost."
Yang Xuan shouted. The Purgatory Sword in his hand changed from a sweep to a lift, blocking Yama's treacherous sword with a clang.
Thump thump thump!!!
The two retreated together, standing a few meters away from each other.
"Again."
Yang Xuan did not give Yama too much time to catch his breath. His figure soared into the air. Although he could not fly on the bridge, he had comprehended the profound meaning of wind, so he could glide in the air for a short period of time.
At this moment, his body was completely stretched, and the blood in his body roared. His sword was filled with peerless killing intent as it slashed at Yama's face.
Swoosh!
Yama hurriedly retreated. Although his speed was very fast, a few strands of his hair were still cut off.
The Purgatory Sword's blade almost brushed past his brow. If he had been a little slower, this sword would have split his head open.
"Let's see how long you can hide."
Yang Xuan landed on the ground and exploded with extreme speed. His entire body instantly turned into a bolt of lightning, charging straight at Yama.
"This is intolerable."
Yama was infuriated to the point of insanity, he swung his sword with all his might to block.
"You overestimate yourself."
Yang Xuan disdainfully slashed with his sword, not holding back at all. He slashed at the Dragon Vein Ice Sword with great force, forcing Yama back seven or eight steps.
"What bullsh * t Demon Emperor? He's just so-so."
Yang Xuan let out a long roar, took two steps forward, and launched a fierce attack on Yama.
The King of Hell charged left and right, but he was exhausted from dealing with it. In just a short moment, he was unable to resist anymore, and he was beaten by Yang Xuan's disorderly and forceful attacks to the point his hair was disheveled, and he retreated step by step.
Pfff!
Suddenly, there was a spurt of blood. Yang Xuan's Purgatory Sword had opened up a deep wound on his left shoulder. Blood was gushing out.
If it wasn't for the fact that his physical body was strong enough and that he had dodged with all his might just now, he wouldn't have been injured. His throat had long been slit by Yang Xuan's sword.
Outside the Bridge of Reincarnation, the martial practitioners who had just arrived were all dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their eyes.
The Demon Emperor Yama had actually been beaten by Yang Xuan to the point where he couldn't fight back.
Just now, his left arm had almost been chopped off by Yang Xuan's sword.
This was like a fairy tale, so dreamy and unreal that it was hard to believe.
"Master!"
The burly corpse puppet yelled. His expression was extremely nervous, and he couldn't care so much anymore. He leaped onto the Bridge of Reincarnation, but before he could go far, he let out a scream and stumbled off the bridge.
The reincarnation power on the Bridge of Reincarnation was so dense that ordinary people couldn't withstand it.
Especially since the burly corpse puppet was strong, his Divine Soul was weak, and he couldn't resist the invasion of the reincarnation power.
"Don't come up again!"
Yama roared. At the same time, he attacked Yang Xuan with his sword.
"You must die in this battle."
Yang Xuan's voice was as cold as a sword. He swung the Purgatory Sword with both hands, and with a domineering stance, he fiercely clashed with the Dragon Patterned Ice Sword.
Unsurprisingly, Yama couldn't win and was sent flying again.
"My next sword. I'll take your life. "
At the same time, Yang Xuan's figure leaped out like lightning. His left arm expanded rapidly, and countless dark red dragon scales appeared on it.
This was the Qilin Arm.
Yang Xuan gripped the Purgatory Sword with his left hand, and a terrifying power erupted from the sword. It came crashing down with the force of Mount Tai.
"This is …"
Yama looked up, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Although he didn't recognize what the Qilin Arm was, he could feel that this monstrous arm contained an incomparably violent power. Moreover, Yang Xuan was holding the Purgatory Sword.
This slash had already posed a great threat to him.
"I can't take this sword head-on!"
Yama was terrified and retreated without hesitation. He tried to dodge.
Yang Xuan's expression was cold and expressionless. He moved with the sword, using the profound of wind. His speed suddenly increased, and Yama could only swing his sword to take it head-on.
Boom!
The two swords clashed, and there was a thunderous sound.
Under this loud sound, Yama seemed to be struck by lightning. The skin on his right arm that held the sword split open, and his entire body flew out like a kite with a broken string. He landed heavily on the ground outside the Bridge of Reincarnation, coughing up blood. His aura was weak.
Everyone who saw this scene was shocked. Even someone as powerful as the Demon Emperor Yama had been blasted off the bridge by Yang Xuan's sword.
"Master!"
The corpse puppet reacted and hurried over to help Yama up.
"It's fine."
Yama shook his head, using his hand to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth as he got up.
"Kid, how dare you hurt my great-grandson's body!"
When the Ji Family's two Venerables saw this, they coughed up blood in anger. It was true that Yama was injured, but Yama's remnant soul was residing in Ji Changtian's body. If anything happened to Ji Changtian's body, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"What are you two old fools shouting about? If you have the guts, come and fight me. I'll fight the two of you."
Yang Xuan provoked.
Hearing this, the Ji Family's two Venerables' faces turned green, and their killing intent soared. However, with Yama as an example, they didn't dare to step onto the bridge.
"Haha, what bullsh * t Ji Family's two Venerables. Just so-so, just so-so!"
Yang Xuan laughed out loud, looking extremely arrogant.
"Bastard, get down here and die!"
Ji Hai Feng cried out loudly, wishing that he could tear Yang Xuan into pieces, pull out his tendons, and skin him alive.
"What are you barking for? I'll be waiting for you on the bridge. If you dare to come up, I'll definitely cut off your dog head."
Yang Xuan's mouth was very poisonous, a single sentence was enough to make him, Ji Haifeng, completely lose his mind. If not for Ji Hailin holding him back, he would have rushed onto the bridge a long time ago.
"This kid must die. Big Brother, don't stop me."
Ji Haifeng called out.
"Don't be rash, that brat is full of evil tricks. He's purposely provoking you. If you rush onto the bridge, you'll fall into his trap."
Ji Hailin shouted.
Whoosh!
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