Chapter 864: Chapter 858: Ten Thousand Swords at Will
“So fast!”
A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd. The speed of both n’s movents was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, they had already engaged.
Ye Xuan’s formidable soul power was crucial at this mont. He successfully tracked Cang Wugui’s movents, or else he might have been at a disadvantage right from the start.
Clang!
The iron swords clashed together, and sparks flew out like celestial maidens scattering flowers. So sparks, combining with the Sword Qi in mid-air, twirled around like burning moths.
Using the powerful rebound force, Ye Xuan was sent flying back, his robes fluttering. The next mont, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he charged forward at an even faster speed, thrusting his iron sword.
Cang Wugui’s reaction speed was not a bit slower than Ye Xuan’s. His body slightly swayed, avoiding Ye Xuan’s lightning-fast sword. The iron sword swept sideways, aiming directly at Ye Xuan’s face.
Swish!
A strand of black hair was cut off. At the crucial mont, Ye Xuan tilted his head, and the iron sword grazed past his cheek.
“It seems this guy is indeed lacking.”
Princess Yu Yue showed a hint of a smile; after encountering Cang Wugui, Ye Xuan indeed wasn’t up to par.
“It’s still early.”
Emperor Yu shook his head. Such a small advantage was nothing significant.
Clang clang clang.
In the blink of an eye, the two n’s iron swords swung continuously, clashing hundreds of tis. Ye Xuan could feel himself gradually falling into a disadvantage. Every move of Cang Wugui was incredibly precise. The man’s swordsmanship was highly advanced, probably not far from the Selfless Realm.
“Heavenly Termination Sword!”
Utilizing force to spring back, Ye Xuan suddenly ford a sword intent with his left hand, pointing towards the approaching Cang Wugui.
The Sword Qi split open a vacuum, shooting outwards with Ye Xuan’s full exertion.
Swish swish swish swish!
In mid-air, the swirling Sword Qi shot out like flying swords. The destructive power of the Sword Qi could not be underestimated; if struck, it would reveal a flaw.
“Myriad Swords at Will.”
Cang Wugui’s expression was cold. Sword Qi also gathered densely around him, shooting out like raindrops under his control.
The combat didn’t start long ago, but the pace had already reached an astonishing level. Even flowers falling and leaves swirling, the air itself beca a weapon for the two.
Not giving up on the attack, Ye Chen continued to propel more Sword Qi at Cang Wugui. As for his body, it weaved through the bamboo leaves. Battling against an experienced Seventh Grade Sword Saint like Cang Wugui, he had to create a more adverse environnt to achieve a breakthrough. At this ti, the half-god level soul power was his key to defeating his opponent. The trajectory of the Sword Qi had almost beco instinctive to him, knowing how to dodge and how to pre-emptively evade.
“Good, knowing how to use one’s advantage.”
Emperor Yu seed to discern sothing, nodding.
An advantage is an advantage. Not using one’s advantage is not called fairness; it’s called foolishness. Everyone has their own advantage. If you don’t amplify your own, it’s giving others a chance, and others won’t give you a chance.
Emperor Yu had already realized that Ye Xuan’s soul power was exceptionally strong. Just in terms of soul power, he was on par with him. This could be felt from the soul waves emanating from Ye Xuan, which surprised Emperor Yu imnsely.
For a young man to reach the level of an old monster like him, who had lived for nearly a thousand years, in terms of soul power—this was truly unbelievable.
Cang Wugui truly lived up to his reputation as a top swordsman of the Eastern Realm. Even in such adverse circumstances, he possessed an unstoppable montum. The mont the Sword Qi approached his body, it would be triggered by his sword montum, counterattacking toward Ye Xuan. Only a very small portion of the Sword Qi could have so effect, but it made dodging much easier for Cang Wugui.
The sound of clashing iron swords was unending. The two figures spun and moved rapidly. They were so fast that identifying who was who was impossible; only a flash of sword light could be seen.
“Impressive! Even if this person loses, his na should remain in history.”
One person praised Ye Xuan.
“Indeed, given the status of the Blood Sword Saint, to fight him to such an extent is quite an accomplishnt. There’s honor even in defeat.”
Most people were surprised by Ye Xuan’s strength, but no one thought Ye Xuan would be the victor in this battle, as in their view, the gap between the two was still too large.
After all, few people would believe that soone could simply co in and defeat a top swordsman of today.
Puff!
At this mont, a strand of blood blossod; one of them was injured.
The figures passed by each other, Ye Xuan pulled back a dozen ters, looking down at his waist where there was a thin sword scar. Among hundreds of exchanges, Ye Xuan hadn’t been hit once. However, Cang Wugui’s combat power reached an inconceivable level. The last sword strike, which should not have hit him, did so, and if not for his quick reflexes, he would have been cut in half and disastrously defeated on the spot.
“Truly deserving of being the Blood Sword Saint.”
Ye Xuan carefully recollected the previous sword in his mind.
That sword had reached a point incredibly close to the Selfless Realm, almost deceiving his perception; that is the Selfless Realm.
“He actually dodged it.”
The most surprised person was Cang Wugui. That sword was executed with the most extre use of his swordsmanship. He assud it could kill Ye Xuan instantly but unexpectedly only caused such a negligible injury.
“However, with such a sword move, you should not be able to dodge it entirely anymore, right?”
Cang Wugui’s eyes slightly sank. Having fought Ye Xuan for so long without a result, he was getting a little impatient.
Moving again, Cang Wugui concentrated fully, once more deploying a lethal sword move.
And this ti, it was a barrage of consecutive sword strikes.
Puff!
Puff!
The injuries on Ye Xuan increased, with blood staining his clothes red. He was constantly on the brink of being slain, but each ti, Ye Xuan managed to escape peril narrowly. Even Emperor Yu couldn’t distinguish whether Ye Xuan relied on luck or skill.
What could be confird, however, was that Ye Xuan’s swordsmanship was becoming more skilled and exquisite in the battle with Cang Wugui. Although the degree of this change was minimal, Emperor Yu still noticed it.
This left even Emperor Yu internally astonished.
Could it be that Ye Xuan was using the battle with Cang Wugui to refine his swordsmanship?
“Impossible.”
The next mont, Emperor Yu negated this thought. It was basically impossible; using Cang Wugui to refine swordsmanship would only be attempted if one were overwhelmingly confident in their strength. He didn’t think Ye Xuan had that level of strength and confidence.
“Such a stubborn guy. Already lost for sure, yet he won’t surrender.”
Princess Yu Yue stomped her foot.
“Not necessarily.”
Nangong Yao’s beautiful eyes flashed with a glimr. Although the wounds on Ye Xuan’s body increased, none were fatal. For a Martial Saint-level warrior, these injuries had little impact on fighting capability.
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