1562: C1562 To battle Li Daoyang!

C1562 To battle Li Daoyang!

Xiao Chen wanted to break Li Daoyang's arm, but if he could kill him, he would prefer to kill Li Daoyang here.

Thus, the tip of his sword was pointed straight at his throat.

His sword was sharp and tyrannical.

It wanted to break apart Li Daoyang's immortal energy aura, and directly pierce through his throat, killing him in one strike. However, he also knew that Li Daoyang's strength would definitely be strong.

Otherwise, it was impossible for Kuang Lang to have lost an arm.

It was impossible for the cutie to do anything to him.

On one hand, power was something that couldn't be ignored.

Thus, Xiao Chen was not arrogant.

Buzz! Buzz!

The sword's aura was bright, like a white bolt of lightning. It flowed in the air, and with an extremely fast speed, it charged towards Li Daoyang in the blink of an eye.

That sword tore through space and slowly enlarged in front of Li Daoyang's eyes. Li Daoyang could feel the biting cold of that sword and could not help but have a serious expression on his face. This was because he could feel how powerful Xiao Chen's sword was.

But with just that sword, he wanted to kill him?

Not enough!

With one hand behind his back, Li Daoyang raised his other hand, and stretched out two fingers. In that instant, his entire palm turned into a pure white jade, and contempt flashed in his eyes.

Clang!

Sparks flew everywhere.

Li Daoyang's fingers clamped onto Xiao Chen's sword.

Sparks were formed from the two fingers, but they stopped right in front of Li Daoyang, unable to move an inch, as though they were imprisoning him.

Li Daoyang looked at Xiao Chen and slowly said, "The sword intent is very good, it is sharp and overbearing. However, if you want to kill me, Li Daoyang, in one move, it is not enough."

His voice was filled with arrogance.

They treated Xiao Chen like he was an ant.

They didn't care at all.

Furthermore, Xiao Chen's eyes were flashing; sword intent was flowing and condensing in a storm. The sword edge was sharp, carrying an incomparably terrifying force. It was as though his sword contained the force of the heavens and earth, and was not controlled by anyone else.

Li Daoyang exerted force with his fingers.

Immediately, circles of immortal energy ripples appeared in his hands, as if they contained a terrifying Dao Art. In the next instant, cracks appeared on Xiao Chen's Divine Sword. Then, under the gazes of everyone, it shattered and exploded into nothingness.

The horrifying immortal energy caused Xiao Chen and Li Daoyang to retreat simultaneously. Xiao Chen stepped in the air, leaving behind a trail of immortal energy as his clothes fluttered in the air, untainted by a speck of dust.

Li Daoyang's body was as light as a swallow, similarly unscathed. His hair fluttered in the wind, and under his handsome appearance, there was an immense power, as if he could shake the world.

Behind him, a divine elephant formed. The divine elephant stood tall and sturdy, wearing a golden armor and holding a halberd. It stood in the air and suppressed the heavens and the earth. A terrifying pressure poured down toward Xiao Chen. In an instant, there was a surging wave of air above Xiao Chen's head. Everyone could see the countless auras surrounding Xiao Chen fluctuating.

That was the pressure from the divine elephant behind Li Daoyang.

Furthermore, Xiao Chen's long hair and clothes fluttered in the wind. It was as though he was in the middle of a storm. The tearing force was extremely strong; it could tear him apart at any time.

Xiao Chen glanced at Li Daoyang.

Every single sword intent was tainted with the radiance of the stars and was incomparably resplendent. The myriad of divine swords formed an incomparably large Divine Stellar Sword. Xiao Chen stepped on the air and stood on top of the divine sword. Behind him, the nine divine swords circled around him, each carrying a terrifying force.

There was the Heavenly Thunder Sword, there was the Divine Sword that was enveloped by the purplish-red Phoenix Holy Flame, there was the Divine Sword that was enveloped by the white-gold Grand Moon Primordial Fire, and there was even the Stellar Sword. He was able to pierce through the Void Divine Sword.

The two of them faced each other in the air, causing countless people to be stunned.

This battle was dazzling to everyone.

Xiao Chen, Dao Sect's Saints.

On the other side, Li Daoyang, the leader of the Flying Immortal Sect, was one of the leaders of the Yu Cheng Dao Sect's Sacred Land.

Among the same generation, the Flying Immortal Sect was ranked in the top five.

At this moment, the confrontation between the two of them could be said to be an extremely brilliant battle. The eight hundred Heaven Chosen were all focused on watching this battle.

They were curious as to who would win and who would lose.

When the cutie and Kuang Lang saw the battle of Wu Long, their eyes flashed crazily. The cutie clenched his fists and said, "Xiao Chen, kill him and avenge Kuang Lang. I will avenge Senior Brother Feng Liu!"

Furthermore, when Feng Liu and Kuang Lang watched Xiao Chen and Li Daoyang fight, they were quite worried. After all, the gap between Xiao Chen's cultivation and Li Daoyang's was too huge.

It was like a natural moat.

They did not blindly believe that Xiao Chen would fight against Li Daoyang.

"These two are very strong!"

"However, I still think highly of Li Daoyang. After all, he is famous, and his cultivation is above Xiao Chen. I am afraid there is no suspense in this battle."

"Xiao Chen is a dark horse, so he might cause a ruckus. After all, he is the one who challenged Li Daoyang. If he is not confident, I am afraid he will not make a move. The Saints of the Dao Sect is not something a fool can do."

"The outcome is unpredictable!"

"…"

Li Daoyang's eyes flashed as he looked at Xiao Chen, "Xiao Chen, you and I have no grievances and no enmity. Why do you want to challenge me? Your strength should not have died here. I do not want to kill you.

In Li Daoyang's eyes, he was an invincible existence.

No one could compete with him!

Xiao Chen smiled, "You will not kill me, but I want to kill you. You said that there is no hatred between us. If that is the case, how can I find you?"

You cut off one of my brother's arms?

What was injustice and what was hatred?

Today, I must kill you. Your life cannot even compare to my brother's arm! "

Xiao Chen's voice was cold and filled with killing intent.

Beneath the stage,'s heart was filled with warmth. Back then, when they targeted Xiao Chen, they treated the Saints as nothing. Now that Xiao Chen treated him as a brother, they wanted to kill Li Daoyang for him.

Kuang Lang would remember this favor in his heart.

The others were moved as well. In Xiao Chen's eyes, they were brothers. They were one; they could not be suppressed.

The nine swords behind Xiao Chen circulated; immortal energy soared to the sky.1

Li Daoyang's eyes flashed as if he was recalling a memory. He then revealed a smile, "I remember now, that seems to be your Dao Sect's Holy Son. Back then, when I chopped off his arm, it only took one move.

"You must die!"

Killing intent exploded out of Xiao Chen's eyes!

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