909: C909 If Your Strength Is Limited to This

C909 If Your Strength Is Limited to This

In a split-second, the blade's edge closed in on Fu Cailin and viciously slashed at him. At this moment, Fu Cailin made his move.

He didn't even take out his sword, he only used two chopsticks to attack Dongfang Bubaikong.

'Bang! 'a crisp sound was heard. Dongfang Bubai's daggers were snapped off when they came in contact with her chopsticks.

Yao Yue said without hesitation, "Let's do it!"

In the blink of an eye, over ten sabers were drawn out of the scabbard along with incomparably violent saber Qi, causing the color of the mountains and rivers to change.

Especially Yao Yue's blade, which was in the Sovereign Realm. With the combination of their sword techniques, even Quasi-Emperor stage would not dare to receive it.

However, Fu Cailin still sat there and waved his hands coldly.

The longsword in his hand pierced through, bringing with it a terrifying divine light. A series of sounds rang out, and the sword edge of the Brocaded Robe Guard was shattered. It went straight towards Yao Yue's group.

The audience gasped, and all of the martial artists opened their eyes in shock.

Fu Cailin was already this strong!

A single sword strike had actually shattered the combined Brocaded Robe Guard attack!

Fu Cailin glanced at Yao Yue and said, "Since Your Highness Prince of Yan has captured my disciple, then I will capture you as well!"

As soon as his voice fell, his aura grew even stronger, transforming into a giant hand made of elemental energy, intending to seal Yao Yue and the others' dantian.

However, at this time, a loud shout was heard: "How dare you!"

Soon after, the sound from the ninth heaven exploded.

The strong aura directly crushed Fu Cailin's big hand that was filled with Essence Qi.

In an instant, the sound of footsteps could be heard. The surrounding space trembled, as if they couldn't stand the power of this person.

"Crack!"

Following which, the window at the top of the restaurant burst open, and the air around them was filled with the aura of wind and thunder.

Shen Muqing came like a thunderbolt, as if a god of thunder had descended.

Everyone followed Shen Muqing's footsteps and jumped. Fu Cailin could not help but stand up and slightly cupped his fists as he said: "Your Highness Prince of Yan is peerless in style and is even more outstanding than the rumors."

Shen Muqing glanced at Fu Cailin.

"You're a bit stronger than I thought. You're a bit bolder."

Fu Cailin knew Shen Muqing was mocking him.

"There are indeed many experts in the Central Plains. If not for my disciple being captured, I would not have come here. However, after entering the Central Plains, I received an immortal to teach me Celestial Method. In this life, I will die without regrets!"

As he said this, he began to reminisce, as if this was something that happened with immortals.

Shen Muqing's eyes flashed, but he didn't pursue the matter too much.

"Since you're already prepared to receive this, then it can't be any better. If this duke wants to break through the Quasi-Emperor stage realm, I still need a stepping stone.

However, Fu Cailin was indifferent: "This humble commoner only lives once. If Prince of Yan has the ability, then come and take it!"

Both of them attacked at the same time.

His tyrannical will shattered the entire restaurant, splitting it into two. After which, the two of them soared into the sky.1

The duel began in the ninth day.

Using Human Emperor Sword Art had begun. Shen Muqing had broken through the red dust with a single sword strike, descended into the blue sea, used for daily life, destroyed the universe, and so on. His own sword intent plus Shen Muqing.

Shen Muqing's cultivation was now very high, so it was no effort for him to use these sword techniques.

Meanwhile, Fu Cailin was using his own sword techniques to fight against the increasingly serious expression on his face. He had underestimated Shen Muqing.

Shen Muqing, who cultivated in the Ancient Code of Cultivation, was only at the Great Circle of the Saint Realm, but he had a lot more Saint Origin than Shen Muqing.

In addition to this, his sword art was incomparably exquisite. From the very beginning, he had been suppressed and could only bitterly endure.

Shen Muqing stood high up in the sky and said with a slightly disappointed tone, "With your strength, if that's the only thing you can do, then it should be over."

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