420: C420 The Sword Cut Through the Golden Core

C420 The Sword Cut Through the Golden Core

Article 420. Sword Slash Golden Core

"Hmph, no matter what the reason is, I wish I could let that slut Yun Yun die without a burial ground. I will definitely make her regret it! How dare you offend me! I will make her feel a little despair. You are the first. Next, there were other people. First, her two disciples. Then her master, and finally her. She will watch helplessly as all those who are related to her die in pain because of her. Until the final moment of despair made her unable to breathe or even self-destruct. Haha! When that time comes, not only will I not kill her... I will even let her live " Hu Yan laughed maniacally and said.

"So that's how it is. Now I am glad that I have come to the Misty Sect." Hsiang Yang sighed. Indeed, he felt lucky. He did not expect Yun Yun to be in such a bad situation after coming to the Misty Sect. There was actually someone who wanted to kill her at all times. Fortunately, he was here. He could use this opportunity to help Yun Yun get rid of Hu Yan.

Otherwise, Hu Yan would always want to deal with Yun Yun. Not to mention the fact that Yue Wu and Zhao Qingxue's cultivation were low, even though Yun Yun was at the Golden Core Stage, she might not be able to withstand countless of open and hidden arrows.

"Kid, you can still laugh now, but you will cry later. I will make you despair." Hu Yan said coldly and pointed at Hsiang Yang. Instantly, the Black Ice Sword Dragon formed by the Spirit Sword rushed towards Hsiang Yang.

Hu Yan sneered in her heart. She didn't use her full strength in this attack because she didn't intend to kill Hsiang Yang in one go. Instead, she wanted to torture him slowly and make him die in pain and despair.

Seeing the Black Ice Sword Dragon rushing towards him, Hsiang Yang still had his hands behind his back. His face carried a strange expression as he muttered in his heart. “ Could this be the so-called strength of a Middle Period of Golden Core 's cultivator and magic treasure? Why do I feel so weak?"

He wasn't sure how strong Hsiang Yang was right now, but he could clearly feel that this sword dragon was extremely weak, as if he could easily break it if he wanted to.

" Be careful. "

Hsiang Yang looked at the Black Ice Sword Dragon with a strange expression. Everyone who was watching exclaimed, thinking that Hsiang Yang had been scared silly. Yue Wu clenched her fists. Her nails dug into the flesh of her hands, but she didn't feel any pain.

"Strange, is he scared silly?"

"Why do I feel that it doesn't look like it? It seems like he really looks down on this move."

Above them, many elders were frowning, especially the Third Elder, who felt that Hsiang Yang had just made a solemn vow, but now he was scared silly by Hu Yan's first move. She felt that something was not right.

"What is this guy thinking?" The Third Elder looked at Hsiang Yang with a puzzled expression. Hsiang Yang still had his hands behind his back. He could only watch the Black Ice Sword Dragon rushing towards him without moving. This made everyone's heart palpitate.

When the Black Ice Sword Dragon was about to touch him, Hsiang Yang stretched out his hand slowly but quickly, and pointed out with his finger.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion was heard. Under everyone's shocked eyes, Hsiang Yang's finger suddenly turned into the color of nine-colored glass, as if it had turned from a body of flesh and blood into a colorful treasure. The finger collided with the Black Ice Sword Dragon's dragon head in an instant.

The Black Ice Sword Dragon was majestic, it was more than ten meters long, and its Qi was monstrous. A dragon's beard was even bigger than Hsiang Yang's finger, and the difference between the two was like the difference between heaven and earth. However, when the two of them collided, the sky and earth split in an instant. The sound of the collision was incessant. To everyone's surprise, Hsiang Yang's finger was indestructible. It blocked the Black Ice Sword Dragon.

"How is this possible?"

Everyone felt that all of this was too inconceivable. One should know that... Hu Yan was a Middle Period of Golden Core expert, and her magic treasure was a high grade magic treasure. It was so powerful that even a Late Period of Golden Core Stage warrior could fight against it. However, her sword attack was blocked by a finger of a peak Foundation Stage junior.

"What finger is that? Could it be a supreme treasure?" Everyone was puzzled, feeling that Hsiang Yang's finger might not be made of flesh and blood. It was made of a magical equipment that allowed him to have such powerful means.

"No wonder he was so confident. It turns out that he has such a powerful magical equipment. A single finger is heaven-defying." Many people from the Misty Sect who were also at the Foundation Stage had envious expressions on their faces. There were even some female disciples whose eyes were blinking. They were wondering if they should get close to Hsiang Yang and perhaps obtain some benefits from him.

"It's better if you block it. This way, I can make you despair even more." Hu Yan had a cold smile on her face as she formed a seal with both hands. The Black Ice Sword Dragon suddenly let out a dragon roar and its power instantly soared. It charged towards Hsiang Yang with an even stronger momentum.

"Hu!" However, just as Hu Yan's face was filled with pride, this flame was extremely strange. It actually started burning along the Black Ice Sword Dragon, and in the blink of an eye... The Black Ice Sword Dragon controlled by Hu Yan instantly turned into a fire dragon.

"Wuwuwu! Qiang! Qiang!"

Amidst the burning flames, it seemed like one could hear a series of sorrowful cries. The Black Ice Sword Dragon was melting at a visible rate. In the end, it turned into a Spirit Sword that was being burned by the nine-colored flames in the sky.

"Chi!"

Hsiang Yang grabbed the Spirit Sword. With a shake of his right hand, a sword intent that carried a murderous aura and the nine-colored flames rushed into it. It was actually planning to seize the control of the Spirit Sword.

"He actually wants the Fifth Elder's Spirit Sword?"

"What a powerful man! Not only did he break the ultimate skill of the Spirit Sword, he also wants to snatch the Spirit Sword in front of so many people!"

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When the onlookers saw this scene, they were all in disbelief. Was this something that a peak Foundation Stage junior could do? He even dared to rob a Nascent Infant Stage cultivator's Spirit Sword and magic treasure. This could no longer be described as daring. It was as if he was going to pierce through the sky.

"Son of a b * tch!"

Fifth Elder, who was watching from above the arena, was so angry that his face turned ashen. Both of his hands formed hand seals, planning to take back the Spirit Sword.

"Hmph!"

After seeing the Fifth Elder's action, all the elders of the Disciplinary Hall let out a cold snort. All of them looked at Fifth Elder with killing intent in their eyes, "Please behave yourself. This is a life-and-death stage, life and death are up to you. If there is another disturbance, I will definitely take you down."

"Ah!" The Fifth Elder was stunned, and then his face turned pale. She knew that the people of Disciplinary Hall weren't joking. If she really wanted to interfere again, it was very likely that she would be taken down by the people of Disciplinary Hall. There was even a possibility that she would be killed on the spot.

"I was being reckless."

After sighing in his heart, the Fifth Elder actually directly turned into a stream of light and disappeared. Since she couldn't interfere, then staying here would only increase her helplessness. She might as well leave.

Apart from the elders in the sky above the arena, no one else saw Fifth Elder leave. All of them were still looking at Hsiang Yang in shock.

"Return my Spirit Sword."

Hu Yan tried her best to control the Spirit Sword, but it was useless. She was not the true master of the Spirit Sword. Her control over the Spirit Sword was not very good to begin with. At this moment, the Spirit Sword was wailing in Hsiang Yang's hand. With her strength, she was simply unable to control the Spirit Sword.

"Go to hell!"

After sensing that she could not control the Spirit Sword, Hu Yan gave up. She roared angrily and urged the small bell above her head. The small bell suddenly burst out with a hundred thousand feet light and instantly expanded to a few hundred feet tall, pressing down on Hsiang Yang's head.

This time, Hu Yan really did not hold back at all. She urged the small bell with all her strength to suppress the small bell. The power of the small bell was pushed to the extreme, bringing along a destructive force as it smashed down on ___'s head.

"Buzz!"

Hsiang Yang's eyes suddenly widened. The Spirit Sword in his right hand was still trembling. However, the sword intent in his body had been replaced by the majestic sword intent of the Sword Of King, as if an emperor had descended upon the world. The resistance of the Spirit Sword instantly weakened a little.

"Let me see whether this sword of yours is powerful or Little Zhong."

Hsiang Yang raised his head and looked at the huge bell that had been enlarged by countless times. An evil smile appeared on his face. After that, he suddenly raised the Spirit Sword and slashed down.

"Bang!"

When this sword slashed out, not only did the sword radiance leave his body, even the Spirit Sword was thrown out by Hsiang Yang. It carried Hsiang Yang's strength as it slashed towards the huge bell.

"This is too fierce. He actually used Fifth Elder's Spirit Sword to break Fifth Elder's small bell magic treasure. Which one is stronger?"

When the surrounding people saw this scene, they immediately revealed shocked expressions.

It was like using the enemy's spear to attack the enemy's shield. One bell and one sword were Fifth Elder's magic treasures. They were incomparably powerful, but they had never really collided with each other.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Spirit Sword carried an unparalleled Sword Qi Chopping on top of the small bell. A series of rumbling noises were heard continuously. Soon after, it was as if everyone had heard the sorrowful cries of the two magic treasures.

"Could it be that these two magic treasures are going to be destroyed at the same time? What a pity." Countless people sighed. The quality of these two magic treasures wasn't low. If they were to be destroyed just like that, it would truly be a pity.

"Buzz!"

Fortunately, Hsiang Yang hadn't completely subdued this Spirit Sword. After the energy he poured into the Spirit Sword was depleted, the Spirit Sword lost all its power and fell to the ground. At the same time, the enlarged bell continued to suppress Hsiang Yang under Hu Yan's control.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The bell kept ringing, and there was a strange energy that attracted people's attention. Even Hsiang Yang felt dizzy, as if his soul was about to leave his body. His face was filled with shock. He raised his head and looked at the giant bell that was pressing down on him. He understood that he had underestimated the power of these magic treasures. As the magic treasure of a Nascent Infant Stage warrior, how could he underestimate it?1

"I can't afford to offend them, but I can't even hide from them." Hsiang Yang sneered, and didn't try to fight him head on. Instead, he took a step forward and casted the Imminent Skyline Technique. He instantly appeared in front of Hu Yan and pointed his finger at her body.

"Reverse Divine Finger!"

This was the technique that Hsiang Yang had just used to deal with the Black Ice Sword Dragon. He pointed his finger out, and his finger turned into a nine-colored glass color. It carried an indestructible force that wanted to kill Hu Yan.

"You are courting death."

However, Hu Yan seemed to have predicted that Hsiang Yang would get close to her. The moment Hsiang Yang got close to her, a cold killing intent emerged on her face. The magical robe on her body instantly unleashed countless sword Qi, slashing at Hsiang Yang with an indestructible force.

In fact, among the magical treasures that Hu Yan borrowed from her master... This magical robe was of the highest grade, and it contained the power of Fifth Elder. When unleashed at the critical moment, it could form dense sword qi to attack the enemy.

The sword Qi was vast and mighty. It tore through the void and slashed at Hsiang Yang. At this moment, even Hsiang Yang couldn't help but have a change of expression. He instantly took a few steps to dodge the attack.

"This energy isn't yours?" In a corner of the arena, Hsiang Yang's figure appeared out of thin air. He frowned and looked at Hu Yan. He didn't expect that the vestment on Hu Yan's body would have such a powerful attack.

The power of the countless sword qi just now was so strong that even he could feel the threat of his life. Hsiang Yang absolutely didn't believe that it could be unleashed by a Golden Core Stage cultivator.

"I have underestimated the power of these treasures." Hsiang Yang furrowed his brows and withdrew his underestimation.

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