421: C421 Killing with Force

C421 Killing with Force

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"Your strength is even more formidable than I imagined. Sure enough, you have some tricks up your sleeve. However, in this arena, there is nowhere for you to hide. You will die without a doubt."

Hu Yan sneered. She had already changed her mind to slowly torture Hsiang Yang to death. She only wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

"Make up your mind."

At the same time, Hu Yan shouted loudly and formed seals with her hands. The small bell that was originally suspended above the arena suddenly rang and a strange energy spread out. Hsiang Yang suddenly felt as if the surrounding space was frozen. It was very difficult for him to move even if he wanted to.

"Is this the true technique of a Golden Core Stage cultivator? Magical techniques can be used to break through to the Soul Conduit realm. This is the true power of magical techniques."

Hsiang Yang was shocked. He understood that he had underestimated the strength of a Golden Core Stage cultivator. The reason why he was able to kill a Golden Core Stage chameleon was because he had taken it by surprise. If it was a real battle with a real spear and a real saber... Even if Hsiang Yang was confident that he could kill the Golden Core Stage Chameleon, it wouldn't be that easy.

"Kill!"

When Hu Yan saw that Hsiang Yang had stopped, her face immediately revealed a happy expression. She once again formed a hand seal and pointed at the Spirit Sword that fell to the ground. The Spirit Sword was once again controlled by her and turned into a sword dragon that slashed at Hsiang Yang.

"Go to hell." Hu Yan said coldly. Her heart was filled with regret. She had never thought that Hsiang Yang would be more powerful than she had imagined. She had no choice but to use all of her strength to kill him.

Initially, Hu Yan thought that Hsiang Yang was very weak and that she could completely crush him. Then, she would torture Hsiang Yang bit by bit, causing him to die in pain and despair. However, Hsiang Yang's strength had exceeded her imagination. She could only do her best to kill Hsiang Yang.

"Forget it. Killing him will only make Yun Yun sad for a while." Hu Yan thought in her heart. She poured all of her True Yuan into the sword dragon and slashed at Hsiang Yang with tremendous force.

"It's over. Hu Yan is going to attack with all her strength. He is dead for sure."

The people who were watching the fight around the ring revealed a look of pity. It was a pity and helplessness that Hsiang Yang was about to be cut by Hu Yan's sword.

"Little Yang!" Yue Wu was so scared that her face turned pale. She saw that Hsiang Yang could not move. However, a boundless sword dragon slashed down at him. Yue Wu felt as if the sword was slashing at her. She couldn't help but cover her mouth as tears trickled down her face.

"How could this be? Isn't that kid very confident that he can kill Hu Yan?" In the air above the arena, the Third Elder's expression changed drastically. His body moved slightly, as if he wanted to help Hsiang Yang.

Although the life-and-death arena was completely sealed off, as a Nascent Infant Stage expert, if he really wanted to help Hsiang Yang at all costs, he could still influence the situation inside the arena.

"Third Elder, please do not disturb this duel. The Sect Master has given the order. This battle will depend on your own strength. If the people of my sect are killed... No one is allowed to take revenge on him, but if he loses... He won't blame anyone. " The Third Elder had just moved when he was discovered by the elders of the Disciplinary Hall. Both of them stood on both sides of the Third Elder. The two energies had locked onto the Third Elder, making her unable to move.

"Forget it, Yun Er, it's not that I don't want to help him. It's just that I can't do anything about it. " The Third Elder sighed. She could tell what the elder of Disciplinary Hall was trying to say. Although the Sect Master favored Hsiang Yang, it wouldn't protect a weakling. If Hsiang Yang agreed, he would naturally be protected by the Sect Master. If Hsiang Yang lost, it wouldn't be worth investing in the Sect Master.

While everyone was looking at Hsiang Yang with different thoughts, although Hsiang Yang had sensed the power of this killing move, he didn't have the slightest fear.

"If I hadn't walked the path of ancient Qi Practitioners, I really wouldn't be able to do anything to you. But now, with all kinds of obstructions, I will slash myself."

"Boom!" Hsiang Yang raised his head, and two rays of nine-colored sword Qi shot out from his eyes. He used all of his true essence, and then a boundless sword intent rushed into the sky. Along with the aura of slaughter, a three-inch-long blood-red sword slowly rose from the top of his head. It was the Sword Of Slaughter that he had almost reached the Large Success Stage in his cultivation.

"Kacha kacha!"

As the Sword Of Slaughter appeared, the void around Hsiang Yang's body gradually shattered. It was like a broken glass mirror, and layers of cracks appeared.

"How is this possible?"

Hu Yan looked at the Sword Of Slaughter that was rising from Hsiang Yang's head in shock, and exclaimed, "What level of treasure is that? It can actually break the confinement of the Cloud Locking Bell."

"Wah, the reversal happened."

"This small blood-red sword of his carries a killing sword intent. This sword intent is violent and boundless, as if it came from hell. Just how many living creatures did this man kill to have such a strong killing intent?"

"Look at how gentle and cultured he is. Could he be a big devil?"

... ""

After sensing the Sword Of Slaughter unleashed by Hsiang Yang, everyone revealed a shocked expression. As a cultivator, especially those above the Golden Core Stage, they had already cultivated their Divine Sense. Not only were they able to sense Hsiang Yang's sword intent very clearly, they were also shocked by the killing intent that was attached to Hsiang Yang's Sword Of Slaughter.

"This sword intent is really strong. Even we can't compare with it." In the sky above, the expressions of the Third Elder and the others changed. They looked at Hsiang Yang as if they had seen a ghost.

The elders of Misty Sect were all Nascent Infant Stage cultivators, and as Nascent Infant Stage cultivators, which one of them hadn't experienced slaughter before? Instead, they weren't shocked by Hsiang Yang's murderous aura. Instead, they were shocked by Hsiang Yang's powerful sword intent.

"Is this the sword intent he unleashed with all his strength? So, this is his trump card." The Third Elder muttered to himself. Although he felt that the advantage of sword intent was unable to make up for the difference in strength, however, Hsiang Yang's sword intent was too powerful. She was looking forward to Hsiang Yang breaking the record.

"Boom!"

Below, after the Sword Of Slaughter completely appeared, it hovered above Hsiang Yang's head. A blood-red sword Qi surrounded the surroundings, and a violent killing sword intent suddenly erupted. After that, the space around Hsiang Yang was completely shattered by the small bell.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

It was as if a glass mirror had shattered, and the sealing force of the small bell instantly shattered.

"Chi!"

At the same time, the Black Ice Sword Dragon had already slashed down on Hsiang Yang's head. It was a mighty force. Just as Hsiang Yang thought that the Black Ice Sword Dragon was going to crush him like before, the Black Ice Sword Dragon approached him. Suddenly, a change occurred. It turned into a Giant Sword that soared to the sky. It slashed down towards Hsiang Yang's head with a force that could destroy everything.

"Competing with me in the sword is your biggest mistake."

Hsiang Yang looked at the Giant Sword that was slashing down from above, and a cold smile appeared on his face. The Taia Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he slashed out in the opposite direction.

Hsiang Yang seemed to have made a hasty move, but in fact, both his sword intent and the energy in his body had already been condensed to the extreme. As the sword slashed upwards, the wind and clouds changed, and the Sword Of Slaughter merged with Hsiang Yang's sword.

"Bang!" A nine-colored light flashed. At this moment, everyone felt as if the heaven and earth had stopped moving. However, a loud explosion immediately erupted, accompanied by a dazzling radiance. Countless people had no choice but to close their eyes.

"So it turns out that it's nothing."

What everyone didn't know was that when Hsiang Yang swung his sword at the Giant Sword, although there was a very strong pressure, Hsiang Yang didn't feel that his opponent was no match for him. He felt relieved as he realized that he had overestimated Hu Yan. Middle Period of Golden Core wasn't as powerful as he had imagined.

"If I can't kill you with one sword strike, then I will use a hundred sword strikes. If a hundred sword strikes won't do, then I will use ten thousand sword strikes." Hsiang Yang sneered. In an instant, he had slashed out countless times.

"Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt!"

The ultimate speed of a swift sword was to swing it. In the eyes of others, it was just a single slash. But in reality, it had already slashed countless times. The combined strength of countless swords to form a single slash was not as simple as one plus one equals two. The power that erupted was simply earth-shattering.

"Bang!"

When the countless swords struck the Giant Sword, a loud sound was heard. All the sword lights on the surface of the Giant Sword were shattered, and only the Spirit Sword was sent flying upwards.

"This sword is going to be Master's."

Hsiang Yang held the Taia Sword in his hand and flew up into the sky. He grabbed the Spirit Sword in an instant and injected some True Yuan into it. After sealing it for a short while, he threw the Spirit Sword into the Storage Ring.

"Now, it's your turn."

Then, Hsiang Yang looked at the small bell that had become half the size of a palm. He sneered and slashed down with the Taia Sword in his hand.

"Bang!"

This was the Dao of Tyrant Sword, the inherited cultivation technique of the Hsiang family of the Wang family. This was the combination of strength and dominance. There were no extra sword moves. It was just a plain sword attack. It was a combination of pure power and dominance. It was a mighty eruption of strength, bringing the Tyrannical Sword Dao of Hsiang family to its peak.

"Dong Dong Dong!" The sword struck the small bell, and a mighty force spread out. The small bell kept ringing, and it let out a sorrowful cry before it fell down from the sky.

"Puchi!"

Hu Yan, who was controlling the small bell with all her strength, suffered a backlash after her strength was destroyed by Hsiang Yang's overbearing sword attack. She immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Hsiang Yang in shock.

Hsiang Yang's figure flashed and grabbed the small bell. After that, he threw the small bell into the Storage Ring. After doing all of this, he looked at the magical robe that Hu Yan was wearing.2

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that two of the three magical treasures that she borrowed from her master had been taken away by Hsiang Yang, and now Hsiang Yang was staring at the magical robe that she was wearing, Hu Yan's face instantly turned pale.

One should know that she only had her personal clothes in the magic robe. If Hsiang Yang took the magic robe away from her, wouldn't it mean that she would have to take off her clothes?

Hsiang Yang's figure flashed and appeared in front of Hu Yan. Without any mercy, he slashed down.

"Zzzt! Zzzt!"

Although Hu Yan was scared out of her wits, the defensive function of her magical robe was still activated. After sensing the danger, countless of sword Qi swept towards Hsiang Yang.

"Myriad Swords Spell!"

Hsiang Yang coldly harrumphed. The Taia Sword slashed down, and a sword qi split into two. The two beams of sword energy turned into four beams, and the four beams turned into eight beams. The eight streams of sword energy turned into all things. In an instant, countless densely packed streams of sword energy exploded out. Each sword energy collided with the sword energy that erupted from the magical clothing.

Between Hsiang Yang and Hu Yan, the nine-colored sword light and the Profound Ice Sword Qi collided with a loud bang. The two of them were constantly annihilated, bursting out with brilliant light.

The dazzling light kept exploding and disappearing. It was even more colorful than ten thousand fireworks exploding at the same time. The people from the Misty Sect who were watching the battle were all staring with their eyes wide open.

"This is too colorful. I never thought that the battle between a peak Foundation Stage warrior and a Middle Period of Golden Core warrior would have such a brilliant light."

"It's simply too beautiful."

At this moment, everyone was attracted by the beautiful light. They didn't know that there was a killing intent hidden within it.

"Go to hell, Heavenly Sword Spell Slash!"

Countless Sword Qi exploded out. Hsiang Yang's figure passed through the Sword Qi that filled the sky. With the Taia Sword in his hand, he unleashed the Heavenly Sword Spell Slash that Jian Chen had dreamt of.

With a single slash, the nine colored Sword Light seemed to be able to tear apart everything. Under Hu Yan's terrified gaze, it directly sliced through Hu Yan's neck.

"Chi!" A huge head flew into the sky with Hu Yan's frightened and disbelieving eyes.

"Boom!"

However, this wasn't the end. Hsiang Yang didn't know if the Golden Core Stage cultivator's head would still be alive after being beheaded. Therefore, when the head flew up, the sword slashed down once again. A sword light burst out, and the entire head exploded in an instant.

"My body is almost done, go to hell."

Finally, accompanied by a slash of the sword, it slashed towards Hu Yan's body. The nine-colored flame started burning. The magical robe that no longer had its master could withstand Hsiang Yang's attack. At this moment, Hu Yan's body was incinerated. Only a thumb-sized energy crystal and a colorful magic robe fell to the ground.

Golden Core Stage warrior, destroyed!

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