796: C796 War Against Moyer

C796 War Against Moyer

Lu Chong did not kill Bai Zhuo, but only severely injured him and chased away this small fry in the process.

That little trick was really not enough in front of true strength.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was a direct disciple of the Supreme Being, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lu Chong would have definitely killed him.

If it was just a small punishment, it would not be a big deal, and would save a lot of trouble.

The most important thing right now was to capture that Primal Chaos Source Beast.

However, when Lu Chong intimidated those fence-sitters, he saw a well-ironed figure blocking his path.

Lu Chong stared at Moye, who was carrying a sword case on his back, and his expression became a little serious.

Mo Ye was indeed an opponent worthy of respect. He was always at the top of the Dao Profound Ranking, and no one had shaken him for hundreds of years.

Very few people knew exactly how strong Mo Ye's current strength was.

Although Lu Chong was confident, he would not be careless.

Mo Ye said indifferently: "I'm different from them. I just want to find a qualified opponent."

"This Chaos Origin Beast is the prize for our battle. Whoever wins will get it."

As he spoke, Moye turned his head and looked at the heaven's pride expert who was fighting with the source beast.

The Dao Profound Realm overwhelming prodigy instantly understood what Moye meant and immediately left the battlefield. He didn't dare to touch the Primal Chaos Source Beast anymore.

However, the Primal Chaos Source Beast was destined to be unable to escape the encirclement, so it could only circle around and roar in fear.

Lu Chong suddenly realized that this Moye was indeed a pure warrior who only wanted to fight.

"As you wish." Lu Chong said solemnly as he faced Moye.

Moye said coldly: "I hope you can give me the chance to open the sword box."

Boom!

As Moye finished speaking, a heavy giant sword slowly rose behind him.

That was not the sword in the sword box, but the image of Moye's sword qi.

Although they were both cultivators of the sword, Mo Ye's sword qi was incomparably heavy, completely different from the Azure Edge Dao Art that Lu Chong cultivated.

The Azure Edge Dao Art was even more agile and versatile.

On the other hand, Mo Ye's sword technique was the same from beginning to end. It was as if a mountain of swords was collapsing, and it was filled with pressure.

Furthermore, Lu Chong could feel an indescribable force field from it, causing him to have nowhere to hide, and could only fight back.

Chi!

The tens of thousands of sword qi around Lu Chong's body turned into a flood that welcomed the heavy giant sword head-on.

The sword techniques of the two had clearly reached the level of Perfection of the Profound Remembrance Eighteen Realms and the might that they formed also caused the surrounding Dao Profound Realm and even Dao Mountain to be intimidated.

This did not seem like a collision between the Dao Profound Realms at all.

Countless tiny sword qi stabbed onto the huge sword one after another, as if they were connected into threads, wanting to cause it to sink into a quagmire and disintegrate.

However, the huge sword only cared about pressing forward. Although its speed and power were slightly slower, it still firmly pressed down on Lu Chong who was far away.

The Azure Sharp Dao Art could also merge ten thousand swords into one, forming the image of a huge sword.

However, Lu Chong did not do so, because he knew that it was not the advantage of the Azure Edge Dao Art.

If he were to merge them into one, he would be using his own shortcomings to compare with his opponent's strengths instead.

Only by fully displaying the agility of the Azure Edge Dao Art could he obtain victory.

Faced with the still powerful giant sword, Lu Chong did not use any other Dao Arts. Instead, when he realized that he did not have enough strength, he split out a third of the sword qi.

The sword qi that split out could still form a powerful sword array that rushed towards the empty Moye behind him.

Since he could not stop it, then he would split up his troops and attack the vital points of the enemy to save them.

Moye seemed to have expected this move of Lu Chong's a long time ago. With a cold snort, he once again condensed a brand new image of sword qi in front of him.

This was his second sword-type Tao technique.

It was a sword qi that was like water light. The tens of thousands of sword qi continued to form an airtight sword net that firmly protected MoYe in the middle.

When Lu Chong's sword qi arrived, it could only cause a few ripples on Moye's net of swords, but it was completely wrapped and dissolved by waves of gentle power.

Mo Ye had also cultivated this sword technique to the level of Perfection of the 18 levels, so its power was naturally extraordinary.

And at the same time, Mo Ye's first huge sword had already broken through the Azure Edge Sword Array and slashed towards Lu Chong himself.

However, just as the sword was about to reach him, the clouds beneath Lu Chong's feet suddenly changed.

The originally gentle clouds turned into dense clouds that covered a part of space and time in the blink of an eye, submerging the huge sword within them.

Within the thick clouds, a purple light suddenly appeared, like a swimming dragon.

Accompanied by the sound of an explosion, the purple lightning slashed down, causing the huge sword to writhe and wail in the clouds until it disappeared.

The power of the Flowing Cloud Dao Art combined with the Heavenly Thunder Dao Art had even surpassed the level of the eighteen stages of the Profound Inscription. This was the might of the fusion of the Dao Arts that Lu Chong had comprehended over the years.

At the same time, in the depths of the clouds that no one noticed, there was a vortex that was like a black hole, absorbing all of the energy after the huge sword dissipated, turning it into the power of the clouds for Lu Chong to use.

It was precisely the Star Devouring Dao Art that could help him recover the power of chaos, increase his lasting combat power, and not waste his energy.

Before Moye could be shocked, Lu Chong's Flowing Cloud Phenomenon had already been accompanied by rolling thunder as it rushed towards Moye from all directions.

Since he had already taken it seriously, then Lu Chong naturally wouldn't be polite anymore.

The Flowing Cloud Phenomenon was the best cover, and even an expert at the Dao Mountain Stage would not be able to see how much might was hidden within that phenomenon.

However, even in the face of such might, Mo Ye was still shocked and did not panic.

"Fire, come!"

Following his cold cry, a blazing flaming sword condensed in front of him once again. The inscription on it exceeded a hundred thousand, and it was surprisingly another sword type Dao Art that had reached the 18 levels of the Profound Remembrance Realm.

The moment the fire sword appeared, it dyed half of the sky red and slashed towards the drifting clouds, and the scorching aura even caused countless cracks to appear in the space.

"It's still not enough!"

Lu Chong thought to himself, as Liu Yun and the other party's fire sword fused together.

The heavenly thunder descended once again, and the rumbling sounds never stopped.1

In just a short moment, the scorching aura was buried, and it did not cause too many ripples.

Lu Chong's Flowing Cloud Elephant, on the other hand, became more and more spectacular. Its might was so strong that it caused the expressions of the surrounding spectators at the peak of the Dao Mountain Realm to change.

No one saw the effect of the Star Devouring Dao Art.

It could be said that as long as Moye was unable to defeat the Flowing Cloud Phenomenon in one go, then Lu Chong's Dao Art Phenomenon would become stronger and stronger.

This was the power of multifaceted warfare, and the more one fought, the stronger it would be.

And at this level, even Mo Ye knew very well that he was already powerless to reverse the situation.

Even if he still had a sword-type Dao Art that he hadn't used, it would only be adding fuel to the fire.

"I lost!"

Just when everyone thought that Mo Ye was about to draw out the sword in the middle of the sword box, Mo Ye actually took the initiative to admit defeat.

"You're indeed worthy of me opening the sword case, but I've already lost." Moye gave his answer.

"I won't lose to you next time."

Moye left behind another sentence before turning around and riding away on his sword, and he was extremely resolute.

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