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The moment he stepped onto the square, the huge square that was originally as calm as a pool of stagnant water suddenly began to shake violently.

Wave after wave of terrifying pressure began to spread out from the human-sized black sculpture in the middle of the square.

In regards to the terrifying pressure that the sculpture emitted, Ye Guhsing, who had already landed on the plaza and bore the brunt of the pressure, felt extremely obvious.

Sword intent!

The pressure from this wave was an extremely tyrannical sword intent.

In the hundreds of years that Ye Guhsing had spent cultivating, he had never felt such a terrifying sword intent. Even the Jiuji Palace Great Elder, who had already died at his hands, had not released such a terrifying sword intent.

Just with this sword intent, Ye Guhsing felt that if he placed it in the Barbarian World, it would be able to surpass most cultivators who trained in tribulations.

Just the wave after wave of sword intent had already caused Ye Guhsing to feel an enormous pressure. As a result, at this moment, Ye Guhsing became even more cautious than before, his eyes not moving an inch as he stared at the human-sized black sculpture in the middle of the plaza.

After continuously releasing several waves of terrifying sword intent, the black sculpture finally began to split open inch by inch.

In the blink of an eye, cracks appeared all over the statue like a spider web.

Bang – – With the sound of a huge collapse, the black sculpture in the center of the plaza completely collapsed.

A great amount of dust was lifted into the air.

Through the clouds of dust that had been lifted up, Ye Guhsing's sharp eyes suddenly discovered that in the middle of the dust stood a person who looked similar to the swordsman that the sculpture of the Sunfire Region had turned into.

Other than their appearance and demeanor, there was no difference in just their stature and age.

From the beginning, the expression of the Sunfire Region's guardian had always been arrogant and indifferent, but the first feeling this swordsman gave Ye Guhsing was that he was overbearing, the one who ruled the world.

Ye Guhsing had seen it on Murong Qianqian's father, Murong Xi, but compared to the tyrannical Emperor's manner on this middle-aged swordsman, Murong Xi seemed rather weak and pitiful.

"Hehe, after waiting for so long, there's finally someone who's come to try breaking through. I've been waiting for so many years, and my hands are itching. " A tyrannical middle-aged swordsman slowly walked out from the swirling dust.

Although the other party was smiling at him, Ye Guhsing did not think that he was doing it as a form of goodwill. On the contrary, Ye Guhsing could see the shocking fighting intent in the other party's eyes.

"Is that so? "You are that confident in yourself? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you like I killed that dead face before?" Ye Guhsing said with a cold smile.

"Face of death?" The middle-aged swordsman was surprised for a moment, and then revealed a smile again, "You're talking about Yan Yang, right? This name suits him quite well. Honestly speaking, I also hate that dead face of his. If it wasn't for me being unable to leave this Mystic realm, I would have killed that fellow a long time ago. However, for you to be able to kill that fellow, it proves that your strength is not bad and you are qualified to be my opponent. "

"Heh, your tone is even more arrogant than that dead face. However, I wonder if your ability is stronger than his." "Come, make your move. Let the young master see how can you be so arrogant." Ye Guhsing said with a cold smile.

Hehe, young man, I am becoming more and more interested in you as an opponent. I didn't expect your thoughts to be so meticulous, and the momentum that I created with your words not only was resolved by you, but you also successfully started a counterattack, taking the initiative into your own hands. Not bad, I remember that there are five people who can reach this stage within a million years. The middle-aged swordsman's smile was the same as his previous novel, but after he finished speaking, his aura suddenly underwent a tremendous change.

If the middle-aged swordsman was compared to a dragon, then the man before him was like a dragon, a dragon in the shape of a false sleep. But now, he had completely turned into a Tyrannosaurus Rex, his entire body brimming with an unparalleled domineering aura.

In the face of the sudden change in the other party's imposing aura, at the same time that Ye Guhsing was watching his defense carefully, his mind was also constantly calculating which sword technique he should use to fight his enemy.

Although the defensive power of the Taiji Sword Arts was considered to be absolute, Ye Guhsing knew that the attack power of this swordsman in front of him was definitely not low, if not higher than the one from the Sunfire Region.

Using the Taiji Sword Arts to defend against that swordsman in the Scorching Sun Region had basically reached the limits of Ye Guhsing's attack. If he used the Taiji Sword Arts here, it was very likely that his defense would be broken through by his opponent's ferocious strength. After all, the Taiji Sword Arts was extremely strong in terms of defense to speed but it could only be said to be half the defense to strength.

One force reduces ten. Even with the exquisite sword techniques, he was unable to block an attack that was too powerful.

Thinking to this point, Ye Guhsing had already made the decision in his heart. If he were to make a move against the opponent, no matter what, he would seize the initiative in his attacks, and use his most powerful killing move to attack the opponent.

If it was before he entered the Canglan Immortal Mansion, Ye Guhsing would truly be unable to bring out such a powerful offensive sword technique, but this time was different.

The Thirteen Swords Of Thunder was absolutely suitable for Ye Guhsing's current needs. Not only were the sword moves vicious, their destructive power was terrifying. Every single attack was even accompanied by a powerful lightning attack.

As we all know. Therefore, Ye Guhsing wanted to borrow the strength of the Thirteen Swords Of Thunder and its accompanying lightning attacks to defeat and kill the middle-aged sword artist on the other side.

However, the middle-aged swordsman was definitely a cunning old fox. Without any warning, he suddenly made his move.

With a slash of his right hand, a golden colored sharp sword suddenly shot out from the sword sheath, ruthlessly thrusting towards Ye Guhsing's Dantian.

"Thunder Surge!" Facing his opponent's attack without any warning, and also with a ruthless killing move, Ye Guhsing also roared all over, and the Silver Soft Sword wrapped around his waist struggled free from Ye Guhsing's waist like a spirit serpent, and transformed into a purple lightning bolt that shot towards the incoming gold treasured sword.

"Lightning Strike!" The middle-aged swordsman in front of him could not help but exclaim in a low voice.

Although he had already considered this challenger to be strong enough and had made preparations for a tough battle, he had not expected that the opponent would actually have a lightning sword technique.

It had to be known that as an elemental attack, thunder and lightning were the most powerful. Thus, there were very few people who could use thunder and lightning to attack.

"Boom!" A terrifying explosion rang out.

A violet sword and a golden sword collided. The violent collision caused the entire plaza that was suspended in mid-air to tremble.

After resisting for a while, the golden sword was suddenly entangled by the purple lightning from the Silver Soft Sword.

In an instant, the golden sword that the middle-aged swordsman had released, began to descend rapidly. Finally, after being unable to block the attack from the silver sword, it flew back into the hands of the middle-aged swordsman.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe you actually mastered lightning attacks. "It seems that I have underestimated you. Since that's the case, let's decide the victor in one move. If you win, then I win. If I win, then you will stay alive!" The middle aged swordsman stared at Ye Guhsing and said.

"As you wish, this young master also wants to end the battle." Ye Guhsing shrugged his shoulders and agreed.

"Wang Yu Xing Shi, cultivate my battle sword, team up with everyone and attack him!" Seeing that Ye Guhsing agreed readily, the middle-aged sword artist immediately held onto the golden sword hilt, and anxiously shouted out.

In an instant, a wave of battle intent suddenly surged out from the bottomless abyss below the plaza, and quickly fused into the sword blade s in the middle-aged swordsman's hands.

On the other side, Ye Guhsing also did not dare to be careless. When the middle aged man moved, Ye Guhsing suddenly closed his eyes and held the silver sword horizontally in front of his chest.

"Purple Thunder Descend!" A bolt of lightning the thickness of an adult's arm suddenly fell from the sky, and in the end, tightly attached itself to the Silver Soft Sword.

"Sword of the Emperor!" The moment Zi Lei attached himself to the Silver Soft Sword, the middle-aged swordsman who was not far from them seemed to have accumulated enough strength, and shouted loudly once again.

Instantly, the golden treasure sword that he had held tightly in both his hands struggled free from his grasp, following that, it transformed into a gigantic sword that was more than ten metres long and fiercely slashed down towards Ye Guhsing.

"Thunderclap Chasing Deer!" Without the slightest bit of hesitation, at the same time as the opponent made his move, the Silver Soft Sword waved its right hand and ruthlessly clashed against the gigantic golden sword that was slashed down from the sky.

The two terrifying forces of purple and gold once again collided in midair.

The two forces collided and the resulting energy nearly caused the entire plaza to blow up until it became a mess.

However, in the end, the power of the lightning still defeated the middle-aged swordsman's so-called power of life. The golden treasure sword, under the strangling of the purple lightning, didn't last long before completely shattering.

The golden sword seemed to be related to the middle-aged swordsman's life. With the destruction of the sword, the middle-aged swordsman spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned as pale as a sheet of paper.

"Why? Why are all living beings so weak in front of thunder and lightning? " The heavily injured middle-aged swordsman roared at Ye Guhsing hysterically.

"The power of all living things? You dare to say that you are the power of all living things? A little power of faith actually dares to call itself a myriad of beings, it's practically the biggest joke in the world! " Ye Guhsing coldly ridiculed.

Long before his opponent even made a move, Ye Guhsing had felt that their so-called life force was merely the faith of a small portion of the people in the universe that he had collected before.

The power of faith of this group of people was indeed impressive, but compared to the myriad worlds of the universe, it was but a drop in the ocean.

After being ridiculed by Ye Guhsing, the middle-aged swordsman's face became even paler, and it seemed like he was not far from death.

How could it be that Ye Guhsing was right, he really did not understand everyone. After collecting a portion of the power of faith, he would call everyone by false, and he had insulted everyone's words.

"Young man, I've lost. I've truly accepted my defeat. I have been comprehending the way of the sword for millions of years, but I never thought that I had completely taken the wrong path." The middle-aged swordsman let out a wry smile. Then, his head sank down as he lost his last breath.2

The moment the corpse dissipated, an identical golden sword quietly fell to the ground. As for the starlight, it slowly gathered together to form the shape of a gigantic light door standing in the center of the plaza.

Picking up the golden treasured sword that contained the corpse of the middle-aged swordsman, Ye Guhsing walked towards the gigantic light door in the middle of the plaza without hesitation.

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