1252: C1252 Xuan-Yuan Sword

C1252 Xuan-Yuan Sword

Xianyang City, Yi Yue Palace!

"This, this, this is the Xuanyuan Heavenly Emperor from the ancient times!"

Upon seeing Jian Ying, from the Skysword Sect, using a special imprint technique to condense a Dragon Robed Mid Rank Sword Artifact into a Dragon Robed Monarch, Qin Shi Yan's heart was in turmoil, and she could not help but shout out loud.

"He is also the first true ruler of humanity."

"Imperial Father, what is the strength of the Heavenly Emperor Xuanyuan?"

Qin Lingfei was not the least bit interested in who the Heavenly Emperor Xuanyuan was. What she wanted to know the most now was whether Yu Haoran could defeat or even kill the Heavenly Emperor Xuanyuan and Jian Ying.

In the face of Qin Lingfei's questioning, the Qin Emperor and Zi Xuan looked at each other, noticing the disappointment and bitterness in their eyes.

When he first met Yu Haoran, he was still a low levelled warrior with the cultivation of a Martial Master. In just a short year, he had already become an exceptional Ranker that he had to look up to.

How could the great difference in strength and status not cause the Qin Emperor to feel incomparably dejected?

Therefore, he shook his head and explained with a wry smile.

"Ling Fei, whether it's Jian Ying who used a secret technique to raise his cultivation or Prince Consort of the Trembling Giant, the strength they possess far surpasses what the empress dowager and I can comprehend."

"We don't know who is stronger and who is weaker."

Seeing that even the royal father whom he had always admired was unable to predict the outcome of the battle that was taking place in the void, Qin Lingfei couldn't help but clench her fist while silently praying for Yu Haoran in her heart.

In the void!

Seeing the incoming white staff, the middle-aged emperor, who was in the middle Zun realm, slowly stretched out his thick left hand. His movement seemed slow, but it directly crossed the barrier of space and time and instantly smashed into the staff.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening boom, Yu Haoran felt his arm that was tightly holding onto the rod become slightly numb. At the same time, the strong rebound force formed by his staff and palm caused him to be bounced back into the void.

"Crack!"

Along with a crisp breaking sound, a tiny crack appeared on the left palm of the dragon-robed monarch.

"Crack!"

As the cracking sounds continued to ring out, the tiny cracks on his palm began to expand, quickly covering the entire body of the dragon-robed emperor.

"Bam!"

Following a loud explosion, the dragon-robed monarch made from a medium-grade Zun Stage sword shattered into countless pieces, floating down towards the corner of the Xianyang City.

Some knowledgeable people immediately began to collect the sword fragments, hoping to obtain something from it.

Looking at the Dragon Robe Monarch who had self-destructed into countless fragments and had his sword essence firmly suppressed by Lu Yuan and Jian Yu, the corners of his mouth twitched, as a trace of an expression of heartache surfaced on his face.

Although the Skysword Sect was very strong and could be ranked among the top three of the first-rate sects, whether it was in terms of the number of elite warriors or the strength of the sect as a whole, they, who were not good at managing, were only slightly better off than the Iron Blood Gate.

Otherwise, it would not have taken all the disciples of the sect nearly seven levels of resources to nurture Jian Ying alone.

As for him, the dignified vice sect master of the Skysword Sect, her life sword wouldn't only be of the upper echelons of the sage realm.

A middle stage revered realm sword weapon could be said to be the ultimate treasure of the Skysword Sect. How could he not feel his heart aching when it exploded upon contact with his body?

"Flipping River! Flipping Sea!"

Yu Haoran, who had been flung back into the air, saw the dragon-robed middle-aged emperor release a sigh of relief as he was unable to endure the explosion. At the same time, he also continued to use his peak level strength to execute the second move of the Monkey Emperor's Inherited Staff, Inherited Staff Technique.2

Seeing that the power of Yu Haoran's second move of the staff technique had reached the middle of the eighth stage of the Martial Saint, Xuanyuan's expression instantly darkened.

Due to the influence of Jian Ying's cultivation and the level of her fleshly body, he was unable to unleash all of the powerful martial skills and secret techniques she had mastered.

As a result, seeing the even more powerful rod technique coming at him at a rapid pace, Xuanyuan Wentian could only use his main body, the Xuanyuan Sword, in the end.

Quickly drawing the origin energy that was used to raise Jian Ying's cultivation and strength, and merging it with her own Xuan-Yuan Sword, a brilliant sword aura shot out from Jian Ying's body.

Accompanied by an endless amount of sword qi, one side was carved with the sun, moon and stars, and the other side was carved with mountains and rivers, vegetation and plants. The entire body of the sword appeared to be a deep purple, and slowly floated out from above Jian Ying's head.

Seeing the sword floating above Jian Ying's head, from the clouds to the east, a surprised voice that was difficult to suppress suddenly came out.

"This ? this ? this is the Xuan-Yuan Sword that existed since the beginning of the world!"

A greedy sound came from the northern side of the fog.

"This is the Primordial Divine Artifact, Origin Sword!"

From the clouds on the east side of the sky came a similarly greedy sound, which was difficult to suppress.

"This is the lifeblood divine artifact of the first human monarch."

Looking at the glowing Xuan-Yuan Sword in the Yiyue Hall in the southern side of the hall, it was difficult for the Qin Emperor to conceal the strong desire in his eyes as he muttered to himself.

"If I can obtain the Xuanyuan Sword's assistance, then unifying the Profound Sky Continent will be just around the corner!"

Seeing that Xuanyuan Wentian had started to use the Xuanyuan Sword Technique, Yu Haoran did not continue to brazenly attack. Instead, he quickly dispersed the power within the staff technique and helped to understand the body of the Tower Spirit in his sea of knowledge.

"Tower Spirit, do it!"

"Yu Haoran, go ahead and kill Jian Ying. Leave Xuanyuan Sword to me!" In the face of Yu Haoran's reminder, the Tower Spirit who had already returned to his main tower, reminded him.

Following that, the domain pagoda also left Yu Haoran's sea of consciousness and emitted a thirty thousand foot dark yellow Qi. It immediately suppressed the thirty thousand foot sword beams emitted by the Xuanyuan Sword.

Although he made a move, he knew that his background involved too many secrets, so the Tower Spirit used the dense dark yellow qi that was able to block out divine senses to hide his body, revealing a dense dark yellow qi.

Seeing that the Tower Spirit had successfully suppressed the Xuanyuan sword, Yu Haoran took a deep breath and waved the white rod in his hand, directly smashing it towards Jian Ying who was protected by the Xuanyuan sword's sword energy.

Although he wanted to save Jian Ying, he was firmly suppressed by the Domain Tower which clearly held the upper hand, which made it difficult for the Xuanyuan Sword to split its power up. It could only watch helplessly as the white staff smashed Jian Ying into powder.

However, just as the white staff was about to land on Jian Ying's body, a resounding draconic voice suddenly sounded out.

Accompanied by a deafening sound that pierced the clouds, all the martial artists that used swords, whether it was a lifeblood sword that was fused with one's mind or an ordinary sword that was being used at the last moment, began to tremble in excitement.

"What's going on?" Seeing that the Destiny Sword was not controlled by his mind at all as it left his dantian and quickly flew into the sky, an expert of the Martial King said to herself in disbelief.

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