1223: C1223 The Broken Blade Light

C1223 The Broken Blade Light

"You're asking for it!"

Suddenly, Zhou Yan sneered as his eyes burned with flames. The aura around his body surged, and his True Yuan swept out like an ocean.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

In that instant, Zhou Yan held the Absolute Soul Blade in his hand and slashed down one after another.

At that moment, the man in black was in a hopeless situation. Facing the concentrated blade light, there was no way for him to escape.

"Block it for me!"

The man in black roared hysterically. He waved his hands and brandished his fists, trying to block Zhou Yan's attack.

However, when his fists collided with the Absolute Soul Blade, an ear-piercing sound rang out, and sparks flew everywhere. The armor of the man in black was cut open one after another.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

After that, explosions sounded one after another. The man in black had managed to block a few attacks, but he was still sent flying.

Crack!

His armguard broke and his chest caved in. Black blood flowed out from his mouth and he was on the verge of death.

"Dammit!"

The man in black roared as he gritted his teeth. He didn't think that he, who had roamed the martial arts world for so many years, would be ambushed by a brat and lose all his face.

His emotions were extremely complicated. On one hand, he wanted to kill Zhou Yan, but on the other hand, he knew that doing so would attract the attention of the Martial Arts Association.

Once the Martial Arts Association was involved, it would definitely cause endless trouble. It might even attract the attention of an Innate Grandmaster, who could destroy them with a flick of his finger.

"Trash!"

Suddenly, a sinister voice sounded, causing the man in black to tremble and look over in panic.

A youth dressed in silk clothes was standing in the distance, coldly looking at him.

The young man in embroidered clothes was expressionless. His tone was ice-cold, as if it was a ten-thousand-year-old glacier that could freeze one's soul. He said indifferently: "You are too weak, you dare to assassinate Zhou Yan with just this bit of strength?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man in embroidered clothes's figure flashed, and he appeared beside the man in black like a ghost. His right hand lightly placed on the man's shoulder, and a wave of inner strength surged from his palm.

"Hmm?"

The youth in brocade suddenly furrowed his eyebrows as doubt appeared in his eyes. The skin of the man in black seemed to be made of steel and was as hard as stone. His Inner Strength couldn't enter.

"Who are you?"

The young man in embroidered clothes turned his head and stared straight at Zhou Yan. A chill rose in his heart. When he checked Zhou Yan's cultivation just now, he found that he was only at the second level of the Innate Realm.

With such a cultivation base, it was obviously illogical for him to be able to fight against a martial cultivator at the Third Level of the Innate Realm, unless... Zhou Yan was hiding his cultivation and deliberately pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.

"Hehe, who cares who I am! If you know what's good for you, leave immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for destroying you!" Zhou Yan sneered.

Although he didn't sense the cultivation of the young man, he was still fearless. He was confident in his own potential. Even if the opponent was an expert of the fifth level of the Xiantian Realm, he still had a chance to escape.

Hearing this, the young man's face changed and his eyes were filled with killing intent. He said with a fierce voice, "Hehe, it won't be so easy for me to leave..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's figure flashed in an extremely strange manner as he rushed towards Zhou Yan.

Swish ~

The young man in embroidered clothes moved extremely quickly. With a single step, his figure turned into an afterimage as he crossed ten meters in the blink of an eye and arrived in front of Zhou Yan.

Bang ~

Zhou Yan's reaction was not slow. With a shake of his wrist, he held the Absolute Soul Blade horizontally in front of him and collided with it. A huge force was transmitted from the hilt of the blade, causing Zhou Yan to retreat a few meters.

"What a domineering palm technique!"

Zhou Yan was secretly shocked. After exchanging blows just now, he felt a sharp gust of wind eroding his flesh and blood. If he had hesitated for even a moment, he would have definitely been sent flying.

As expected of a martial artist at the sixth level of the Innate Realm, he was able to possess such powerful strength with just a single palm.

"Haha, you're indeed very strong. You were actually able to block my Wind Lightning Palm. Looks like I've underestimated you...."

Seeing that Zhou Yan had easily blocked this palm, the young man in embroidered clothes had a serious expression on his face. After thinking for a moment, he continued, "However, now, you are at your wit's end..."

Rumble...

The youth in black suddenly bent his legs and jumped into the air. He then thrust out his palms, and each palm was like a bolt of lightning that shook the air.

In an instant, hundreds and thousands of palm prints appeared, covering the sky and covering the earth as they enveloped Zhou Yan.

Pow!

Zhou Yan swung his blade to block it, but he was forced to retreat a few steps. The vitality in his body surged, and his throat tasted sweet. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and his heart was incomparably shocked.

"Damn it, how can this bastard be so strong!"

Zhou Yan was trembling in fear. He had already used all of his strength and displayed all of the blade techniques he had learned, yet he was still unable to do anything to the youth in black. The difference between the two was simply too great.

"Again!"

The youth in black roared as he rushed over. With a slap of his palm, he aimed straight for Zhou Yan's throat with an overwhelming force.

"Not good!"

Zhou Yan's pupils contracted as his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly turned his body to the side and dodged the other party's ferocious palm.

Swish...

The clothes on his back were torn apart, revealing a deep wound that revealed his bones as blood flowed out.

"How could this guy be so powerful?!" Zhou Yan's heart skipped a beat as his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

In front of him, the figure of the youth in black floated as his palm shadows fell like rain, densely covering Zhou Yan, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

Puchi...

A sharp pain came from Zhou Yan's chest as he was hit by a palm blade. His body was on the verge of collapse, and his mouth was wide open. He could not help but cough a few times. His face was pale and bloodless, and the clothes on his body were torn, revealing his strong muscles that were filled with explosive power.

"Tsk tsk..."

The youth in black laughed coldly and said, "Brat, surrender or I will torture you to death...."

"Bullsh * t!"

Zhou Yan's face twisted as he roared in anger. His eyes were red as he shouted at the top of his lungs, "I, Zhou Yan, am determined in this life that I will not be a coward. I would rather die on the battlefield than live a miserable life..."

"Since that's the case, go to hell!"2

The youth in black's eyes were savage, and his body was seething with killing intent. His patience had been completely exhausted, and he could no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart.

In an instant, the black-clothed youth's figure became ethereal, like a ghost, he pounced towards Zhou Yan. His palm imprints were like a tide, ruthless and tricky, sealing off the space around Zhou Yan.

"Humph, it's just a small trick!"

Zhou Yan let out a cold snort as the aura around his body suddenly rose. His eyes emitted a bright light as the blood Qi around his body surged like raging flames.

He suddenly waved his long blade and slashed out a terrifying blade light. With a berserk aura, it tore through the air and slashed towards the youth in black.

Clang, clang, clang...

Metal clashed and the clash of blade light and palm caused sparks to fly everywhere.

Deng! Deng! Deng!

Both of them retreated a few steps with solemn expressions.

"What? How could this guy be so strong...?"

The youth in black was stunned. He didn't think that a brat would be able to fight him to a draw.

"Hmph, your strength isn't bad, but there's still a big difference between you and me..." The youth in black said in a deep tone.

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