“Clang!”
Bai Yujing was sent flying dozens of metres, a trail of crimson blood splattering through the air, before crashing to the ground.
Yet, he was not dead.
Bai Yujing quickly rose, glancing down to see a sword wound over twenty centimetres long across his chest.
The wound was just three centimetres from his heart, blood dripping, a shocking sight!
“That was close. If that sword had struck my heart, I’d be done for.”
Bai Yujing broke out in a cold sweat.
In the distance, the two Great Eastern King experts watching the battle showed a flicker of surprise in their eyes.
Mr. Ono remarked, “That lad’s sword technique is extraordinary, especially that last strike, its destructive power was immense.”
“I have a feeling that, at the same level, I might not be able to block that sword.”
“His martial talent is astonishing.”
Mr. Kurai added, “That’s why this assassination plan is the right move.”
“That lad harbours deep hatred for Great East. If he survives today and grows to our level, Great East will face catastrophic ruin.”
Mr. Ono smiled, “Don’t worry, he’s as good as dead today.”
On the ground, Ye Qiu’s expression was grave.
He hadn’t expected Bai Yujing to survive that sword strike.
That was the third form of the Grass Script Sword Technique.
Against an ordinary Venerable Realm expert, that strike would have been fatal.
“This bastard is truly powerful.”
Ye Qiu had to admit that Bai Yujing’s strength was formidable.
“Pity I can’t summon another heavenly tribulation, or I could blast him to death with it.”
Ye Qiu felt a twinge of regret.
A disloyal, unfilial traitor like Bai Yujing deserved to be struck by five thunderbolts, leaving no trace of his body.
Bai Yujing glared at Ye Qiu, his gaze sharp as a heavenly sword, and said coldly, “Ye Qiu, despite your injuries, you can still unleash such a powerful killing move. It’s clear you’re a martial genius.”
“But alas, throughout history, geniuses have short lives, like Huo Qubing, Sun Ce, Wang Bo, Li He, Nalan Rongruo…”
“So, your life ends today.”
Ye Qiu scoffed, “Bai Yujing, aren’t you afraid of biting your tongue with such big talk?”
“You nearly died by my hand just now, and you still dare to boast?”
“Cut the nonsense. If you want to kill me, come at me.”
“I’m telling you, your life will end by my hand!”
Bai Yujing said coldly, “Let’s see who dies here today.”
With that, “Kill!”
Bai Yujing roared, charging with overwhelming divine might.
Holding the crimson dagger, he looked like a demon king, invincible in his ferocity.
“Ye Qiu, I’m going to tear you to pieces.”
Bai Yujing’s roar thundered, his surging vitality boundless.
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
Beams of red light radiated from the dagger, fiercely attacking Ye Qiu.
The void seemed on the verge of being pierced.
Yet, Ye Qiu’s face remained calm, a trace of cold killing intent on his lips.
“Bai Yujing, today I’ll grind your bones to dust.”
Ye Qiu swung the broken Emperor’s Sword, using the Peerless Sword Technique. Instantly, his fighting spirit surged, an aura of fearlessness emanating from him.
“Slash!”
“Slash!”
“Slash!”
Sword qi clashed with the sharp edges, sparking countless flashes in the air, the collision’s piercing sound stinging the ears.
“Kill!”
Bai Yujing let out another long cry, dragon qi enveloping him, his entire body seeming to burn as he unleashed terrifying killing intent.
Ye Qiu swiftly swung the Emperor’s Sword, slashing out over a dozen strikes in the blink of an eye.
Sword qi crisscrossed.
The surroundings were left in ruins.
Ye Qiu fought fiercer, then transformed the Dragon-Slaying Fist into a sword technique, relentlessly attacking Bai Yujing.
Bai Yujing didn’t yield an inch, countering fiercely. In less than three minutes, they clashed hundreds of times.
“Crack!”
Suddenly, Bai Yujing’s dagger snapped.
Ye Qiu forced him back with a single sword strike and shouted, “What other tricks do you have? Bring them out. I’ll make you feel what it’s like to be powerless against fate.”
In the distance, the two Great Eastern King experts, though calm on the surface, felt a surge of killing intent within.
Ye Qiu’s displayed combat power posed a slight threat even to them.
They exchanged a glance, ready to strike and kill Ye Qiu at any moment.
Bai Yujing’s gaze was as sharp as a blade, staring coldly at Ye Qiu. “Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish.”
Buzz!
Bai Yujing channelled his divine power, his hands moving rapidly.
Soon, the eighteen dragon qi around him seemed fully activated, surging into the air with a deafening roar.
Moments later, Bai Yujing bellowed, “God-Slaying Fist!”
Boom!
Instantly, the eighteen dragon qi transformed into eighteen massive fist imprints, like eighteen stars, smashing towards Ye Qiu from all directions.
Ye Qiu was completely surrounded, front, back, left, right, and above, sealed off by the fist imprints formed from dragon qi.
Each fist imprint was like a mountain peak, brimming with terrifying power.
Before they even landed, Ye Qiu felt his breathing constrict, as if attacked by eighteen peerless Venerable Realm experts.
This was a terrifying killing move.
Ye Qiu remained composed. Though his cultivation was inferior to Bai Yujing’s, his greatest pride was his strength.
“Want to compare fist techniques? I’ll humour you.”
Bang!
Ye Qiu’s hands glowed with golden light, both fists striking out, clashing head-on with the eighteen massive fist intents, shaking the void.
“I’ve killed mid-stage Venerable Realm experts with the God-Slaying Fist. I refuse to believe a mere ant who’s just entered the Foundation Establishment Realm can withstand it.”
Bai Yujing’s hands kept moving, directing the eighteen fist imprints to strike rapidly.
In an instant, Ye Qiu was surrounded by a sky full of fist imprints.
Ye Qiu felt immense pressure. The God-Slaying Fist was similar to his Dragon-Slaying Fist, supremely powerful and fierce. If he kept clashing head-on, he would soon be injured.
With this in mind, Ye Qiu immediately switched techniques, using the Thirteen Forms of Tai Chi.
Instantly, his movements slowed, his entire being seeming otherworldly, ethereal.
Each strike appeared powerless, soft and gentle.
“Look at you, can’t hold on anymore, so you’re preparing to die?” Bai Yujing sneered, but his smile soon froze.
He was shocked to see that, though Ye Qiu’s strikes seemed weak and soft, they easily caught the fist imprints, neutralised their power, and then, with all his strength, smashed out a punch.
“Pfft!”
One fist imprint shattered.
Since the fist imprints were formed from dragon qi, one dragon qi shattered along with it.
Ye Qiu continued, shattering five fist imprints in an instant.
This meant he had destroyed five of Bai Yujing’s dragon qi.
With the dragon qi shattered, it signified a drop in cultivation.
Bai Yujing could no longer remain calm, his face changing drastically. “Not good—”
