Chapter 1413

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　　“Hoo ……”
　　Xiahou Qingyuan, who climbed out from a pile of rubble, dusted the ashes off his body, let out a long breath, pulled a chair and sat down on it with a thud. Then he inserted the Xinhuo Sword in his hand into the ground beside him, and then raised his eyes to look coldly at Li Yezhu and said：
　　“If you just want to wear me out, then you miscalculated.”
　　After saying this, only a “boom” was heard, and a layer of flames emerged again on the Xinhuo Sword inserted by Xiahou Qingyuan.
　　The Xinhuo will not go out.
　　“Then let’s give it a try.”
　　Li Yezhu put his hand on the handle of the knife, and with a “shua” sound, the man seemed to teleport, and in just the blink of an eye, he had already come to the front of Xiahou Qingyuan.
　　“Ceng！ …”
　　Amid the sound of the knife, Li Yezhu’s knife chopped straight at Xiahou Qingyuan’s neck.
At this kind of movement speed and cutting speed, the simpler the way of cutting, the greater the power.
　　“Boom！”
　　Just as the blade of Li Yezhu was about to chop on Xiahou Qingyuan’s neck, Xiahou Qingyuan’s whole body turned into a ball of burning flames and disappeared under the blade of Li Yezhu.
　　“Shua！”
　　At the same time, the moment this raging flame was chopped by the blade of Li Yezhu, it had already pointed at Li Yezhu’s Xinhuo Sword and merged with it, and finally a sword stabbed towards his chest.
　　Just at the moment when the Blade of Flames was about to pierce his chest, a crack suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Li Yezhu, and a hand holding a saber protruded from the crack, slashing at the incoming Blade of Flames.
　　“Bang！ ——”
　　With a deafening collision sound, Li Yezhu’s black saber qi and the Flame of Fire on Xiahou Qingyuan suddenly exploded and scattered.
　　“Shua,　shua,　shua！”
　　Before the scattered saber qi and Flame of Fire dissipated, Li Yezhu’s saber and Xiahou Qingyuan’s sword collided several times in a row.
　　In just a short moment, the tables and chairs in the great hall were all shattered into powder by this saber qi and sword qi.
　　“Ugh！ ……”
　　Just at this time, a muffled groan from Xiahou Qingyuan sounded in the great hall.
Immediately afterwards, with a loud “bang”, Xiahou Qingyuan’s body crashed heavily into the ground from the air.
　　“It seems that those few who were still stubbornly resisting with your Flame of Fire on them have also been found by the Yellow Dog.”
Li Yezhu, who slowly landed from the air, looked at Xiahou Qingyuan on the ground, who was holding his head and looking, and murmured thoughtfully.
　　The reason for this is that according to his understanding of the original power of the Yellow Dog Demon Seed, after finding all the people who are playing hide-and-seek with him, the Yellow Dog will then start to eat them bit by bit until they are left with only a wandering soul without their own divine sense.
　　And at this time, because Xiahou Qingyuan is connected by the spark with them, the pain he endures will naturally increase tenfold or even a hundredfold.
　　”Brother Xiahou, how are you? Can you still bear it?”
　　Li Yezhu walked slowly towards Xiahou Qingyuan, still looking very vigilant.
　　Although he knew very well that the pain Xiahou Qingyuan was suffering at this moment was enough to make the Dao heart of an ordinary cultivator collapse.
“But he is Xiahou Qingyuan, the descendant of the Xiahou family, the proud disciple of the Three Sovereigns Dao Palace. He was born different from ordinary cultivators.
　　As Li Yezhu slowly approached Xiahou Qingyuan, he muttered in a low voice with a cold expression.
　　When there was only a distance of two or three zhang between him and Xiahou Qingyuan, he suddenly stopped.
　　”Boom！…”
　　The moment he stopped, hundreds of thin lines like spider silk suddenly appeared around his body, and at the same time, spider pupils also appeared on his forehead.
　　”For those who inherit the true meaning of the spark, as long as there is still a drop of essence and blood left, they cannot be killed, unless this true meaning of the spark is plundered away.”
　　As soon as the voice fell, Li Yezhu gently raised his hand, making the blood threads like spider silk around his body shoot towards Xiahou Qingyuan at the same time.
　　From the very beginning, Li Yezhu didn’t think about being able to kill Xiahou Qingyuan. All along, what he wanted was only the True Meaning of Inheriting the Torch on Xiahou Qingyuan.
　　Because, when the power of his original demonic seed broke through to the third level, based on the “Suspended Silk Puppet”, he gained an additional ability, “Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun.”
　　The most terrifying thing about the power of “Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun” is that it can steal the true meaning of the opponent.
　　”Huh？”
　　But just as the puppet spider silk was about to penetrate into Xiahou Qingyuan’s body, Li Yezhu let out a surprised cry, and then suddenly reached out and grabbed forward, making the hundreds of puppet silk strands stop in place.
　　Although the aura was very weak, the destructive aura with the meaning of the ancient times emanating from Xiahou Qingyuan’s body was still captured by Li Yezhu’s keen spiritual power.
　　”As expected of the youngest of the Ten Demon Generals of Jiuyuan.”
　　And at this time, Xiahou Qingyuan, who was kneeling on the ground with his hands painfully holding his head, suddenly raised his head, and a regretful smile appeared on his face.
　　”I originally thought that after being injured like this, you would be slack and not notice this aura.”
　　While speaking, Xiahou Qingyuan propped himself up on the ground and slowly stood up.
　　“Zheng！ ……”
　　The Immortal Sword Xinhuo that had originally fallen aside now flew back in front of him.
　　“Your Xiahou family’s ancestors have the bloodline of the divine beast Bifang, so the ancient desolation and destruction energy that just emanated from your body should be the divine will of the divine bird Bifang, right？”
　　Li Yezhu pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, and black cracks kept appearing behind him with a “shua shua shua” sound, completely in a posture of being on full alert.
　　“Even knowing clearly that I have inherited the Bifang divine will of the Xiahou family, it seems that the hands of your Jiuyuan have already reached into our Xiahou family.”
　　Xiahou Qingyuan reached out and grabbed the Immortal Sword Xinhuo, frowning and looking at Li Yezhu with malice.
　　“Likewise.” Li Yezhu slowly pulled out the knife, looking at him with pride on his face, “Don’t you also know that my power of the origin magic seed has broken through to the third rank？”
　　“Hey……”
　　Xiahou Qingyuan grinned, and then erected the Xinhuo Sword in his hand, with a crazy look flashing in his eyes and said：
　　“In this next battle, it’s only about life and death. Li Yezhu, do you dare to take my sword？”
　　Upon hearing this, Li Yezhu’s expression remained as calm as water.
　　I saw him take a step forward, erected the black knife in his hand, and stared coldly at Xiahou Qingyuan and said：
　　“Why talk about only life and death? You just want to use your Bifang divine will to destroy my origin power.”
　　In fact, for the Jiuyuan Demonic Seeds, what they fear the most on the battlefield is the fighting will. When facing a single human cultivator off the battlefield, what they fear the most is the Divine Intent.
　　It’s just that the Divine Intent, like the bones of the gods and demons, can only be awakened and inherited by very few family disciples with the bloodline inheritance of divine beasts.
　　“Same here.”
　　The corner of Xiahou Qingyuan’s mouth rose, and the sword in his hand slowly lifted, and colorful glows began to circulate around his body.
　　“Aren’t you also forcing me to use up this Divine Intent on my body？”
　　Xiahou Qingyuan pointed the sword at Li Yezhu and said.
Both of them Perceived each other’s intentions.
Since that’s the case, then let’s bet on whether you can swallow your Xinhuo True Intent first.
As he spoke, Li Yezhu lifted the knife in his hand, and his whole body’ssmell fluctuates “boomed” and surges.
　　Although Xiahou Qingyuan, because of the connection of the Xinhuo, even if he mobilized all his Qi and blood True Yuan power, the fluctuation of his whole body’ssmell was much weaker than that of Li Yezhu, but as the colorful halo circulating around him became more and more dazzling, the entire lobby of the teahouse began to be filled with a terrifying killing intent with a sense of ancient desolation.
　　Judging from the current situation, the two are evenly matched.
　　Who wins and who loses can only be determined by gambling.
　　For a while, the entire lobby was deathly silent.
　　Both of them were waiting for an opportunity to draw their knives and swords.
　　“Patta, patta, patta！ ……”
　　Just when the momentum and killing intent of the two were about to climb to the peak, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from upstairs.
　　Immediately afterwards, a rough and hoarse voice shouted nervously：
　　“Li Yezhu, Li Yezhu！”
　　“Where are you, Li Yezhu？”
　　“I can’t find him, I can’t find him, can’t find him！”
　　Hearing this voice, Li Yezhu’s eyes froze, and a rare look of panic appeared in his eyes.
　　Even without looking with his eyes or sensing with his divine soul, he already knew the identity of this person——
　　“Yellow Dog.”
　　However, he and Xiahou Qingyuan had already “drawn their swords and bows”, and there was no room for him to be distracted in the slightest. So even though he knew that the Yellow Dog was in trouble, he could only pretend not to see it.
　　The same was true for Xiahou Qingyuan opposite.
　　He even suspected that this was a trick of Xiahou Qingyuan to disturb his mind, so he also stared at Xiahou Qingyuan without blinking.
　　“Boom！”
And in this instant, accompanied by a huge explosion sound a surging fighting spirit like a torrential flood descended from the sky and suddenly washed over the two of them.