Chapter 1235
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Everyone around hadn’t expected that Ye Wushuang would be so straightforward.
Qi Wenyue, however, had an indifferent attitude. Then she waved her jade-like hand, and streams of Yuan Returning Qi lingered around her.
“The Returning Heaven Eight Trigrams Palm!”
With a shout, around the palm of Qi Wenyue, eight illusory palm prints condensed. As she took a sudden step forward.
Boom…
Fist and palm collided.
Killing intent burst out.
Within a radius of ten li around the two of them, the ground burst and churned.
The fresh smell of soil permeated the surrounding air.
The two figures separated as soon as they clashed.
Obviously, neither of them had gained an advantage with that move.
However, Qi Zhiyan, Mu Qingqian, and the others deeply understood how powerful Qi Wenyue’s Returning Heaven Eight Trigrams Palm was.
They had all been defeated by this palm technique before.
The power of the palm was unceasing, and its destructive force seeped through bit by bit, with terrifying might.
However, Ye Wushuang’s fist power was equally fierce and overbearing.
Fist and palm collided.
The two figures were ten zhang apart.
Without any unnecessary words, the two figures charged out again.
Boom, boom, boom…
Next, around the two of them, dust billowed, and the Yuan Returning Qi fluctuated.
In just a few breaths, no one knew how many times their fists and palms had clashed.
“He’s really a monster…”
Someone watched for a while, even forgetting to breathe. After taking a long breath, they said, “Is he even human?”
Were these two really only at the first level and the fourth level of the Yuan Returning Realm?
Their explosive power was almost on par with those at the fifth and sixth levels of the Yuan Returning Realm!
The two figures stood still.
They were still ten zhang apart.
But at this moment, a crack appeared in Ye Wushuang’s white robe.
And in the long sleeves of Qi Wenyue’s dress, her left hand trembled slightly at the fingertips.
This was the slight impact on her body from the intense collision of power.
On the surface, the two seemed evenly matched.
But in fact, she was at a disadvantage!
Hum…
Suddenly, Qi Wenyue spread her jade hand, and two crystal-clear thin swords, less than three feet long, appeared in her palm.
“You’re also a sword cultivator, right?” Qi Wenyue said with great interest.
“Yeah.”
“Shall we have a comparison?”
“Sure.”
In Ye Wushuang’s hand, the Tianyan Sword appeared.
When they saw the Tianyan Sword, Lin Qingfeng and Lin Qingyi, the brother and sister, raised their eyebrows and their bodies shuddered.
The two siblings exchanged a glance but didn’t say a word.
At this time, Qi Wenyue made the first move. The sword qi of the two swords rippled like the continuous spring rain. But when the sword qi was about to reach Ye Wushuang, it suddenly erupted like the sudden thunder in summer.
Ye Wushuang neither dodged nor evaded. He slashed out with the Tianyan Sword.
The Seven Star Primordial Sword Art!
The Tianshu Greedy Wolf Style!
As the sword was drawn, the sword qi was like stars, gathering around Ye Wushuang’s body. Streams of sword qi and starlight intertwined, transforming into a fierce star wolf that pounced forward.
Ding, ding, ding…
In an instant, the sound of sword qi colliding resounded everywhere between heaven and earth.
The fierce sword qi seemed to never stop.
Before the collision of the first move was over, the two of them had already launched their second move.
“The Yanqiu Sword Art!”
“The Tianxuan Great Strength Style!”
Rumble…
In the blink of an eye, the battle of sword qi between the two made it difficult for some martial artists at the Wanfa Realm level around them to see clearly.
Their speed was too fast.
Their power was too strong.
And the dust stirred up by them made it hard to tell who had the upper hand and who was at a disadvantage as they appeared and disappeared from time to time.
But anyone could see that…
In this battle between the two, if others were to intervene, they would probably be killed by the two within ten moves.
They were simply not on the same level.
Qi Wenyue had emerged, suppressing those at the top of the Wanfa Ranking.
Now Ye Wushuang had also appeared, going tit for tat with Qi Wenyue.
There are always people better than oneself!
There is always a higher realm beyond what one can reach!
It has always been like this since ancient times!
Shua, shua…
The two figures retreated one after another and landed steadily.
There were several cracks in Ye Wushuang’s white robe, but his body wasn’t injured.
On the other hand, there were several slits in Qi Wenyue’s dress, revealing her white and delicate skin.
However, in some places where the dress was torn, there were faint bloodstains that stained the clothes.
It was clear at a glance who was stronger and who was weaker.
Seeing this scene, many people were惊愕 (astounded).
Was this Ye Wushuang really this powerful?
It should be known that Qi Wenyue was at the fourth level of the Yuan Returning Realm, while Ye Wushuang was only at the first level. There was a gap of three realms between them.
“The sword intent has reached the subtle realm!” Qi Wenyue looked at Ye Wushuang and said coldly, “What’s your name?”
“Ye Wushuang!”
“Ye Wushuang…” Qi Wenyue furrowed her brows and said, “I’ve never heard of you. You’re not from the Central Land, are you?”
Ye Wushuang nodded.
At this moment, he vaguely felt that the Qi in Qi Wenyue’s body in front of him was gradually undergoing a transformation.
“In terms of sword techniques and palm techniques, I’m not as good as you!” Qi Wenyue smiled self-deprecatingly and put away the two swords.
“However, you were actually able to injure me!”
She slowly raised her left hand. There was a sword mark on the back of her hand that almost severed her five fingers.
Only when they saw this scene did everyone’s expressions change in shock.
Qi Wenyue’s injury was far more serious than those few bloodstains they had seen before!
Qi Wenyue raised her left hand, looking at the blood dripping from the back of her hand. She stuck out her tongue and licked the back of her hand.
“I haven’t tasted my own blood for a long time!”
After she said these words, her face turned as cold as ice. Looking at Ye Wushuang, she said indifferently, “You… really deserve to die!”
