Chapter 1651
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Qing Wenlin saw the group of twenty to thirty people, all exuding the aura of the Wandering Self, Fifth to Seventh Tribulation Realms, and his face trembled.
“Have the Lingjian Pavilion and the Qi family gone mad?”
Not only had they mobilized over a hundred Wandering Self realm practitioners, but now there were already sixty to seventy individuals at the Fifth to Seventh Tribulation levels.
It was important to note that in the entire Central Continent, the Wandering Self realm was considered the backbone of the top-tier forces. Practitioners at the Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh Tribulation levels were almost all significant figures holding important positions.
There had already been three to four dozen of them, and now another twenty to thirty had arrived.
Ye Wushuang glanced over and was taken aback, saying, “Not necessarily!”
“Huh?”
At that moment.
The leader of the group of twenty to thirty people, a burly man, shouted loudly, “Kill! Kill all those wimps from the Lingjian Pavilion and the Qi family!”
“Huh?”
Qing Wenlin was even more stunned.
What was going on?
At this moment, on the side of the Lingjian Pavilion, the leader was a Seventh Tribulation Wandering Self realm powerhouse, Gu Yaoyang, one of the Twenty-Four Guardian Swordsmen.
Gu Yaoyang had also participated in the previous battle to besiege Sword Mountain.
During that battle, fellow senior Guardian Swordsmen such as Hua Canyu, Shen Buxiu, Tao Liang, and Song Zhilan had all perished, while Gu Yaoyang had narrowly escaped with his life.
This time, in the assassination attempt on Ye Wushuang, Gu Yaoyang was the leading figure among the Wandering Self realm practitioners.
Gu Yaoyang looked ahead and coldly shouted, “Wang Xingsheng, does your Wang family not value your lives?”
“I’ll curse your grandmother’s legs!”
A curse rang out.
The leading burly man cursed loudly, and with both fists thrust forward, he charged straight at Gu Yaoyang.
Boom…
The two immediately engaged in combat, and the other Wang family Wandering Self realm practitioners who had followed the burly man also charged out to fight.
The situation changed dramatically.
With the arrival of more than twenty Wang family Wandering Self realm practitioners, Qing Wenlin and his group immediately shifted from a passive to an active stance.
Qing Wenlin watched in disbelief as Wang Xingsheng and Gu Yaoyang fought fiercely.
“The first-class family, the Wang family, how could they…” Qing Wenlin was astonished.
Ye Wushuang saw this and patted Qing Wenlin’s shoulder, smiling and saying, “Do not underestimate the power of the Holy Heaven Sect. In the future, there will be even more surprises.”
Then, Ye Wushuang spotted a familiar figure among the practitioners of the Lingjian Pavilion and the Qi family and immediately charged with his sword.
“Shen Hongyuan, you have a lucky life; you didn’t die last time!”
Ye Wushuang swung his sword at a figure and shouted loudly.
Shen Hongyuan’s face changed, and he quickly turned around, slapping out a palm to block the sword qi, creating some distance. He looked at Ye Wushuang with a cold, disdainful gaze.
Shen Hongyuan was not a Guardian Swordsman of the Lingjian Pavilion back then; he was promoted later after the internal chaos of the Lingjian Pavilion when the ten Guardian Swordsmen had left.
Shen Hongyuan had also participated in the Qingzhou campaign against Sword Mountain.
“Ye Wushuang!”
Shen Hongyuan looked at Ye Wushuang, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Although he had survived the battle in Qingzhou, his elder brother Shen Buxiu had died a miserable death.
“Want to kill me?”
Ye Wushuang stood with his sword, indifferently saying, “Come!”
“Humph!”
Without a word, Shen Hongyuan grasped a long spear and thrust it out with a burst of energy.
Shen Hongyuan, at the Sixth Tribulation of the Wandering Self realm, had all his strength condensed into one, and his spear strike was incredibly powerful.
But at that moment.
Ye Wushuang summoned the three Green Origin Wood Armors with a wave of his hand, protecting himself from Shen Hongyuan’s fierce attack.
“Green Origin Wood Armor!”
Seeing the three Green Origin Wood Armors, Shen Hongyuan’s face changed, and he was astonished, “Did Du Mu Yun Ze die?”
“Yes, he’s dead!” Ye Wushuang stood behind the Green Origin Wood Armors and sneered, “At the Fourth Tribulation, he thought he could easily kill me, but in the end, he died at my hands! Isn’t that infuriating?”
Shen Hongyuan gripped his spear tightly, his face dark and terrifying.
Ye Wushuang had just entered the First Tribulation and yet managed to kill Du Mu Yun Ze, who was at the Fourth Tribulation!
It was well-known that Du Mu Yun Ze was an absolute representative of the Wandering Self realm within the Lingjian Pavilion, with formidable strength.
The fact that he had been killed by Ye Wushuang was enough to prove just how terrifying Ye Wushuang’s power was.
“Are you scared?”
Ye Wushuang looked at Shen Hongyuan and lightly laughed, “Are you, at the Sixth Tribulation of the Wandering Self realm, afraid of me, who is only at the First Tribulation?”
Shen Hongyuan cursed inwardly.
This little brat was playing mind games with him!
“I’ll see just what tricks you have up your sleeve!”
Shen Hongyuan grasped his spear tightly, unleashed a burst of energy, and immediately charged at Ye Wushuang.
Seeing Shen Hongyuan’s attack, the three Green Origin Wood Armors in front of Ye Wushuang scattered to the sides, and he swung his Taiyuan Spirit Sword.
“Nine Heavens Sword Slash.”
Four thousand Tai Xu Spirit Sword qi roared and surged out, filled with a murderous aura.
Boom! Boom! Boom…
The Tai Xu Spirit Sword qi collided with the spear’s energy, and the resulting roars released a fierce and chilling aura that spread in all directions.
Shen Hongyuan stood with his spear, his gaze cold.
Ye Wushuang, tightly gripping the Taiyuan Spirit Sword, was also cautious.
The gap in their realms was too large!
A First Tribulation practitioner facing a Sixth Tribulation one, with a difference of five minor realms, Ye Wushuang had already done his utmost.
But even so, Ye Wushuang felt that killing Shen Hongyuan was not going to be easy.
“I’ll have to give this a try!”
Ye Wushuang gradually calmed down inside.
Shen Hongyuan, after a clash, had made a rough judgment.
Ye Wushuang’s offensive power was stronger than that of a Fifth Tribulation practitioner but at most equivalent to an average Sixth Tribulation one.
And he, Shen Hongyuan, at the Sixth Tribulation, being a Guardian Swordsman of the Lingjian Pavilion, was naturally not an ordinary Wandering Self realm practitioner.
“You brat, you’re as good as dead!”
Shen Hongyuan’s eyes gleamed with malice, his murderous intent surging as he once again charged at Ye Wushuang with his spear.
“I’ll die eight hundred times over before I let you kill me!”
Ye Wushuang shouted, and the Taiyuan Spirit Sword levitated in the air. His hands quickly formed seals, and the twenty Thunder Palaces within him roared and surged with unparalleled killing intent.
“Kill!”
In an instant.
The thunder from the twenty Thunder Palaces roared and surged within him, releasing an unmatched killing aura.
Between his hands, he condensed one seal after another, forming twenty pure Great Spirit Thunder Seals!
“Kill!”
With a low shout, the twenty Great Spirit Thunder Seals roared and charged towards Shen Hongyuan.
