Chapter 449
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Without dodging or evading, Ye Wushuang directly unleashed a second strike of the Blue Thunder Palm.
The Blue Thunder Palm, a mystical spiritual technique, has only one move: the superimposition of palm prints. The higher one’s cultivation, the more palm prints can be superimposed, and the more formidable the gathered palm energy becomes!
As the palm energy erupted, a deep, explosive sound echoed, and Ye Wushuang’s figure was pushed backward. At that very moment, another Iron-Striped Lion seized the opportunity and lunged forward.
Buzz…
The Tianya Sword materialized in his hand, and the “Shattered Blue” sword technique burst forth. The gathered sword energy was unstoppable, like bamboo splitting under pressure.
With a *whoosh*.
The sword’s trace slashed across the back of the second Iron-Striped Lion, severing its fur, which was as sharp as iron wire, and left a bloody gash on its body.
On the ridge of the valley, Wang Xueqi, Xiao Yuan, and Qing Chengtian watched this scene with astonishment. Ye Wushuang’s sword energy had become increasingly powerful. Over these ten days, although Ye Wushuang had not broken through to a higher level, his mastery of the Blue Thunder Palm and the Heavenly Derivative Azure Cloud Sword Technique had become even more refined. There was even a hint of the demeanor of a grandmaster of martial arts.
Moreover, the sword strike Ye Wushuang had just delivered was without invoking the minor realm of the sword intent.
Roar!!!
A deep, guttural roar reverberated throughout the valley.
The two Iron-Striped Lions stood to the left and right of Ye Wushuang, their eyes gleaming with fierce light. The white-robed young man before them was not as weak as he seemed.
Ye Wushuang smiled faintly, clenched his hand, and the Tianya Sword’s blade flickered with a terrifying sword energy.
The sword intent, coalesced.
“Blue Stirring Sword.”
“Blue Severing Sword!”
With one strike, a second sword followed almost instantaneously, both descending in the blink of an eye.
*Whoosh* *whoosh*!
Two bloody gashes appeared on the necks of the two Iron-Striped Lions, with blood dripping down.
Thud, thud. The massive bodies of the two Iron-Striped Lions, each over three zhang tall, fell to the ground.
Dead!
The three of them were stunned.
Just like that… they were dead?
“This guy… he’s only at the seventh level…”
Even someone at the first level of the Yuanfu realm would not be able to dispatch these two Iron-Striped Lions so cleanly.
When they first saw Ye Wushuang’s attack, the three had expected a fierce battle. But to their surprise, Ye Wushuang had accelerated and swiftly killed the two Iron-Striped Lions.
Two hundred points!
Ye Wushuang paid no attention to the two Iron-Striped Lion corpses on the ground. Instead, he held his sword and looked toward the other side. Qing Shiyu was engaged in combat with the third Iron-Striped Lion. At this moment, Qing Shiyu was surrounded by lingering spiritual energy, holding her long sword with a demeanor that was truly a match for any man.
The Iron-Striped Lion opposite her was being pressed by Qing Shiyu. However, compared to Ye Wushuang, Qing Shiyu seemed less at ease.
After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the third Iron-Striped Lion’s body fell to the ground with a *thud*. Qing Shiyu leaned on her sword, half-squatting, and panted, “I… am pretty amazing, right?”
At this moment, Xiao Yuan, Wang Xueqi, and Qing Chengtian also landed.
“You are pretty amazing,” Qing Chengtian teased. “Wushuang killed two in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, and you killed one in the time it takes to burn an incense stick. Wushuang is at the seventh level, and you are at the ninth…”
At this point, all three couldn’t help but laugh.
Qing Shiyu glanced at Ye Wushuang and said indignantly, “He’s just a monster. I won’t compare myself to him!”
Ye Wushuang also laughed and said, “Iron-Striped Lions are indeed not easy to kill. At least two or three people at the ninth level of the Ningshuai realm would be needed to deal with one. You did well to take one on your own.”
With the three Iron-Striped Lions dead, it was time to see what treasure was sealed within this spiritual site.
Ye Wushuang approached the center of the valley and saw a stone mill, standing stable and firm. The stone mill was one meter high and three zhang in diameter. Around it, waves of spiritual energy were released, making one feel quite comfortable.
Ye Wushuang’s palm approached the seal, and he said, “It’s a second-level spiritual array seal. I’ll break it. As usual, you four protect me!”
“Got it!”
The four figures spread out.
Ye Wushuang stood in front of the seal and said, “Second-level protection array, the Hundred Acupoints Delicate Array!”
“This array is not difficult to break, but it will take some time, about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. You four be careful.”
The four nodded.
Ye Wushuang sat cross-legged on the ground, and thousands of spiritual patterns gathered and spread from the tips of his fingers…
Time ticked by, and Ye Wushuang closed his eyes, immersing himself in the task.
At that very moment, outside the valley, a group of people approached with a murderous aura…
