Chapter 740
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“You shall die!”
Li Qin, protected by the dark green light of the small ding, twisted his face in fury. Ye Wushuang was not at his peak condition, yet he had nearly killed him. For Li Qin, this was an unbearable humiliation. At this moment, with one hand clutching the other arm, the sound of bones grinding together echoed. Li Qin’s face, contorted with a mix of anger and pain, became even more distorted. The bones realigned. Beads of sweat covered Li Qin’s face, but the dark green light emitted by the small ding continuously flowed into his body, healing him.
“This is the Little Li King Ding of my Li Clan, a heavenly-grade spiritual artifact forged in the likeness of the Li King Ding.”
“Ye Wushuang, no one has ever forced me to deploy this ding. You are the first.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang spat out a mouthful of blood and clenched the Tianya Sword tighter. “You talk too much.”
In the midst of a life-or-death battle, he still had so much to say.
Li Qin’s face hardened, and he declared with a chilling aura, “Then I shall send you to meet the King of Hell!”
With a flourish of his hands, the Little Li King Ding released beams of dark green energy, merging with his own heavenly might.
“Li Tian Slash!”
With a shout, Li Qin unleashed a terrifying aura of killing intent. The heavenly might energy was compressed, like a thundercloud reduced to a tenth of its size, eventually forming a blade that hovered before him.
“One strike to send you to hell.”
With a cold snort, Li Qin grasped the blade and swung it forward. The blade, forged from pure heavenly might and dark green energy, was unstoppable, carrying an overwhelming momentum as it lunged towards Ye Wushuang.
Seeing this, Ye Wushuang gripped the sword with both hands, gathering all the spiritual energy within him and connecting with the Nine-Heavens Spirit-Taming Tower.
“Tai Xu Sword Qi…”
Ye Wushuang murmured in his heart, and in an instant, nine hundred strands of Tai Xu Sword Qi encircled his body.
The Tianya Sword swung down, and the gathered Tai Xu Sword Qi formed a colossal sword that struck down as well.
Two sword energies, one after the other.
The sword energy from the Tianya Sword, upon contact with the blade’s sharpness, lasted only a moment before shattering.
But the colossal sword formed by the nine hundred strands of Tai Xu Sword Qi had already swung down.
The blade and the sword collided in an instant.
The thunderous roar echoed throughout the entire cavern.
The continuous outpouring of spiritual energy from the blade and the sword caused the surrounding cave walls to crumble, with rocks and soil falling away.
Gradually, however, the colossal sword formed by the Tai Xu Sword Qi began to overpower the blade.
Li Qin’s face turned ugly.
How could this be!
The Little Li King Ding was a spiritual artifact he had nurtured since childhood, perfectly attuned to him. The energy it condensed was both defensively and offensively dominant.
Yet now, it was being suppressed by Ye Wushuang.
This was simply impossible!
The colossal sword gradually crushed the blade, and the sword energy, still not dissipated, continued to strike towards Li Qin.
“Go!”
Enraged, Li Qin pushed his hands forward, and the Little Li King Ding flew out into the air.
Clang…
The sword energy struck the ding, and in that moment, Li Qin’s body was jolted as if struck by lightning, his face turning pale.
When the ding was struck, he himself would also suffer a certain degree of backlash.
At this moment, the ding and the sword energy were locked in a stalemate.
Yet Ye Wushuang took a step forward and continued to swing the Tianya Sword, strike after strike, relentless in his attack.
Li Qin was furious.
He was already struggling to control the Little Li King Ding, yet Ye Wushuang still had the strength to continue his sword attacks.
This man, who had just had his vital blood drained by the Li King Ding, should have already reached his limit. How could he still be fighting?
Boom… Boom… Boom…
With each strike of Ye Wushuang’s sword, the light on the surface of the Little Li King Ding grew dimmer.
But Ye Wushuang did not stop his attack.
As long as the enemy was not dead, and as long as he could still fight, he would not give his opponent a moment to catch his breath.
“Subdue the Sun and Moon!”
“Trample the Rivers and Mountains!”
The Tianya Sword blazed with light, its blade slashing out, each sword energy rushing towards the Little Li King Ding.
Suddenly, at that moment.
A crack, a sudden sound, rang out.
