Chapter 768
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On the other side, Li Wenbo was shielding Qing Shiyu and Chu Qingcheng. He immediately warned, “Be careful, Ye Wushuang. This woman’s gun skills are terrifyingly formidable.”
Upon hearing Li Wenbo’s words, Tai Shengzi and Tai Lingzi’s eyes both turned cold. At that moment, both of them were injured and had to swallow spiritual pills, sitting cross-legged on the ground to recover.
“Go and kill him,” one of them commanded.
Instantly, the other cultivators from Taiqing Palace surged forward. Seeing more than ten people charging at them, Li Wenbo quickly reassured, “Ye Wushuang, don’t worry about us. We can protect ourselves.”
With a determined bite of his lip, Li Wenbo summoned a small sword. He grasped the hilt and plunged the sword into the ground. A hum resonated through the air, and within a radius of five meters, numerous illusory sword auras rose, tightly enveloping and protecting Li Wenbo, Qing Shiyu, and Chu Qingcheng. The more than ten Taiqing Palace cultivators, despite their ferocious assault, could not break through the protective barrier.
“Su Xuanye even gave you the Little Xuanyuan Sword, which he refined with his own vital blood, for protection. He truly dotes on you,” Tai Shengzi remarked coldly.
“None of your business,” Li Wenbo retorted with a sneer.
“You…” Tai Shengzi’s movement caused his blood energy to churn violently.
“Li Wenbo, do you really think Ye Wushuang can win?” Tai Shengzi sneered. “Hua Cangyu’s terror far surpasses that of Lixinhen and Lixinyue combined.”
“So what?” Li Wenbo scorned. “Ye Wushuang is also far stronger than he was just now. I don’t know who was so confident just a moment ago, but now they’re coughing up blood.”
Hearing this, Tai Shengzi chose to remain silent, fearing that his injuries would worsen if he continued to argue with Li Wenbo.
On the other side, Hua Cangyu and Ye Wushuang stood facing each other, separated by a distance. One held a sword, the other a spear. Both figures scrutinized each other intently.
Hua Cangyu was also at the third level of the Tian Gang realm. In fact, her aura completely overshadowed that of Lixinhen, Tai Shengzi, and the others. Previously, Lixinhen’s ferocity was largely due to the power of the Blood Fusion Technique. But what exactly made Hua Cangyu so formidable? Ye Wushuang did not know. Yet, he was not afraid. In fact, he was excited by this kind of thrilling battle, something he hadn’t experienced in a long time. This faint anticipation gradually brightened his eyes.
“You are not my match,” Hua Cangyu’s voice was calm and indifferent.
“Only a trial will tell,” Ye Wushuang replied, raising his sword and launching a powerful strike.
The technique he used was the “Myriad Swords Return to the Source” technique, specifically the “Myriad Swords Slash.” With a single slash, the sword energy roared, and countless sword auras surged forward like a school of fish crossing a river, attacking indiscriminately.
Seeing the sword energy slashing towards her, Hua Cangyu gripped her spear with both hands and swung it horizontally. In an instant, the spear’s energy surged like a thousand troops and horses charging forward. The energy formed an arc, resembling a rain curtain as it rushed towards the opponent.
Boom…
The sword energy and spear energy collided. High in the sky, the two figures clashed violently, releasing an endless, destructive aura of the Tian Gang realm. At the Tian Gang level, the spiritual energy was incredibly abundant, transforming into the Tian Gang energy that flowed continuously, allowing them to stand in mid-air effortlessly.
The two figures engaged in fierce combat. At this moment, neither retreated, yielded, nor showed any fear.
Boom… Boom… Boom…
Sword energy slashed out, and the spear thrust forward again and again. The entire sky was filled with the breathtaking collisions of sword and spear energy.
“Damn, this is terrifying,” Li Wenbo muttered under his breath.
Before coming to the Hundred Nations Martial Contest, his master had warned him that the Seven Sects were filled with countless geniuses, many of whom were incredibly powerful. He had thought he was quite formidable. But now… even among geniuses, there was a vast difference in strength.
People like Ye Wushuang and Hua Cangyu, if faced with dozens of opponents of the same realm, could probably resolve the situation in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
“Myriad Swords Converge.”
“Myriad Swords Return to the Source.”
Ye Wushuang’s sword strikes grew stronger with each swing. Since the end of his battle with Lixinhen, he had been continuously attacking. Yet, the young man at the first level of the Tian Gang realm seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of spiritual energy, as if it were an endless river.
Hua Cangyu also demonstrated an extremely powerful force, with each spear thrust showing absolute control over her own energy. The clash of these two genius kings had already shattered the surrounding land, and even cracks were spreading outwards…
