Chapter 853
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Gradually, the myriad forces of the Dao were torn apart and shattered by the sword’s radiance.
The tip of the colossal sword lunged towards Qi Zhe.
Seeing that Qi Zhe could not withstand Ye Wushuang’s ferocious onslaught, he roared in a fit of rage, “Wu Yong, kill him!”
At that very moment,
from the dark clouds above, a figure burst forth through the sky.
It was Wu Yong!
With both hands clenched, the chaotic power of the myriad forces raged violently within him, forming a hundred-zhang fist that smashed down from the heavens.
“Die, Ye Wushuang!”
Wu Yong’s expression was grotesque, his inner energy erupting to its utmost limit.
Witnessing this scene, Qi Zhe sneered, “Ye Wushuang, you are doomed.”
His cold laughter echoed incessantly.
Yet at this moment, Ye Wushuang’s expression remained calm and indifferent. He focused entirely on unleashing the power of the Tai Xu Sword Body, thrusting towards Qi Zhe, completely ignoring Wu Yong’s attack.
“You!”
Qi Zhe’s face paled.
Was this man planning to sacrifice himself in order to kill him?
“There is no need for you to worry about me!”
Ye Wushuang stepped on the Tai Xu Sword Qi, which had condensed into the Tai Xu Sword Body, and thrust the Tian Ya Sword forward. The sharp sword energy pierced directly towards Qi Zhe.
Clang…
In an instant, the myriad forces of the Dao that Qi Zhe had summoned finally collapsed.
The Tai Xu Sword Body pierced through Qi Zhe’s body, extinguishing all his vital energy.
And at that very moment, Wu Yong’s all-out punch came crashing down.
Boom…
Ye Wushuang’s entire body was smashed into the earth below.
The rumbling sound continued to resonate.
A hundred-zhang deep pit appeared in the ground, with cracks spreading out like the sinewy body of a dragon for several miles, causing numerous houses to collapse.
At this moment, Wu Yong, slightly panting, shouted, “Kill him, now!”
There was no time to spare Ye Wushuang’s life now.
Twelve cultivators of the first and second levels of the Myriad Methods immediately dove down, unleashing their attacks all concentrated within the deep pit.
Only when Wu Yong saw this did he truly let out a sigh of relief.
Qi Zhe was dead!
Between the two of them, they had surely killed Ye Wushuang.
But who could have imagined that this young man would break through Qi Zhe’s attack and slay him?
He was only at the seventh level of the Heavenly Gang realm!
If this young man were to reach the Myriad Methods realm…
Wu Yong felt that this young man could kill him with a single sword strike!
“Stop!”
Wu Yong took a step forward, looking down at the hundred-zhang deep pit, and snorted, “This time, he is definitely dead!”
The twelve cultivators of the first and second levels of the Myriad Methods also stood at the edge of the pit.
Wu Yong said coldly, “If this young man does not die, he will eventually become a great threat to our Tianji Mansion!”
“You are right!”
But just as Wu Yong finished speaking,
from the depths of the pit, amidst the flying dust and stones, a figure shot out like an arrow.
The seven thousand strands of Tai Xu Sword Qi condensed into a Tai Xu Sword Body, which Ye Wushuang compressed to a length of one zhang and thrust forward.
“You…”
Wu Yong’s expression changed. He grabbed a cultivator of the second level of the Myriad Methods beside him and pulled him in front of himself.
“Steward Wu, you…”
Boom…
The cultivator of the second level of the Myriad Methods exploded into pieces.
Yet the Tai Xu Sword Body continued to charge forward relentlessly towards Wu Yong.
“Ye Wushuang!!!”
Wu Yong went completely berserk.
How could this young man achieve such a feat?
With a roar of fury, Wu Yong clenched his hands, instantly depleting all his inner energy, transforming it into the power of the Myriad Methods, which he condensed in front of him and unleashed.
“Sky-Rending Palm!”
A thick palm print was slapped out.
Clang…
The compressed Tai Xu Sword Body collided with the palm print, and the immense recoil almost made Ye Wushuang lose his grip on the sword body.
But with the explosion of his inner energy, Ye Wushuang firmly grasped the condensed Tai Xu Sword Body. Even though his hands were bleeding profusely, he did not let go.
Crack, crack, crack…
Suddenly,
cracks appeared in the palm print in front of Wu Yong.
Seeing this, Wu Yong’s face turned pale in an instant.
It was over!
Boom…
The palm print shattered.
Ye Wushuang’s body was no longer obstructed. He held the sword body with both hands and lunged forward in an instant.
Pffft!!!
The sword body pierced through Wu Yong’s chest and exploded inside his body.
The seven thousand strands of Tai Xu Sword Qi detonated.
Rumble…
Wu Yong’s body turned into a mist of blood at that moment, without even a scream escaping his lips.
“Lord Wu… is dead…”
The faces of the other eleven cultivators of the first and second levels of the Myriad Methods turned ashen.
In the blink of an eye, Qi Zhe was killed, and Wu Yong was killed as well.
What could they use to withstand Ye Wushuang?
