Chapter 854
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“Everyone, stay calm!”
At that moment, a cultivator of the second level of the Myriad Methods roared, “This young man has expended a great deal of energy and is injured. We can definitely kill him!”
Panic is useless!
At this moment, anyone who dares to retreat will surely be held accountable by the hall masters and elders once they have dealt with the others.
Boom…
Lightning streaked across the sky, followed by rolling thunder.
Raindrops began to fall from the heavens.
A downpour, with the sound of rushing water, descended at that moment.
Ye Wushuang, dressed in a plain, coarse robe, was already soaked in blood. Under the heavy rain, his not-so-imposing figure stood proudly.
The Tian Ya Sword, gleaming with a faint sword radiance, reappeared in Ye Wushuang’s hand.
He gazed at the eleven cultivators of the Myriad Methods and said indifferently, “Dare to test my sword? Is it sharp enough?”
“Kill!”
The eleven mustered their courage, each wielding a spiritual weapon, and charged forward once again.
At this point, how much combat strength could Ye Wushuang still have?
Boom…
The terrifying Heavenly Gang energy collided with the Myriad Methods power.
Soon, screams of agony began to rise.
The eleven cultivators of the first and second levels of the Myriad Methods gradually fell beneath Ye Wushuang’s sword.
But Ye Wushuang himself also began to show wounds.
Earlier, when the dozen or so people attacked the pit, he had protected himself with the Tian Yan Armor and the Qian Yuan Cauldron. However, the fierce attacks from the cultivators of the Myriad Methods had still caused internal vibrations and injuries.
After continuous fierce fighting, his spiritual energy was greatly depleted, and naturally, his reaction speed and attack power would decrease significantly.
When the last of the eleven fell to the ground, Ye Wushuang’s hand holding the Tian Ya Sword trembled slightly.
His arm, chest, and abdomen were all marked with sword cuts and bleeding wounds, with blood dripping down.
But Ye Wushuang paid no attention to these injuries.
After this series of fierce battles, his control over his spiritual energy and his mastery of the Heavenly Gang Seven-Element Sword Technique had become even more refined.
Cultivation is the path of battle.
Only by tempering himself in one brutal life-and-death struggle after another could he regain the feeling of his past life.
And perhaps even surpass it!
If he could not surpass his past life, what was the point of breaking free and being reborn to cultivate again?
One pill after another fell into Ye Wushuang’s mouth, and his spiritual energy gradually began to recover. The bleeding from his wounds stopped.
He looked at the late-stage Heavenly Gang cultivators from the two major sects around him.
“Come on!”
Ye Wushuang’s gaze was cold and fierce.
However, the late-stage Heavenly Gang cultivators, each holding various spiritual weapons, dared not step forward when they saw Ye Wushuang standing in the heavy rain.
Eighteen cultivators of the Myriad Methods.
All killed!
Who would dare to step forward now?
“A bunch of good-for-nothings!”
At that moment, a roar of anger echoed through the sky.
Gong Chengze, with his fifth-level Myriad Methods cultivation, naturally had the upper hand against Yun Xingjian, who was at the fourth level of the Myriad Methods.
But with the protection of the Tai Qing Tian Yan Technique, Yun Xingjian could not be defeated in a short time. However, Gong Chengze was paying close attention to the battle below.
Now, seeing that all eighteen cultivators of the Myriad Methods had been killed by Ye Wushuang, and the Heavenly Gang cultivators below dared not approach him, he was furious.
“If you can’t kill him, I’ll kill you all!”
With these words, the late-stage Heavenly Gang cultivators roared in anger, their bodies enveloped in Heavenly Gang energy as they dove down to attack Ye Wushuang.
Rumble…
Rolling thunder, a torrential downpour, and over a hundred Heavenly Gang cultivators swarmed around Ye Wushuang.
The battle grew even more brutal.
But no one at the Heavenly Gang level could withstand Ye Wushuang.
“Ah…”
With a single sword strike from Ye Wushuang, a scream rang out. A cultivator at the seventh level of the Heavenly Gang had his entire arm shattered by the sword energy, blood spraying out.
In the rain, the young man’s figure was agile, his speed incredibly fast, and his sword power formidable.
Even with hundreds of people, they could not surround him.
If the cultivators of the Myriad Methods could not kill Ye Wushuang, how could these Heavenly Gang-level cultivators?
“A bunch of good-for-nothings, you infuriate me!”
Just as Ye Wushuang had slain more than a dozen people, a roar of fury echoed from the sky. A terrifying Myriad Methods power formed into a giant fist and descended directly in front of Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang raised his sword and struck.
Clang!!!
The immense force erupted, blasting Ye Wushuang backward instantly.
The sound of explosions rang out as Ye Wushuang’s figure crashed through one building after another, until finally, he fell into a pile of rubble, his fate unknown.
From the sky, a figure descended.
“Get out of the way!”
The roar echoed through the heavens and the earth.
Gongsun Ze, the head of one of the thirty-six halls of the Tianji Mansion, had arrived…
