Chapter 490
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Chapter 490: Crushing Together!
“Buzz!”
Zhang Diyun, having reached the Fifth Layer of the Yuan Spirit Realm, is not someone to take lightly. He tightly gripped an exceptional sword, its design ancient yet vibrant. The sword’s patterns flowed, and its brilliance gleamed brilliantly, showcasing its extraordinary quality.
The sword light spread throughout the air, cutting through the atmosphere with unmatched sharpness and depth.
With the aid of the Wind Battle Armor, Situ Muyang’s speed was extraordinary—like a tiger with wings or an eagle in pursuit—constantly diving and attacking.
Su Yi’s eyes flickered as he estimated Zhang Diyun’s strength. Su Yi couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe. Zhang Diyun, likely only twenty or twenty-one years old, had already reached the Fifth Layer of the Yuan Spirit Realm in his cultivation.
Reflecting on his own past, Su Yi remembered that during his time in the Forest of Demons, mercenaries and disciples of the Black Fiend School who reached this cultivation level were often middle-aged, nearing forty.
Even those disciples of the Yuan Spirit Realm brought by Wang Quande from the Sacred Mountain were younger, at least twenty-eight or twenty-nine. It’s likely they weren’t core disciples, but this still demonstrated that Zhang Diyun’s talent was truly exceptional.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The golden halberd rang as Yuan Qi and Gang Wind erupted. Zhang Diyun and Situ Muyang clashed continuously, the sound of Yuan Qi explosions echoing around them.
However, neither gained a decisive advantage. Situ Muyang’s incredible speed and ferocious attacking style clashed with Zhang Diyun’s fluttering robes and disheveled hair, a result of the fight’s intensity.
The sword light from Zhang Diyun sliced through the air with a high-pitched “buzzing” sound. The sword’s edge was unnervingly sharp, sending a chill down Situ Muyang’s spine, even with the protection of his Wind Battle Armor.
“Continue!”
Su Yi joined the battle, drawing his large sword from his back. The blade gleamed like lightning as it swung continuously.
Situ Muyang didn’t wield a weapon, relying solely on the Wind Battle Armor. Wrapped in his elemental energy, he appeared surrounded by a violent wind. His movements were swift and graceful, resembling a spinning tornado, and his strikes were visually striking.
Zhang Diyun’s swordsmanship was sharp and unpredictable, blending oddities with agility, making it difficult to counter.
Su Yi sensed Zhang Diyun’s power—his cultivation at the fifth level of the Yuan Spirit Realm was formidable, and his combat strength was outstanding. His elemental energy surged from his body with each movement.
The more Su Yi fought, the more at ease he felt.
Of course, Su Yi wasn’t truly using his full strength. Since his identity was already revealed, he knew that showing his full strength in front of all the disciples of the Divine Sword School in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords would put him at a serious disadvantage.
Su Yi didn’t want to prolong the fight too much. The commotion could easily draw the attention of the nearby direct disciples of the Divine Sword School. Right now, all the disciples of the Divine Sword School in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords were searching for him.
The three-way battle escalated quickly. Anyone witnessing it would certainly be impressed by these three exceptional figures.
Zhang Diyun became increasingly surprised, realizing that using his full strength only made the fight more difficult. His body was covered in more and more injuries, and his condition worsened.
After a quarter of an hour, despite his powerful combat skills, Su Yi had thoroughly assessed Zhang Diyun’s true strength.
“It’s almost time!”
Su Yi murmured to himself. It was almost time to end the battle.
“Swoosh!”
A golden halberd sounded as Su Yi activated his sword technique. In an instant, the sword emitted a faint dragon’s roar and a thunderous sound, radiating with brilliant light. With unmatched force, Su Yi brought the sword down.
The sword was like a wild dragon, and its momentum was as fierce as a tiger!
This was the first strike of the Three Sabres of the Raging Dragon—Raging Dragon Slash!
Zhang Diyun was taken aback as the sword light swept towards him, his body surging with vitality.
“Swoosh…” “Crack…” The swords met with a sharp clash. The golden halberd erupted, sending sparks flying. Along with the sound of cracking, flames spread across Su Yi’s sword, which soon developed a crack.
Yet, the sword did not shatter—only a gap appeared.
It was clear that Zhang Diyun’s treasured sword had significant advantages in both quality and craftsmanship. However, Su Yi’s vitality gave him the upper hand, as his sword’s thunderous force rang out like a storm, knocking Zhang Diyun back.
“Swoosh…”
With red light flashing in his eyes, Su Yi surged with vitality, his body moving like a bolt of lightning. In an instant, he was before the staggered Zhang Diyun, striking with a palm.
“Boom!” A fiery vitality burst from Su Yi’s palm. Flames erupted before his palm imprint, and the heat was so intense that the surrounding air seemed to ignite.
“How suddenly much stronger!”
Zhang Diyun was surprised as Su Yi’s aura seemed to increase drastically. Perhaps Su Yi had been holding back, waiting for this moment to explode.
“Boom!” In an instant, Zhang Diyun’s wood attribute vitality surged, forming a halo of vitality light that enveloped his entire body. He quickly shook his left arm, and a palm with a green glow appeared, meeting Su Yi’s attack.
Everything unfolded as Su Yi expected, and a slight smile tugged at his lips. As their palms met, he whispered, “Explode!”
“Boom!” The collision caused an explosion of energy. In the following instant, another muffled sound reverberated between their palms. From Su Yi’s palm, it felt as if a tremendous hot stream was compressed, then expanded and exploded like a bomb.
“Boom…” The explosion rang out like thunder, releasing an energy akin to an erupting volcano. The shockwave created a small, tornado-like storm.
“Deng Deng…” Zhang Diyun was forced back, his vitality halo shattered. The ground cracked beneath him, and a muffled sound came from his throat as he coughed up blood.
“Swoosh!”
Seizing the opportunity, Situ Muyang advanced. A finger seal, swift and cunning, flashed toward Zhang Diyun’s back.
Zhang Diyun sensed the attack but could not dodge in time. He managed to evade somewhat, but the finger seal grazed his shoulder, leaving a bloody hole.
In such a battle, the outcome was decided in a split second, especially with Su Yi secretly suppressing Zhang Diyun.
Su Yi moved again. His foot surged with vitality, and his body seemed to vanish like a shadow. His fist clenched tightly, not using any martial techniques, but the sheer power of his strike hit Zhang Diyun with devastating force.
The vitality in Su Yi’s punch broke the air ripples. With the sound of disturbed air, it slammed into Zhang Diyun, who was unable to avoid it.
“Bang!”
“Puff…” A dull thud resounded as Zhang Diyun spat out blood, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
He crashed into the ground, causing the earth to tremble. His face turned ashen, and the treasured sword slipped from his grasp.
“Boom!”
Zhang Diyun struggled, his eyes wide in terror. Then, a powerful force descended, completely suppressing him.
The outcome was inevitable. Zhang Diyun, dazed and confused, watched as everything on his body was thoroughly searched and taken away.
