Chapter 71

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Chapter 71: Don’t Provoke the Tiger!

Yi Qianmo looked at Tang Yuan in surprise; he thought that with his current level of the Qi Refining Stage, dealing with Tang Yuan would be easy.

But he didn’t expect that Tang Yuan’s spiritual power was even stronger than Yu Youwei’s when she used the Xuan Yuan True Method. In their previous clash, Yi Qianmo gained no advantage at all.

"Impossible!"

Tang Yuan was even more shocked. He was at the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage and his practice was the Tang family’s Purple Extreme Divine Skill, making his spiritual power much greater than a normal cultivator’s.

Although he had the upper hand in that clash, it was not overwhelming, which surprised him greatly.

"There are many things that seem impossible!"

Almost immediately, Yi Qianmo activated the Great Yi Sword Technique, "Wind of Xun!"

Spiritual power gathered around him, making his body incredibly light, as if it was being carried by the wind. This was the amazing power of the Great Yi Sword Technique.

The Eight-Character Sword, each character has its own special use.

The Wind Word Sword Technique is all about speed, flowing gracefully like the wind. The force of the sword is unpredictable, and if one’s skill is high enough, the Wind Word Sword can stir up a fierce wind, tearing apart any enemy in front of them.

Right now, Yi Qianmo has only shown a glimpse of the Wind Word Sword, but his speed has doubled in an instant.

"Clang, clang, clang…"

The two fought together, and Yi Qianmo moved like a ghost, impossible to catch. Tang Yuan stood in place, forced to defend passively.

Although Yi Qianmo cannot break through his defense, it made him very frustrated. As the young master of the Tang family who practiced the Purple Extreme Divine Skill, being outmatched by an unaffiliated cultivator was quite embarrassing!

"You are asking for trouble!"

With a loud roar, Tang Yuan’s spiritual power glimmered with a faint purple light, making him appear incredibly noble under the purple glow.

His speed and strength were much stronger after the purple light appeared, and Yi Qianmo, in the midst of attacking, looked worried.

"Clang, clang, clang…"

Dozens of swords clashed together, metal striking against metal, sparks flying. Yi Qianmo’s hand was torn open by the force from the swords, blood covering his hands, and he felt a surge of energy inside him, but his spiritual power was not flowing smoothly.

"You little beast, it seems you have received the legacy of your lineage. Hand it over, and I might spare your life!"

Tang Yuan stared at him intensely, his eyes filled with greed.

The Yi family has nine branches, each with its own differences. The Tang family inherited the Purple Extreme Divine Skill, and the Tang family’s heirs built the Tang Gate in Qin Land with this skill, overcoming many challenges along the way.

Tang Yuan was very familiar with this part of family history. The Tang family’s inheritance was so impressive, and naturally, the Yi family’s inheritance would not be weak either. Discovering that Yi Qianmo had received a legacy made Tang Yuan excited.

With the Purple Extreme Divine Skill, if combined with this ghostly sword technique, the Tang family could even become the number one family in Qin Land.

"Want it? Then come and take it by your skill!"

Yi Qianmo realized he had underestimated Tang Yuan’s strength. He did not know if the Purple Extreme Divine Skill was an inheritance from his ancestors, but he knew that this skill was indeed powerful.

"If the tiger doesn’t show its strength, do you really think I’m a sick cat?"

Tang Yuan waved his sword and charged forward, "Let me show you the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique of Tang Gate!"

When he attacked again, the movement of his sword suddenly changed, like the clouds in the sky, unpredictable and hard to catch. With the support of the Purple Extreme Divine Skill, Yi Qianmo was almost wounded several times.

"This is what I wanted to say, if the tiger doesn’t show its strength, do you really think I’m a sick cat?!!"

Yi Qianmo did not hesitate; if he didn’t give it his all, he feared he would be defeated by Tang Yuan right here.

"Hahaha, besides this sword technique, what other tricks do you have?"

Tang Yuan said proudly, "I’ve changed my mind; I want this inheritance, and I want your life too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white light suddenly shone from Yi Qianmo’s body, and the sword intent sensed within him instantly activated the Sword Pill.

All the spiritual power was drained in an instant, and then a mighty sword energy flowed from the Sword Pill into his dantian, surging into the meridians.

His eyes shone with a silver light, like a deity!

"What is this… thing?!"

Tang Yuan put away the smile on his face.

"Something that will take your life!"

Yi Qianmo swung his sword and rushed forward, his speed and strength doubled by the power of the sword’s energy.

"Clang!"

With a loud boom, the three people fighting in the distance felt a painful ringing in their ears. Tang Yuan, who was blocking with his sword, had his wrist broken by this strike and was thrown back by the force of the sword’s energy.

"How can this be!!!"

Tang Yuan fell to the ground, shocked. The tearing pain in his wrist woke him up.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Yi Qianmo flashed into view in front of him, swinging his sword down toward his chest, "I told you, there are still many things you think are impossible!"

"How dare you!"

Tang Yuan was both shocked and angry.

But at that moment, he had no ability to fight back; Yi Qianmo was too fast, just like when he slapped him before, giving him no chance to react.

"Thud!"

Yi Qianmo showed no hesitation; the sword pierced through his chest and was immediately pulled out as he replied, "Why should I be afraid?"

Looking at the blood hole in his chest, Tang Yuan lifted his head and glanced at Yi Qianmo, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, he collapsed to the ground.

"Young master!"

The two Tang family cultivators were filled with shock when they saw this scene.

In the battle with Zhou Lanting, they had the upper hand. Although they could not kill Zhou Lanting, they were not in a hurry because they had great confidence in Tang Yuan.

But they did not expect that in the blink of an eye, Tang Yuan had died!

Just a moment ago, when they were paying attention, Tang Yuan was in an absolutely advantageous position, and now he had turned into a corpse.

"Take him down!"

One Tang family cultivator immediately abandoned Zhou Lanting and charged at Yi Qianmo.

Although Tang Yuan was only a young master from the side branch of the Tang family, he was still a young master. After such an incident, if they did not have an explanation, they could not go back.

Yi Qianmo, who killed Tang Yuan, was actually at his last struggle. Faced with a Tang family cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he could only grit his teeth and go forward!

"Clang!"

With a loud bang, a terrifying force came from Repel Evil. Yi Qianmo felt the sword energy around him scatter in an instant.

His hand that held the sword was broken by the immense force, and his body was thrown away by that great power.

"Splash!"

By the time the Tang family cultivator caught up, it was already too late. Yi Qianmo stood with his back to the river, and a single strike sent him flying directly into the water.

Before the cultivator could jump in, the rushing river swallowed Yi Qianmo, and he vanished in an instant.

Not far away, Zhou Lanting glanced at the body on the ground, then looked at the river where Yi Qianmo had fallen. Without hesitation, she pushed back the Foundation Establishment Stage and turned to run.

"What should we do?"

The two did not pursue; given Zhou Lanting’s displayed strength, if they fought to the death, at least one of them would end up dead.

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