CHAPTER 227: CHAPTER 228: UNMATCHED!

Who’s next!

This voice, like a beast’s roar, landed in the arena, instantly exploding like a thunderclap.

Previously.

Ye Qingchen said he wanted to leave Xingyue City. Whoever dared to stop him, he would kill gods if gods stood in his way, annihilate Buddhas if Buddhas block his path!

At that time, everyone thought it was just a joke. With Xu Shanqiao leading, Spirit Coffin Sect’s top ten experts here, plus hundreds of disciples, even if Ye Qingchen had wings, he couldn’t escape!

But now.

In just the blink of an eye, Ye Qingchen had disabled both Bai Yutang and Tong Bai Xiong.

Such strength.

Was enough to make one’s heart tremble.

"That’s great!"

Luo Huan was delighted at the sight, but just as this trace of a smile appeared, it froze completely.

She heard her master shake his head and said:

"Foolish child, do you think Ye Qingchen defeating Bai Yutang and Tong Bai Xiong would get him through this ordeal?"

"Wrong!"

"This will only further enrage Spirit Coffin Sect!"

Before Luo Huan could recover from these words, she saw another person standing up from Spirit Coffin Sect.

It was unexpectedly Lin Xuan.

The second-ranked expert of Spirit Coffin Sect!

"Ye Qingchen, I never thought that such a small Cyan Continent could produce someone like you. With your talent and strength, in another three years, you will surely be a strong contender on the silver battle rankings!"

Lin Xuan stood there, his aura gradually surging.

Only to see his long hair dance without wind, his robes fluttering. The whole person was sharp, like an unsheathed sword. His initially murmured voice, by the end, was like the ring of a sword, piercing one’s eardrums like steel needles.

"But, you should never, ever have acted wild in front of our Spirit Coffin Sect!"

"Today, I’ll let you know that our Spirit Coffin Sect cannot be humiliated!"

After speaking.

Lin Xuan suddenly stomped his foot, unleashing an endless Sword Qi from his body. This Sword Qi surged as if to pierce through space, to chop through gold and stone. When this Sword Qi reached its peak, he suddenly gripped his right hand.

"Zheng!"

A skyward sword ring suddenly resounded.

Lin Xuan’s sword’s edge unsheathed, slashed obliquely, slowly chopping down. This sword seemed fast yet slow, as imposing as the Giant Spirit God swinging Buzhou Mountain down with a boom.

Such power only made one feel it was overwhelmingly strong, utterly invincible.

"Ninefold Mountain Sword!"

Luo Huan exclaimed out loud.

Although.

She had seen Shi Jingtian use this move before and thought it was astonishing like a celestial being, how could just a sword resemble a landslide and tsunami? But after seeing Lin Xuan wield this sword, she realized.

Shi Jingtian’s Ninefold Mountain Sword, compared to Lin Xuan, was like a minor trick in a grand display, not worth mentioning!

"Indeed! Junior Brother Lin’s Ninefold Mountain Sword has already grasped its essence!" Even Jian Cheng, upon seeing this move, couldn’t help but nod repeatedly, "Ye Qingchen is doomed!"

"Naturally!"

Xu Shanqiao squinted his eyes, sneering non-stop, "What Lin Xuan cultivates is the Sword Intent of the Mountain. To date, he has comprehended over three thousand forms of Sword Intent. Perhaps in another half year, he will be able to understand Sword Force!"

A chorus of exclamations erupted all around.

Clearly.

Lin Xuan’s sword brought them immense shock.

Yet, Ye Qingchen slowly raised his head.

"With just you?"

Swish!

As his words fell, under the incredulous eyes of those present, Ye Qingchen lightly waved his right hand, and an invisible Powerful Qi surged out.

This palm seemed light and airy, but in Lin Xuan’s eyes, it was like covering the sky and sun.

"Get out of my way!"

Lin Xuan roared loudly.

The sword’s edge slashed down fiercely, directly hitting that Powerful Qi.

"Boom!"

A terrifying explosion resounded.

As expected of Spirit Coffin Sect’s number two expert, this sword forcefully shattered Ye Qingchen’s Qi. However, he was also blown back repeatedly by the explosive force.

"How is this possible, this kid is too strong!"

Lin Xuan’s pupils contracted suddenly; no matter how he overestimated Ye Qingchen, he hadn’t expected the opponent to be this strong.

That earlier sword made him feel like he was chopping into a gigantic wave, as if his arm bones were about to shatter.

"I don’t believe it!"

But having been publicly rebuffed by Ye Qingchen, a trace of embarrassment and anger surged on his face, and he roared, his sword’s edge unfurled, and countless sword shadows emerged, suddenly crashing down like hundreds of mountains.

"Ignorant of life and death!"

Ye Qingchen snorted coldly, stepped forward suddenly, and his palm, like Sumeru Mountain, crushed down with a boom.

"Not good!"

In this moment.

Lin Xuan suddenly felt a surge of alarm, his body hairs standing on end involuntarily. He forcibly withdrew his sword and retreated swiftly, faster than when he had arrived.

Just as everyone was wondering why Lin Xuan was retreating without fighting, they saw Ye Qingchen’s palm strike land on the spot where Lin Xuan had just been.

"Boom!"

It was as if tens of thousands of giant thunders suddenly exploded.

The entire ground abruptly quaked as if an earthquake had erupted. Ye Qingchen’s palm crushed the area, causing a seven-zhang radius to collapse, with countless cobweb-like cracks spreading densely towards all directions.

"Bang!"

Though Lin Xuan retreated in time, he was still blasted by the Powerful Qi of this palm strike, spitting a mouthful of blood and flying backward like an arrow off the string.

"Die!"

Ye Qingchen grasped with his right hand, and hundreds of Wind Flying Swords appeared around him. As he waved his hand, they shot towards Lin Xuan like a storm of arrows.

"Am I going to die here?"

Lin Xuan’s heart sank frantically.

Ye Qingchen’s strength was too overwhelming, utterly beyond his capacity to withstand.

"I’m here!"

Then.

Jian Cheng couldn’t hold back anymore and instantly shouted, joining the battlefield.

"Clang!"

He drew his sword and slashed, a dazzling sword beam extending for five zhang, slicing with the wind.

Clang clang clang!

A series of crashing sounds suddenly erupted. The rapidly charging Wind Flying Swords exploded under Jian Cheng’s slash, dissipating mid-air.

He raised his sword and swung, a vast and infinite sound like waves surged crazily. Thousands of Water Flying Swords condensed in the void; though entirely formed by Sword Intent, they were crystal clear and glistening coldly.

"Another one?"

Ye Qingchen’s gaze was indifferent as he swept towards Jian Cheng charging at him, then suddenly waved his large hand.

"Boom!"

The void trembled, as the crowd watched in terror. The space in front of Ye Qingchen suddenly sunk, revealing an invisible palm print, which, upon forming, rushed forward destructively.

The myriad flying swords were crushed in an instant.

Wherever it passed, nothing could withstand it, nothing remained unbroken!

"Roar!"

Jian Cheng let out a roar.

Raised his sword and slashed.

But he only felt an immense force whistling towards him, flooding into his body in an instant, seemingly trying to shatter the bones of his entire body.

"He’s fighting two of them and still gaining the upper hand. How is he so strong?"

The Spirit Coffin Sect disciples couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath.

To be aware.

The two who struck, not only were the strongest disciples within Spirit Coffin Sect, but in the entire Tongxuan Continent, they were unrivaled among their peers. Yet Ye Qingchen easily suppressed them.

"Boom!"

The crowd was in shock as Ye Qingchen kicked out and sent Jian Cheng flying like a dead dog. Then he pointed with a combined hand, shooting a sword beam that forced Lin Xuan to retreat step by step.

The more the Spirit Coffin Sect disciples watched, the darker their expressions grew, the worse their faces appeared.

"Boom!"

Finally.

Someone else couldn’t hold back anymore.

Guan Qi let out a roar and instantly drew his saber. The blade shone brilliantly, with unparalleled splendor, like the Golden Crow Spreading Wings, its blaze was impossible to face directly.

Almost simultaneously.

Su Qing also tapped with her toes, rapidly darting like a flying horse, leaping over Ye Qingchen, descending from above, both hands striking out. In an instant, countless palm shadows, like a storm, pressed down.

At this moment.

The remaining Zhou Wheel, Jin Song, Hu Liang also struck simultaneously.

"You’re so shameless!"

Luo Huan had been secretly relieved seeing Ye Qingchen fighting two without losing ground, but when he saw the remaining top ten experts of Spirit Coffin Sect all attacking, he couldn’t help but angrily shout.

However.

They had made up their minds and wouldn’t change their intentions because of Luo Huan’s reprimand.

The seven of the Spirit Coffin Sect’s top ten experts surrounded from all directions, employing methods that covered the sky, madly enveloping Ye Qingchen. Facing almost the entire Spirit Coffin Sect’s same-generation power, Ye Qingchen not only wasn’t afraid but fought even more vigorously.

"Good!"

"Let me, Ye Qingchen, learn your high moves!"

Boom!

Ye Qingchen roared wildly.

At this moment, he retained no strength at all.