Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 311 The swordsmanship you should be proud of is, to me, merely one of many martial arts.
"Xiao Yan, how dare you be so insolent!"

The ancient sword roared, its sound echoing through the heavens.

The might of the Seven Star Battle Saint erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for ten thousand years, and the violent energy swept in all directions, making heaven and earth tremble!

"Clang, clang, clang—!"

He gripped his longsword tightly, and on the blade, destructive spatial sword energy condensed wildly, its sharpness fully revealed, as if it would cleave this world in two!
"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences. Today, I'll make sure you're buried in the Tianheng Mountains and turned to ashes!"

"Tear-!"

The ancient sword slashed out! Wherever the sword light passed, the world lost its color, and the void was torn apart like a fragile piece of paper. A silver sword mark that stretched across the sky carried the power to devour everything and rushed straight towards Xiao Yan!

"No! Brother Xiao Yan!"

Inside the wedding sedan chair, Xiao Xun'er could no longer maintain her composure and her shouts broke through the curtains.

She looked up abruptly, her gaze fixed on the deadly sword light, her heart leaping into her throat.

Xiao Yan felt an immense pressure rushing towards him; it was the terrifying pressure of a Seven-Star Dou Sheng's full-force attack, which he was completely unable to withstand at his current cultivation level!

In the critical moment, he roared, "Ancestors, help me!"

"Humph!"

Xiao Xuan snorted coldly, and his figure appeared in front of Xiao Yan in an instant as if he had teleported. His movements were so fast that it was as if he had never moved at all.

Faced with that earth-shattering sword light, he simply raised his hand and gently patted it!
"Bam—!"

Two terrifying forces collided violently in the void!
The ancient sword's sword light, powerful enough to tear the heavens and earth apart, melted away instantly under Xiao Xuan's palm force, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, without even leaving a ripple!

Gu Jian's expression was extremely grim. He had long known that Xiao Xuan was powerful, but he never imagined that even a remnant soul could so easily neutralize his furious attack!
"Xiao Xuan! If you were still alive, I would naturally fear you to some extent, but you are already a dead man! How dare you be so insolent in front of me!"

With a roar, the ancient sword unleashed its battle qi once more, transforming itself into a dazzling sword shadow that slashed fiercely towards Xiao Xuan! Where the sword shadow passed, space distorted, groaning under its strain.

"You old scoundrel, stop your arrogance!"

Xiao Xuan's face was cold, but his eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a blood-red longsword materialized out of thin air.

The blade exudes an endless aura of slaughter and boundless tragedy, as if it bears the weight of countless bones and wronged souls from a thousand years ago.

"cut!"

Xiao Xuan swung his sword, and the crimson sword intent erupted instantly, like an ancient ferocious beast awakening, colliding wildly with the silver sword light of the ancient sword in the sky!

"Boom--!"

The continuous roars echoed throughout the Tianheng Mountains, and terrifying energy shockwaves spread in all directions. Countless spatial rifts were constantly being created and quickly disappeared at the center of the battle between the two.

"Die!"

The ancient sword stared wide-eyed, its eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

However, his swordsmanship, which he was so proud of, ultimately appeared crude and immature in front of Xiao Xuan, a powerful figure who had once come incredibly close to becoming a Dou Di.

The crimson sword intent moved with unimpeded ease, tearing through the silver sword light's defenses and heading straight for the ancient sword itself!
"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the protective battle aura surrounding the ancient sword shattered like a fragile eggshell!
A domineering and unparalleled crimson sword intent instantly pierced through his body, bringing with it a spray of dazzling blood!
"Wow--!!!"

Gu Jian coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splattered across the sky and stained the clouds below him red!

His body plummeted from the sky like a kite with a broken string, his face ashen, his eyes filled with disbelief!

He was defeated! Defeated so decisively, so thoroughly! Completely powerless to resist!
Gu Jian, barely managing to stay upright, stared in horror at Xiao Xuan in the void: "You... your understanding of the Star Extinction Sword Intent is actually superior to mine?!" Xiao Xuan calmly sheathed his sword, and the blood-red longsword slowly dissipated into the void.

He looked down at the heavily injured Gu Jian as if looking down at an ant, his tone calm and unwavering: "The swordsmanship you are so proud of is, to me, just one of the many martial arts, not worth mentioning."

He waved his sleeve and stood proudly.

Even among the five strongest individuals who stood at the pinnacle of the continent a thousand years ago, none could surpass him in terms of talent and ability!

On the other hand, Xiao Yan did not waste the excellent opportunity created by Xiao Xuan.

He transformed into a streak of light, enveloped in raging flames, like a burning meteor, and sped towards the wedding sedan chair!

"Xun'er, come here to me!"

"Xiao Yan, don't even think about succeeding!"

The ancient demon roared, a struggle flashing in its eyes, but it still gritted its teeth and attacked.

He couldn't let Xiao Yan take Xun'er away. It was his duty as a member of the ancient clan, and also a shackle he couldn't break free from!

Gu Qingyang took a deep breath, his expression extremely solemn.

If Xun'er were to be kidnapped by Xiao Yan, he would be unable to bear the wrath of the clan leader!
"Xiao Yan, I admire your courage and loyalty, but I'm sorry, I cannot grant your wish today!"

"boom!"

The eight ancient clan prodigies unleashed their battle qi simultaneously, and the immense energy converged into a terrifying attack that hurtled straight towards Xiao Yan!

Gu Qingyang exuded the powerful aura of a one-star Dou Sheng, and the cultivation of Gu Yao and the other seven had also reached the half-saint realm. The eight of them joined forces, and their power was unparalleled, enough to shake the world!
"roll!"

Xiao Yan roared, and the holy power within his body surged out like a torrent!

He didn't even activate the strange fire; he simply relied on his pure fighting spirit to forcefully strike the combined attack with a palm!
“Bang, bang, bang—!”

A series of dull thuds rang out. Gu Yao and the others were struck as if by a giant hammer, instantly coughing up blood. Their bodies were sent flying like broken cannonballs, crashing heavily into the rocks of the mountain range, filling the air with dust.

The ancient demon struggled to get up, his expression blank, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Why is there such a big difference?!

Ignoring the seriously injured people, Xiao Yan flashed and landed in front of the wedding sedan. The violent flames around him instantly became gentle.

"Xun'er!"

Xiao Yan's voice trembled with excitement, and his long-suppressed longing and worry burst forth at this moment.

He slowly reached out, his hand trembling, wanting to pull back the red curtain that separated the two of them.

Inside the wedding sedan chair, Xiao Xun'er also looked nervous.

If I could just leave with Brother Xiao Yan, what would I have to fear, even if the road ahead was full of thorns?

She didn't want to think about her family, her father... or anything from the past.

Her fingers trembled as she gently touched the sedan curtain, preparing to touch the red curtain that carried hope.

Just as their fingertips were about to touch through the sedan curtain.

"Boom——!!!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted from the gate of the Thunder Realm!
(End of this chapter)