A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

Wu Xiong carried a thick-backed broadsword as wide as a door panel and stepped onto the arena step by step.

He was burly and muscular, with his bare arms covered in scars.

His large, copper-bell-shaped eyes gleamed with a fierce light, like those of a wild bear.

On the opposite side, Lin Hao appeared, sword in hand.

His sword trembled slightly, a sign of suppressed killing intent.

The two were about ten feet apart.

The invisible auras collided, causing the dust on the arena to float slightly.

"I cut off one of your useless junior brothers' legs, and you cut off one of Wang Meng's legs in return."

"Well then, it's your turn today."

Wu Xiong grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

He patted his broadsword, the blade making a dull sound.

"I'll cut off your limbs one by one, take them back, roast them, and enjoy them with my drinks."

Lin Hao remained silent, but the trembling longsword in his hand suddenly steadied.

His entire being shifted from extreme killing intent to extreme stillness.

The competition begins!

Wu Xiong was the first to move.

He stomped his feet on the ground, raised his giant sword overhead, and brought it down with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks!

Lin Hao neither dodged nor avoided.

Only when the giant blade was about to strike did he slightly shift his footing, his body drifting three feet to the left.

boom!

The bluestone on the ground shattered, and fragments of stone flew everywhere.

With his first strike missing its mark, Wu Xiong didn't stop. He swept his giant blade across, blocking all of Lin Hao's escape routes.

Lin Hao moved again, sliding backward about ten feet, narrowly avoiding the blade.

"All you do is hide? Useless!"

Wu Xiong grinned maliciously, wielding his giant sword with ferocious speed, the blade light enveloping Lin Hao.

Lin Hao still didn't engage in a direct confrontation.

He moved with mysterious footwork, weaving through the flashing blades, his longsword poised to strike.

clang clang clang!

The tip of the sword touched the blade and back of the greatsword, producing a series of crisp sounds.

Despite failing to land several blows, Lin Hao was not discouraged.

The two moved swiftly on the arena, their swords flashing and their blades clashing.

More than thirty moves have passed in the blink of an eye.

Wu Xiong, unable to break through after a prolonged siege, grew increasingly frustrated.

"Damn it! Are you a mudfish?!"

He had a clear advantage in strength, but was slightly inferior in speed.

Lin Hao's movements were too agile; he could always evade his deadly blade strikes at the last second.

What followed was a cunning and sharp counterattack.

He roared, his swordsmanship becoming even more ferocious, no longer seeking a fatal blow, but instead resorting to overwhelming force.

Wu Xiong wielded his broadsword, creating a curtain of blades that covered most of the arena.

Lin Hao appeared to be constantly retreating and dodging, completely suppressed.

In reality.

He is waiting.

Waiting for an opening.

At this moment, Wu Xiong suddenly changed his tactics!

He gripped the knife with both hands and twisted his waist.

The giant sword whistled as it slashed out with a sweeping, overwhelming force.

The blade's light covered all the space in front, behind, left, and right where Lin Hao could dodge!

Lin Hao stopped retreating and stopped dodging!

The bluestone beneath his feet shattered, and he sprang into the air to meet the sweeping blade of light!

next moment!

The longsword in his hand emitted a clear and melodious sword sound, and the blade shone with a dazzling blue light!

"Soaring through the clouds!"

Lin Hao pierced through the blade of light and faced Wu Xiong's massive blade head-on!

clang--!!!!

A violent shockwave exploded outwards from the two of them, kicking up clouds of dust!

Lin Hao groaned, his face turning pale instantly.

The force of the recoil sent him staggering back seven or eight steps.

Wu Xiong stumbled back three steps before regaining his balance.

He shook his slightly numb arm, looked at Lin Hao's injured body, and grinned even more maliciously.

"The senior disciple of the Qingyun Sect is nothing special!"

He was about to press his advantage.

But then Lin Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and smiled.

This is the moment he's been waiting for!

Wu Xiong's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated. In the instant that his body returned to its upright position and his center of gravity shifted!

call out--!

Lin Hao's figure left a faint afterimage in the same spot.

Its true form appeared like a ghost to Wu Xiong's right, causing him to miss his strike again.

Lin Hao made no fancy moves, thrusting his longsword straight at Wu Xiong's right knee!

"What?!"

Wu Xiong was shocked. He hadn't expected Lin Hao to launch such a swift counterattack after being injured!

In his haste, he desperately twisted his body to dodge.

puff!

The sword tip missed his knee, but grazed the outside of his thigh!

A deep, bone-revealing gash suddenly burst open!

"ah!!!"

The intense pain caused Wu Xiong's eyes to become bloodshot.

Ignoring the wound on his leg, he forcefully twisted his body using his powerful waist strength.

Using the momentum of the spin, he swung the giant sword in his hand in a wide arc and slashed backward!

This strike was unleashed in fury, its power three times greater than before!

Lin Hao struck successfully and did not linger in the fight.

He had already retreated, leaving only the wind from the blade grazing his nose.

The two distanced themselves again.

Wu Xiong's right leg wound was bleeding profusely, staining the area around his feet red.

He was panting heavily.

The look in his eyes as he stared at Lin Hao contained a madness that was determined to fight to the death.

Lin Hao was also in bad shape. His forced burst of speed to counterattack aggravated his internal injuries.

A sweet taste rose in his throat again, and he forced back the urge to vomit blood.

However, blood seeped from the spot on his left shoulder where the blade had struck him.

"Lin Hao, I'm going to chop you into mincemeat today!"

Wu Xiong drew his sword and pointed it at Lin Hao opposite him.

Lin Hao smiled faintly, "Likewise."

He gripped the blood-stained longsword tightly.

They moved at the same time!

It's a fight where you risk your life!

puff!

His left shoulder was struck again by the sharp wind of the blade!

The protective spiritual energy shattered.

The clothes and flesh were torn apart, leaving deep wounds that exposed the bone.

Almost at the same time!

Lin Hao's longsword slashed a long gash across Wu Xiong's chest!

Both of them groaned and stepped back simultaneously.

The battle was extremely fierce!

The audience was completely silent.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect clenched their fists tightly.

The disciples of the Zhengyang Sect also looked tense.

Wu Xiong is one of the top five strongest members of their inner sect; if another one is lost…

The goal of suppressing the other three sects was not achieved this time.

On the contrary, they suffered heavy losses and lost face!

The title of the number one sect in the immortal realm has become a joke.

Lin Hao endured the excruciating pain in his left shoulder and temporarily sealed the bleeding with his spiritual power.

His gaze locked onto Wu Xiong.

Wu Xiong's chest wound was quite deep.

Furthermore, continuous blood loss and high-intensity combat have made his movements less smooth.

Now is the time to seize the opportunity!

Lin Hao took a deep breath and poured all the remaining spiritual power in his body into the longsword!

"The moon is obscured by dark clouds!"

He leaped into the air, and countless sword shadows appeared in front of him.

The sword shadows were difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion; they contained both the illusion and the intent of the sword, as well as the killing intent.

Wu Xiong couldn't tell the difference between the real and fake for a while, so he could only break it with force.

"Behold my earth-shattering mad blade!"

He also poured all his remaining spiritual power into the giant sword, which burst forth with a dazzling red light.

He slashed out with a single stroke.

The blade flashed with the force of a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting.

They attempted to forcefully cleave through the countless sword shadows amidst the azure clouds with absolute power!

What he didn't expect was that Lin Hao's impressive move was actually a feint!

The real killing move is the sword light hidden among the countless sword shadows in the azure sky.

It gently bypassed Wu Xiong's ferocious blade light and struck behind his left knee!

*Pfft!*

Wu Xiong's left leg was severed at the knee!

It brought forth a shower of blood.

"ah-!!!"

The excruciating pain made Wu Xiong's vision go black, and he almost fainted on the spot.

"Senior brother!!!"

The disciples of the Zhengyang Sect cried out in horror.

Lin Hao was panting heavily; this series of outbursts had nearly drained all of his spiritual energy.

But he didn't stop.

He looked at Wu Xiong, who was kneeling on the ground howling in agony, and the flames in his eyes burned even more fiercely.

Despite the excruciating pain, Wu Xiong's mind was somewhat clouded, but his ferocity was fully unleashed.

He raised his bloodshot eyes and stared intently at Lin Hao, his eyes filled with crazed resentment.

"You ants of the Qingyun Sect! I'll kill you!!"

He used his knife as a support, pushed off with one leg, and lunged at Lin Hao!

Lin Hao was now at his last gasp.

Faced with Wu Xiong's frenzied attack, he neither dodged nor blocked.

He simply gripped the blood-stained longsword tightly and poured the last bit of spiritual power within his body into it.

He took a step forward, thrusting his longsword straight at Wu Xiong's heart!

It's that simplest straight thrust.

The fastest speed.

The most resolute will!

This is a suicidal fighting style!

Either you die!

We'll either die together!

A flicker of fear of death flashed instinctively in Wu Xiong's crazed eyes.

Driven by his will to survive, he managed to twist his body with all his might at the last moment.

puff!

The longsword failed to pierce the heart.

Instead, it pierced his right chest, with half of the sword tip protruding from his back!

At the same instant!

His raised giant sword slammed down hard on the barrier that Lin Hao had erected with his left arm!

Snap!

The sound of bones cracking echoed through the silent arena.