I'm invincible once I descend the mountain; the beautiful CEO is forcing me to get our marriage

On the mountaintop plaza, thousands of people stared at the unbelievable scene in the sky, their minds blank.

Between heaven and earth, only endless spears made of trees remained, enveloping the white-clad youth from all directions.

That's not just dozens, it's hundreds.

There are tens of thousands.

The entire Qixia Mountain became Yun Jingxing's weapon.

"Is this... the realm of the celestial beings?" A martial arts school owner asked, his voice hoarse.

The other master beside him nodded subconsciously, his face full of shock and longing.

"Borrowing the power of heaven and earth for one's own use... Master Yun is no longer using internal energy; he is mobilizing the power of the entire mountain forest."

"We practice our whole lives, but we only manage to cultivate a little bit of internal energy within our own bodies. Compared to Master Yun, it's like fireflies compared to the bright moon."

"That Master Ye is finished."

"Yes, no matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than an entire mountain? This is something that human beings simply cannot contend with."

The higher the cultivation level of those present, the stronger the shock they felt at this moment.

They could feel that each wooden spear was imbued with Yun Jingxing's inexhaustible true energy of the Yi Wood.

A single wooden spear is equivalent to a full-force strike from a master of internal energy cultivation.

Tens of thousands of them fired at once would instantly tear even a celestial being to shreds.

Chen Daidai and her friends were completely speechless.

The fashionable girl gripped Chen Daidai's arm tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, but she was completely unaware.

"DaiDai... this... is this really not a movie shoot? The special effects are so realistic..."

Chen Daidai did not answer.

Looking at the figure surrounded by thousands of spear shadows in the air, she felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet.

So this is what my brother meant by a duel between unparalleled martial arts masters.

This is hardly a martial arts competition.

This is clearly a battle of gods.

Among the crowd, Wu Yong, an elder of Medicine King Valley, stroked his beard and wore a confident smile.

He spoke to the several grandmasters who had come to lend their support, his voice not loud, but carrying an air of arrogance.

"Ye An's sword technique is indeed strange and domineering, and the quality of his true essence is so high that it is rarely seen in the world. If we were to fight on flat ground, the sect leader would probably have to put in a lot of effort."

"But his biggest mistake was making an enemy of the sect leader at Qixia Mountain."

Wu Yong pointed to the wild jungle below.

"The sect leader possesses the Wood element, naturally possessing an affinity for plants and trees. In this mountain forest, his power is inexhaustible. No matter how profound Ye An's true essence is, how long can he sustain this? He is destined to lose."

The surrounding masters nodded in deep agreement upon hearing this.

That makes sense.

With favorable timing, location, and human factors, Yun Jingxing has already secured the advantage of location.

This battle of the century seems to have no suspense left.

Fang Hongda and his companions felt their hearts sink to the bottom.

They stared at Ye An in the air, their fists clenched tightly, their palms sweating profusely.

Just when everyone thought Ye An was in dire straits.

Surrounded by thousands of wooden spears, Ye An finally moved.

He neither dodged nor defended himself.

He simply raised his head, looked at Yun Jingxing across from him who had a confident expression, and spoke calmly.

"Yun Jingxing, I'll show you what true supernatural power is now."

The words fell.

His shoulder-length, jet-black hair, without warning, turned fiery red, inch by inch, starting from the roots.

An indescribable scorching heat erupted from him.

boom!

The golden-red sword aura on the longsword in his hand suddenly surged.

A condensed crimson sword light appeared on the sword, flickering uncertainly.

The moment the sword light appeared, the air atop Qixia Mountain seemed to ignite.

A visible ripple spread outwards from Ye An as the center.

The thousands of martial artists in the square, regardless of their cultivation level, felt a tightness in their chests the moment they came into contact with the ripples, as if they were being pressed down by a mountain, making it difficult to breathe.

The wooden spears that were being fired at Ye An all spontaneously combusted and turned to ashes when they came within ten meters of his body.

"What...what is this?!"

"How could his aura... possibly be getting stronger?"

"What kind of swordsmanship is that? No, that's no longer swordsmanship!"

The faces of the onlookers all paled.

If Yun Jingxing's manipulation of plants and trees was truly awe-inspiring, then this was a testament to their skill.

The power Ye An displayed at that moment instilled fear in them.

It's a crushing defeat on a life level, a sense of powerlessness that mortals feel when looking up at gods.

"That's impossible!"

The smile on Elder Wu Yong's face from Medicine King Valley froze completely, replaced by utter shock.

He could sense that Yun Jingxing's proud Yi Wood True Strength was being suppressed by the opponent's crimson power, as if it had encountered its nemesis.

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Yun Jingxing's expression finally changed.

He looked at the young man with red hair and a crimson sword in his hand, and for the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.

Although ancient martial arts practitioners who cultivate to the Celestial Realm can be compared to immortal cultivators in the Innate Stage.

This statement is both right and wrong.

The amount of true essence in both may be roughly the same.

However, cultivators, in addition to conventional spells, also possess true trump cards.

Supernatural powers.

That is a means of controlling the laws of heaven and earth and drawing upon the power of origin.

This is fundamentally different from the rudimentary methods of ancient martial arts practitioners that rely on external forces.

Ye An looked at Yun Jingxing, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Your proud Wood Body is nothing but firewood to burn yourself in front of my Pure Yang Body."

"Your attempt to attack me with the life force of the entire mountain forest is a complete waste of your time."

He raised the sword in his hand.

The ordinary iron, now enveloped in crimson sword light, has transformed into a divine weapon capable of incinerating all things.

Ye An's voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to carry some kind of power, echoing across the mountaintop.

"Yun Jingxing, this sword will surely kill you. Show me what you've got."

After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at Yun Jingxing again, but calmly looked at the crimson longsword in his hand.

The lush forests atop Qixia Mountain make it an ideal battleground for Yun Jingxing, who possesses the Yi Wood element.

But isn't Ye An the same?

This place, breaking through the sea of ​​clouds and facing the great sun in the east, is the best place for a pure Yang Dao body to absorb the ultimate Yang energy of heaven and earth.

At this moment, the Crimson Flame Sword Technique is no longer just a simple sword technique.

This is a divine power activated by his Pure Yang Dao Body and the Pure Yang Scroll technique. This sword strike can sever a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

Ye An was even somewhat expectant.

He hoped that Yun Jingxing could give him another surprise, after all, he had been looking forward to this battle for a long time.

As Yun Jingxing looked at the red-haired youth, the unease in his heart had reached its peak.

He roared and suddenly spread his arms wide.

"Ye An, don't be so arrogant!"