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After the Seven Kill Blade was formed, Yan Zonghan's aura suddenly rose to a new level.

The aura he exuded after wielding the knife was completely different from when he used his fists and feet.

The moment he placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, the gray-white true energy around him surged toward the blade as if drawn by a magnet.

Fine, dark red patterns floated on the blade, each one like a thread soaked in blood, meandering and intertwining on a grayish-white background.

Yan Zonghan took a step forward and slashed down with his sword, shouting, "Boy, take this!"

This strike wasn't fast, but it was undeniably powerful and heavy!

As the blade fell, the air was compressed into a visible arc, like a transparent cloth being pressed into by a finger.

Chu Nan sidestepped, and the blade's energy grazed his shoulder before landing on the ground.

There was no loud noise from the ground, only a very faint hissing sound.

Then the line slowly cracked open, revealing an unfathomable depth.

Chu Nan's gaze lingered on the crack for a moment; this blade was completely different from those of a Grandmaster-level Qi-condensed weapon.

Those ancient qi weapons, though called weapons, were actually just a ball of true qi wrapped in a shape. When they encountered an opponent of the same level, they would disintegrate upon contact.

Yan Zonghan's Seven Kill Blade is already very close to being a true weapon that can be used in battles of the same level.

The slash came down from a diagonal angle, carrying a crescent-shaped gray-white blade aura.

Chu Nan took a step back, and golden lotus petals bloomed in his palm as he pushed forward to meet the blade's energy.

"Snap!"

The lotus petals collided with the blade's energy, producing a cracking sound.

Chu Nan felt a sharp pain in his palm, and his entire arm was pressed down.

A clear white mark appeared in the middle of the golden lotus petals.

Yan Zonghan sheathed his sword and stood there. His gray-white true energy had begun to turn red, and it flowed down the blade in strands, like blood dripping from the blade.

"Your defensive skills are good, but unfortunately... my blade is faster!"

Yan Zonghan said arrogantly, "Show me something real, otherwise... you definitely won't be able to block the next strike."

Chu Nan shook his hand, and the white marks on the lotus petals were filled with golden true energy, restoring them to their original state.

He crossed his palms, and a golden lotus bloomed behind him, clearly displaying all the moves of the Thirty-Six Lotus Forms in his mind.

Sky-Reaching Hammer!

Void Tremor!

Shattering Fist!

Lotus Seal Palm!

Every move and every technique has been refined through countless trials and tribulations.

Chu Nan pondered which move would be most effective.

However, Yan Zonghan clearly didn't intend to give him any time to think, and slashed out with his sword again!

This time, Chu Nan didn't take the blow head-on. He dodged the blade to the side and, taking advantage of the moment when Yan Zonghan sheathed his sword, threw a punch.

The golden fist strike aimed straight for Yan Zonghan's ribs, the thinnest part of his breastplate.

The force of the punch struck the nail plate, producing a muffled thud. The nail plate dented slightly, but there was no damage.

Yan Zonghan swung his knife horizontally, and Chu Nan leaned back to avoid it, the blade's energy grazing past the tip of his nose.

He could feel the murderous intent attached to the blade's aura, as cold as the wind blowing from a pile of corpses.

"I told you, if you don't show your true abilities, you're doomed!"

Yan Zonghan could tell that Chu Nan had a backup plan. The reason he insisted on using aggressive tactics was simply because he didn't want to reveal his trump card.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Yan Zonghan.

If Chu Nan continues to conceal his true abilities, there is only one possibility: losing his life!

So the instant he finished speaking, he made another move, and the pace noticeably quickened.

In his hands, the Seven Kill Blade was no longer a wide-ranging slash, but a more continuous and intricate series of strikes.

The flashes of swords merged into one, like a blood-red net enveloping Chu Nan.

Chu Nan pushed his Lotus Steps to the limit, his golden afterimage weaving through the gaps in the net of blades.

But Yan Zonghan's sword strikes became increasingly rapid and dense.

Chu Nan dodged more than a dozen blows, but was finally cornered by a single strike.

He had to cross his arms and fully open the lotus-shaped canopy.

The Seven Kill Blade struck the golden qi, producing a clang.

The lotus-shaped cover trembled violently, and the first crack appeared on the golden lotus petals.

The second cut followed immediately, widening the crack.

The third cut!

The fourth cut!

The fifth cut!

Every strike landed in the same spot.

The cracks in the lotus-shaped cover increased from one to more than a dozen.

"Snap!"

The moment the sixth strike landed, the lotus shield shattered!

The crimson blade energy surged straight in, and Chu Nan's body was sent flying backward by the residual force of the blade.

He did a somersault in the air, his back slammed onto the ground, and he slid for more than ten meters before coming to a stop.

The dark gray trench coat he was wearing was torn to shreds by the blade's energy, revealing his lean and muscular body underneath.

There was a faint red mark on his chest, a trace of the blade's energy.

"I knew it! When the High Priest gets serious, that kid can't handle it!"

"Those consecutive slashes just now, each one striking the same spot—just how precise must that control of power be? No wonder Chu Nan's protective aura couldn't withstand it!"

"Nonsense, who is the High Priest? He's someone who fought his way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the North. He never draws his sword without a reason."

Jin Shouye laughed even more heartily this time, even slapping his thigh excitedly, "Good, good, good! The Grand Elder is finally getting serious! Wasn't that kid good at dodging earlier? Dodge! Keep dodging!"

Kim Sung-yeol stood up agitatedly, clenching his fists, his face flushed with a sickly redness. "Kill him! Grand Elder, kill him!"

Jin Jiucheng sat in the armchair, a slight smile finally appearing on his lips.

Xia Wantang's smile froze, and Jiang Yingxue's lips pressed into a thin line.

Wenbo sighed, "Yan Zonghan's Seven Killings Sword Technique is more than one level more ruthless than fists and feet."

"His killing intent technique itself carries a killing attribute, and when combined with the Seven Kill Blade, each strike adds to the killing intent."

"Although Mr. Chu's Lotus Shield is powerful, it cannot withstand the combined force of this kind of sword energy."

Qian Xinya frowned deeply. "You mean, Mr. Chu... will lose?"

Wenbo shook his head. "If Mr. Chu only had this much skill, he would naturally lose. But my intuition tells me that Mr. Chu has a backup plan!"

Chu Nan looked down at his tattered trench coat, grabbed a piece of the collar and ripped it off, revealing his lean upper body.

Then he stood up, twisted his neck, and his bones made a "crackling" sound.

"Your swordsmanship and skill are indeed better than I expected, so I admit what you said: if I don't show some real skill, I... will undoubtedly lose!"

"So you do have a trump card up your sleeve, right?"

Chu Nan didn't speak, but the jade bracelet on his wrist flashed.

A bluish-white light spilled out from the bracelet, flowing up his wrist like water.

The light gathered and stretched in his palm, and a long pole extended from the light, its shaft bluish-white and translucent, as if carved from a single piece of ice jade.

At the end of the rod, a sharp spearhead was formed.

The spearhead was over a foot long, and the blade gleamed with a bluish-white cold light.

It was the long weapon transformed by Qianhuan—the Overlord Spear that broke through the formation!