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"...I had no intention of provoking a quarrel. I came to the Immortal Boat only to ensure the safety of my companion. Now we don't know whether he is alive or dead...and yet you still want to interfere. I will give you this final ultimatum: get out of the way!"

As soon as the word "get out of the way" came out, Yan Qing's previously damaged flying swords began to tremble timidly.

"How can it be!?"

The young man naturally had no idea why this happened, but Ren seemed to have seen something extremely familiar and laughed wildly.

"Yes, that's it! In the past, you were just as arrogant as me, calling your crimes salvation! Very good, very good, that's how it should be, but...Yinyue! I'm afraid you'll never see your friends again!"

Ren laughed miserably in a low voice, his eyes seemed to see through the truth, and his words were extremely cold.

"Your companions are just as trapped in a bitter battle as you are. They have no time to care for others. By the time you arrive, it will probably be just like before, without even being able to see your friends for the last time... Then, who knows... you might be the one to kill them with your own hands!"

Chapter 25 Only Yanqing was beaten

"Enough! Stop spreading rumors and misleading the people. No matter what you know, the Star Core Hunters will be held responsible. I will never let you leave!"

Yan Qing shouted in a low, sharp voice, clenched his sword finger, and the flying sword beside him was shining like a swallow taking shelter from the rain. Several arcs of light were drawn in the air, and in an instant, they broke through to the front of the blade.

If it were an ordinary evil creature, it would have been chopped off by the sword by now, but who is Blade?

He has experienced countless life-and-death battles, whether it is a battle where the weak defeats the strong or a battle where the few defeat the many, he has participated in them all.

Now, a young rookie who mostly relies on Jing Yuan to train himself in battles wants to defeat him with these childish fighting tricks?

"Humph!"

The moment the flying sword approached, Blade snorted coldly. With the vision honed by the forge's surging fire, he discerned the weakest point of these mass-produced items. He first struck the sword with a swipe, breaking its balance, and then swung sideways, shattering its shapeless sword path.

Finally, he grabbed one of the flying swords with his left palm, held it horizontally in front of him, and smashed it down with the sword in his right hand.

With a crackling sound, the flying sword broke into thousands of pieces, scattering all over the ground, leaving only the handle in Ren's hand.

However, he simply crushed it like a toy, turning it into powder and scattering it.

Yan Qing's eyes fixed. Judging from the majesty displayed by this move, it was not something that could be achieved by simply knowing the sword, one also needed to know how to make swords.

Flying swords are made with precision and are mostly thin and brittle. If you chop them in the middle, they will be damaged even if they don't break.

But to accurately break it into pieces, it would have to be hit with a blunt object. However, the man in front of him had spotted the weakest point on the flying sword at that moment, and it was like pulling out a building block, destroying its overall balance.

Only in this way can a slash that completely destroys the flying sword be achieved.

Even Yan Qing did not dare to say that he could achieve this in an instant on the battlefield.

This man is very strong...very strong. Among the people he knows, I'm afraid that only the general and that woman can be better than him.

As if sensing the fear in his heart, Ren's expression became even colder, and his tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

"What? Is this the only trick you have? If that's the case, I advise you to hurry back to Jing Yuan..."

"Because—the battle that's coming up is not something a child should get involved in!"

The aura around Ren rose rapidly. In Yan Qing's eyes, this man was no longer a human being, but some kind of immortal remnant.

He saw many broken blades and many unknown soldiers who died here. Red lotuses from the other side grew around them, which looked strange and dangerous.

And in the middle, it seemed like there was someone meditating there, which made him want to look forward.

However, a sharp feeling like a knife cutting his face instantly made his brows twitch. Yan Qing immediately remembered that he was still in the battle. He bit the tip of his tongue and exchanged the pain for clarity.

When he opened his eyes again, the illusion had disappeared. The man was still standing there, but Yan Qing felt a dull pain in his neck. If that man really wanted to kill him, would he really be able to defend himself in time?!

Almost instantly, the confidence that had been cultivated by being called a genius and considered by the general to be capable of becoming the next Sword Master was once again irresistibly shaken.

It was fine if it was the woman who was the general's teacher before, but now even a fugitive villain could tease him like this...

Rather than fear, there is more anger. Rather than timidity, there is more unwillingness. Rather than running away, there is more determination!

Yan Qing calmed his mind and no longer had the intention of underestimating the heroes of the world.

He is indeed a genius, and he believes that he has a place wherever he goes. As long as he works hard, he can easily achieve results that others cannot achieve in their entire lives.

But now it seems that I have achieved such an achievement only because I have been taught by a famous teacher and I have talent myself. What is there to be complacent about!

And this was just one of them. Beside him was the Dragon Lord, Yinyue Jun, whose mere presence made him almost lose the courage to swing his sword at him.

Yan Qing, realizing his own shortcomings, took a deep breath and controlled all the remaining flying swords.

He said solemnly.

"...I admit I underestimated you. You two are just as troublesome as the general."

Although it seems to be derogatory, it is actually the highest level of praise in Yanqing's eyes.

Not everyone can compare with Luofu's Divine Strategy General Jing Yuan. Back in the day, before the Five Warriors of the Clouds split up, the Luofu Immortal Boat was truly magnificent!

Now, in his generation, the talent was dwindling. Even the position of Cloud Cavalry Guard was taken over by him, which further limited his vision.

At this point, Yan Qing no longer intends to hold back. He wants to use the strongest sword move he can use now, which he imitated from that woman!

He silently recited his sword skills, and his mind, sword and other elements merged into one. Ten thousand swords surged up and condensed in the air.

It was a surging sword intent like the surge of mountains and rivers, a frosty heavy sword without an edge that could never be retrieved.

Although it has no sharp edge and is not light, the cultivation level of the person who can control this sword is already evident!

Accompanied by Yan Qing's momentum coming from the top, and then an order was given.

"Sword energy approaches, the sky river flows!"

The frosty heavy sword that looked like a river suddenly fell down!

However, neither Ren nor Dan Heng had a trace of emotion on their faces.

As for the former, he could see the essence of the sword path at a glance, and even because the young man tried in vain to imitate its form, he lost its spirit. Instead, he recalled certain memories from the past, and a bit of disgust and hatred rose in his heart.

So, as for the latter, for Yinyue Jun, this sword move was indeed worthy of his attention, but that was all.

The first one to prepare to take action was Ren. In his opinion, since it was the woman who taught him the sword moves, there was no need for him to hold back.

If he felt bad, he would naturally come and seek revenge. If he could kill him, that would be great, but if he couldn't... well, he would personally settle the score.

A sneer appeared on Ren's lips, and he gently raised the sword in his hand, and the bandage that was originally wrapped around the sword slowly slid off.

The eerie red light shone again, and Blade taunted in a low voice, "Foolish. Do you think that with just a few flying swords, combined with your own sword intent, you can match that ray of moonlight?"

But Yan Qing, who had already made up his mind, didn't listen to any of this. He just shouted coldly: "--Quickly surrender!"

The sky is pouring down, even if there are thousands of troops, they are just dust and mud in front of him, not to mention a mere person. Even if it is a dragon in the river, he will fight it with the three feet in his hand!

"Ridiculous." Ren bent his arms and took a step forward. The weapon in his hand was like a devilish sword, ready to devour anyone, and murderous aura soared into the sky. "Just relying on your inflated sword will and fighting spirit, you think you can stand on equal footing with the heavens?"

As he finished speaking, the sword that originally looked only three feet long instantly turned into a giant sword as big as an island.

"Boy, you might think that the stronger the sword's will, the more powerful it appears. But on the contrary, if we simply want to appear powerful, I... and that woman can easily condense a sword shape the size of a building, or even a starship."

When Yan Qing was shocked by the heavy sword that completely covered the sky and the sun, the sword came out with a slanted blade.

Just by touching it, the Frost Sword shattered in an instant, and the sky river poured down, with waves splashing.

When a tangible object faces a stronger tangible object, it is like an egg hitting a stone.

At the moment when Yan Qing's sword move was broken, the sword in Ren's hand had returned to its original three-foot edge, but this time -

Yan Qing had no idea of ​​being able to resist. When the sword was chopped down, he even felt a little relieved?

I don't have to live in this world full of monsters and be forgotten like this...

However, a long spear was placed across his front, with clouds and ink forming a shape like a swimming dragon.

The man with the dragon-like appearance easily blocked the fatal sword move.

He could even glance at him sideways.

"Back off. You've already lost—"

"I lost...yes, I...lost..."

Yan Qing took several steps back, and even felt a sense of discomfort that made it difficult to breathe.

"Heh. Are you planning on being a hero again? Yinyue, if you could extend your compassion to the common people, why would we have come to this point?"

The blade continued to exert force, bringing it closer to Dan Heng, but the cold spear remained motionless.

"I will bear all the consequences."

"Carry? What a high-sounding word!"

Ren used his sword to deflect the sword's tip and rushed forward. Even though the spear returned and was about to pierce his left chest, he still had no intention of retreating.

"I want to see how you can bear this sword!"

He came here with only one purpose, to thrust the sword in his hand into the heart of the man in front of him, and let him taste the pain of death!

The spear tip drank blood and broke more than half of the chest. The blade arm was eighty centimeters long, and considering the three-foot long sword, this distance was already a life-threatening position for the spearman.

Just as the sword in that blade's hand was about to rip through the venerable's robe and drink the dragon's blood, Dan Heng simply released the handle of his gun in a cold and solemn manner, and instantly flew above him, with the shadow of Xiaolong appearing behind him!

Just one person was able to create a surging torrent!

This is not just rhetoric. When the thought arose, the waves on the shore had gradually risen, and in the distance there were rolling waves.

Yan Qing even vaguely saw a dragon shadow flash by, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

I had actually been fighting against such a person before?

Especially, he saved her twice...

In an instant, shame, humiliation, confusion, and all kinds of emotions surged like the sea.

However, being able to fight against the Heavenly Dragon Lord with a sword in human form, Blade is not that green boy with no experience at all.

He pointed his sword at Dan Heng and shouted coldly, "What? If you can't even withstand my sword, how can you say you can bear everything? You are just talking nonsense, it's ridiculous!"

Dan Heng, who was already worried about Wendy's safety after being provoked again and again, felt a little angry at this moment.

"I don't want to start a war, but there is no other way..."

The blue dragon transformed by the Yunyin magic had bright eyes at this moment, and the sound of the dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

In an inconspicuous place on the Luofu Fairy Boat, a shocking scene has emerged. Behind Dan Heng, endless waves surge up, and the tide seems to surround the entire island, forming a bubble that separates it from the outside world. Looking from the inside out, it is like walking in an aquarium.

And in the palm of Dan Heng's hand, the waves turned into a whirlpool and then condensed into a jade bead emitting golden light.

The raging waves threatened to descend, and the water dragons piled up layer upon layer, looking down from the shadows of the waves at the tiny human figure below them.

The moisture in the air was so thick that Kafka could squeeze out the water by simply twisting her coat.

She really didn't like this wet feeling, and the noise was too loud, so she had to raise her head and whisper, "Okay, both of you. Listen to me: Stop it. There's a guest coming—"

"..."

There was such silence that Kafka could not tell what was happening.

Previously, she had the confidence to temporarily stop the fight with the Word Spirit, but now, she had given up the idea. The reason why Blade was restrained by the Word Spirit was that most of his willpower was used to fight against the demonic body.

Once they let down their guard and completely surrendered to it, even the Word Spirit could only suppress them. Furthermore, this process could not be affected by any external forces, otherwise both of them would suffer considerable damage. For Blade, this damage was acceptable, but for Kafka, it was an unbearable risk.

She had to remind him again.

"How about it, A Ren, are you satisfied?"

In the past, if the true demon had taken over, Blade wouldn't have listened. But fortunately, after accepting Wendy's "toughening," the burden on him was greatly reduced, his body was freed from its chronic illness, his spirit platform was clear, and his resistance to the word spirit was greatly improved.

However, the two were companions, and Blade wouldn't confront her for no reason, so the effect was still good.

After all, this was what he wanted to hear.

"Hmph." Although he didn't answer, Ren still put the sword aside and glanced at Dan Heng. He also stopped fighting at this moment and ordered Xiaolong to return to the sea.

"...The power of the Word Spirit?"

Dan Heng frowned and quickly realized where the power used by the other party came from.

When he did not use this power passively but actively removed the restrictions, it was enough to mean that the former Moon Drinker had completely returned.

No matter how powerful the Word Spirit was, it couldn't possibly command the Immortal Dragon Lord to do anything he didn't want to do. Furthermore, the will of the past within this body could resurface at any moment if he let go of the suppression.

It can be said that he naturally has a high resistance to this type of technique.

However, compared to the fight, he was more concerned about the arrival of another person.

While he and Ren were confronting each other, another figure came over from the shore. It was he who supported Yan Qing who was about to fall, and it was also he who asked Kafka to speak up and dissuade the two of them.