C387 Heaven punishing sword art
C387 Heaven punishing sword art
The eyes of the crowd flickered with madness, as their hearts violently trembled, as though they were digesting everything that had just happened.
Xuan Zheng was a peerless genius that was rarely seen in the Xuan Family in a hundred years. After hiding in the shadows for many years, she had entered the fifty-eight ranking of Northern Dipper List s the moment she was born.
However, the voice of the Skymount Swordsman who appeared out of nowhere to provoke Xuan Zheng, was extremely arrogant and shocking. What was most shocking was that he actually survived the attack of Xuan Zheng's sword array, it was simply inconceivable.
"Northern Dipper List 58, that's all." A calm voice drifted over, as the gazes of the crowd abruptly changed. As they turned in a certain direction, there was a ripple in the air, and a familiar black silhouette slowly appeared, his expression was as calm as ever, as though all attacks were nothing to fear in his eyes.
Xuan Zheng's expression gradually darkened. He could ignore everything the Black Clothed Youth had said, but how honorable was it for him to enter the fifty-eight Northern Dipper List s to be ridiculed in public by him? He definitely could not tolerate this.
Li An and the rest were all shocked, they could not believe that the Black Clothed Youth was actually so powerful, to the point of even making Xuan Zheng look bad in front of everyone, it was truly amazing.
"You're quite capable. If you don't mind, I'm willing to sincerely invite you to the Li family on behalf of the Li family." The meaning behind his words was obvious. He wanted to recruit Black Clothed Youth into the Li family.
After saying that, everyone's face revealed interesting expressions. It seems like the Li family wants to borrow the power of the Black Clothed Youth to fight against the Xuan Family, this plan is not bad, but would the Black Clothed Youth agree?
"He can't go anywhere today." Xuan Zheng spat out a voice. His tone revealed an unquestionable meaning, as if what he said was the truth of the world.
When Li An heard this, his expression suddenly changed, he had forgotten about Xuan Zheng, the Evil God. With him here, even if Black Clothed Youth was able to protect himself, he would not offend Xuan Zheng because of the Li family. After all, Xuan Zheng had already entered the Northern Dipper List and was bound to head to Northern Dipper City to fight against the heaven's pride experts.
"Seems like Xuan Zheng isn't planning to let him go." Everyone discussed softly, from Xuan Zheng's previous performance against Li Fan, he was ruthless, furthermore, Black Clothed Youth had humiliated him many times, it was impossible for him to let Black Clothed Youth go.
At this time, the corners of Black Clothed Youth's mouth revealed a cold smile, and said: "Truly laughable, if I were to leave, would you let me stay?"
"I was lucky enough to dodge one strike, so I gave you the illusion of being able to defeat me?" Xuan Zheng sarcastically said with sharp eyes that exuded a dense killing intent.
He did not bother with Xuan Zheng anymore, and looked towards Li An and blandly said: "I was just passing by, that's all. I did not see enough of people's faces, so I made my move.
It seemed like this Black Clothed Youth was sensible and knew that he could not afford to offend Xuan Zheng to death. This would not benefit him in any way, but the next sentence that came out from the Black Clothed Youth caused everyone's expression to freeze, as shock filled their hearts.
"Although I can't go to the Li family, I can still easily take care of this piece of trash."
In the void, silence reigned.
When his voice fell, one after another frightened eyes shot towards Black Clothed Youth, wanting to see some regret on his face. However, they were disappointed in the end.
"This guy is too arrogant." No matter if it was the Xuan Family or the Li Family, they were all dumbstruck as they looked at the Black Clothed Youth, unable to believe that the incomparably arrogant words just now were actually spoken from such a normal and ordinary person's mouth.
There was no doubt that Xuan Zheng was the person who was the most furious. The rage in his heart was almost uncontrollable, to the point that the lines on his face were twisted together, making him look extremely sinister.
"You're courting death!" With a loud roar, Xuan Zheng's figure flashed like a ghost, so strange that it was impossible to see with the naked eye. Following his body's movement, countless Sword Qi started to dance around him, enveloping this entire space.
Xuan Zheng's figure flashed continuously, he suddenly appeared beside Black Clothed Youth, raised his hand and struck out a sword seal, wanting to kill it. However, the sword seal pierced through Black Clothed Youth's body without any obstruction, and did not make any sound, causing Xuan Zheng to freeze for a moment.
The sword imprint disappeared into thin air, after that, Black Clothed Youth's figure slowly disappeared like a ripple on the water, the space returned to normal.
"It's an afterimage!" Someone exclaimed in shock.
A flash of fury flashed across Xuan Zheng's eyes, and Soaring Sky sword power appeared. The purple colored Sword Essence Spirit instantly blossomed, beautiful yet brilliant, and revealed a terrifying pressure. The incomparably berserk Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in the surroundings, showed just how angry he was currently in his heart.
"With this little speed, you still want to stop me?" Black Clothed Youth's figure appeared again, looking at him indifferently, he said.
Xuan Zheng's face turned serious, he stared at the distant Black Clothed Youth, and retracted all of the contempt in his heart. If he still could not tell that Black Clothed Youth was not as simple as he looked on the surface, then he was truly too foolish.
"Who the hell are you?" Xuan Zheng was quiet for a moment, before he asked.
After these words were said, Xuan Fei and the rest of the Xuan Family were shocked. Xuan Zheng's tone was obviously different than before, could it be that he really could not handle this Black Clothed Youth?
"I said it before, my name is Skymount Swordsman." His person seemed to be the same as the name, cold, arrogant, tyrannical, and incomparably graceful.
"I was too careless before. If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be able to escape. Considering how difficult it is for you to cultivate, quickly leave. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." Xuan Zheng opened his mouth and spoke. His expression was stern and righteous, as though he could let bygones be bygones and leave the Black Clothed Youth a path to survival.
"Letting go is just an excuse from the weak. The strong have no fear." Black Clothed Youth sneered. Did they think that he was a fool? Why didn't they say that when they were fighting previously?
"That's what you said." Xuan Zheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he shouted: "Xuan Family's people, back off."
Hearing that, Xuan Fei and the rest retreated, they knew that Xuan Zheng had truly unleashed his killing intent and was about to use his true strength. The number of people in Northern Dipper Mansion was not a simple number.
When the other onlookers saw this scene, they also roughly guessed what was going to happen. Naturally, they followed the example and left towards the distance. They only stopped after retreating several kilometers away. However, they did not leave and instead watched from afar.
An aura of killing intent permeated the air, tearing through everything in its path. The skies changed as dark clouds gathered, forming a layer of terrifying black mist that enveloped everything. It was pitch-black and terrifying, akin to the scene of apocalypse.
Xuan Zheng and Black Clothed Youth stood facing each other without moving, as if they were waiting for the other party to make the first move.
After a few breaths of time, Xuan Zheng could no longer hold back, and several rays of cold light shot out of his eyes. He opened his arms, and three origin soul appeared in the air.
"Your name is Skymount Swordsman. I would like to see whether your sword is stronger or my sword is sharper." Xuan Zheng slowly spoke as the three swords floated above his head. A terrifying storm of swords brewed and the space around them started to tremble violently.
The tempest grew increasingly terrifying, and it was as if an enormous sword image was birthed in this world. Boundless and boundless, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the Heavens, as though it wanted to annihilate this entire world.
"Heaven Punishing Sword Art!" The Heaven Punishing Sword Art was the most terrifying Elemental Skill in the entire Xuan Family, and only a few extremely talented people were able to successfully learn it. Now that Xuan Zheng had displayed it, it showed just how determined he was to kill the Black Clothed Youth.
However, the Black Clothed Youth's expression did not fluctuate too much, as though he had not seen this terrifying scene. A sword also appeared in his hand, emitting an extremely powerful energy wave, as if it was an extremely powerful artifact.
"Where is your origin soul? Release it or you won't have another chance." Xuan Zheng's voice resonated out, shaking the void, as though she was going to shatter everyone's eardrums.
"To deal with you, there is no need to use a origin soul." The Black Clothed Youth mumbled to himself as he slowly stepped out. His figure was extremely ethereal, appearing both real and illusory. In an instant, he appeared in the sky, causing the spectators in the distance to stare in amazement. This movement technique was truly powerful.
"Just acting mysterious." Xuan Zheng's eyes flashed with disdain. In front of absolute strength, everything would be destroyed and would no longer exist.
"Get the fuck up here." Black Clothed Youth roared out with thunder, his black hair danced in the air, and revealed an extremely imposing manner. His eyes revealed a sense of arrogance, as though he was the center of the world, and the light directly covered Xuan Zheng.
"So he is actually this outstanding. It seems that I have misjudged him." Li An sighed. It was only at this moment that he understood why Black Clothed Youth had rejected him without any hesitation.
Seeing that Black Clothed Youth did not release his origin soul, Xuan Zheng was so angry that his face turned green, and in the end, the anger turned into killing intent. In this battle, countless people were watching, and even people from Xuan Family were present, he had to win, and he had to win in an extremely straightforward manner, so the people of the world would know of his power.
"Make your move." Black Clothed Youth casually swept a glance at Xuan Zheng, and lightly spat out a voice.
The three swords on top of Xuan Zheng's head released a terrifying aura, the sword power was extremely powerful, with a glint of sword light, even the sky started to light up, it was as bright as the stars. His cold eyes stared at the empty air, and he said coldly: "After this battle, you will regret what you just said."