C717 The Peak Battle
C717 The Peak Battle
In an instant, the entire Martial Arena of Soaring Dragon boiled up.
One of them was rumored to be the reincarnation of the Ancient Sword God, and his swordsmanship was divine. He was the number one sword cultivator in the young generation, and the other was also known as the number one monster in the past and present. His talent was extraordinary, and no one could beat him.
This battle would surely be the pinnacle battle of the young generation. In fact, it would be as exciting as some of the world shocking battles of Invincible Emperor.
Not to mention. . . Both of them had a deep-seated hatred for each other. Just now, Little Sword-god and Ximen Piaoxue had made a solemn vow that they would never be human if they didn't kill Yang Fann.
This was definitely not an ordinary competition. In comparison, this was a life and death battle that would never end until one of them died. Today, one of them would definitely fall on the Dragon-breaking Platform for eternity.
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In the stands.
"Good! Good! Good! I have finally waited for this moment. This battle will definitely be splendid beyond compare!! "
"I wonder who will be the final winner. Little Sword-god, Ximen Piaoxue, or Yang Fann, who laughs last in the first monster?"
"It's hard to say. It's really hard to say. Both of them are top tier monsters in the young generation. Their combat strength is extraordinary. Who can laugh last until the end? It's not impossible!! "
" That's right. In terms of talent, Yang Fann is undefeatable. Even the high and mighty Son Of Monarch is not as good as him. However, he is still too young and has not truly grown up. "
"Indeed, potential is only potential. Before it turns into true strength, everything is false. "
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Countless martial artist had different opinions. There were some who were optimistic about Yang Fann, and some who were optimistic about Little Sword-god and Ximen Piaoxue. Many people believed that the outcome of this battle would be fifty-fifty. After all, neither Yang Fann nor Ximen Piaoxue were easy to mess with.
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Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat.
"Hmph! It's all thanks to Ximen Piaoxue!" Holy Son Of The True Dragon Zhen Longwushuang snorted with some dissatisfaction. Yang Fann was also his prey. Moreover, his hatred towards Yang Fann was not much weaker than Ximen Piaoxue's. Although True Dragon Wu Mie, who had fallen in Yang Fann's hands, wasn't his mother's brother, he was still the cousin of his grandfather. He was also very envious of Yang Fann's nearly 350 billion points. To put it bluntly, no matter who it was. . . Being able to take down Yang Fann was almost equivalent to locking onto the top of this year's Hundred Sect Heaven's Pride Battle Ranking.
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The Eight Great Holy Lands.
"Good! Good! Good!" Holy Lord of Nine Suns, who was dressed in a golden robe and surrounded by divine light, sounded like an ancient god that had descended to the world. He said 'good' three times in a row, "Finally, the heavens have opened their eyes. Little Son Yang Fan's good day has come to an end. How dare you harm me, Disciple of the Nine Heavens? This is outrageous! You deserve to die for what you have done!"
" Hahaha. . . Heaven's net recovers, but it does not leak out!!! " Holy Lord True Dragon even more wantonly roared out, "This Yang Fann, this Little Brute, actually dared to go insane and harm me, Disciple, and Bai Chen Disciple. And at this moment, he is about to be killed by Ximen Piaoxue. This is truly a cycle of karma, a cycle of retribution!!!"
"Everyone, just wait and see. This Little Brute is definitely not a match for me, Disciple. Three sword strikes! Three sword strikes at most, and I, Disciple, will be able to cut off that Little Brute's head!" Jian Shenyegujue's eyes spurted out blood. Her face was distorted, as if she was a malicious spirit from the Nether Hell. It made people's hair stand on end. To her beloved disciple, Ximen Piaoxue. . . His talent in the Sword Dao was extraordinary. He could be said to be the number one person in the history of the Sword God Mountain Villa, even Master. He was more than a level lower than Master, who was less than three thousand years old. He had already obtained 80% of his true inheritance. Among the young generation. . . Apart from the unfathomable Son Of Genuine Force and Zhen Wuxuan, Ximen Piaoxue was not afraid of anyone else.
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In the Holy Ji Sect's camp.
Yue Tianpeng and the other elders had solemn and worried expressions on their faces. The name of a man, the shadow of a tree. . . Little Sword-god, Ximen Piaoxue, was not an ordinary man. Among the ten great Seeded Evildoer, It could be said that they had made it into the top five, and had even made it into the top three. The outcome of this battle was really hard to predict. If Yang Fann had a better option, it would be a great help to the Holy Ji Sect. It would be a devastating blow, and it could even be removed from the Middle-earth. It wasn't impossible.
It could be said that the True Dragon, Sword God, and Nine Yang Sacred Grounds had completely fallen out with the Holy Ji Sect. With the strength of the Holy Ji Sect alone, it was absolutely impossible for them to be a match for the three holy lands. It was only a matter of time before they were destroyed, and the only turning point was Yang Fann.
On the contrary, it was Luo Jiahui and the other two girls. Luo Jiahui even kept waving her small fists, shouting loudly that her cousin would beat Ximen Piaoxue to death. In their hearts, Yang Fann's cousin (Junior Brother, master) was the number one person in the young generation. Little Sword-god, Ximen Piaoxue, and Son Of Genuine Force, none of them would be a match for Yang Fann's cousin (Junior Brother, master).
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On the Dragon-breaking Platform.
Yang Fann and Ximen Piaoxue were a thousand feet apart from each other, facing each other from afar.
This Ximen Piaoxue didn't look to be in his thirties. His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and he carried a long sword on his back. It was as if there was a Supreme Divine Sword in his body. If he stood there casually, he would be able to pierce through the sky. It was as if the Void had been shattered, and an invisible Sword Qi was spurting out all around him. Large pieces of Spatial Crystal Wall were directly cut open, and his entire body. . . It was as if he represented the supreme profundity of the ancient Sword Dao, and he had fused the sword with his body. He merged the Dao with his body, and the Dao merged with the sky. The Heaven merged with the Heaven, and the ordinary sword cultivator. It was as if a single glance was enough to point straight at the Great Dao of the sword. His cultivation base had improved greatly.
However, at this moment, Ximen Piaoxue's face was ashen, and he was gnashing his teeth in anger. A gurgling sound burst out from his throat, and his eyes were filled with hatred and hatred. He wished that he could eat Yang Fann's flesh and drink Yang Fann's blood.
The next moment. . .
"Roar! Yang Fann, you Little Brute finally fell into my hands. Today, I will avenge my death, Second Brother! No one in the world can save you!" A Enmity's extremely loud voice came out of Ximen Piaoxue's mouth. It was boiling and boiling, and then it exploded, shaking the heavens and the earth.
"You think you can kill me with just a piece of trash like you?" Yang Fann smiled disdainfully. "Since you miss that trash Ximen Feixue so much, I will show you mercy today and send you on your way!"
"Rumble. . . "
Boundless divine light of the five elements erupted from Yang Fann's body. In an instant, it transformed into a three thousand zhang tall Terrifying Giant Spirit, blocking out the sun and invincible divine might!
The terrifying pressure directly crushed the surrounding space into pieces.
In the next moment. . .
Killing intent flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. "Die!!"
"Rumble. . . "
With a movement of his body, Yang Fann instantly tore through the space and appeared in front of Ximen Piaoxue. He struck out with his palm in a terrifying manner.
He attacked without hesitation, and his attack was swift and decisive.
"Rumble. . . "
A Devouring Black Hole appeared out of thin air, and it crushed down on Ximen Piaoxue.
After absorbing and refining Ximen Feixue, although Yang Fann hadn't broken through to the Top-Level King Late Stage, he had still reached the peak of the Top-Level King mid stage. Even though he had only used the Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis, the power of this palm strike was no less terrifying than the one that suppressed Dong Longwang and the Seven Heaven's Pride. The power of this strike was comparable to the full power of Invincible Emperor.
"Hiss. . . It has only been a short period of time, but his strength has increased by so much! Terrifying, this is truly terrifying! "
"The Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis is indeed worthy of being the world's best supplementary weapon! Truly enviable!"
"If only I could master the Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis too!"
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In an instant, countless martial artist warriors, including Seeded Evildoer, all had envious and jealous expressions on their faces. They wished that the one who had mastered the Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis was them. Among the ten supreme Profound Meanings, the Profound Meaning Of Phagocytosis was not the strongest. It might not even be ranked in the top five, but it was definitely the most enviable one.
After cultivating for thousands of years, it was even worse than being devoured by someone. No one would be able to stand it.
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At that moment!!!
On the Dragon-breaking Platform.
A hint of anger flashed across Ximen Piaoxue's eyes, "Little Brute, how dare you be so impudent in the face of death? Break!"
"Rumble. . . "
A Brilliant Sword Light suddenly shook out from Ximen Feixue's body. It actually contained traces of the power of the Immortal Law. This was truly worthy of being called the number one sword cultivator of the young generation. It was truly extraordinary. It had actually comprehended one of the ten supreme Laws, the Immortal Law. Although it was only a Beginning, It wasn't even a Small Success Stage, but it was still terrifying. It was already shocking, compared to many advanced Laws. In fact, he was even stronger.
With a thought, the sword light split. With a flash, it split into billions of sword lights. Each sword was more powerful than the last, and each sword was more powerful than the last. Each sword contained the power of the Immortal Law, and it could easily kill a Middle Greade Emperor warrior. Billions of sword lights combined into a terrifying net of swords, and attacked together. It was simply shocking the heavens and the earth, and it was extremely formidable. It was far beyond the imagination of the world.
"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!" . . .
Wherever the sword net passed, it actually directly dismembered the Devouring Black Hole that was crushing down, shattering it into pieces.
"What a good Little Sword-god, Ximen Piaoxue! He really does have some skill!" Yang Fann's eyes slightly focused. This Ximen Piaoxue was definitely the strongest opponent he had encountered so far, one of the Ten Great Supreme Laws, the Immortal Law. Coupled with his Top-Level Emperor cultivation base, he was definitely an invincible Emperor's Power. He might not even be a weakling amongst Invincible Emperor.
If he had met this Ximen Piaoxue a month ago, it would definitely be a tough battle. Not only would he have to use all his trump cards, he would also have to pay a price in order to defeat him.
At this moment. . . . . .
Ximen Piaoxue's eyes flashed with killing intent as he shouted, "Little Brute, take my sword as well. Come out! Immortal Dark Emperor Sword!! "
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