Nine Yang Sword God

C182 The Fierce Battle in the Mission Pavilion



C182 The Fierce Battle in the Mission Pavilion

5Chen Chang's hypocritical words immediately caused an uproar.    

    

"Chen Chang's insincere words. . . Are really a little arrogant. . . "    

    

"Although he defeated Li Qingsong and Feng Yunxue, who is Senior Brother Han Yanke?"    

    

"Senior Brother Han Yanke is ranked second on the Longhu Wind Cloud Ranking. He is a cultivator of the fifth level of the Spirit Origin Realm, a whole realm stronger than him!"    

    

"Senior Martial Brother Han Yanke is able to defeat him with ease. . . "    

    

"Could it be that Chen Changzhen is too arrogant. . . "    

    

Qiu Feng also looked at Chen Changxian with some surprise. He did not expect that this Junior Brother who was only at the fourth level of the Imperial Spirit Stage would actually dare to say such words to Han Yanke.    

    

Was he a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers?    

    

Or is he the same as the other male disciples, wanting to show off in front of me?    

    

With Qiu Feng's charm, there were too many people who did foolish things in front of her to get her attention. She could not help but suspect that Chen Changxian was also such a person.    

    

There were only a few Mo Kuangdao in the outer sect, and Chen Changxian shouldn't be the second Mo Kuangdao who didn't know her and ignored her charm.    

    

If he was really as stupid as the other ordinary disciples and just wanted to show off in front of her, he would suffer a huge loss.    

    

One had to know, the person Chen Chang had provoked was not someone else, but Han Yanke, who was ranked second on the Longhu Wind Cloud Ranking.    

    

Han Yanke squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Chang as well, before saying, " Initially, I had some patience with you. Now it seems that you are deliberately provoking me? "    

    

Chen Chang smiled hypocritically, "Why do you have to say provocation? It's just that what I did did did not satisfy your needs, so you became angry. Don't always push the blame onto others. "    

    

Han Yanke did not expect Chen Changxian to be able to calmly converse with him at this time. He even saw the situation and showed a trace of disgust towards this person.    

    

In the outer sect, there were not many disciples who could be so calm in front of him.    

    

Han Yanke narrowed his eyes and said: "Just now you said that I don't need to pretend to be someone else's hand, and you still want to try how much weight I have. . . Do you really know who you're challenging?"    

    

Chen Chang smiled hypocritically and said, "Don't tell me you are not called Han Yanke?"    

    

"I am Han Yanke. . . "    

    

Han Yanke suddenly lowered his head and sighed slightly. He realized that Chen Chang's hypocrisy had really infuriated him. He was already on the verge of exploding.    

    

Han Yanke slowly raised his head, and the soft light in his eyes was replaced by a sinister look. He said, "I thought. . . We could make friends. Now it seems that. . . You really have the talent to seek death. . . "    

    

As he spoke, Han Yanke's aura had already appeared. The terrifying pressure immediately affected Chen Changxian's body.    

    

Not only did Chen Changxian not show any signs of retreating, he even wore a smile on his face as he looked straight into Han Yanke's eyes. It was as if he could not feel the slightest bit of pressure.    

    

This ability and perseverance, even Qiu Feng gave him a sidelong glance.    

    

"Since you want to test how much weight I have, then I'll let you experience it!"    

    

Suddenly, Han Yanke shouted in a low voice and suddenly exploded. The folding fan in his hand suddenly shook and went straight for Chen Changxian's throat.    

    

Because Han Yanke was too close to Chen Chang, he suddenly attacked. Even Mo Kuang Dao and Qiu Feng couldn't save him, so he had to deal with it himself.    

    

Chen Changxin was not someone to be trifled with. When he saw that Han Yanke wanted to get angry, he had already made preparations to prevent any mishaps.    

    

The moment Han Yanke made his move, Chen Changxian instantly used the Azure Dragon Crossing the Sea. His figure retreated explosively. At the same time, he patted his back with his right hand, and the Cold Iron Sword was thrown into the sky.    

    

"Nine Nines Sword Formation!"    

    

The eighty-one sword shadows blocked in front of Han Yanke and stopped him from entering.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

Han Yanke was indeed worthy of being the second ranked expert on the Dragon Tiger Wind Cloud List. With a flip of his wrist, the folding fan had already shattered more than thirty sword shadows. With another turn, another thirty sword shadows dissipated into nothingness.    

    

In the blink of an eye, all eighty-one sword shadows dissipated. Han Yanke once again attacked Chen Changxian.    

    

However, at this moment, Chen Changxin's six crescent moon scimitars had already condensed and formed together, directly attacking Han Yanke.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Feeling the terrifying power of the crescent moon scimitars, Han Yanke's eyebrows twisted. He suddenly realized that this 4th stage Spiritual Imperial Stage cultivator in front of him was not simple.    

    

He could feel that this Full Moon Saber formed from energy could even defeat an ordinary 9th Tier Spirit Imperial Cultivator!    

    

"Kid, your ability to cross realms and fight is not bad, but you were almost able to defeat me!"    

    

Han Yanke shouted and shook his folding fan once again. The energy of the six full moon curved blades instantly exploded out and turned into energy that filled the sky. It dissipated into the air.    

    

However, just as Han Yanke dealt with the full moon curved blades, another hill-like seal appeared above his head.    

    

Due to the limited space in the Mission Pavilion, Chen Changxian did not make the Luohan Seal look as big as it could. Instead, he controlled the size of the Luohan Seal so that it could attack and not break through the Mission Pavilion.    

    

"High-grade magic artifact?"    

    

Han Yanke sneered and said, "You want to compete with me in terms of foundation? Go, break the wooden stake!"    

    

Following Han Yanke's shout, a stream of light shot out of his hand and landed on the ground. More than thirty wooden pillars instantly rose from the ground and slammed onto the Arhat Seal.    

    

Although the Arhat Seal was powerful, it was actually unable to suppress over thirty iron stakes.    

    

Seeing this, Chen Changxian's pupils constricted because Han Yanke's high-grade magic tool was truly very strange and powerful. If this magic tool was used on a person, who would be able to guard against the thirty over iron stakes that suddenly drilled out from under their feet?    

    

"Go to hell!"    

    

Han Yanke shouted in a low voice. Once again, he held the folding fan in his hand and struck toward Chen Changxian.    

    

"Double Dragon Rope!"    

    

Chen Changxian did not hesitate and took out another high-grade magic tool.    

    

The two flood dragon-like lights directly wrapped around Han Yanke.    

    

At the same time, Chen Chang Xing also grasped the hilt of his sword and used Sword Shattering Heavens.    

    

"Xuanyuan Arrow!"    

    

Han Yanke shouted in a low voice. Another stream of light shot out from his chest. It expanded with the wind and turned into three arrows with the same energy. It directly pierced the Double Dragon Rope and sent it flying.    

    

At the same time, Han Yanke did not want to continue the stalemate. He shouted in a low voice, "Myriad Returning Stream!"    

    

In an instant, a shocking waterfall erupted from Han Yanke's folding fan, and it directly shot towards Chen Changxian.    

    

At the same time that the Myriad Returning Stream was released, Chen Changxian's sword broke through the sky and was ready to strike. A scorching white light flew out like a bolt of lightning.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The shocking waterfall collided fiercely with the scorching white light. A terrifying energy fluctuation instantly rippled out.    

    

The surrounding weaker disciples cried out strangely and fell down. Some even directly fell to the ground, complaining endlessly.    

    

Qiu Feng instead looked at Chen Changxian who executed Sword Shattering Heavens not far away in astonishment. Because from this move, she actually sensed the aura of Chen Changxian's strength that wasn't inferior to a First Level Spirit Origin Realm cultivator!    

    


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