158: Fierce battle

The members of the Tian Zi Squad looked at each other.

On the contrary, Pei Ning and the others felt their hanging hearts relax slightly!

If it were one-on-one...

They might still have a way to survive.

Otherwise, if over a dozen Golden Core Stage cultivators swarmed them, Chen Xian would likely be overwhelmed.

Pei Ning silently moved behind Chen Xian.

She whispered, "Don't underestimate this Qin Feng. Since childhood, he has been an outstanding talent among the young Disciples trained by the Emperor. His current cultivation is likely at the Third Level of Golden Core Stage!"

"He likes to use a type of long chinese saber to torture and kill his opponents. His saber techniques were taught by the Imperial Guard Commander, Tang Mo!"

Chen Xian nodded thoughtfully.

"Although your cultivation is higher than his, he should have some secret arts of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. These things are killing moves that are hard to guard against. You must be extremely careful."

"Alright, I understand."

Chen Xian turned around and patted Pei Ning's shoulder.

With a smile, he said, "Move back a bit. I'm afraid I might accidentally injure you later."

Pei Ning looked at Chen Xian's nonchalant attitude.

In truth, she had no confidence at all.

However, in this situation, she couldn't stay by his side constantly telling him not to be careless.

Thousands of words eventually converged into a single sentence.

"You must be careful. All of our lives are in your hands."

If Chen Xian lost...

They would undoubtedly become Qin Feng's captives.

At that point, it would be a certain death trap!

Meanwhile, Qin Feng watched the two of them whispering nearby.

His heart flared with even more rage.

Why?

Why did Pei Ning, whom he had pursued without success, rather choose a second generation ancestor like Chen Xian than follow him?

Why?

Why was it that after he had struggled so hard to reach his current position, a piece of trash like Chen Xian could still look down on him?

An inferiority complex combined with perverted desires caused Qin Feng's face to be filled with resentment and anger.

He wanted to execute this man in public.

Then he would push all the blame onto those ten Embroidered Uniform Guards.

As for Pei Ning, Gu Qingcheng, and those other women, he would take them all as concubines.

After returning, he would enjoy music and revelry every day.

How delightful would that be!

At this thought, the expression on Qin Feng's face became even more twisted.

He gripped the two-meter-long saber with both hands.

He charged directly toward Chen Xian to kill him.

A powerful Saber Qi instantly slashed toward Chen Xian.

The momentum was so great that it seemed to split the tranquil atmosphere of the valley in two.

Chen Xian did not act carelessly at this moment either.

He also drew the long sword from his waist.

Shua!

The moment the saber and sword collided.

A powerful Protective Aura blew away several nearby people.

Even the ground beneath their feet cracked inch by inch.

Hu!

"Is this a battle between Golden Core Stage cultivators?"

Pei Ning watched the exchange between the two.

She was horrified.

Because she had trained with Qin Feng and the others since childhood.

She knew exactly how strong Qin Feng was. This man's abnormality wasn't just mental; his combat power was also abnormally high.

Yet Chen Xian, the second generation ancestor in everyone's eyes...

Could actually fight on equal terms with Qin Feng, who could deservedly become a core heir in any Sect or noble family.

It was almost like the oppressive feeling of two kings meeting.

"Chen Xian is indeed so strong!"

Compared to the surprise of Pei Ning and the others...

The members of the Tian Zi Squad showed expressions of shock.

They now seemed to understand why the Emperor wanted their Tian Zi Squad to capture this so-called second generation ancestor, Chen Xian!

This fellow wasn't just a profligate; he could fight their captain on equal footing.

No wonder their Tian Zi Squad had to be dispatched!

They had thought it was overkill, like using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken.

Now it seemed their arrival was appropriate for the situation.

Saber and sword clashed.

The Protective Aura between the two refused to yield.

After several seconds of stalemate, they retreated almost simultaneously.

And in the next second, they launched attacks again.

While simple saber and sword strikes were exchanged, they were also infused with endless Saber Intent and Sword Intent.

Qin Feng's saber movements were grand and sweeping.

They had the momentum to split the valley in half.

Chen Xian's sword, however, was like a gentle spring rain; no matter how the opponent attacked, he could silently neutralize it.

For a full fifteen minutes.

The battle between the two remained a stalemate.

When Qin Feng retreated, he was already panting.

"It seems I really can't beat you without using my full strength!"

Qin Feng sneered and stabbed the saber into the ground.

He pressed his palms together.

Shua!

A powerful aura erupted from his body.

"Golden Core Fourth Layer!"

"No, it's the Fifth Level of Golden Core Stage!"

The faces of Pei Ning and the others changed drastically.

They had thought Chen Xian's hidden strength was clever enough.

They hadn't expected Qin Feng's hidden strength to be even deeper.

"So he was already at the Fifth Level of Golden Core Stage!"

At the Third Level, he could already fight the Fourth Level Chen Xian to a draw.

Now that Qin Feng was at the Fifth Level...

Chen Xian's situation looked grim.

Gu Qingcheng and the others also looked very grim.

After all, if Chen Xian lost, their fate would be more miserable than anyone's.

Qin Feng let out a sinister laugh.

"Jie jie jie..."

"The warm-up is over. Now we can start the real fight!"

The expression on Chen Xian's face remained unchanged.

He said calmly, "Fine, I hope you don't disappoint me."

"Naturally!"

Saber Art—Tyrant Dragon Slash!

As Qin Feng swung this strike...

The sound of a dragon's roar was faintly hidden within the majestic Saber Qi.

Even the clouds in the sky were completely dispersed at this moment.

"This strike has already mobilized the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. Qin Feng has begun to use a Divine Ability."

"I wonder if Chen Xian can withstand it."

"If the Young Lord can't hold on, we will probably all die."

However, while they were in a panic...

Zhou Duoer was unusually calm, holding the White Cat in her arms.

She said very calmly, "The Young Lord won't die."

Zheng Yi, beside her, subconsciously asked, "Why do you say that?"

Although she also hoped Chen Xian wouldn't die, the gap between the two was now widening.

Chen Xian was at a disadvantage, and his chances of survival were slim.

"Because the Young Lord hasn't used his full strength yet."

"Ah?"

The White Cat in her arms spoke up lazily, "This brat is still playing around!"

Everyone was stunned by the White Cat suddenly speaking.

Although they were curious why this cat could talk, considering the crisis of the battle on the other side, no one said much!

Meanwhile, Qin Feng's attacks were like a torrential storm.

The ground was covered in scars left by his saber.

Yet, not a single one of these attacks landed on Chen Xian's body.

"Can you only hide? You ant!"

Qin Feng stared at Chen Xian, panting.

His words were full of mockery and contempt.

Chen Xian said with a half-smile, "You want me to take action?"

"What? Are you scared? Or do you not dare?"

The tone and manner in which he said this perfectly mirrored Chen Xian's previous attitude.

"If you're scared, kneel down and kowtow a few times. I might leave you with an intact corpse."

Chen Xian was speechless upon hearing this.

"Really, are villains always this arrogant when they reach this stage?"

He slowly sheathed his sword.

He took a deep breath.

"For this next strike, I hope you can block it!"