1237: Bells and whistles

"You're using this kind of Move to test me? You are far too arrogant!"

Seeing that the Qingyun Sword Immortal hadn't even used his sword, Wang Chen couldn't help but sneer.

Before his voice even faded, an eight-colored Taiji diagram appeared behind him, and the second stage of Ten Directions All Extinguished was instantly activated.

With a boom, like a thunderclap striking on flat ground, the cage formed by the Sword Qi shattered instantly.

Wang Chen took a step forward; the incoming cyan sword radiance collided fiercely with the Divine Power on his body, yet it did not cause the slightest hesitation in his movement.

"Since that's the case, let me increase the intensity for you!"

As he spoke, Wang Chen had already closed in to within five meters of the Qingyun Sword Immortal and suddenly threw a punch.

This punch had no superfluous Moves.

Nor did it have any flashy techniques.

It was purely a combination of ultimate strength and speed.

The moment this punch was thrown, rolling thunder exploded between heaven and earth, and a terrifying power, as if wanting to destroy everything, descended upon the Qingyun Sword Immortal like Mount Tai pressing down.

The Qingyun Sword Immortal, who had maintained a calm and indifferent expression, felt a surge of shock and doubt in his eyes at this moment.

It seemed he had never imagined that Wang Chen would remain unscathed under his attack and even charge to his front in such a violent manner.

The violent power and Aura, like Mount Tai pressing down and threatening to destroy everything, made his body tremble unnaturally.

"Yitian!"

However, the Qingyun Sword Immortal was battle-hardened after all. He was not panicked in the slightest in this situation; he gave a low shout and waved his large sleeve.

Swoosh!

A dark purple, sheathless longsword suddenly appeared before him.

The moment this longsword appeared, heaven-topping sword radiance burst forth, and violent Sword Qi spread outwards in layers, its Aura truly earth-shattering.

As the Qingyun Sword Immortal gripped the sword and slashed forward, the violent Sword Qi and sword radiance covering all directions exploded, converging towards the center like a torrent, all of it condensed into this single strike.

Rumble!!

At this moment, the less than two-meter longsword felt as heavy as a ten-thousand-jun divine mountain. As the blade cut through space, it pressed out ripples, as if even space itself could not bear its weight.

In the next second, Wang Chen, who was charging straight ahead, collided his thrown fist with the incoming Yitian Divine Sword.

Boom!

A thunderous collision sound echoed between heaven and earth.

The vast energy, carrying a violent shockwave, swept in all directions like an angry tide.

The surrounding space was instantly pressed with cracks, the ground disintegrated, the white mist in the nearby valley was dispersed, and the hard rock walls were blasted into fragments.

Looking down from the sky, a large crater with a diameter of over tens of miles and a depth of over a thousand meters appeared on the ground.

As for the area around the crater, everything within a hundred-mile radius had been razed to the ground.

The target valley that Wang Chen had come to only had its edge area remaining.

"As expected, the cunning War Mother Nest had already run away."

In the gap after the collision, Wang Chen glanced at the valley that had been almost completely razed and sighed in his heart.

Apart from some low-level monsters that had been crushed to death, there was not a single monster of the Demon God level.

At the edge of his Mental Energy detection range, he could perceive dozens of guys with heaven-topping Devilish Qi fleeing frantically, and they soon ran out of his Mental Energy detection range.

"Qingyun Sword Immortal, you've scared away my prey. It seems today you can only pay with your life."

This discovery made Wang Chen even more displeased. He turned his head to look at the Qingyun Sword Immortal opposite him, his eyes filled with cold killing intent.

Unlike Wang Chen, who was still standing in mid-air, the Qingyun Sword Immortal's figure had retreated more than ten miles, forcefully leaving a long white trail behind.

"As expected of someone from the Main Realm, an existence who gained over 80 million military merits in one day—you are indeed very strong!"

The Qingyun Sword Immortal held the Yitian Divine Sword diagonally; the sword radiance surging on his body had dimmed slightly, but the sharpness was even greater.

"However, if your strength is only this much, you cannot escape the fate of becoming a ghost under my sword!"

He gave a low shout, and in the next second, dazzling sword radiance soared into the sky again. His entire body transformed into a hundred-meter divine sword, slicing through the sky and slashing down rapidly towards Wang Chen.

"Flashy and frivolous!"

Seeing this, there was no fear in Wang Chen's eyes. The Divine Power on his body bloomed, the eight-colored Taiji diagram behind him spun rapidly, and infinite power surged within his body.

Bang!

He stomped his foot, shattering the space below, leaving a huge footprint over a hundred meters long on the ground. His whole person was like a beam of light, directly meeting the incoming hundred-meter divine sword.

"Today, I will let you know that in the face of absolute strength, these Moves of yours are nothing but feeble rubbish, unable to withstand a single blow!"

The blood in Wang Chen's body surged like a river. With his power boiling, his whole person was like a great sun crossing the sky, suppressing everything.

Violent power converged towards his right arm. Before he even struck, that heavy intent had already collapsed the surrounding space.

As Wang Chen threw the punch, infinite Divine Power bloomed, and between heaven and earth, everything suddenly went quiet, as if everything was trembling under this punch.

Boom!

In the next second, Wang Chen's fist smashed heavily onto that hundred-meter divine sword.

Endless light and terrifying sound waves spread out along with a shockwave that seemed to want to destroy everything. Chu Yanran, Zhao Yunhe, and the others who had retreated tens of miles away to watch, even with their Peak eleventh-rank strength, had to exert all their power at this moment to protect themselves.

This was power that had completely exceeded the eleventh rank category. If they didn't treat it seriously, they would at the very least end up with serious injuries.

After they struggled to withstand the shockwave, they saw a scene that left them incredibly shocked.

The hundred-meter divine sword, which the Qingyun Sword Immortal had transformed into by merging his body with the sword, shattered inch by inch under Wang Chen's fist, until in the end, it couldn't maintain its form...

The Yitian Divine Sword fell towards the ground, and the Qingyun Sword Immortal spat blood and flew backward.

"Merging Body with Sword is the Qingyun Sword Immortal's strongest offensive secret technique! He once killed twenty top-tier Demon Gods with a single sword in a war against Demon Calamity Monsters. Now, it was actually shattered by Daoist Wang with one punch?!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yunhe and Murong Tianying widened their eyes, feeling nothing but disbelief in their hearts.

On the side, Chu Yanran stared fixedly at Wang Chen, who was standing proudly in the sky in the distance, her expression ugly to the extreme.

She had wanted to quietly retreat, but her path was blocked by Zhao Yunhe and Murong Tianying, who had reacted instantly.

On the other side, the battle was still continuing.

"You only have this much strength, yet you dare to act tough in front of me?"

Wang Chen looked down at the Qingyun Sword Immortal who had fallen to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust, and asked indifferently.

He hadn't even used his full strength yet, and the Qingyun Sword Immortal was already spitting blood and injured.

This made him feel a sense of absurdity, like using a cannon to shoot a mosquito.

"Damn it! Don't look down on me!"

The pervasive dust was dispersed by the violent Sword Qi, and the Qingyun Sword Immortal roared as he flew into the sky.

At this moment, where was his previous indifferent expression? He was as ferocious as an evil ghost, his cyan Daoist robe tattered and stained with blood.

If it weren't for the powerful Aura radiating from his body, if thrown on the side of the road, he would probably be mistaken for a beggar.