640: Are you satisfied with my speed?

"In that case, I'm relieved."

A smile appeared on Xie Weilou's face.

He looked at the people from Myriad Sword Holy Land: "All those in the Dongxuan Realm can come forward and fight! You can come one by one, or five at a time. Today, This Xie will use the Tianya Sword to wash your heads and assert the might of my Divine Sword."

Myriad Sword Holy Land had five peak Dongxuan Realm cultivators, a considerable lineup, but he was not afraid in the slightest.

When he entered the Extreme Dragon Transformation Realm, he could already fight against early-stage Dongxuan Realm cultivators.

After entering the Divine Court Realm, he could even fight against mid-stage Dongxuan Realm cultivators, and with the Heaven Mending Art, he could contend with late-stage Dongxuan Realm cultivators.

If he used the Demon Hand and the power of the Four Great Xuanxiang, he wouldn't fear even peak Dongxuan Realm cultivators.

If all else failed, he could always conjure an exotic fire nuclear bomb, whose power was not to be underestimated. A peak Dongxuan Realm cultivator facing it would at least lose a layer of skin, if not die.

"..."

The disciples of Lingyuan Grotto-Heaven gazed at Xie Weilou, a hint of curiosity in their hearts.

Many had witnessed last night's battle; Xie Weilou had effortlessly suppressed and killed even early-stage Dongxuan Realm cultivators, displaying monstrous combat power.

Today, he directly challenged the peak Dongxuan Realm cultivators of Myriad Sword Holy Land. Would this battle also unfold like last night's?

Many felt it was unrealistic; a peak Dongxuan Realm cultivator was not comparable to a mere early-stage Dongxuan Realm cultivator.

"Brother Xie..."

Huang Quanxiao looked at Xie Weilou, a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.

Last night, when the Hunyuan Peak Lord blocked their path, Xie Weilou unleashed an even more terrifying and heart-pounding pressure. Facing a peak Dongxuan Realm cultivator today, perhaps he truly could fight.

"This brat is very arrogant. Let me suppress and kill him here."

The peak Dongxuan Realm male from Myriad Sword Holy Land moved, instantly throwing a punch at Xie Weilou.

A gray fist print erupted, carrying the might of annihilation, causing the heavens and earth to tremble, utterly domineering.

"Competing in strength?"

Xie Weilou's smile was chilling. His physical body was comparable to a high-grade Dao artifact; in a pure contest of strength, he feared no one.

"..."

Xie Weilou did not draw his sword; instead, he clenched his fist and met the incoming punch.

The moment he threw his punch, the Heaven Mending Art was activated, his cultivation instantly reaching Divine Court, and the Demon Hand quickly merged. Monstrous demonic energy erupted from him, and his strength surged wildly.

Boom!

The two instantly clashed with a punch, and a series of explosions rang out. The ground continuously detonated, and powerful aftershocks of energy swept in all directions.

Before the man from Myriad Sword Holy Land could react, his arm had already been blasted into a bloody mist. His body flew backward a hundred meters like a cannonball, blood splattering, looking utterly disheveled.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes widened.

"What domineering physical strength."

"This brat only displayed a Divine Court cultivation, yet he could directly blast off the arm of a peak Dongxuan Realm cultivator. Such combat power is truly terrifying; he's a heaven-blessed genius."

"The demonic energy on him is so dense, yet he doesn't seem to be a demon. Could it be that he cultivated a demonic cultivation method?"

The people from Pure Yang Holy Land and Myriad Sword Holy Land stared at Xie Weilou with astonished expressions.

To blast off the arm of a peak Dongxuan Realm cultivator with a Divine Court cultivation—such a leap in power and such combat prowess indeed left people in shock.

Even looking across the Holy Lands, such a heaven-defying young man was rarely found.

"Not bad!"

Cave Master Lingyuan stroked his beard, a wide smile appearing on his face.

Such a favored son of heaven, if properly nurtured, would surely have boundless prospects.

"..."

The faces of the several people from Myriad Sword Holy Land, however, were extremely grim.

This brat's combat power was far more terrifying than they had imagined. No wonder he dared to step forward at such a moment; he clearly had something to rely on.

After the peak Dongxuan Realm man stabilized his body, he expressionlessly glanced at his empty shoulder, but a tempestuous shock raged in his heart.

Having advanced to the peak Dongxuan Realm many years ago, he had forged his physical body to the extent of a low-grade Dao artifact.

He hadn't expected that in a mere clash, he would not be Xie Weilou's opponent. It seemed the other party's physical strength was even more terrifying than his.

A Divine Court Realm cultivator who could temper his physical body to such a terrifying degree was indeed alarming.

However, this alone wouldn't suppress him.

The man stared coldly at Xie Weilou: "Your physical body is decent, and your strength is barely acceptable, but alas, that's all! How can the chasm of realms be so easily crossed?"

With that, a mysterious aura emanated from him, and his missing arm reappeared.

In his view, this person's physical body was extremely strong and should not be met head-on. However, as a Dongxuan Realm cultivator, he possessed countless methods. How could a mere Divine Court Realm cultivator withstand them?

He extended his hand, and an ancient black longsword appeared in it. This sword was also a Dao artifact. He pointed his sword at Xie Weilou: "You are a dead man. Remember my name, I am Teng Yuan!"

Xie Weilou said expressionlessly: "Don't tell me your name is Teng Yuan. Even if you were called Teng Huayuan, you would still die today."

"You're asking for death!"

Teng Yuan took a step, his body like lightning, instantly appearing before Xie Weilou.

Swift!

The longsword vibrated, splitting heaven and earth, accompanied by a whooshing sound, and slashed at Xie Weilou's neck.

As a peak Dongxuan Realm cultivator, his speed was naturally very fast, especially as a sword cultivator. His swift sword techniques could sweep everything away, dominating the world.

This brat, a mere Divine Court Realm cultivator, had an extraordinary physical body and domineering strength, but he refused to believe that his speed could also be so fast.

With extreme speed, the sword struck out. Even if the opponent's physical body was formidable, he could still cleave off his head with one strike.

"..."

Xie Weilou calmly watched Teng Yuan's incoming sword. To outsiders, this sword was indeed very fast, but in his eyes, it wasn't as fast as imagined.

In terms of physical body, he feared no one.

In terms of speed, he had Shadow Kill, Heavenly Killing Art, profound Dao techniques, and demonic wings; he also feared no one.

Just as Teng Yuan's longsword struck, Xie Weilou vanished from his original spot.

Boom!

Teng Yuan's sword struck empty air. His pupils constricted; the opponent could actually dodge it?

Before he could deliver a second sword strike, Xie Weilou suddenly appeared beside him, raising his hand and delivering a massive slap.

Slap!

A crisp sound echoed through heaven and earth. Teng Yuan's body flew backward, crashing into a mountain peak and shattering it.

His face was a bloody mess, and his head had countless dense cracks. Blood flowed from his seven orifices, making him look incredibly miserable.

Xie Weilou took a step, like lightning, instantly appearing before Teng Yuan. He said indifferently: "Are you satisfied with my speed?"

After speaking, he once again swung his fist. His fist was covered in the power of lightning, and he unleashed a punch towards Teng Yuan's chest.

"Not good."

Teng Yuan's face changed. He had no time to dodge, and a set of golden armor immediately appeared on his body. This armor was a mid-grade Dao artifact, and its defensive power was not bad.

Bang!

Xie Weilou's fist struck the armor, which was directly blasted apart. The fist print tore through, piercing Teng Yuan's chest and pulverizing the mountain behind him.

Thick smoke rose, and Teng Yuan's body flew backward into the smoke, blood splattering...