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180: Chapter 180 Battle against Liu Yulang

Upon hearing this, Sect Master Lin Batian's expression instantly twisted, and veins bulged on his forehead.

His fists clenched with a cracking sound, and his fierce eyes burned with raging fury and deep resentment, yet he had no way to retort.

Because what Sect Master Xuanyangzi said was an absolute fact!

That old thing Sect Master Xuanyangzi was simply rubbing salt into his wounds and stabbing him in the chest!

"Humph!"

Sect Master Lin Batian squeezed a cold snort from between his teeth, turned his head away, and said no more.

However, his complexion, which was so gloomy it was almost dripping water, and the terrifying murderous intent uncontrollably emanating from his body made the temperature in the VIP seating drop by a few degrees.

Sect Master Shen Miaoyi and Sect Master Zhao Wuyang exchanged glances, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

They knew Sect Master Lin Batian too well; if this brute had been wronged, he would have jumped up and cursed long ago.

Now that he remained silent, it was undoubtedly tacit admission of the matter.

"It seems that Baili Yunche truly has some tricks up his sleeve..."

Sect Master Shen Miaoyi muttered to herself, a brilliant light flashing across her beautiful eyes, and cast her gaze back towards the Number Three Arena, her heart holding a bit more anticipation.

Sect Master Zhao Wuyang also stroked his bristly beard and grinned broadly, "Interesting, truly interesting. Sect Master Xuanyangzi, you old fox, you actually hid such a good sapling."

Sect Master Xuanyangzi stroked his beard and smiled with a glowing face, feeling that he had never been this exhilarated in decades.

When he saw Sect Master Lin Batian's expression, which was as gloomy as ink, he could not describe how deeply gratifying it was!

"Humph, he is merely possessing a bit of talent!"

Sect Master Lin Batian finally could not help it and spoke coldly,

"If he encounters my beloved disciple Liang Hong later, the outcome is still uncertain!"

"Liang Hong is at the Third Layer of Nascent Soul, and he controls a Second Layer Nascent Soul Spirit Beast. Even a Fourth Layer Nascent Soul Cultivator would give him a wide berth."

"A mere Ninth Layer of Golden Core who fluke-killed a careless and arrogant trash wants to turn things upside down? In your dreams!"

On the Number Three Arena.

Seeing that Baili Yunche dared to look down on him so much, Liu Yulang's expression instantly turned gloomy.

He let out a cold snort, his right hand pressed together like a sword, and a crisp sword hum resounded across the arena.

"Since you are courting death, I will grant your wish!"

"Take this move!"

Liu Yulang abruptly drew his sword.

That was a crimson longsword with a body about three fingers wide and three feet six inches long. Intricate flame runes were engraved on the sword spine, radiating a scorching Aura.

This sword was named Chixiao, a fourth-tier High Grade Magic Treasure passed down through generations of the Liu Family.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the spiritual energy around Liu Yulang violently erupted.

The Aura of the First Layer of Nascent Soul was released without reservation, and an invisible pressure spread outward with him at the center, pressing the defensive barrier at the edge of the arena into ripples.

"Xuangang Splitting Heaven Sword Technique—Blazing Flames Consuming the City!"

Liu Yulang roared angrily, and the Chixiao sword in his hand slashed out fiercely.

In an instant, the sky-filling Sword Qi transformed into a crimson sea of fire. Within the sea of fire, nine giant sword shadows resembling nine fire dragons roared as they swept towards Baili Yunche.

Every single sword shadow contained terrifying might sufficient to tear mountains apart, and with all nine swords coming out together, they completely sealed off all of Baili Yunche's paths of retreat.

Earth Rank Low Grade sword technique, Xuangang Splitting Heaven Sword Technique!

This was the fundamental Legacy upon which the Liu Family had established themselves in the Cangxuan Empire for hundreds of years. Cultivated to the extreme, it could split the heavens and shatter the earth, incinerating the eight desolate realms.

Although Liu Yulang had only cultivated it to Minor Achievement, when executed with the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Stage, its momentum was already astonishing.

The spectators outside the arena changed their expressions one after another. Those Golden Core Stage Cultivators only felt a wave of heat rushing towards them, and even with the obstruction of the Formation barrier, they still felt it difficult to breathe.

"So strong! Is this the power of the Nascent Soul Stage?"

"Nine sword shadows, every single one is enough to instantly kill the Peak of Golden Core! That Baili Yunche is finished!"

However, facing this overwhelming and terrifying offensive, Baili Yunche merely lifted his eyelids slightly.

"Too slow."

Before his voice faded, Baili Yunche lightly raised his right hand, and the blazing fire sword appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The sword body was crimson like blood, wreathed in flames, emitting a scorching and sharp Aura.

He flicked his wrist slightly, and the spiritual energy around him slowly rose, exuding a spine-chilling sharpness.

"Setting Sun Like Blood."

Baili Yunche gave a light shout, his figure slightly turning to the side, and he slashed out with a sword.

This sword strike seemed effortless and completely unflashy.

The trajectory cut by the sword body resembled the setting sun sinking in the west, carrying a tragic yet resolute charm.

However, the moment the sword edge was slashed out, a crimson Sword Qi only about a zhang long suddenly erupted!

That Sword Qi was condensed to the extreme, resembling a compressed setting sun.

"Boom!"

The crimson Sword Qi fiercely collided with those nine fire dragon sword shadows!

Those nine fire dragon sword shadows, which looked overwhelmingly powerful, instantly disintegrated and melted the moment they came into contact with the Setting Sun Like Blood Sword Qi!

The Sword Qi was like a bamboo being split open, tearing through the sea of fire and slashing towards Liu Yulang with unabated momentum!

"What?!"

Liu Yulang's pupils abruptly contracted, the contempt and arrogance on his face instantly freezing, replaced by endless panic and disbelief.

He wanted to change his move and dodge, but he found that the speed of that Sword Qi was extreme to the limit, as if it had crossed the distance of space, arriving right in front of him in an instant!

"Puff!"

The Sword Qi broke through his protective spiritual shield like tearing a piece of thin paper.

Liu Yulang hastily blocked horizontally with his sword. The Chixiao sword collided with the Setting Sun Like Blood Sword Qi, producing a harsh clanging sound of metal.

"Clang!"

Liu Yulang only felt an irresistible, colossal force transmitted from the sword body, numbing his arms, cracking the webbing between his thumb and index finger, and sending blood splashing.

His figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string, coughing up three mouthfuls of fresh blood in mid-air, heavily slamming against the defensive barrier at the edge of the arena, and then bouncing down to the ground.

He knelt on one knee, supporting his body with his sword, his complexion as pale as paper, his chest heaving violently as he almost fell off the arena!

"What? Liu Yulang was actually repelled by that brat with a single sword strike!"

"Impossible! That is a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator! How could he be forced back by a Golden Core Stage Cultivator with a single sword strike?"

"That sword strike... what sword technique was that sword technique? It could actually break through an Earth Rank sword technique?"

The entire audience was in an uproar. Tens of thousands of spectators stood up simultaneously, staring dumbfounded at the dark cyan figure standing with a sword on the arena, as if they were looking at some kind of monster.

Liu Yulang slowly raised his head, a wisp of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with unwillingness and madness.

"Impossible!"

He roared hoarsely, his voice trembling due to shock,

"I am a Nascent Soul Cultivator, how could I lose to a Golden Core ant like you?!"

He simply could not endure that a Ninth Layer of Golden Core had actually repelled him, a First Layer of Nascent Soul Prodigy, with a single sword strike.

This was simply even more agonizing than killing him!

"Come again!"

Liu Yulang roared angrily, forcibly suppressing the churning blood and Qi inside his body, and the spiritual energy around him surged crazily once more.

He gripped the sword with both hands, the flame runes on the sword body lighting up one by one, executing the lethal move of the Xuangang Splitting Heaven Sword Technique once again.

"Since you like courting death so much, I will grant your wish."

Baili Yunche smiled calmly, a trace of impatience flashing through his eyes.

He originally did not want to kill, but since the other party persisted in their obsession, he could not be blamed.

Since everyone felt that his reputation surpassed his strength, this time, let people properly witness the true strength of Baili Yunche!

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