Chapter 677: Chapter 0595: The Cry for Help After Being Attacked
How could he know that the Chiyou Sword was once personally escorted by Ye Qingfeng, and the demon nature and vicious energy within the Chiyou Sword were suppressed by Ye Qingfeng to become extremely restrained. Otherwise, he might not even be able to control the Chiyou Sword at this moment.
The Chiyou Sword has great spirituality, and long ago, it sensed that the strongest master it acknowledged was nearby. Yet, without Ye Qingfeng’s will, it dared not make any abnormal movements and could only allow Shangchuan Duan Shui to control it.
"Ye Jiujie, you are indeed the most devilish in Huaxia, living up to the name!"
Shangchuan Duan Shui raised the Chiyou Sword above his head, his eyes filled with extreme dread.
"Using the Chiyou Demon Blade to unleash sword skills, you could effortlessly block two streaks of Sword Qi, making you the only one among the masters I’ve seen!"
The Chiyou Sword suddenly tilted downwards, slicing one leg of the Xiangxie Divine Platform in two.
"In that case, let me show you the strongest sword skill of my Fourth Heavenly Family!"
As the words fell, Shangchuan Duan Shui leaped into the air, holding the Chiyou Sword with both hands, extending it flat in front of his chest.
Dark red violent energy surged, rendering the Chiyou Sword even darker red and fiery. The entire world was filled with a killing aura. The aura of Shangchuan Duan Shui seemed to merge with the Chiyou Sword, the two becoming one. It surpassed the realm of Heart Sword Unity, reaching the Sword Dao Unity Realm where even grass, wood, bamboo, and stone could become swords.
"Storm·Fierce Wind Breathless Slash!"
Shangchuan Duan Shui shouted thunderously, the Chiyou Sword in his hand drawing an arc, then pointing out a cross in mid-air.
"Splash!"
Two immense streaks of Sword Qi formed a cross and pushed forward.
The storm raged around the Sword Qi. In an instant, hundreds of meters of air were completely drained, the gale breathless, precisely as it should be.
The wind raged violently, lifting the ground brutally. Ye Qingfeng’s clothes fluttered wildly, his flowing hair dancing in the wind, yet his eyes remained calm and steady, like stars in the night sky.
"Humph!"
He stomped with one foot, shattering the ground again, and his hand spread open, his fist glinting with golden light.
"Void Cauldron Immortal Technique, Seventh Move, Silent Annihilation Golden Fist, Supreme Drilling Power!"
Ye Qingfeng did not draw his sword because he felt Shangchuan Duan Shui was unworthy.
A golden fist shadow appeared across the sky, spinning fiercely and slicing through the currents directly.
The golden spinning gyro, with the force of tearing the space, plunged into the storm. Its sharp conical tip perfectly collided with the intersection point of the cross Sword Qi!
"Boom!"
The heavens and earth seemed to collapse in that instant, a desolate yellow spread, sand and gravel flew.
The three of Dragon, Tiger, and Leopard couldn’t help but retreat a hundred meters again, looking aghast at the spiritual power storm ahead.
What kind of power is this? A single move that could shatter the heavens and split the earth, might to the extreme.
"Shangchuan Duan Shui, with your abilities, to say Huaxia has no one, it’s simply laughable!"
In the confrontation, Ye Qingfeng’s eyes suddenly flashed, an air mass erupted from his fist, then he pointed his toes, and his figure shot forward.
Shangchuan Duan Shui’s expression changed drastically. The rotation speed of the golden gyro became increasingly rapid, and the two cross-shaped Sword Qi he sent out actually started to crack.
"Break for me!"
Ye Qingfeng’s figure shot forth, slapping the rear end of the golden gyro.
The golden gyro suddenly surged forward.
"Click!"
A crisp sound spread out, and Shangchuan Duan Shui’s eyes filled with extreme astonishment.
In the next moment, the cross-shaped Sword Qi exploded with a bang, one strong light after another burst out in the void, turning into dots of light in the sky.
The momentum of the golden gyro did not diminish, charging directly towards Shangchuan Duan Shui.
"What?"
Shangchuan Duan Shui was terrified, and in a desperate situation, he suddenly cried out.
"Father, save me!"
In that instant, a blue light emerged from the horizon, then transformed into a blue rainbow, striking the golden gyro with a speed invisible to the naked eye.
"Boom!"
The golden gyro and the blue rainbow collided in one blow, both dissipating. The tremendous impact force blew Shangchuan Duan Shui away, but it allowed him to dodge a fatal strike.
This unexpected turn of events caused the three of Dragon, Tiger, and Leopard to pale suddenly, yet only Ye Qingfeng stood proud in the void, calm and composed.
He curved a corner of his mouth into an interested smile, speaking coldly.
"Finally willing to show yourself?"
Shangchuan Duan Shui was blasted down from the sky by the powerful explosive aura, landing on the Xiangxie Divine Platform.
In the instant of spiritual power detonation, although he used the divine power of the Chiyou Sword to block most of the impact, he was still injured instantly, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Only Ye Qingfeng remained standing in the void, looking not at Shangchuan Duan Shui but at the top of the mountain behind the Xiangxie Divine Platform.
There, a silhouette in a blue robe approached from afar, stepping across the void.
This was an old man with a small tuft of beard, a solemn face, expressionless. But as soon as he appeared, Ye Qingfeng could feel an extremely violent Sword Intent.
It was as if this person was an unmatched sharp blade, and moreover, on this old man, there was an aura very similar to that of Shangchuan Duan Shui.
"Unbeaten War God Ye Jiujie, I’ve heard of you for a long time!"
The old man stepped on wooden clogs, speaking fluent Huayu, his eyes glinting with sharp knife light.
"I thought you would wait to see Shangchuan Duan Shui beheaded by me before showing up!"
Ye Qingfeng stuck one hand in his pocket, grinned, and said.
"Looks like you had already discovered my existence long ago!"
The old man’s previously expressionless face finally showed a slight smile: "I’ve traveled Japan for decades, then secluded for decades. I’ve never seen a young talent as extraordinary as you!"
"Such a young devilish master, excellent!"
He had never praised anyone before, not even his son Shangchuan Duan Shui, had never gotten a word of praise from him, but today, he gave Ye Qingfeng the first praise of his life.
Shangchuan Duan Shui gritted his silver teeth, but his inner reluctance soon turned into deep helplessness.
Although he was saved by the old man, he was indeed defeated by Ye Qingfeng before.
Glancing at Ye Qingfeng standing in the void, his trepidation grew even heavier, never imagining that, even with the combined strength of himself and the Chiyou Sword, utilizing the strong murderous intent contained within the Chiyou Sword, he still was not Ye Qingfeng’s match.
"Though you’ve concealed your aura well, you still haven’t reached the realm of returning to the original state."
Ye Qingfeng said indifferently: "A sharp sword is always a sharp sword, your surging Sword Intent and Sword Force cannot be hidden!"
"Indeed, the Unbeaten War God is the Unbeaten War God. Among the top fifty on the War God List, you were the one I least regarded, but now..."
"I am in admiration!"
He said, slightly bowing to Ye Qingfeng, a gesture of sincere apology that even made Shangchuan Duan Shui’s eyes fixate.
The old man’s action signified acknowledging Ye Qingfeng as an equal on the worldly grandmaster level, fully capable of matching his strength.
Ye Qingfeng had no reaction, remaining calm and composed, while the old man slowly raised his head, his face returned to its previous solemnity.