Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert
Chapter 1161 - 1159: Battle with Ximen Jianchen

Chapter 1161: Chapter 1159: Battle with Ximen Jianchen

"Ximen Jianchen!"

Ximen Jianchen enunciated every word.

"So you are Ximen Jianchen!"

Xiao Yifeng’s pupils constricted, his gaze fixed on Ximen Jianchen, as he instantly understood why the latter’s eyes harbored killing intent and hatred towards him.

"Xiao Yifeng, I’ve waited for this day for a long time. You didn’t disappoint me; you actually dared to come to the Martial Path Tournament."

Ximen Jianchen looked at Xiao Yifeng and coldly spoke.

"What’s there for me not to dare? If my master could extinguish your clan back in the day, I can just as easily trample you beneath my feet!"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Ximen Jianchen with disdain.

"Arrogant boy, today I will let you witness the might of the Ximen Clan!"

Killing intent surged in Ximen Jianchen’s eyes.

"Come on!"

Xiao Yifeng, unafraid, stepped onto the platform alongside Ximen Jianchen.

Watching the two ascend to the platform, in the distance, the Clan Leader of the Situ Clan, Situ Hong, was observing them with a flickering gaze.

Atop the platform, Xiao Yifeng and Ximen Jianchen locked eyes, their gazes intertwining like invisible sparks in the air.

The atmosphere around them seemed to freeze, suggesting the brewing of a storm. An intangible aura exuded from each of them, vying for dominance.

Ximen Jianchen slowly took down the object he had been carrying on his back, unraveling the black cloth covering it to reveal a sword—a sword engraved with the characters "Ximen."

With a wave of his hand, Ximen Jianchen gently caressed the sword, eyes filled with nostalgia and memory, and also a deep-seated hatred.

"This sword was left to me by my father. Today, I will use it to avenge the hundreds of my Ximen Clan. Although I can’t kill the enemy who annihilated my clan now..."

"...but today, I will use you, the descendant of my enemy, to pay respects to the fallen souls of the Ximen Clan. Today, I will completely eradicate you with this sword."

As Ximen Jianchen spoke, he unsheathed his longsword with a swift motion, unleashing a burst of sharp brilliance that shot out from the blade, conveying an intimidating murderous intent.

Clang!

As the longsword was fully drawn, a piercing metallic ring echoed; a sword qi burst forth from the blade, slicing a deep crack into the specially-made material of the platform, showcasing the extraordinary nature of the sword.

"The sword in that guy’s hands is a Superior Grade Precious Artifact!"

Long Qian stated.

"Superior Grade Precious Artifact! Truly befitting a Hidden World Clan, even having Superior Grade Precious Artifacts!"

Sparkles of excitement lit up in Xiao Yifeng’s eyes.

"Isn’t that the very sword Ximen used to carry? Could he be Ximen Jianchen?"

Dongfang Teng, the Clan Leader of the Eastern Clan, spoke while looking at the sword in Ximen Jianchen’s hands, a trace of surprise flickering across his face.

"Father, are you saying he is that missing Young Clan Leader of the Ximen Clan, Ximen Jianchen?"

Dongfang Han’s gaze settled on Ximen Jianchen.

"Very likely. That sword belongs to Ximen Qinglin, the Clan Leader of the Ximen Clan. Now that it’s in his hands, he must be Ximen Jianchen. I didn’t expect there to be survivors of the Ximen Clan."

Dongfang Teng spoke indifferently.

At this moment, the individuals from the other Hidden World Clans all fixed their eyes on Ximen Jianchen, recognizing the sword, and also speculating the identity of Ximen Jianchen.

"Ximen Jianchen!"

Yan Haotian’s gaze locked onto Ximen Jianchen, his eyes flickering with light.

With a Superior Grade Treasure Sword in hand, an invisible Sword Intent pervaded from Ximen Jianchen’s body. His eyes were filled with intense hatred and murderous intent, his terrifying aura influencing the surrounding void, as his momentum reached its peak.

"Die!"

Ximen Jianchen shouted abruptly, swinging his sword like a bolt of lightning, slashing towards Xiao Yifeng.

Whoosh!

This sword was as swift as a meteor, its speed reaching the extreme. Before anyone could see what was happening, the sword’s edge had already reached Xiao Yifeng, seemingly about to annihilate him in one strike.

The Ximen Clan was best known for their swift swordsmanship, their swords striking as fast as strong winds, often decapitating their opponents before they could even see the attack.

As the Young Clan Leader of the Ximen Clan, Ximen Jianchen possessed exceptional talent. Harboring heart-deep hatred, his motivation for cultivation was immense, mastering the swift sword technique as fluid as clouds and flowing water.

With one strike, even the experts of the Celestial Beings Realm would struggle to discern the trajectory of his blade, often meeting their end by his hand.

However, Xiao Yifeng’s eyes gleamed, as he could clearly see the trajectory of his opponent’s sword, all thanks to his ability to see through illusions.

Moreover, for some reason, while the sword appeared meteor-fast to others, it seemed much slower to him—whether this was an illusion on Xiao Yifeng’s part was unknown.

Swish!

Xiao Yifeng executed the Jiuxing Zhuiyue move, his figure flickering, narrowly evading the attack.

"You actually evaded my sword; indeed, you have some skill, worthy of being his disciple!"

Ximen Jianchen watched Xiao Yifeng and coldly spat out, his eyes flashing with a chilly light.

"Your sword was as slow as an old grandma crossing the street!"

Xiao Yifeng laughed lightly.

"Hmph, the real show is just getting started!"

Ximen Jianchen let out a cold shout, his body flickered as he flicked his wrist, swinging his Superior Grade precious sword over and over again, sending sword Qi bursting towards Xiao Yifeng.

With Ximen Jianchen’s strength, coupled with a Superior Grade precious artifact, the sword Qi released was powerful enough to easily kill any initial stage Celestial Beings Realm expert, and even those in the middle stage would struggle to withstand it.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Sword Qi, sharp and forceful, shot towards Xiao Yifeng like a meteor shower. Each strand contained a terrifying force, enough to rend the void, annihilating all surrounding air currents.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Facing Ximen Jianchen’s series of attacks, Xiao Yifeng was fearless, not even drawing the Minghong Blade, waving his fists instead to shatter those fierce and dreadful strands of sword Qi.

The sword Qi, capable of annihilating Celestial Beings, was obliterated by Xiao Yifeng’s bare fists, which remained unharmed, showcasing the might of his physical strength.

Those Sect Leaders and several leaders from the Hidden World Clans watching were filled with surprise in their eyes, clearly not expecting Xiao Yifeng’s physical power to be so formidable.

"Sword like the Breezy Wind!"

——Hiss——

Seeing Xiao Yifeng shattering all the sword Qi, Ximen Jianchen let out a fierce cry, unleashing a sword technique from the Ximen Clan, his treasure sword flickering with light.

All his Sword Intent converged, releasing a horrifying Sword Intent with a thrust towards Xiao Yifeng, its speed like a quick breeze that left not even a trace of an afterimage.

The martial artists spectating only saw Ximen Jianchen draw his sword, then the sword disappeared, its strike too fast to see.