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Chapter 422 - 250 Arrogant

Chapter 422: 250 Arrogant

Above the endless yellow sands, an intense and chilling aura of solemnity surged.

Fang Tingliang’s face was tense, daring not to be the slightest bit careless.

"Breaking Waves!"

With a flick of his wrist, akin to a fisherman spinning an oar, the blade instantly stirred up a thousand layers of waves, magnificent and imposing.

Dong Xuerang’s eyes were sharp like an eagle’s, filled with confidence and authority.

The Great Freedom Sword Technique had no fixed moves, following the heart’s desire.

However, where the blade swept past, Sword Qi crisscrossed, unmatched and unstoppable, overwhelmingly powerful.

The Sword Qi around his sword swirled like a thick cylinder, sweeping across the sky.

His movement was exceedingly agile, moving swiftly and freely like a breeze, unbounded.

With a loud bang!

In an instant, the towering waves were overturned, and the thousands of layers became chaotically entwined.

"So strong!"

Fang Tingliang’s breathing stalled, his facial expression instantly turning extremely stern.

His blade clearly became sluggish, its light flickering uncertainly, as if the sword in his hand weighed a thousand catties, hard to wield.

After just a dozen or so exchanges, Dong Xuerang gradually gained the upper hand, forming a suppressing force.

It was clear to anyone that Dong Xuerang’s Great Freedom Sword Qi was more profound and imposing, with a fearless will, advancing boldly and unbridled.

Zhixing stood with his hands behind his back, watching intently, quickly realizing why Dong Xuerang was stronger.

To be precise, it wasn’t that Dong Xuerang was stronger, but that the Great Freedom Sword Technique was far superior to Breaking Waves.

"The Great Freedom Sword Technique, similar to the Blood-Drinking Demon Sword, first liberates the mind, touching the most mysterious spiritual domain."

Dong Xuerang’s head had undergone Demon Transformation, akin to having grown a brain, thereby mastering powerful Sword Intent.

Just like the "Killing Intent Shock" of the Blood-Drinking Demon Sword, without making a move, just by standing there, one could gradually crush the enemy’s psyche.

However, Breaking Waves lacks the aspect of liberating the mind.

Thus, Fang Tingliang had not grasped the subtleties of Sword Intent, his spirit being continuously eroded by the powerful Sword Intent, exhausting!

As soon as one feels mentally exhausted, they naturally become listless, and their actions also become sluggish.

Fang Tingliang struggled to move, retreating step by step.

His complexion grew increasingly grim, he breathed heavily like an ox, with a look of retreat emerging in his eyes.

But in the next moment!

Suddenly, a powerful Sword Intent surged like a tide, enveloping the two combatants.

Fang Tingliang only felt a lightness in his body, the Sword Intent imposed on him was suddenly dispersed by another powerful will.

At the same time, Dong Xuerang frowned, his movements abruptly slowed, and with a slightly shocked tilt of his head, he looked towards the outside of the arena.

Beside You Buchou was a handsome young man, who appeared to be younger than thirty.

This person stood tall and straight like a pine, with a cold smile, his body swirling with Sword Qi, unrivaled.

An invisible Sword Intent emanated from him, directly locking onto Dong Xuerang.

Fan Zhenglun, upon seeing this, shouted angrily, "Do all of you from the Fenghai Sect have no shame? Daring to blatantly interfere with the competition right under my nose?"

You Buchou laughed heartily, "You allow the Six Void Sect to fight in rounds, but you won’t allow the Fenghai Sect to cheer for our own?"

He turned to General Lu Xuanxi, bowing, "General, you be the judge. My eldest disciple, He Yixian, while outside the arena, merely released a bit of Sword Intent, merely wanting to boost Fang Tingliang’s morale. Is that also breaking the rules of Jianghu?"

"He Yixian?"

Lu Xuanxi’s mouth twisted, his gaze landing on the handsome young man, nodding and saying, "This must be the one reputed to be a once-in-a-century Sword Dao prodigy, Sect Leader You’s top disciple, right?"

He Yixian, looking proud, said with a smile, "General, you flatter me too much. In your presence, my little accomplishment in the Dao is not worth mentioning."

Lu Xuanxi, greatly pleased by the compliment, laughed handsomely, "Well, I thought since He Yixian has practiced for a shorter time, and Elder Dong’s Sword might is strong and astonishing, he wouldn’t mind such a trivial amount of Sword Intent."

Upon hearing this, Dong Xuerang stifled with indignation, his anger clear, fingers around his sword cracking.

Fan Zhenglun’s expression also darkened, his long sword trembling, ready to strike.

Just at this moment, another terrifying thought abruptly pervaded the atmosphere.

It was a pure Killing Intent, suddenly spreading to everyone, daunting their hearts.

Everyone present felt an intense chill engulf them, as if they had plunged into an ice cellar, instantly goosebumps all over, hairs standing on end.

Those below the Nine Ox Realm immediately stiffened, unable to move, each sweating coldly.

He Yixian was momentarily stunned, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, his gaze falling on a young man.

Zhixing’s face showed no expression, the strong Killing Intent radiating outwards, focusing everyone’s attention.

His Killing Intent wasn’t directed at anyone specific, but at everyone present, inclusively.

In an instant, He Yixian’s Sword Intent was twisted, suppressed, like a dilapidated bridge facing the flood of the century, collapsing noisily.

He Yixian was shocked to the core, stumbling a bit, his face quickly turning pale.

You Buchou was also greatly surprised, his eyes intently staring at Zhixing, his brows deeply furrowed.

He had long since grasped the handful of masters within the Six Void Palace.

But this unfamiliar young man, he didn’t recognize at all, not knowing where he had sprung from.

Lu Xuanxi looked deeply at Zhixing, also perplexed for a moment.

The terrifying Killing Intent, after crushing He Yixian’s Sword Intent, immediately dissipated, stopping at just the right point.