Xiang Shaoyun arrived beside Mo Xiaoqing and lashed out with the Seven Scorching Sun Claws. Each of his claws contained the might to tear mountains. Yun Flame’s power accompanied his claws as he raked through Mo Xiaoqing’s arm, leaving wounds so deep even his bones were visible. His clothes were also ripped apart, revealing the green inner armor he wore beneath them.
With a miserable wail, Mo Xiaoqing madly stabbed his sword at Xiang Shaoyun. Each stab was aimed at a vital point, with an incomparably powerful force behind it.
As a freak from the local faction, he naturally had powerful tricks up his sleeve. Unfortunately, his opponent was Xiang Shaoyun, someone who had comprehended the profundities of nine powers. Mo Xiaoqing’s attacks couldn’t even harm Xiang Shaoyun in any way.
Six layers of Goldplates appeared around Xiang Shaoyun’s body. Powered by the profundity of gold, his defenses were incredibly tough. Mo Xiaoqing’s sword strikes only created crisp sounds when they struck, leaving no damage behind.
Xiang Shaoyun ignored the sword strikes and responded by directly rushing Mo Xiaoqing. Xiang Shaoyun seemed to morph into an unstoppable barbaric dragon, giving Mo Xiaoqing quite a scare. Even so, Mo Xiaoqing was still an elite disciple, and he would not lose his fighting spirit so easily.
Drunken Windrider Sword!
Mo Xiaoqing’s body started swaying left and right, as though he was drunk. He also danced about as though he had transformed into a gust of wind. He repeatedly stabbed with his sword, sending an unending barrage of sword attacks toward Xiang Shaoyun’s Goldplates, and was finally able to leave some cracks on them.
Joy flickered in his eyes as he aimed his sword straight at Xiang Shaoyun’s face, trying to finish the fight then and there.
Clank!
The sword pierced through the Goldplates and headed toward Xiang Shaoyun’s face. Finally, it pierced through his head as well. Mo Xiaoqing was wild with joy, but then he realized that he had only struck an afterimage. A chill crept up his spine as he inwardly cried, Shit!
Mo Xiaoqing darted backward without any hesitation even as he pushed his defensive barrier to the maximum, bracing for Xiang Shaoyun’s counterattack.
Bang!
A split second before his defensive barrier went up, a dreadful punch struck the back of his head. The strike disoriented him, and his body went blasting forward.
Xiang Shaoyun dashed forward at an incredible speed and thrust his elbow into Mo Xiaoqing’s back, smashing Mo Xiaoqing into the embrace of a Devil Sovereign. Xiang Shaoyun did not stop at that. A sharp energy covered his finger as he sprinted toward Mo Xiaoqing’s back. He then jabbed his finger into the back of Mo Xiaoqing’s head.
“Die!”
Xiang Shaoyun skewered Mo Xiaoqing’s head, and a pillar of blood spewed out. It was obvious Mo Xiaoqing was dead. After all, the brain was the most important part of a human, and the moment it was destroyed, there was basically no chance one would survive.
In any case, a Devil Sovereign puppet was busy ravaging Mo Xiaoqing’s body, eventually tearing it apart. In fact, from an outside perspective, it looked like Xiang Shaoyun had only gotten into a conflict with Mo Xiaoqing while the Devil Sovereign was the one to finish him off.
Xiang Shaoyun took the opportunity to grab Mo Xiaoqing’s storage ring. As an elite disciple from the local faction, he was definitely a wealthy individual. Xiang Shaoyun then rapidly retreated to avoid tangling with the Devil Sovereigns. At this time, Ouyang Chuanqi and Han Chenfei also started nearing him.
“Everyone has gotten something, right? Time to leave,” said Han Chenfei.
There were not many treasures left. Unless they were planning to rob the other disciples, there was no point in staying.
Xiang Shaoyun sneered and said, “No rush. This is the perfect place to carry out certain actions.”
His gaze then landed on Yu Ziyang and Huang Tianji. A fierce battle intent surged out of him. In the battleground, the Overlord Legion had suffered greatly in the hands of the Royal Army and the Flaming Sun. Although the Overlord Legion had struck back, It was not enough. Some grudges still needed to be settled.
Ouyang Chuanqi also had a raging battle intent as he said, “That’s right. This is the best battlefield.” He pointed at Yu Ziyang with his spear and declared, “Yu Ziyang is mine.”
He then dashed toward Yu Ziyang, transforming into a fiery streak.
“Audacious. You come looking for me before I even have the chance to go look for you?” replied Yu Ziyang unyieldingly when he sensed Ouyang Chuanqi’s provocation. With his flaming sword in hand, he faced Ouyang Chuanqi.
Both Ouyang Chuanqi and Yu Ziyang cultivated the power of flame, and both were ninth-stage Dragon Ascension Realm cultivators. Their combat prowess had reached an unimaginable level among Emperors.
As for Xiang Shaoyun, he focused on Huang Tianji and muttered, “I’ll start with you.” He then charged Huang Tianji.
At this moment, Huang Tianji was trying to enter the ninth stage after having absorbed a massive amount of draconic aura. Money was completely suppressed, not allowed to absorb more draconic aura. If it wasn’t for the disturbances by some other people who were similarly trying to absorb the draconic aura, Money would have been gravely injured.
“Haha, time to break through!” Huang Tianji was too engrossed in his body’s rapid growth and momentarily forgot the dangers all around him. He tried to imitate Xiang Shaoyun and attempted to break through then and there.
And right as he was about to break through, he sensed a mighty power rushing toward him. It alarmed him, and his energy circulation was messed up. He forcefully suppressed his impending breakthrough and slammed out a palm.
Bang!
A palm met a fist, creating an intense impact.
The attacker was none other than Xiang Shaoyun.
“Huang Tianji, piss off or die,” said Xiang Shaoyun as he started attacking madly.
This time, he held nothing back. He had just entered the seventh stage, and he needed a proper training session. Huang Tianji was the perfect sparring partner. Using the Lightning Bolt Fist, he unleashed a barrage of destructive punches toward Huang Tianji.
After breaking through, Xiang Shaoyun displayed a completely different strength. Each punch of his was beyond the level of a peak Emperor, comparable with a Sovereign’s. Furthermore, he was astonishingly fast as well. His punches were practically uncatchable. How could one hope to stop him?
