Chapter 676: Chapter 0594: Trash, Always Trash
"Clang!"
The Blade Edge Slash sliced through the sky, shredding the clouds, and then fiercely struck down, right in the middle of the Fist Seal.
"Boom!"
The ground was instantly bombarded by the violent power, caving in, revealing a massive crater hundreds of feet wide. The blade and the fist shadow showed no sign of backing down, countless waves of energy exploded in the void, making it feel as if the space itself was rippling slightly.
"Your strength, compared to the Blood Demon Ancestor, is probably even stronger by a few degrees!"
Ye Qingfeng said indifferently, based on the strength Shangchuan Duan Shui was displaying at the moment, indeed capable of rivaling the Blood Demon Ancestor.
"However, with just this level of skill, you cannot stop me!"
Ye Qingfeng grinned, pulling back his right fist and launching his left fist forward.
Another golden fist shadow soared through the sky, the rear fist pushing the front fist, both fists overlapping, sweeping forward like a mountain torrent.
Shangchuan Duan Shui couldn’t withstand such immense power, his Spiritual Power on both hands retracted, and his sharp blade abruptly contracted.
He performed a sideways flip and dodge, evading the rampant fist power, then slashed out with a single hand.
As he was about to draw his sword, a chill spread through his body.
He turned his head abruptly, only to find Ye Qingfeng already behind him at some point, an imprint of a foot quickly enlarging in his line of sight.
In terror, he withdrew, crossing his arms in front of his chest as Ye Qingfeng’s foot had already landed on his arms.
Shangchuan Duan Shui groaned sullenly, his body plummeted from the sky like a cannonball, crashing heavily onto the Xiangxie Divine Platform, collapsing it.
Raising his head, Shangchuan Duan Shui’s eyes were filled with horror, while Ye Qingfeng hovered arrogantly in the void, looking down indifferently at him.
The three of Leopard, Tiger, and Panther were struck with fear, as Shangchuan Duan Shui, known as the First Ninja of Japan, whose strength was indisputable, was completely outmatched in his confrontation with Ye Qingfeng.
The Invincible War God, indeed overwhelmingly formidable!
"The Invincible War God Ye Jiujie, truly lives up to the name!"
Shangchuan Duan Shui softly voiced, carrying a hint of admiration.
"If it were before, I indeed wouldn’t be your match!"
"But now, you definitely can’t defeat me!"
As his voice fell, he stomped down his foot, and the Chiyou Sword shot out from the earth leaves beside him, drawn into his hand.
In an instant, an air of arrogant brutality surged outward, Shangchuan Duan Shui’s expression became extremely frenzied, Slaughter Aura spreading out, changing the color of heaven and earth.
"Swish!"
Shangchuan Duan Shui’s hair was whipped by Spiritual Power, wildly disheveled, as two red lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, wickedly sinister, with a red glow in his eyes.
The Chiyou Sword in his hand radiated a deep red glow, strands of dark red lines extending from its body, like a tangible spider web weaving through the air.
"Ye Jiujie, with the Chiyou Demon Blade in hand, you can’t defeat me!"
"Today, I will ensure that you, this Invincible War God, suffer a complete defeat in my Japan!"
Shangchuan Duan Shui laughed maniacally, his laughter echoing through the sky, with half the sky around his location being consumed by the dark red color.
Faced with this raging Slaughter Aura, Ye Qingfeng’s expression remained unchanged, his fist tightening, a crisp "crack" sound ringing out.
The seven major families retreated entirely, with Miyazaki Ryosuke having already hidden far away.
The battle at the Peak War King Level was not something they could interfere with in any way.
Seeing Shangchuan Duan Shui’s unmatched might at this moment, a frenzy of joyful anticipation surged through his heart.
"Lord Duan Shui, kill, kill this Chinese person for me!"
At this moment, this was his only thought, to have Shangchuan Duan Shui avenge his son Miyazaki Keiji.
Shangchuan Duan Shui gently wielded the Chiyou Sword, sweeping the fierce Sword Qi toward the divine platform, shattering the earth leaves effortlessly like cutting through vegetables and melons.
"Let’s start with you three!"
His gaze shifted, falling directly on the three of Leopard, Tiger, and Panther.
The three shivered at heart, simultaneously retreating backward explosively, but Shangchuan Duan Shui had already swung his sword once more.
"Clang!"
The Sword Qi sliced through the air, a colossal crescent-shaped Sword Qi hundreds of feet across swept toward the three, its speed faster than theirs.
"Ah!"
The three were horrified, the Sword Qi sharp, ruthless, and fierce, likely able to shred even a Primary Battle King Peak expert to pieces.
Tiger, being a Body Refining expert, felt every hair on his body stand up when the Sword Qi approached, danger seeping through every pore.
At such a level of Sword Qi, if he brushed against it at all, his tendons and bones would undoubtedly shatter, his skin burst open, perhaps even getting sliced in two would not be too far-fetched.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, the sound of someone cutting through the air emerged again, a slim figure swept overhead, pushing forward with both fists.
"Clang!"
Sound of metal colliding echoed as a violent burst of Spiritual Power erupted, pushing the three of Leopard, Tiger, and Panther dozens of feet away.
"If you don’t want to die, retreat a bit further!"
Ye Qingfeng spoke indifferently, surprisingly using his iron fists to withstand the unmatched Sword Qi, sparks flying where they clashed, rings of Spiritual Power ripples expanding outwards, causing the ground to shatter.
"Ye Jiujie, let’s see how many times you can block!"
Shangchuan Duan Shui once again laughed wildly, in a flash, he appeared above Ye Qingfeng.
"Slash!"
He let out a low shout as the Chiyou Sword slashed down from the air, dark red Sword Qi rushing forward ferociously.
"Hmph!"
Ye Qingfeng’s gaze focused slightly, his left hand shifting aside, turning a fist into a palm.
"Snap!"
A crisp sound rang out, Shangchuan Duan Shui’s eyes fixed tightly.
Ye Qingfeng had actually grasped the edge of the Sword Qi with five fingers, holding two crossing streaks of Sword Qi in his hands.
Pushed and pressed by the Sword Qi, his feet sank half a foot into the ground, yet his expression remained unchanged, a confident and unmatched smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
In the next moment, a rumbling shout shook the heavens.
"Rise for me!"
Ye Qingfeng stomped his foot, suddenly exerting force, causing the entire ground to tremble violently. The ground beneath his feet directly sank, the surface of the land behind him crumbling entirely.
As he lifted both hands toward the sky, the two robust Sword Qi streaks shot upwards simultaneously due to his push.
Shangchuan Duan Shui’s pupils contracted sharply, quickly using the Ninja Shadow Clone technique, creating countless illusions to land back on the platform, narrowly evading the two sharp Sword Qi streaks.
The Sword Qi pierced through the clouds, shooting skyward, and then the dark red light mass exploded, waves of terrifying Spiritual Power splitting the sky into pieces.
"Even with the Chiyou Sword in hand, you’re not much!"
Ye Qingfeng lightly shook his finger: "Waste, remains waste, regardless of whether you have a Divine Weapon, the outcome remains the same!"
The three of Leopard, Tiger, and Panther watched with their hearts in their throats, for Shangchuan Duan Shui’s own fighting strength was already exceedingly formidable, and now with the Chiyou Sword in hand, his momentum was earth-splitting, indescribable.
But even as he launched Sword Qi repeatedly, Ye Qingfeng had actually deflected the menacing streaks of Sword Qi with his bare hands into the air, making them collide and explode. Such methods were truly terrifying.
"How can this guy be so strong?"
Shangchuan Duan Shui’s eyes narrowed slightly, the Chiyou Sword in his hand trembled lightly, he could clearly feel the Chiyou Sword emanating an instinctive fear at this moment, as if there was something frightening around.