Chapter 777: Chapter 776 Giant Sword Domain
When Wang Changchun’s Divine Thought detected four people hundreds of meters away in the dense forest, he first paused, then was ecstatic.
He actually knew all four of them.
Although he was puzzled as to why the individual from the Duanmu Family would be with the other three, the appearance of the other three made him overjoyed.
Yang Fei, the direct disciple of Huang Chengcheng, and also Qin Yanyang’s husband.
Wang Lei, the rejected outcast from the Langya Wang Family ten years ago, but actually, after being cast out, although there were a few other talents in the younger generation of the Langya Wang Family, none could compare with this youngster named Wang Lei; the Wang family certainly valued him highly.
As for Helian Rong, there’s even less need to mention her, the only beloved daughter of Helian Zhan and also the close disciple of Ouyang He, with an extremely special status.
Indeed, heaven never seals off all the exits.
To have stumbled upon these youngsters.
Capturing these youngsters, worrying about turning the tables another day won’t be necessary.
With these three young ones as hostages, the Qingtian Sect, the Poison Sect, and the Wang Family would all have to hold back, not daring to push too hard against him.
"Brother Wang, what’s wrong?"
Although it was just a moment’s distraction, it was still captured by Zhuge Cang beside him, whose heart chilled as he asked Wang Changchun.
Wang Changchun chuckled lightly and said, "Brother Zhuge, we no longer need to run."
Zhuge Cang’s heart stirred, forcibly condensed a Divine Thought and probed ahead, and soon detected Yang Fei and the others, he too paused, then his face drastically changed, and he transmitted his voice, "Run!"
As he spoke, he grabbed Wang Changchun and turned in another direction.
Wang Changchun didn’t move but held Zhuge Cang and said, "Why run? With these youngsters as hostages, Wang Chunyang, Ouyang He, and Helian Zhan will all have to bow down to us, leaving here is certain, but we must take these youngsters with us."
Zhuge Cang, thinking of the several confrontations with Yang Fei and still feeling the lingering fear, immediately urged upon realizing that Yang Fei had also detected their presence, "Let’s hurry, these youngsters aren’t easy to deal with."
Wang Changchun was speechless, looking at Zhuge Cang with some disdain.
Were you frightened out of your wits by Helian Zhan’s sword that you’re even afraid of a few youngsters?
Wang Changchun had personally witnessed Yang Fei’s strength several months ago and immediately said, "Brother Zhuge rest assured, I alone can suppress these youngsters. Just help me secure the formation so they don’t escape."
Zhuge Cang, unable to escape because Wang Changchun was holding him and with Yang Fei rapidly approaching, panicked, not caring about saving face anymore, and hurriedly said, "That young man Yang Fei has formidable fighting power, we have serious injuries now, and are no match for him, run, I have been defeated by him before!"
Wang Changchun was flabbergasted, looking at Zhuge Cang in disbelief.
Seeing him like this, Zhuge Cang was so anxious he almost burst into curses, pulling away from Wang Changchun’s hand and darted aside, "Hurry up!"
"No more running!"
A cold snort entered their ears.
Just then, a figure flashed in the woods, Yang Fei shot out like a cannonball, extremely fast.
Wang Changchun’s pupils shrank slightly, indeed feeling that Yang Fei’s speed and fierce momentum seemed much stronger than before, but deep in his heart he still didn’t believe the other party could contend with him, without a moment’s hesitation, he grabbed the giant sword on his back and struck down toward Yang Fei.
The hurricane howled, the dense forest’s lush branches arranged themselves aside, clearing a huge gap that spread at a breathtaking speed toward where Yang Fei was rushing from.
The speeds of the two combined rapidly came into contact.
Facing the incoming giant sword, Yang Fei felt the torrential True Yuan surging within him; madly choosing not to dodge, he swung the Fusang Wood hard against the giant sword.
"Bang!"
The violent overpowering True Qi, like a dam bursting river, followed the channels of Yang Fei’s Martial Meridian, transferred to the Fusang Wood, and fiercely impacted the giant sword held by Wang Chunyang.
Yang Fei was sent flying.
But at the same time, the blood flew from the tiger’s mouth that Wang Changchun was holding the giant sword from, actually burst open by the violent True Qi attached to the giant sword.
Wang Changchun’s expression drastically changed, his heart startled, his mind full of stars.
How could this be?
Impossible!
How could this young man’s strength be so formidable?
When that youngster swung a dark piece of wood at his giant sword, Wang Changchun even felt a twinge of pity and considered holding back some of his power, fearing he might kill the opponent.
After all, even Helian Zhan and Wang Chunyang wouldn’t dare to withstand the power of his giant sword head-on.
But now, this twenty-something-year-old lad dared to directly face his giant sword. Wasn’t that courting death?
However, the outcome exceeded his expectations.
The power of the opponent’s strike turned out to be the strongest he had ever encountered in his life.
The sword techniques of the Giant Sword Manor primarily focused on being overpowering and tyrannical, emphasizing that brute force could break all techniques. Therefore, those who practiced the giant sword always sought to enhance their physical strength.
It could be said that among the same realm, any disciple from other families or sects would be overwhelmingly suppressed by the strength of someone from the Giant Sword Manor.
Yet now, he, the mighty manor owner of this generation’s Giant Sword Manor, was actually outmatched in strength by a junior?
Impossible!
Wang Changchun forcefully expelled that domineering True Qi that was trying to invade his body through his arm, his eyes sparking with intensity as he bellowed, "Boy, take another one of my strikes!"
Sword Qi surged wildly, and a fierce wind howled.
Leaves swirled around Wang Changchun’s body, forming a giant spherical barrier around him.
The Gang Wind swept up leaves, embodying the essence of the Giant Sword Manor’s sword intent, as Wang Changchun’s cultivation reached a certain extreme.
Yang Fei felt a tightening sensation, a kind of oppressive feeling flooding his body like never before.
Locked on!
Not by Wang Changchun, but by a sword.
Zhuge Cang, who had abandoned Wang Changchun to escape, suddenly turned back and was shocked at Wang Changchun’s state, "Giant Sword Domain?"
This guy, he managed to have a breakthrough under such circumstances and grasped the Giant Sword Domain?
Zhuge Cang halted in his tracks.
Only to see Wang Changchun marching towards Yang Fei. His movements seemed ordinary and his speed not fast, but he carried an irresistible aura that cleaved a giant swath through the dense forest in an instant, arriving in front of Yang Fei.
And Yang Fei, as if overwhelmed by some horrific force, couldn’t dodge.
Wang Changchun raised his giant sword and slashed down.
Simultaneously, Yang Fei’s legs bent, pushed deep into the ground, and the Fusang Wood in his hands met the descending strike without hesitation.
Zhuge Cang felt his heart violently lurch.
That was Fusang Wood.
What if it was destroyed?
He almost wished he could snatch the Fusang Wood from Yang Fei’s hands.
But it was all too late.
Wang Changchun’s strike was executed with ultimate speed.
Yang Fei felt an unprecedented pressure of death.
From the moment he felt he had been locked by a sword, he realized that Wang Changchun was somehow different from before.
When the opponent approached, Yang Fei wanted to dodge, but that intangible momentum made him feel that no matter how he tried to dodge, he couldn’t escape and would only fall into a greater disadvantage.
So, he gave up on dodging and concentrated all the True Yuan within his body, preparing to withstand this deadly strike.