Chapter 56: Sword Slashing Pre-Heaven (Part 2)

  "You're overestimating yourself!" Xuan Tian's voice rang out coldly.

  Everyone heard the disdain in Xuantian's tone towards Zhang Zetao, as if in Xuantian's eyes, there was no existence of this pre-heavenly realm first-class master. Suddenly, many people took a cold breath, and faintly, many gasps could be heard.

  Xuantian's cultivation is only at the 9th level of Wudao, and everyone can see it clearly. Compared to Xiantian's first level, there are two levels of difference, not to mention that there is also a big boundary between Wudao and Xiantian in between. Logically speaking, Xuantian should look up to Zhang Zetao who is at the first level of Wudao.

  Obviously, Xuan Tian didn't put Zhang Ze Tao in his eyes, making all the warriors feel strange and shocked.

  "What did you say?"

  As expected, his one sentence infuriated Zhang Zetao, who shouted: "What are you? A mere ninth-rank Martial Dao realm warrior, I am a Xiantian realm expert, how dare you look down on me?! Next time, I'll let you know who's overestimating themselves!"

  "Stop being so long-winded, get to the point!"

  Xuantian let out a cold shout, and with a "clang" sound, the Frost Snow Sword was unsheathed. A dazzling white sword aura burst forth as the sword left its scabbard, sweeping forward in an instant, exploding several dozen feet amidst the shocked gasps of the countless onlookers, slashing down right before Zhang Zetao's face.

  The arena is circular in shape, with a diameter of at least 50 meters, about 100 paces or more.

  Xiang Zetao stood on the western side of the arena, while Xuan Tian stood on the northern side. The distance between them was no less than fifty paces. Without using any techniques, Xuan Tian simply wielded his sword and a single sword aura shot out over fifty paces, directly striking Xiang Zetao. The speed of this attack was faster than anyone in the crowd had anticipated.

  Some martial artists of the tenth realm had a look of horror in their eyes, if they faced Xuantian's sword. If they were within fifty steps of Xuantian, just this one sword would be enough to split them open, the sword energy would penetrate their skin and flesh, causing severe injuries.

  Not only were the warriors in the martial realm below the arena shocked, but some of the innate realm warriors on the surrounding viewing platforms also looked surprised. The sword that Xuan Tian swung out was perfect in every way, with its angle, speed and power all flawless.

  A swordsman drawing his sword has a lot of subtlety. A truly formidable swordsman keeps his sword in its scabbard, with the blade's sharpness retracted and never exposed. But once it is exposed, one sword will see blood, and one strike will kill. Between the time it takes to draw the sword and sheathe it again, he will take the enemy's head off.

  Xuantian drew out this sword, if it was just a coincidence, then so be it. But if it was intentional, even a pre-heavenly realm martial artist would feel a chill run down their spine.

  Even among the swordsmen on the viewing platform who were naturally gifted in martial arts, there weren't many who could draw a sword as perfectly as that.

  Zhang Zetao was shocked, the sword energy came extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it had already chopped to his face, the mournful sword energy split open the void, the airflow shot out, patted on Zhang Zetao's body, making him feel a chill through his heart.

  If it were a martial artist of the Ninth Realm, who shared the same boundary as Xuán Tiān, this sword would unleash an explosive burst of sword energy. Within thirty steps, it could cause blood to be drawn with a single strike, and within fifty steps, it could still cause severe injury, if not death.

  Even a martial artist of the tenth rank would be injured and forced to retreat under this sword!

  Yes! Zhang Zetao is not a martial artist of the 9th rank of the Martial Path, nor is he a martial artist of the 10th rank, but rather a master of the Innate Realm.

  At the moment when the sword energy was about to strike, Zhang Zetao's long sword in his hand rose from below, and a cyan sword light suddenly appeared in front of him, pushing forward.

  Jian Mang met Jian Qi, like a knife cutting through tofu. Xuan Tian's sword energy was cut in two.

  "Although he is fast, the power of his sword energy is ultimately somewhat weak. I use the tip of my sword, and with a light and easy motion, I can break through his attack. No wonder Zhang Long was defeated by him. His sword energy is so fierce that even a martial artist at the tenth level of the Martial Path would find it difficult to withstand. But I am a master of the Innate Realm, and as long as I am careful, I will surely defeat him!"

  Zhang Zetao's mind turned, the coolness in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he was filled with confidence. He sneered and laughed: "Huang Tian, is this all your attack power? I'll let you know what the power of a pre-heavenly expert looks like!"

  "Thirteen Swords of Clouded Heavens!"

  Zhang Zetao let out a loud shout, the blue-colored famous sword in his hand slashed out, the pre-heavenly true energy surged into the sword body, and a sword aura burst out.

  The sword's momentum was layered and overlapping, like a stormy wind and surging clouds, containing several after-impulses, slashing towards Xuan Tian. It seemed that the sword's momentum was rushing straight at Xuan Tian, but in reality, those layers of after-impulses could change direction at any time, no matter how Xuan Tian dodged or evaded, he would still be struck by this sword.

  Thirteen Swords of Clouded Heavens, Lower Grade Sword Technique of the Mystic Steps, Ultimate Skill of the Lingyun Sect.

  Tianjian Sect is a swordsmanship sect, and all disciples within the sect who cultivate swordsmanship are swordsmen.

  Lingyun Sect is a normal sect. The disciples in the sect practice all kinds of ways, there are knife guests, sword guests, and some specialize in practicing strange door weapons.

  Zhang Zetao is a disciple of Lingyun Sect, but he cultivates the sword path and performs the ultimate skill of Lingyun Sect 'Cloud Thirteen Swords', which is not weaker than the first-class swordsman of Tianjian Sect.

  Chasing Wind Nine Swords - Wind Slashing Style.

  Facing Zhang Zetao's "Clouded Thirteen Swords", Xuan Tian's body didn't move, but the Frost Snow Sword in his hand suddenly burst into radiance, and in an instant, he struck down with a sword, unleashing a killing move from the Wind Chasing Nine Swords - the Wind Slashing Style.

  This sword, faster than any other, even the wind would be cut open. The latter move first arrived, Zhang Zetao's "Cloud Thirteen Swords" had not yet reached Xuantian's body, but Xuantian's "Wind Chasing Nine Swords - Wind Cutting Style" had already cut to Zhang Zetao's face.

  Since the "Clouded Thirteen Swords" has endless power and multiple changes, Xuan Tian uses speed to break cleverness, launching a later attack first. No matter how many changes or sword moves Zhang Ze Tao's "Clouded Thirteen Swords" has.

  Xuantian overlooks everything, one sword cuts directly at Zhang Zetao's true body, forcing Zhang Zetao to save himself. The 'Thirteen Swords of Clouded Heavens' collapse on their own and no matter how many changes or follow-up moves there are, they can't be executed and turn into nothingness.

  Xuan Tian's sword was not only fast and ruthless, but also arrived after being launched later!

  "What? Jianmang? Is this Jianmang?"

  "How is it possible? Jianmang is a congenital true energy condensation, Huang Tiancai's martial arts cultivation of ninefold perfection, how can he possibly display Jianmang?"

  "Am I seeing things? Such a dazzling sword aura, shining in the void, even a master of the First Heaven Realm would find it hard to wield!"

  "Huang Tian's inner strength is actually so profound? It can even compare to a first-rate master of the Pre-Heavenly realm?"

  "The cultivation of the Nine Layers of Martial Realm is not even close to ten, yet you can actually wield a sword aura. This... this is simply unheard of and unseen!"

  "That's your ignorance, I haven't seen it myself, but I've heard that decades ago, the Tianjian Sect produced a once-in-a-lifetime genius who had already displayed sword aura during the Martial Path stage."

  "Really? Then Huang Tian of the Huang family is also a rare genius?"

  "Wudang boundary ninefold, able to wield sword aura, what is this if not genius? This is simply an unparalleled genius!"

  ……

  ……

  Xuantian's sword, the move he used was 'Wind Chasing Nine Swords' 'Wind Cutting Style', what he cut out was no longer a sword aura, but a sword edge. Only a high-ranking master in the Pre-Heaven realm could condense and form a sword edge using his Pre-Heaven true energy. The martial artists below the arena saw Xuantian's sword edge and suddenly exclaimed, discussing it heatedly.

  The strong men of the Xiantian realm on the watchtower around the arena exchanged a look, their eyes filled with shock and horror as they gazed at Xuanyuan. Especially Niu Zhenshan, Cheng Yuanwu, and Zhang Guifeng, whose gazes were like hot flames, revealing waves of murderous intent, as if they wanted to burn Xuanyuan to ashes.

  The northern martial artists of the Huang family, although surprised in their eyes, were all delighted. Huang Qishan's eyes were even more excited, and he muttered: "Good! Good! Good! Tian'er, your strength is so powerful, this duel, our Huang family has won, with great hope!"

  Everyone was shocked, but no one could match Zhang Zetao's shock and astonishment at this moment!

  Sword Edge! Xuantian actually slashed out a sword edge! And this sword edge's speed, was fast to the extreme, suddenly after sending first arrived, speed far exceeded 'Cloud Thirteen Swords', in an instant, had already slashed to Zhang Zetao's face.

  Zhang Zetao had to withdraw the "Thirteen Swords of Clouds" in an instant, and the Qingmang named sword was withdrawn in an instant. In a flurry, one sword cut down, cutting out a sword aura, and slashing towards Xuantian's incoming sword aura.

  Hiss!

  A fierce sound came through the air, this time, Xuan Tian's sword edge was also a hundred times more condensed than Zhang Ze Tao's, and his sword edge couldn't cut it open.

  Instead, because of the suddenness, he didn't unleash all his power, and at the moment when the two sword edges clashed, Zhang Zetao's whole body shook.

  Knock knock knock knock knock!

  A loud crash, Zhang Ze Tao retreated five steps back, and barely blocked Xuan Tian's sword "Wind Slashing Style".

  Chasing Wind Nine Swords - Gale Style.

  Xuantian took advantage of the momentum to launch a surprise attack, and another move from "Chase Wind Nine Swords" - "Wind Wave Style", the sword tip was like a wave blowing over, one wave after another, pushing towards Zhang Zetao.

  This move 'Wind Wave Style' looks very similar to Zhang Zetao's 'Clouded Thirteen Swords', both containing a powerful follow-up, one wave after another.

  However, the difference is that the 'Wind Wave Style' only has three layers of power, unlike the 'Cloud Stacked Thirteen Swords' which has layer upon layer of unrelenting and endless power. Compared to the 'Cloud Stacked Thirteen Swords', it is much faster.

  Zhang Zetao had just blocked the 'Wind Slasher', and the treacherous 'Wave Slasher' sword tip had already slashed in front of Zhang Zetao.

  Like a stormy wind and rain, the rapid attack made most of the warriors under the stage involuntarily take a cold breath.

  Clang! Clang! Clang!

  In a flurry of activity, Zhang Zetao parried three swords, the blades clashing against each other with a deafening crash.

  Xuantian unleashed the "Wind Wave Style", gathering his strength before releasing it, but Zhang Zetao's defense was only a temporary fluke. How could he withstand it? The third loud crash, Zhang Zetao's hand flashed with Qingmang, and the long sword flew off to the side.

  The last sword light, **, in an instant split Zhang Zetao's body.

  Ripped! Clothes torn apart! Flesh and blood flying everywhere!

  Zhang Zetao's chest suddenly appeared a deep sword wound that could be seen to the bone, fresh blood splashing out from the wound, and the whole person was impacted by a huge force, flying backwards and rising, flying out more than 20 meters, falling off the stage.

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