Chapter 117: Defeated Yang Tianjun's Three Watches Seeking Monthly Tickets

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  The third update is here, today's 50 monthly tickets have been added, brothers, only 8 monthly tickets away from 100 votes, please vote for it. Chocolate will rush to the fourth update, which will be released tonight. If the monthly ticket can break through 150, I will work hard until midnight, and chocolate will also rush out the fifth explosive update.

  Xuan Tian's face wore a smile as he walked slowly towards the outside of the Dan Medicine Hall, seemingly strolling leisurely in a courtyard, without any hint of panic or fluster, calm and composed.

  On the contrary, the three people following behind Xuan Tian, Feng Bu Zhi, Sun Yi Qiu and Gu Qian Rou, had somewhat tense expressions.

  As soon as he walked out of Dan Yao Tang, he saw that in front of him, on the open and empty ground, many inner door disciples were surrounding it, but they all stood at the edge of the open ground. The entire open ground, about 60 to 70 meters in diameter, was completely empty, with only one person standing there.

  That man was tall and large, with a height of at least 1.85 meters, wearing a red long gown, with a head full of long hair tied up high, surprisingly it was fiery red in color, the red gown matched with the fiery red hair, the whole person looked like a torch, flames burning fiercely.

  This person has a long face and broad forehead, high nose and big mouth, holding a long sword with a scabbard in his hand. The scabbard is red, the hilt is also red, looking bigger and longer than an ordinary long sword by three points.

  The tip of the scabbard stands on the ground, in front of Yang Tian's feet, with both hands grasping the hilt together and holding it in front of his lower abdomen.

  Judging from Yang Tianjun's height of 1.85 meters, it can be predicted that the huge long sword in his hand will not be less than one meter long, and compared to Xuantian's medium-grade treasure 'Zhongyue Sword', they are almost the same length.

  Yang Tianjun was like a volcano that was about to erupt. His momentum was surging, his overbearing aura on full display. Many inner sect disciples looked at him with fear in their eyes, but there were also many who gazed at him with admiration.

  Xuān Tiān had just walked out of Dān Yào Táng and appeared in Yáng Tiān Jūn's line of sight, and Yáng Tiān Jūn's gaze suddenly lit up.

  Xuantian immediately felt a wave of scorching heat rush towards him, as if his body was being scorched by two flames.

  Along the scorching flames, he looked afar. Over a hundred meters away, Xuán Tiān saw Yáng Tiān Jūn's eyes, like a volcano eruption, with a shadow of flames in his eyes.

  Yang Tianjun cultivated the fire-based technique "True Fire Xuan Gong", with true energy of the fire element. He was a pre-heavenly three-realm warrior who had cultivated other fire-based techniques, twice as strong as others. His entire being was like a blazing flame, constantly burning at all times. His aura surged forward, and his overbearing air was released externally.

  The sword heart that had been sealed in the mysterious sky gradually revealed its sharp edge, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed. A fierce sword energy surged out from within his body and swirled around him, bringing with it the scorching hot air of Yang Tianjun's surging aura. The scorching air was cut off into nothingness, disappearing instantly.

  Xuantian's footwork was swift, and in an instant he floated over seventy paces forward, taking two steps to stand more than fifty meters before Yang Tianjun.

  Yang Tianjun's gaze was like a raging fire sweeping across the land, while Xuan Tian's gaze was like a sword's momentum spreading across the sky. The two men stared tightly at each other, and the empty space between them began to distort. Although they had not yet begun fighting or speaking, an intense confrontation was already underway in terms of their aura.

  Yang Tianjun's aura was surging, like a million horses galloping, his overbearing air spreading out, waves of energy filling the sky. Every inner disciple in the surrounding area could feel Yang Tianjun's aura, and each person faced a sense of oppression. Those with slightly lower cultivation were even more affected by Yang Tianjun's aura, their breathing becoming somewhat urgent.

  Xuan Tian, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, with a tranquil aura surrounding him. It seemed as if an invisible energy was flowing around him, causing his hair and clothes to move gently in the windless air. The imposing aura of Yang Tian Jun was dispersed by this intangible energy whenever he approached Xuan Tian.

  In front of Xuántiān, there was an illusory sword shadow in the air, extremely sharp. The front was the most turbulent place where Yángtiān Jūn's momentum came surging over, but as soon as it encountered that illusory sword shadow, all the momentum and oppressive energy were divided into two parts, unable to have any impact on Xuántiān.

  Improve! Improve! Further improve!

  Yang Tianjun's aura reached its peak, his powerful strength was fully exposed, and his aura radiated outward. The entire open plain within a radius of 30 to 40 meters was affected by Yang Tianjun's surging aura, causing the air to move in response. Gusts of wind began to form, starting as gentle breezes that gradually grew into strong winds, then fierce gusts, and finally, the airflow erupted completely.

  Between Xuantian and Yangtian Jun, with visible signs to the naked eye, the air is distorted, and the violent airflow spreads out, even the disciples of the inner door on the edge of the vast area can feel it, wave after wave of fierce wind hits them in the face.

  Yang Tianjun's momentum was surging like a wave crashing against the shore, layer upon layer, with endless power.

  Xuan Tian, on the other hand, was like a boulder, unmoved by Yang Tianjun's fierce aura, unaffected in the slightest, and remained calm and composed, with a clear mind and a carefree spirit.

  Feeling the aura of Yang Tianjun, all the inner disciples couldn't help but reveal a look of shock. The top five inner disciples were the strongest among their peers, with terrifying strength. It was said that they were the most exceptional existences in the same realm, and not only unbeatable within the same realm, but almost invincible. Today, having seen them, it was indeed true. Just by revealing his aura, no one doubted him anymore.

  Compared with Jiang Huayu, another one of the top ten inner disciples, Yang Tianjun's strength was stronger by more than a bit.

  This made Feng Buji, Sun Yiqiu, Gu Qianrou... and other inner disciples who supported Xuantian, worry about Xuantian, their expressions very tense.

  "Yang Shixiong's aura is too terrifying, will Huang Shixiong have any problems?" Gu Qianrou asked Feng Buzhi.

  Feng's face was slightly solemn, but after glancing at Xuan Tian, he remained calm and said: "Elder Huang seems to be unaffected by Elder Yang's aura, perhaps his strength has indeed reached the same level as Elder Yang!"

  Sun Yiqiu couldn't help but roll her tongue and exclaimed, "Yang Shixiong is actually one of the five giants! The five giants, except for Deng Shixiong who is slightly stronger, have similar strength. My god, Huang Shixiong's current cultivation is only at the first level of Xiantian realm. If he really reaches the level of the five giants, it would be too against the heavens. He can completely compare to that demonic genius from the Divine Sword Sect."

  Feng Bu Zhi Dao said: "Take your time."

  Xuantian and Yangtian Jun did not make a move. They didn't speak, nor did they even confirm each other's identities.

  However, both of them were very determined to regard each other as an opponent and engaged in an invisible confrontation.

  Yang Tianjun likes to start by overwhelming his opponent with his aura, first crushing their spirit and then their body.

  He cultivated the 'True Fire Profound Technique', and his body's fire-attributed true energy was extremely dense. His aura was the most powerful among the five great leaders of the Heaven Sword Sect, ranking first. Even Deng Fei, who was ranked first in terms of strength, was slightly inferior to Yang Tianjun in terms of aura.

  With Yang Tianjun's true energy being so thick and his momentum surging, he can already be compared to a general fourth-order warrior of the Pre-Heavenly realm.

  Xuan Tian remained calm and composed, effortlessly neutralizing his opponent's intimidating aura. Yang Tian Jun couldn't help but feel annoyed, as a warrior of the Pre-Heaven Realm's third level had never been so nonchalant in front of him before.

  "You're despicable, I'll show you. What is true intimidation, I must first destroy your spirit. Then destroy your body, making you suffer both physical and mental devastation!"

  Yang Tian's heart secretly said that the fire-based true energy in his body burst out, and in an instant, he activated the 'True Fire Xuan Gong'.

  Yang Tianjun has obtained the middle four-layered technique of 'True Fire Profound Technique' and has cultivated it to the fifth layer.

  Fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth levels are the middle-grade techniques of the Xuan stage. Although Yang Tianjun's cultivation is still at the third peak of the Pre-Heavenly Realm, his true energy is not weaker than that of an ordinary fourth-level warrior in the Pre-Heavenly Realm.

  Yang Tianjun activated the fifth layer of the 'True Fire Xuan Gong', and the middle-grade technique of the Xuan stage completely erupted. In an instant, his aura suddenly surged twice as strong.

  In Yang Tianjun's body, a phantom flame suddenly rose, almost completely enveloping him, raging and burning fiercely. Yang Tianjun's tall figure, in the midst of the flames, was like a fire god. The corners of his mouth curved upwards, revealing a hint of a smile. His surging aura transformed into a wave of flames, rushing towards Xuan Tian.

  In the void, a phantom sea of flames seemed to appear, as if to engulf Xuantian.

  Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...!

  The disciples at the edge of the vast and flat land felt an abrupt increase in pressure, and they involuntarily retreated backwards. The slightly weaker first-grade innate realm disciples were almost breathless under the enormous pressure, and many people's waists were bent, nearly falling to the ground.

  The momentum was so great that all the inner disciples were shocked and frightened.

  The sudden surge of Yang Tianjun's momentum indeed put strong pressure on the intangible aura around Xuan Tian, and the illusory sea of fire was being compressed closer and closer to Xuan Tian. The illusory sword shadow in front of Xuan Tian was also slowly shrinking, as if it would be completely engulfed by the flames emitted by Yang Tianjun.

  "Hahaha... Dare to compare aura with my brother? Even a warrior at the Fourth Heaven of the Innate Realm would try to avoid it. Huang Tian, watch as my brother crushes you and utterly destroys your spirit."

  Yang Dingjun burst out laughing on the edge of the open area, laughing extremely comfortably and wildly.

  "Give up on me!"

  Yang Tianjun heard this, extremely excited, a loud shout, the "True Fire Xuan Gong" in his body, ran to the extreme, instantly rose to the highest peak, momentum burst again, in an instant, the invisible aura outside Xuantian's body suddenly collapsed, and the illusory flames rushed towards Xuantian without any hindrance.

  The illusory sword shadow in front of Xuántiān also collapsed at the same time, and the surging momentum of Yángtiān Jun was like a flame wave, rushing forward wildly.

  "Terrible!" Feng Bu Zhi couldn't help but let out a sigh, Yang Tian Jun was too frightening. No martial artist at the third level of the Innate Realm could withstand his overwhelming aura and pressure.

  The inner disciples who supported Xuan Tian all showed a look of regret, while the inner disciples who supported Yang Tian Jun were excited and couldn't help but laugh with joy.

  Facing the surging flames from all directions, Xuan Tian remained expressionless, a mocking smile appeared in his eyes, and the calm gaze in his eyes suddenly condensed.

  Whoosh!

  In an instant, a formless power suddenly burst out from the mysterious heavenly body.

  Pffft...!!!

  Flames that engulfed all directions were suddenly extinguished by an invisible force, turning into nothingness.

  In an instant, Yang Tianjun's momentum completely collapsed and disintegrated.

  Yang Tianjun's eyes widened in shock as he seemed to see thousands of swords suddenly appearing, slashing towards him and cutting him into pieces.

  In an instant, Yang Tianjun felt as if he had been struck by countless swords. It seemed that a powerful force had hit his body, causing the true energy inside him to surge and suddenly reverse its flow.

  Yang Tianjun let out a miserable cry, his body flying backward over ten meters, and with a splat, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood in mid-air before crashing to the ground.

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