Chapter 76: The Sword Spirit Emerges

  Two people were talking when a powerful aura suddenly rose up in front of the store.

  Ye Chen and Chen Tao exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. This aura was astonishing, and the two could feel the oppressive force even from inside the room.

  Ye Chen was fine, his sword technique "Hua Jian Jue" was sharp and powerful. Facing this momentum, he suddenly burst out and cut through the oppressive atmosphere in an instant.

  But Chen Tao didn't have such good luck, the Mortal Realm facing the pressure of the Innate Realm always felt like carrying a heavy burden on their body, and this was the pressure of at least eight stages of the Innate Realm.

  Chen Tao and Ye Chen are not very clear about the strength of the classes above the Innate Boundary, only knowing that they are divided into nine levels, with three boundaries, but what effects each boundary has, neither Ye Chen nor Chen Tao knows.

  Faced with this pressure, Ye Chen had nothing to say, but Chen Tao also had the urge to kneel down. Ye Chen looked at Chen Tao's bald head, which was sweating profusely, and it was clear that resisting this oppressive force was taking a great toll on his mental energy.

  Ye Chen walked up to Chen Tao's front and blocked this pressure for Chen Tao.

  "Good heavens! Who's this guy with such a powerful aura? Is he here to catch us?" Chen Tao said, still patting his chest in lingering fear.

  "I don't know." Ye Chen also looked puzzled in the direction of the outside store.

  "Go take a look? Anyway, what's meant to come will come, and if it can't be avoided, Dust, you can just run away." Chen Tao said to Ye Chen, Chen Tao knew that if Ye Chen ran away alone, he would definitely be able to evade the pursuit of the North City Gang, and he himself was a burden. Thinking of this, Chen Tao also felt a sense of relief.

  "Don't say such things again, even if we die, we'll die together." Ye Chen stared into Chen Tao's eyes and said firmly.

  Chen Tao's eyes were slightly moist.

  "Haha, don't be so sentimental, I just didn't want to go to Jiancheng alone." Yedu smiled and patted Chen Tao's shoulder, then walked towards the door.

  Chen Tao couldn't help but smile, knowing that Ye Chen didn't want him to have any burdens in his heart, but he was still touched.

  As the two walked forward, another surge of momentum suddenly rose up. The two were even more astonished, and as they looked through a small gap, what they saw was even more astonishing - the entire room was filled with flames, scorching hot and baking everything around them.

  Then she saw the female employee called Xiaowei and a majestic man fighting fiercely, with flames in their sword energy and invisible power in their long sleeves.

  The two were evenly matched, and after a few moves, they were neck and neck. The entire store was left with only three people, one of whom sat at the counter as if watching a movie, while the other two did not disappoint him. The fierce battle was extremely intense. Flames flew everywhere, and long ribbons fluttered in the air.

  Yuan Feng's several moves were ineffective, and he became somewhat impatient. Originally, Yuan Feng had a fiery temper, and this feeling of being unable to find a place to vent his frustration made him extremely uncomfortable. Suddenly, Yuan Feng raised his long sword high into the air.

  "I dedicate my blood to the spirit of the sword." Yuan Feng's low voice sounded, and around him it was as if a gust of wind had blown up, eerily making Yuan Feng's figure become blurry.

  As the words fell, Yuan Feng's long sword suddenly burst into flames, and a small white tiger with a hint of virtual fire appeared in the midst of the flames. The little tiger was cute, but its fierce eyes made people fearful.

  Flames surround this little tiger's body, like a loyal subject protecting his master, very obedient.

  "Sword Spirit!" Xiao Wei's face sank slightly. The reason why Jian Cheng could occupy the first place among the five major main cities was because the sword cultivators could condense the sword spirit. A weapon with a spirit and without a spirit, its power was vastly different.

  Other weapons can also condense the spirit, but for some reason it is extremely difficult. Many famous instruments are long swords, and other weapons are rare. However, once other weapons become famous instruments, their power is often much stronger than that of a long sword. This is a gain and a loss.

  Jianling comes out, its power changes, one sword strikes, with a mighty momentum, flames follow.

  This time, Xiao Wei didn't dare to confront him head-on. The power of the sword spirit brought by the eighth stage of Xiantian realm was so mighty that even if Xiao Wei had the same level of strength, she couldn't withstand its sharpness. Xiao Wei dodged this extraordinary sword with a flash.

  A long strip of cloth protruded, with one end on the tip of the sword. With a ripping sound, this was the first time the long strip of cloth had been torn by the long sword. The sword spirit is a very special existence, possessing simple thinking, and more so executing its master's thoughts.

  Yuan Feng now wholeheartedly wants to take down the woman in front of him, as for killing her, Yuan Feng doesn't want to do that.

  Jian Ling emerged, and the long sword became even more powerful. Xiao Wei had to dodge Yuan Feng's sword moves, but her long scarf was gradually being cut apart, getting shorter and shorter.

  Xiao Wei was completely at a disadvantage, and the situation was becoming increasingly precarious. Behind the door, Ye Chen and Chen Tao held their breaths, as this concerned their own fate. If Xiao Wei lost, the two of them would definitely not be able to escape facing an eighth-level person.

  At this time, Ye Chen and Chen Tao realized that the man who had drawn out the sword spirit must have come to capture them, so neither of them expected Xiao Wei to fail. Although they were surprised by Xiao Wei's great strength at such a young age, they still hoped that Xiao Wei's abilities would surpass Yuan Feng's.

  But reality always has some distance from expectation, Yuan Feng's long sword has the help of a sword spirit, and its power is not inferior to Ye Chen's current sword energy. Of course, this is still Ye Chen's first-stage pre-heavenly realm strength, but the Huajian Jue is originally unparalleled in sharpness, cutting off everything, and its sharpness can be imagined.

  One sword after another tore through Xiaowei's long silk, burning it, and the scorching temperature in this small shop soared again. However, strangely, the things in this small shop were not roasted to pieces by this scorching heat. A faint light appeared in the small shop, extinguishing all the flames that had surged up.

  No one noticed in the intense battle, Chen Tao didn't notice either, but Ye Chen's eyes flickered, obviously discovering this strange phenomenon. But he didn't investigate, at this moment, it was still better to focus on the two people fighting intensely.

  Shuiling had been watching the fierce battle between the two with a detached air, not worrying about Xiaowei at all. She knew Xiaowei's strength, and among the people in the Northern City Gang who could hurt Xiaowei, there were only a handful of them. Yuanfeng was not one of them originally, but with the emergence of the sword spirit, his strength had increased greatly.

  Shuiling furrowed her brow and immediately said to Xiaowei, who was still in the midst of a fierce battle: "Xiaowei, don't hide anymore, settle it quickly."

  Xiao Wei heard the voice of Shui Ling'er, and her face suddenly changed. She knew she had wasted too much time, so she threw away the long silk in her hand, and her slender white hands pointed continuously in the air.

  A burst of energy was released by Xiao Wei, but it didn't attack Yuan Feng. Instead, it landed in an unrelated location, making it seem even more eerie.

  Yuan Feng tore up the long silk that had been discarded and burned it to ashes. The momentum of his sword did not change, and he attacked towards Xiao Wei.

  Xiao Wei's expression didn't change, her body circled around, her hands continuously pointed in mid-air, but none of them actually pointed at Yuan Feng's body.

  Neither hastily nor slowly, without worrying at all that Yuan Feng would destroy himself.

  Yuan Feng chased after her, his speed very fast, the sword's momentum even faster, and it seemed to be about to attack Xiao Wei's body.

  All I heard was Xiaowei's slightly cold face, with a slight curl of her lips, and she coldly shouted out one word, "Set!"

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