Chapter Seven, the Profoundly Unfathomable Senior Brother
The boundary surged, and the true essence within the body gathered and rotated at a speed visible to the naked eye
One cannot defeat an enemy of a higher rank; what kind of genius is that
It is as if the heavens and the earth are celebrating for Bai Feiyu
A pair of invisible large hands directly seized the two individuals, rendering them unable to move
Chen Changsheng's eyes narrowed as he stood up, a brilliant blue light radiating from his body. Outside the small mountain peak, countless great formations were instantly activated
They are clearly at the same stage of core formation as I am! Grandfather! This is not the same as my core formation! Hu Tutu shouted wildly in his heart
The once extraordinary small peaks have returned to their ordinary appearance in the eyes of outsiders
A brilliant golden elixir leaped forth from the surging essence of true energy
A surge of true energy, akin to a tsunami, erupted from Ouyang's room, directly dispersing the mysterious yellow energy in the sky
Then you have no objections, and I have no objections either
Watching the two engage in a perilous and spectacular battle, Hu Tutu confirmed in his heart that if it were him facing either of the two, a single move would be enough to sever his own fox tail
Looking at Ouyang with a face full of disbelief, Senior Brother, is it really only the ninth level of Qi Refinement?
Compared to the belief that all things are my sword, Leng Qingsong has greater faith in the sword in his hand and even more in himself
The house, the vegetation, the green bricks on the ground, and even the air all resemble sharp swords!
The two did not employ their sword intent, but only competed with their sword techniques
Steady now! Don't get carried away! You two scoundrels!
Two streams of light, one black and one white, collided in the sky hundreds of times in an instant
However, for the sake of caution, Chen Changsheng was still unwilling to let the events occurring at Xiaoshan Peak be witnessed by people from other peaks
Ouyang held a paper fan, slapping it against the heads of the two individuals, and began to lecture them while pointing at them
I am in need of a vigorous battle to express the boldness within my heart
The sword beside Leng Qingsong seemed to resonate with its master, who was filled with a surge of battle intent, emitting a series of soft ringing sounds
Bai Feiyu said softly
If the senior brother wishes to become the leader of the Qingyun Sect, we have no objections
Chen Changsheng was surrounded by a brilliant blue light, desperately supporting the large formation around the small mountain peak.
Unable to move at all under the battle between Senior Brother Bai and Senior Brother Leng, the Master Brother actually used his true energy to directly send both of them flying
Countless rays of dawn light surge from the rising sun, illuminating the small mountain peak
As Ouyang's voice rang out, the phenomenon on the small peak momentarily paused
The two exchanged a heartfelt smile, only to be suddenly pulled down from the sky.
Ouyang, with red-rimmed eyes and disheveled clothing, stormed out of the room, cursing as he put on his clothes, holding a paper-folded fan in his hand
A strong fighting spirit flashed in the eyes
They are quite capable! Demolishing the house! Just finished tearing down the place, and now they're preparing to dismantle the mountain? With no home left, they should just get lost and sleep on the street
Leng Qingsong and Bai Feiyu had just flown back to the summit of the small mountain peak
Standing on the branch, Bai Feiyu found himself in a state of profound enlightenment that was both mysterious and elusive
The profound sound of the Dao resonates above the small peaks
Intense as a sudden downpour
Chen Changsheng inwardly cursed the two ungrateful sons, as these sword cultivators always acted on a whim, disregarding everything else!
Is such a vast amount of true energy really only achievable at the ninth level of Qi training?
Below, Hu Tutu gazed at the two individuals in the sky exuding a formidable pressure. Merely by exchanging sword techniques, the sword intent they inadvertently radiated rendered his body rigid, leaving him unable to move.
Hahaha! That's great! Bai Feiyu laughed heartily, transforming into a streak of white light as he rushed towards Leng Qingsong
As he just entered the Jiedan stage, Jianxin, with a perfect smile, was completely oblivious to what Ouyang was saying, as the words went in one ear and out the other.
Heavenly phenomena! Purple energy comes from the east!
Dan Cheng
Is this the formation of a golden core? Why does it feel even more oppressive than those great demons in the clan?
Bai Feiyu looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, leaping into the air, soaring straight into the clouds, as countless sounds of swords ringing out echoed simultaneously
Just when Chen Changsheng was about to reach his limit
The originally clear sky suddenly became filled with a swirling dark aura, accompanied by the sounds of stringed instruments and the beating of drums
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth wildly converges towards the small mountain peak, transforming into golden lotuses that fall upon the peak.
The swordsmanship that Bai Feiyu comprehended is precisely a path that is entirely opposite to his own
Hu Tutu recalled the words spoken by Chen Changsheng earlier
If two individuals were to wield their own sword intent, even a small mountain peak could be destroyed under the residual power of an attack from a Core Formation stage cultivator
At this moment, the cold green pine standing atop the roof could no longer contain his fighting spirit, transforming into a streak of black light as he charged towards Bai Feiyu
Upon entering the Jiedan stage, the perfect sword heart has been achieved
A curse suddenly echoed from within the Ouyang residence: "Is it too much to ask for some sleep early in the morning?"
The two individuals flew backward and crashed directly out of the small mountain peak
The cold green pine, standing on the roof while repairing it, paused with the hammer in hand and looked towards the white feather standing on the branch
The fiercely battling Bai Feiyu and Leng Qingsong were directly swept away by the tsunami-like surge of true energy
Standing on a branch with his hands behind his back, Bai Feiyu slowly opened his eyes, with purple energy swirling in his gaze
The brilliant sword energy makes one hesitant to meet its gaze
The sword energy throughout the body is reined in, yet it gives one the impression of a treasured sword concealed within its sheath
As the two individuals engaged in combat, the sky resonated with the countless sounds of swords clashing like metal striking stone
The sky suddenly became clear, and all the sounds of the great roads, the essence of Xuanhuang, vanished in an instant
I could have taken this path myself, but I chose to decline it
All things are my sword
The intangible sword intent of the two individuals is akin to a collision of mountain-shaking and sea-surge against the grand formation they have painstakingly laid out around the small peak
Hu Tu Tu looked at the senior brother who was cursing with his hands on his hips, recalling the sudden surge of true energy that had pressed down on him like a mountain, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Leng Qingsong had already grown accustomed to being scolded by his elder brother, standing there honestly as Ouyang spat out words with fervor
Suddenly, countless sounds of swords clashing echoed from the small peak, as numerous invisible swords responded to Bai Feiyu's call
Someone has attained enlightenment
The two individuals who just moments ago seemed like gods of war are now being reprimanded by the senior brother like chicks
Hu Tu Tu distinctly felt that everything around seemed to transform into flying swords
Compared to Bai Feiyu, who sees everything as a sword, Leng Qingsong is like a solitary and proud long sword piercing through the clouds
Moreover, it is worth mentioning that although both individuals are currently in the Core Formation stage, they can easily slay a practitioner in the Nascent Soul stage with a single sword strike
As soon as Chen Changsheng's voice fell, suddenly the entire peak of the small mountain was enveloped in a brilliant purple light