Chapter Thirty-Seven: Dominance

  Xiao Chen and the others were completely shocked at this moment. Is this the strength of a core disciple of the sect? Ascending to heaven, controlling the divine thunder of all heavens, transforming into an unparalleled warrior, cutting through clouds and empty space, killing enemies with just a thought.

  "It turns out that Ling Shijie's strength is so powerful, it seems that the power to kill one tenth of the Youming Tiger King that day was not even used." Xiao Chen was also shocked by Ling Shuiyan's great strength, and had a new understanding of the Tongxuan realm warriors.

  Tongxuan, thinking of the meaning of the name, is having a magical means of accessing the mysterious and wonderful realm, possessing divine power.

  "Holly Shadow Heaven Thunder Sword!"

  The Ling Shui Yan burst out of the Tian Lei Dao, the Tian Lei Sword, which made Luo Yang also dare not to be careless, his face changed, and he became cautious.

  "Blood Soul Demon Hand!"

  Luoyang let out a loud shout, his two hands suddenly stretched out, and in an instant, they were wrapped in a layer of blood-red magical light. The blood-colored divine light condensed into what seemed like blood jade, exuding an unyielding quality, as if Luoyang had put on a pair of blood jade gloves.

  With both hands dancing, the demonic energy surged to the sky. Then, the Primordial Wing on Luo Yang's back flapped fiercely, and his body transformed into a dark light, charging out and directly using his blood-colored demonic light-wrapped hands to clash with Ling Shuiyan's 'Kuiyin Heavenly Thunder Sword'.

  Bang! Bang! Bang...... Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Purple lightning flashed, the sword and saber continuously collided with Luo Yang's hands, thunder and lightning covered the sky, as if a dragon controlling the thunder and lightning appeared in the air, thunder and lightning raged, heaven and earth roared.

  Luoyang's hands were as solid as gold and stone, withstanding the lightning-fast swordsmanship without suffering any damage. Instead, he countered with an unorthodox battle technique, attempting to capture the Heavenly Thunder Sword.

  "Hmph! You think you can take my sword? You're not even worthy!" Ling Shuiyan's aura was overwhelming, his strength unmatched. With a cold hum, his body flashed with lightning, and the True Water Body was pushed to its limits. The true water transformed into dark thunder, rumbling endlessly, as thick arms of divine thunderbolts shot out, transforming into eighteen types of weapons that covered the sky and poured down towards Luo Yang.

  Eighteen kinds of weapons shine together, electric webs are woven, covering and coming down, sparse but not leaking!

  Luo Yang's face changed again, not expecting Ling Shuiyan to be so formidable. Although Ling Shuiyan was only in the third realm of Tongxuan, three small realms lower than him, she was a Xuan Yuan True Water Body, controlling the heavenly and earthly yuan qi, and her water yuan was unmatched. She actually had an unstoppable trend that suppressed him.

  Moreover, Huishan's Yinlei attribute suppressed his Blood Demon Skill, making it impossible for him to exert his maximum combat strength.

  At this moment, seeing the net of lightning falling down, Luo Yang's pupils suddenly contracted, and a needle-like blood redness surged out from his pupils, instantly making his eyes bloodshot.

  "Slaughter!" Luo Yang let out a loud roar, and in an instant, a bloody divine aura burst forth from his body, splitting into thousands of strands that intertwined as one, gathering on the palm of his hand. A rolling river of blood appeared from his hand, transforming into a long knife two zhang long and four fingers wide. On the surface of the slaughter knife, blood flowed like a river, demonic energy surged to the heavens, and with each swing, it was as if tens of thousands of demons were howling, tearing apart the net of lightning.

  "Low-grade Daoist artifact!" Ling Shuiyan was shocked, never having thought that Luo Yang would actually have a Daoist artifact!

  The Taoist instrument is extremely precious, ten times more precious than the Ling instrument. Even as a Ling Shuiyan, the sect has never rewarded him with a single Taoist instrument.

  "Little girl, you're quite capable. This time, let's just end it here. However, since the Outcloud Sword Sect ruined my plans, I won't forgive them easily. Outcloud Sword Sect, within ten years, I will annihilate you!"

  Luoyang held the 'carnage' demon knife, broke through the electric net, and after throwing down a ruthless remark, he flapped his yuanqi wings and escaped like lightning, but was unwilling to fight Ling Shuiyan again.

  But Ling Shuiyan also didn't mean to pursue, she still had important things to do, that was the most crucial part of this core disciple's mission.

  Xiao Chen originally wanted to greet Ling Shuiyan, but Ling Shuiyan seemed to have something urgent and didn't even look at Xiao Chen and the others, let alone say a word, before entering the Magic Mountain again.

  "The core disciple is in the Magic Mountain, let's go in too." Yue Ling said, and now with Ling Shuiyan's appearance, it directly confirmed the location of the Blood Sea Demon Cave.

  "Good." Xiao Chen and You Jian also responded in unison.

  "I think I'll leave, but you guys should stay." Just then, a voice filled with murderous intent suddenly came over.

  "Kong Xiangqian!" Xiao Chen heard the words and took a look, immediately recognizing that this person was the one who rode the Black Wind Blood Wolf to kill the Purple Ghost Servant that day, and also Zhong Chongtian's cousin.

  "A life for a life, you shall die." Ge Xiangqian smiled coldly and didn't ask Xiao Chen and the others why they wanted to kill Zhong Chongshan.

  Splash!

  Ge Xiang's palm moved forward, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, with its sharp blade exposed, shining brightly, and the sound of the sword was like a dragon's hum.

  "This is a divine artifact!"

  Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, the inner disciples of Yun Jian Sect were equipped with magic tools, even if they were martial body disciples, they would not be equipped with spiritual instruments, but high-quality magic tools.

  Although spiritual instruments are not as good as Taoist instruments, they are also extremely precious and only core disciples will be equipped with spiritual instruments.

  However, Ge Xiang was actually a spiritual artifact, which shows that his status among the inner door disciples is also not ordinary, and it's possible that he has a significant background, with strong support from the sect.

  "Die!"

  Ge Xiangqian's killing intent was fully revealed, and he coldly spat out the word from between his teeth. The long sword in his hand suddenly left his palm, transforming into a silver flash of lightning that stabbed towards You Jian.

  Ge Xiangqian was strong, and at a glance, he saw that Yu Jian and Yue Lingxiu were the strongest among those present. Xiao Chen just concentrated on the fourth heaven, so he thought of Yu Jian as the main culprit of the murder.

  This sword had reached the extreme point, and it was not something that Xiao Chen and others could withstand. This was already a flying sword technique, controlled by the divine soul, and not something that true energy could withstand.

  "Beep... beep..."

  But at this moment, the little dudu in Xiao Chen's arms suddenly cried out, his eyes filled with curiosity, and then like a divine light, he disappeared from Xiao Chen's arms in an instant.

  In this moment, lightning flashes; in this moment, a thousand junctures converge into one departure...

  Just when everyone thought Yu Jian was doomed, even Yu Jian himself thought so, the flying sword did not kill Yu Jian, but was caught by a fleshy paw and held in hand to play with curiously.

  "This...this is impossible..." Ge Xiang's eyeballs almost fell out, and he was shocked by Xiao Doudou's incredible methods, his words were unclear.

  Xiao Chen looked at Xiaodoudou with a gaze as if he was looking at a ghost, thinking to himself: "What kind of strength does Xiaodoudou have, to be able to catch a flying sword with his bare hands?"

  Yue Ling was also shocked on the spot, never expecting that Xiao Chen's stolen small thing would be so powerful, it's simply against the sky!

  To catch a flying sword with bare hands, what kind of strength is required? At the very least, one would need to have achieved the cultivation level of Ling Jue Jing. Could it be that this seemingly cute little guy with a big braid has actually attained the cultivation level of Ling Jue Jing?!

  You Jian only felt that he had narrowly escaped death, and at this moment, he slowly opened his eyes to see that Xiao Tui had actually grasped the flying sword. He let out a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he felt endless gratitude towards Xiao Tui.

  "Hum! You actually dare to collude with demons, what a big nerve you have. Today I might spare you, but the law will not!"

  Ge Xiangqian secretly manipulated the power of his divine soul, wanting to bring the flying sword back, but it was completely ineffective. It seemed that Xiaodu's palm contained a powerful force, and he couldn't budge it at all.

  After three attempts with no success, Ge Xiangqian couldn't help but look flustered and furious, his hair disheveled, and he arbitrarily believed that Xiao Chui was a demon, and even put a big hat on Xiao Chen and others for colluding with demons.

  "Today I will clean up the door, and kill you all!" Ge Xiangqian roared, his flying sword was withdrawn, it was even more painful than when his cousin Zhong Chongshan was killed by someone. His foot stomped on the ground, he jumped high into the air, his whole body was like a giant bird, pouncing towards Xiao Chen and the other two.

  The man had barely risen into the air when a fierce gust of wind tore through, ripping apart the atmosphere. The direction of his fist was accompanied by an explosive sound that shook the eardrums like thunder.

  This fist was thrown in anger and struck You Jian with a loud crash.

  You Jian cannot avoid it, at this time the true energy is circulating, and he can only force his way forward.

  Boom!

  The two men clashed with a loud, muffled sound. Ge Xiang's fist was unmatched in power, and he struck down with brute force, his strength overwhelming. Yu Jian, despite being at the Ninth Heaven of Concentrated Spirit, was unable to bridge the gap between their realms. He was directly smashed by Ge Xiang, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he rolled to the side.

  Splash!

  But at this moment, Yue Ling slapped the treasure sword and faced Ge Xiang forward. Xiao Chen also didn't delay, his magic sword horizontal, 'Lei Yun San Shi' was like a raging storm, rolling towards Ge Xiang.

  Fierce and menacing, killing intent bursting forth in all directions, going all out with no holding back, a fight to the death!

  "Looking for death!" Ge Xiang's palm shot out a burst of true energy, and with a single grab, he sucked the treasure sword out of Yue Ling's hand. With a flick of his finger, the sword was broken, and with a slap of his palm on Yue Ling's shoulder, Yue Ling was seriously injured, spitting out blood, and fell to the ground without getting up.

  At this moment, Xiao Chen's magic sword also arrived, like a stormy rain, the direction of the magic sword was like a vast expanse of twinkling stars, the sword pierced the sky, swept away the sun and moon, like lightning chasing the palace, torrential pear blossoms, splitting head and face, covering down.

  A master's move is known at a glance, although Xiao Chen's realm was the lowest among the three, but this one move made Ge Xiang recognize that Xiao Chen was the strongest of the three.

  The murderous intent instantly shifted onto Xiao Chen's body, and the little Doudou who had taken away his flying sword was even more intimate with Xiao Chen. At this moment, Ge Xiang's hatred for Xiao Chen was so deep that it couldn't be washed away even by all the waters of the four seas.

  With a sudden slap, the powerful true yuan burst out, ten times thicker than the true energy, one palm like a mountain, covering and pressing down, heavily slapping onto Xiao Chen's rapidly advancing magic sword.

  Buzz!

  Ge Xiangqian's palm was unmatched in power, using the momentum of great skill without refinement to destroy Xiao Chen's sword moves. The violent force instantly transmitted from the sword to Xiao Chen's arm.

  Xiao Chen only felt as if he had been struck by a rapidly running Soul Devouring Beast, and a powerful force suddenly attacked him. Xiao Chen felt his five internal organs churning, retreating continuously, his tiger's mouth cracking open, blood flowing out, and his entire arm was broken.

  Hmph!

  His footsteps came to a halt, and Xiao Chen couldn't hold it in anymore as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

  Generally, a Ling Jue Mirror Warrior has 15,000 jin of strength, and Ge Xiang is still an inner door martial artist, his strength is probably over 20,000 jin. Xiao Chen only has 6,000 jin of strength and can't withstand it at all.

  "I really didn't expect that your realm is the lowest, but your strength is the strongest. It seems that the one who killed my brother is you!" Ge Xiangqian's eyes were bloodshot, and he said in a cold and murderous tone.

  Xiao Chen remained silent, staring fixedly at Ge Xiang, thinking to himself: "This person is too strong, I am no match for him. Unfortunately, the You Ming poisonous smoke was lost during the alley fight, otherwise I would have been able to launch a sneak attack by now."

  Xiao Chen's brain quickly turned around and started thinking about how to cleverly overcome the strong and avoid this crisis.