This unexpected scene caught everyone by surprise.

Just a moment ago, they were still in awe of Shen Ming's overwhelming, earth-shattering might. But in the next instant, they couldn't believe that this surge was split open by a single sword stroke from Ye Qingchen.

The Wind Sword Intent permeating through the void made everyone involuntarily cry out in astonishment.

"How is this possible?"

"He actually split it with just one sword stroke?"

"Just how many kinds of Wind Sword Intent has Ye Qingchen mastered?"

Everyone widened their eyes.

As if in disbelief.

"How can this be?"

Shen Ming's complexion changed entirely.

The sword he had just unleashed, with no reservation, could effortlessly slay even a strong Profound Pill Realm practitioner—how could it be split open by Ye Qingchen?

"I've told you, you're not qualified to make me retreat!"

Against the wind, Ye Qingchen slightly raised his eyes.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hold on!" Shen Ming's expression turned cold. He did not believe Ye Qingchen had the capital to contend with him.

He suddenly stomped his foot, and the sound of water around intensified. In an instant, countless shimmering flying swords appeared out of nowhere in the void.

These flying swords numbered nine hundred ninety-nine!

It was the number of extremity!

Each flying sword shone with a dazzling emerald gleam.

"Go!"

With a wave of Shen Ming's hand, the flying swords shattered the sky, enveloping the entire arena and spreading hundreds of feet around. Amidst the dazzling sword light, the crowd felt as though they had fallen into an ocean of swords!

"Well met!"

Ye Qingchen's sword edge turned, and an even more magnificent gust of wind surged from the void. These winds condensed into thousands of threads, forming a similarly vast array of flying swords.

These flying swords were equally the art of the Ninth Extreme.

As soon as they formed.

They ferociously rushed toward Shen Ming's attack.

Instantly.

The entire arena became an ocean of swords.

The flying swords imbued with immense Water Realm charged directly at the flying swords filled with vast Wind Sword Intent, clashing directly.

To the crowd, this should have been a strike that shattered the heavens.

However, the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

Just observe.

Shen Ming's flying swords, infused with a thousand two hundred strands of Water Sword Intent, were torn apart in an instant by Ye Qingchen's swords on the spot. And the flying swords containing the Wind Sword Intent suffered little loss, continuing their unceasingly ferocious sweep towards Shen Ming.

"What?"

At this moment.

Shen Ming's expression finally changed.

He rotated his long sword, suddenly pointing it toward the sky.

In the void, a giant wall of water swiftly emerged—a wall seven yards high and two yards wide. Shen Ming had pushed the Water Sword Intent to its limit.

Rumble!

A terrifying sound of tearing erupted.

This thick water wall was directly torn open by the flying swords. However, after breaking through this wall, only less than two hundred swords remained.

Yet.

At this moment, an unexpected twist occurred.

Shen Ming took a sudden step forward.

A colossal surge of azure True Qi erupted, soaring to the sky.

At this moment.

His Half-Step Profound aura was revealed in full, larger than ever. The Water Sword Intent at this moment filled the entire Celestial Martial Plaza.

Clang clang clang!

A continuous, metal-clashing sound resonated. Countless streams of water appeared suddenly, the flying swords being directly shattered by Shen Ming's vast aura, stopping one yard away from him, unable to draw closer.

"Ye Qingchen, did you think my Half-Step Profound Pill cultivation was a joke?" Shen Ming slightly raised his head, "But also, I didn't expect your power to reach this level. In due time, you will surely surpass me! But alas, today you have met me!"

Without absolute strength.

How could the True Martial Sect Leader publicly promise to open Black Tortoise Pavilion, relying precisely on his strength!

Of course, he also didn't expect Ye Qingchen's strength to reach such a level.

As he spoke.

Vibrate!

Just observe.

The sword light dances, the sword wheel spins.

Shen Ming slanted his sword, and the Water Sword Intent, which appeared like a towering wave in everyone's eyes, surged again, and this giant wave abruptly grew taller in an instant.

With an incredible posture, it collapsed downward, fiercely sweeping towards Ye Qingchen.

"Is that so?"

Ye Qingchen smiled faintly.

Raised his sword and swung it again.

Boom!

In the void, it seemed like a thunderstorm reverberated, with almost no pause, countless flying swords directly appeared in the void. The number of flying swords this time was even larger than before.

When these flying swords appeared, they had already sealed off the entire arena, practically eclipsing the sky!

In an instant, the entire arena had already become a place of certain death.

Especially as Ye Qingchen curled his hand into a grasp.

Those countless flying swords.

Seemed to shoot forth like ten thousand arrows, blasting forth with a roar. This Vast Sword stance was a hundred times more massive than the attack formed by Yun Xiaolong using sword fragments before.

In this instant.

The entire arena had already become a battlefield of Water Sword Intent and Wind Sword Intent. Even the figures of Ye Qingchen and Shen Ming were completely submerged; people could only see a radiant sword light.

Could only see wind stirring across the sky and water sprawling everywhere.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Even.

The Vast Sword Qi exploding from their clash forced the surrounding spectators to retreat again and again.

"How can he be so strong!"

Watching the arena, someone swallowed hard.

Shen Ming having such strength is only natural, but Ye Qingchen possessing the strength to counter him is too shocking.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Shen Ming might lose?" Many True Martial Sect disciples gasped, "Ye Qingchen is only at the Spiritual Sea Eighth Heaven and still possesses such strength. When he reaches Senior Brother Shen Ming's Cultivation Realm, how terrifying will he be?"

The others present dared not breathe deeply, their eyes fixed on the arena.

Although everyone could see clearly, while both seemed imposing, most of the time it was Ye Qingchen attacking and Shen Ming defending. As the saying goes, if one defends too long, they will surely fail; as long as Shen Ming shows a flaw, victory will be determined.

"We can't continue like this; we must counterattack!"

Shen Ming knew this as well.

If this continued, he feared he would truly lose at the hands of Ye Qingchen.

"Ye Qingchen, do you dare face my move!"

Roaring,

Shen Ming executed the Heaven-Stepping Step, ascending skyward, spanning dozens of feet in a step.

"Dragon Soaring Through Nine Heavens!"

The vast True Qi surrounding him simultaneously erupted outward, forming a colossal wild dragon, dozens of feet long, outside his body. This dragon had distinct horns, scales, claws, and whiskers, all vividly lifelike.

Displaying a majestic pressure, seemingly like a true dragon descending, giving one an extremely terrifying feeling of being crushed.

Then.

As this wild dragon formed, Shen Ming abruptly shifted direction, carrying the dragon's momentum, crushing towards Ye Qingchen.

Boom!

This furious crushing momentum was vast, unmatched, even compressing the surrounding air to the point of explosion. Everyone present couldn't help but shiver, feeling a massive power crushing in, unable to breathe.

"So strong!"

"Senior Brother Shen Ming used Dragon Soaring Through Nine Heavens! It's his strongest move..."

"This is a wild dragon formed entirely from True Qi and Water Sword Intent! Senior Brother Shen Ming poured all his strength into this strike, evidently wanting to decide the victory with this move!"

"I wonder how Ye Qingchen will defend?"

"Look quickly, Ye Qingchen is wielding his sword!"

"This sword..."

"Clang!"

A sharp sound of sword resonance suddenly rang out.

Radiant sword light appeared at this moment in the universe. As the sword light emerged, it seemed even time paused.

Raised the sword, slashed!

This sword seemed like a gale from the highest heavens, carrying the force to tear everything apart, cutting out a seven-foot sword beam, slicing towards the wild dragon.

Twenty feet against seven feet.

In everyone's eyes.

The two were incomparably unmatched, as if Ye Qingchen's sword beam would be torn apart by Shen Ming's giant dragon in an instant. Yet the result was, in the depths of countless pairs of eyes, the giant dragon's massive body was directly shredded by this sword.

"It's over!"

At this moment, a sinking feeling struck everyone's hearts.

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