"How is this possible?"

The disciples of the Slaughter Hall were all wide-eyed in disbelief.

All around them.

The various observing factions were equally stunned, many not even noticing their weapons falling to the ground.

Ye Qingchen, only at Profound Pill Second Heaven, clashed head-on with Lin Kuanghu, a Profound Pill Seventh Heaven powerhouse, and the result was Lin Kuanghu being blasted away?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

They would hardly believe it!

"Sword Force! You've actually comprehended Sword Force!"

In the distance.

Amidst swirling dust, Lin Kuanghu twisted and darted out. His gaze towards Ye Qingchen was filled with shock and doubt.

Sword Force!

It is an even higher realm than the Second-Layer Sword Intent.

This is a great force of heaven and earth!

In such a realm, among thousands of Sword Cultivators, it's rare for even one to comprehend it. Among the top ten disciples of the Spirit Coffin Sect, not even the strongest, Jian Cheng, had touched the threshold of Sword Force.

As for the Slaughter Hall, only the Great Elder, Yuan Shisan, had mastered Sword Force!

But who could have imagined that Ye Qingchen could also comprehend Sword Force?

"So what if you've comprehended Sword Force? You're only at Profound Pill Second Heaven, in terms of cultivation realm, I'm five heavens above you!" Lin Kuanghu roared, already charging again towards Ye Qingchen with a furious assault.

Boom!

He suddenly roared, stepping forward, his body seeming to shrink the earth into an inch, arriving directly in front of Ye Qingchen. Both hands gripped a long spear, then suddenly thrust forward.

"Mad Dragon Collapse!"

Earth Tier Lower-Grade Martial Technique!

This spear thrust came as fast as lightning, tearing through the void like a thunderclap, and as unstoppable as a collapsing mountain. It fully demonstrated the power of a Profound Pill Seventh Heaven expert.

Rumble!

Violent True Qi surged, the long spear in his hand spinning madly, condensing into a black mad dragon. Lin Kuanghu's hands shook, the gun barrel dancing up and down, driving the mad dragon, like a giant dragon soaring in the sky, winding and flowing.

And the position where the mad dragon pounced was exactly where Ye Qingchen stood.

Facing this overwhelming strike, Ye Qingchen's expression remained unchanged, merely raising his Netherworld Sword slightly, then gently stomped his foot.

"Boom!"

As if heaven and earth had collapsed.

At this moment, the entire Nine Dragon Mountain violently shook. The ground beneath Ye Qingchen's feet was instantly crushed by a tremendous force, forcibly creating a huge depression several meters long.

That depression was unmistakably a footprint.

And Ye Qingchen, following his sword, shot forward like a gust of wind.

"Hao Feng Style!"

The final move of the Four Forms of Stone Wall.

This sword stroke was like a rainbow piercing the sun.

In everyone's eyes, this clash was destined to be a heaven-shattering strike, but the result exceeded all expectations. Ye Qingchen's sword passed unhindered, striking directly at the black dragon, piercing through.

"Scree!"

A ripping sound erupted.

The black dragon was torn apart by the sword, and before Lin Kuanghu could react, it collided with the tip of his spear.

"Wow!"

Lin Kuanghu's body trembled, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his entire being thrown back, crashing to the ground once more.

"How is this possible!"

Not only the disciples of the Slaughter Hall but everyone around was in an uproar.

Before.

They thought when Lin Kuanghu was blasted back, it was due to his carelessness. But now, as the two exchanged direct blows, they realized they were gravely mistaken. This young man, at Profound Pill Second Heaven, had a strength that surpassed all their imaginations.

To kill him, at least a Profound Pill Eighth Heaven, or even Ninth Heaven, existence was required.

Even Lin Kuanghu's expression changed drastically, involuntarily asking in shock, "What martial technique is this?"

"A sword technique I comprehended from a stone slab, called Hao Feng Style, graded Earth Tier Middle," Ye Qingchen calmly replied.

Hearing this, Lin Kuanghu was inwardly shocked.

He knew.

Although this was an Earth Tier Middle move, comparable to his own full-force Mad Dragon Collapse, Ye Qingchen's comprehension of Sword Force allowed him to dominate.

However, as Lin Kuanghu looked at Ye Qingchen again, seeing his slightly pale face, he suddenly laughed, "You nearly scared me. With your strength, using an Earth Tier Middle martial technique is too taxing. That last sword must have drained at least half of your internal power, how many more swords can you swing?"

After he spoke, the Slaughter Hall disciples erupted in a burst of exuberant shouts, as if victory was assured.

Ye Qingchen also sighed inwardly.

As the opponent said, this move consumed too much, truly an all-out strike, depleting nearly a third of his internal power. Furthermore, he had virtually swept through the entire Nine Dragon Mountain this night, storming into the Slaughter Hall, and battle with Lin Kuanghu, taking a heavy toll.

"What's the matter? Thinking of surrendering now? Unfortunately, it's already too late!"

Lin Kuanghu sneered coldly.

Upon finishing his words.

He was like a dragon tamer, fiercely striking once more.

"Roar!"

The mighty dragon roar echoed throughout the heavens and earth again. The terrifying black dragon snaked its way out, charging forward to kill. Rolling along the ground, the mighty black dragon drew a deep trench, raising a colossal wave hundreds of meters long.

Like a dragon and serpent walking from the land, reaching the peak of grandeur!

Everyone present was captivated by this aura without exception.

"Ye Qingchen, it's over!"

Lin Kuanghu roared explosive.

The fierce black dragon had madly charged in front of Ye Qingchen.

Upon witnessing this scene.

The Slaughter Hall disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief; this battle was finally coming to an end. Yet, thinking about it, they couldn't help but feel some melancholy—how could the mighty Spirit Coffin Sect's Slaughter Hall be so elated over finally killing a cultivator of Profound Pill Second Heaven?

The people around them secretly shook their heads; they hadn't expected this battle at Nine Dragon Mountain to end in such a manner. But on second thought, it wasn't a wasted life for Ye Qingchen, who, despite being so young, nearly slew across Nine Dragon Mountain, ultimately provoking Lin Kuanghu to subdue him!

"Is it over?"

Ye Qingchen suddenly raised his head, cold brilliance surging in his eyes.

"You are wrong!"

"It has just begun!"

"Even if you are Profound Pill Seventh Heaven, so what? It's enough for me to kill you!"

Having said this, Ye Qingchen lifted his sword once more.

Clang!

A sword cry resounded in the void, and a heaven-shocking sword rainbow emerged once again. The invisible air around them was cleaved like water, transforming into white cloud waves, blowing away in every direction.

The surrounding trees rang with roaring noise from the blast of this white cloud wave.

Another sword rainbow shot out.

This sword rainbow was even more dazzling and radiant than before.

Like a replay of the previous scene.

The fierce black dragon was once again torn apart.

"Haha, Ye Qingchen..."

His offense broken, Lin Kuanghu spat blood and retreated hastily. Yet, he grew ever more frenzied, bursting into laughter: "Ye Qingchen, you're merely putting up a futile struggle!"

However.

Before Lin Kuanghu's laughter could fade, Ye Qingchen already lifted his sword once more, softly saying:

"The third sword!"

Clang!

The sword cry resounded throughout Nine Dragon Mountain.

"Impossible!"

Lin Kuanghu's face turned ashen, unable to believe.

How could Ye Qingchen, with a cultivation of Profound Pill Second Heaven, execute so many sword techniques?

Yet.

It hadn't stopped!

"The fourth sword!"

"The fifth sword!"

"The sixth sword!"

...

Upon the release of the seventh sword.

The sword rainbow extended even a hundred meters long, unstoppable!

Even from a distance of several kilometers, everyone felt the terrifying sword qi rushing toward them.

"No!"

Lin Kuanghu screamed hoarsely, suddenly lifting his battle spear, gathering infinite black True Qi to try to obstruct Ye Qingchen's sword.

But.

Even though he had consecutively resisted six swords earlier, not only were most of his bones shattered, his internal organs were crushed, how could he now withstand this overwhelming sword?

In the shocked gaze of everyone.

Only to see——

This sword rainbow tore through Lin Kuanghu's final desperate burst. It pierced through his chest on the spot, shooting directly out of his back. The remaining force of the sword rainbow continued unabated, shooting through the void, vanishing like a meteor beyond everyone's sight.

"How could it be..."

Lin Kuanghu's body twitched abruptly, stiffening in place. His pupil was filled with a shocked expression, which eventually completely dissipated.

This Seventh Elder of the Slaughter Hall.

Lin Kuanghu, who had emerged from a mountain of corpses and sea of blood, completely perished under Ye Qingchen's sword, crashing to the ground in a flood of blood, lost to life entirely!

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