A ferocious and tyrannical blade light tore through the air, kicking up a massive spray of mist. It descended from the heavens, carrying immense force as it viciously chopped down toward Zhang Bei!
"What a fine Blade Technique!"
Zhang Bei, charging forward on his horse, couldn’t help but roar in approval as he felt the ferocity of the strike.
Man and horse were one. He drew power from his mount, and the Black Profound Spear in his hand pulsed with a sharp glint, like a black dragon emerging from its lair, exuding an immense, ferocious might!
BOOM!!!
The saber and spear clashed violently, erupting with a terrifying Gang Feng.
With the two men at the center, the drizzle within a radius of dozens of meters was instantly atomized into a cold mist.
Han Yuan flipped through the air, landing a few meters away from Zhang Bei.
"Han Yuan... with that strike alone, you’ve earned the right to be my opponent."
Zhang Bei’s expression was grave.
That had just been a probing exchange with Han Yuan.
But he had already felt his opponent’s terrifying Qi Power.
If he hadn’t become one with his steed, borrowing the strength of his unique black horse, he feared he would have been a step behind Han Yuan.
"Then you’d better not disappoint me, Zhang Bei."
Han Yuan gripped his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber and charged toward Zhang Bei.
SWOOSH!
The next instant, the light of his saber tore through the cold wind, slashing toward Zhang Bei with extreme ferocity!
Zhang Bei snorted. The moment he raised his Black Profound Spear, his black horse, as if reading his mind, charged toward Han Yuan in unison.
Riding this momentum, the Black Profound Spear seemed to pierce the air, thrusting out viciously as if accompanied by the roar of a flood dragon!
CLANG!
After the saber and spear collided this time, the two didn’t immediately separate. Instead, they dove into a furious melee!
Han Yuan’s eyes were bloodshot. His body was wreathed in Great Demon Qi, and with both hands on his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber, he unleashed a flurry of wide, powerful, frenzied slashes and chops!
His aura was savage and violent, as if he intended to hack Zhang Bei to pieces.
But Zhang Bei was known as the Black Cloud Spear King. He had dominated the top spot on the Cangshui Black List for years; his strength was no joke!
He swung his Black Profound Spear, each thrust swift and terrifying, kicking up a swathe of black light that resembled a vast dark cloud trying to envelop Han Yuan.
CLANG CLANG CLANG~~~
The clash between them reached a fever pitch!!!
They had completely forgotten the outside world, their fighting spirits soaring, focused only on destroying the opponent before them.
In the span of just a few breaths, they had exchanged nearly a hundred moves!
The sound of their duel alone drowned out the din of the thousands-strong battle!
"Good, good, good!!!"
Han Yuan laughed madly, his eyes bloodshot, the saber in his hands swinging with ever-increasing ferocity.
’This guy!’
Zhang Bei sensed that something was off about Han Yuan.
The man’s aura was growing more violent and terrifying, as if he had descended into madness!
Yet his Blade Technique was only becoming more fearsome!
Even he was alarmed by the dense Evil Qi coiling around the blade!
This was the terror of the Innate Great Demon Scripture.
The more extreme a Cultivator’s emotions, the stronger their power became!
"Eight Extremes·Mountain Shattering Slash!"
Han Yuan leaped high into the air, raised his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber above his head, and brought it down in a vicious, explosive chop!
BOOM!
The terrifying blade light was abnormally frightening, as if it contained the ultimate power to shatter heaven and earth!
Han Yuan’s outburst was extremely sudden.
Both were already fighting with all their might, but Han Yuan suddenly changed the rhythm, unleashing even greater strength and catching Zhang Bei completely off guard.
He could only raise his spear with both hands, like a vajra warrior holding up a mountain, and attempt to block the blow!
BOOM!
The moment the Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber slammed onto the spear’s shaft!
The terrifying, shattering force traveled through the spear shaft into Zhang Bei’s body, and then down into the unique black horse.
No matter how marvelous its bloodline, it couldn’t withstand such power!
The black horse let out a sorrowful whinny.
Its four legs snapped violently, and it collapsed to the ground.
Zhang Bei rolled away, dodging Han Yuan’s follow-up slash and creating some distance!
"Han Yuan, I will kill you today!"
Zhang Bei’s rage reached its peak as he stared at his dying black horse, which lay on the ground vomiting blood. His eyes turned bloodshot.
This horse had been with him for many years and had saved his life multiple times. Their bond was deep.
In its current state, it was clear no one could save it.
How could he not be furious?!
"Come on!"
"I’m right here!"
Han Yuan cracked his neck, a savage grin on his face.
"Black Cloud - Dead Crow!"
Zhang Bei held his spear with both hands, his eyes filled with venomous hatred.
"CAAAW~~~"
The instant the Black Profound Spear thrust out, it seemed to conjure a jet-black crow that let out a sharp, grating cry.
The power of this thrust seemed similar to an ordinary move.
The strange part was the crow’s cry, which could momentarily daze an opponent, creating a killing opportunity!
Han Yuan had never encountered this move before. His ears instantly rang, and a sharp pain shot through his mind.
But he just grinned.
The extremely violent emotions in his heart almost completely blocked out the pain, leaving room for nothing else.
So he fiercely raised his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber.
SWOOSH!
It was like a crescent moon slowly rising in the dark night.
Eight Extremes·Rising Moon Slash!
Zhang Bei hadn’t expected that even after the cry had made Han Yuan’s ears bleed, he hadn’t fallen into a daze.
Besides, the move itself was a trick; its power wasn’t great.
CLANG!
The Black Profound Spear was knocked aside by a single upward slash!
Han Yuan seized the opportunity. He leaped forward and unleashed a chain of kicks, wildly striking Zhang Bei in the chest.
BANG BANG BANG~~~
The power of each kick was abnormally terrifying!
After more than a dozen kicks, Zhang Bei’s Protective True Qi was shattered, and the ribs in his chest were brutally kicked to pieces!
"By the will of the Yellow Springs Saint Mother..."
"...I shall deliver you to the Nine Netherworld!"
A chilling, ancient voice rang out.
The moment Han Yuan landed, an elderly figure appeared behind him, holding a large yellow banner and thrusting it fiercely at his back.
SWOOSH~
But Han Yuan’s figure suddenly dissipated.
He reappeared at the elderly figure’s side and viciously slammed an elbow strike, like one that could split mountains, into him!
Priest Zeng screamed as his left ribs were smashed, sending him flying more than ten meters.
"Old man... didn’t think your bones would be so tough."
Han Yuan narrowed his eyes.
"How... did you just do that?"
Priest Zeng stood up slowly, spitting blood.
"You wouldn’t understand."
Han Yuan, of course, wasn’t going to tell him.
This was actually the Martial Arts Divine Power formed after mastering the Seven Stars Step to Perfection.
Star Shifting.
It allowed one to use special footwork to create a phantom body to deceive an opponent, then launch a surprise attack with one’s real body.
Priest Zeng snorted coldly.
He stood in place, holding the large yellow banner.
On his banner was depicted a terrifying and ferocious Ghost.
It had yellow skin, red hair, fangs, and eyes like Copper Bells.
Zhang Bei, coughing up blood, came to Priest Zeng’s side, his face pale.
"Priest Zeng... it seems this kid is really a handful!"
He had always been a ruthless character, willing to use any means necessary to achieve victory.
That was the case when he ambushed Nie Jing on Sheep Head Mountain back then.
And it was even more so now.
As long as he could win, Zhang Bei never minded ganging up on an opponent.
"He is indeed a bit troublesome."
"But we must finish this kid off as soon as possible."
Priest Zeng said coldly.
Tonight, he had already used a Secret Technique to stimulate the power of all the Wuyun Bandit soldiers.
There was no retreat in this battle.
The only path left was to conquer Cangshui County Town.
"Two against one?"
"Now this is getting interesting."
Han Yuan licked his lips.
But the next second.
Priest Zeng shook his head. "You’re mistaken... it’s one on one."
"Leader Zhang, I’ll need to borrow some of your Essence Blood!"
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