Dumbfounded

"Clang, clang..." A cold light flashed, and the ten flying swords released by Yue Qianchou immediately entangled the opponent's flying sword in the air, emitting First Company ear-piercing crisp sounds. However, the difference in cultivation between the two was too great. Luo Xiaohan made a hand seal, and the flying sword spun in the air, immediately deflecting the entangled flying sword. With a "whoosh," it shot out towards the opponent again.

"Go, combine!" Yue Qianchou his finger, and ten more flying swords shot out from the sword umbrella behind him. He then clasped his hands together, and the ten flying swords condensed into one, violently colliding with the incoming sword. "Clang!" The incoming sword's momentum faltered. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yue Qianchou clasped his hands together again and shouted, "Combine!" The ten flying swords that had been flicked away earlier condensed into one, quickly striking the middle of the opponent's flying sword. With a "bang," the opponent's sword only sank slightly, without being knocked away.

"Overestimating yourself!" Luo Xiaohan sneered, his fingers flashing, and his flying sword soared into the air, whistling as it slashed at a combined sword. "Bang!" Yue Qianchou's mind jolted, and the combined sword was instantly shattered. Before he could even regain his composure, the opponent's flying sword struck another combined sword. With a loud crash, Yue Qianchou staggered, almost falling off the sword.

The difference in cultivation level was quickly revealed in just a few exchanges. Cheers erupted from the Daluo Sect, while many on the demonic path shook their heads and sighed. Hong Qi, standing beside Dongguo Su and his wife, clenched his small fists; though young, he knew his master had suffered a loss.

This won't do. The difference in cultivation levels between the two sides is too great. Yue Qianchou was secretly startled. He forced himself to calm down, recalled the twenty flying swords that had been scattered, spread his arms wide, and shouted, "Go!"

More than ninety flying swords hurtled towards him in a cone shape. Luo Xiaohan snorted coldly, quickly summoning the swords back to his hand with a series of hand seals. His eyes were fixed on the incoming flying sword combination, and he shouted, "Daluo Sky-Breaking Style!"

He gripped the hilt of the flying sword with both hands, instantly conjuring a giant sword. He raised it high and slashed down fiercely. With a loud "bang," the cone formed by the ninety-eight flying swords was immediately shattered and fell to the ground.

Yue Qianchou immediately staggered on his flying sword, raised his hand to his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood. The powerful shock transmitted back from the ninety-eight flying swords connected to his mind injured him on the spot.

Luo Xiaohan looked at the more than ninety flying swords that had fallen to the ground and let out a soft "Eh," saying, "They are all high-grade Law Artifact flying swords!" According to his own estimation, given the huge difference in cultivation levels between the two sides, this attack should have shattered at least a dozen of the opponent's flying swords, if not all of them. But none of them were broken; they were all high-grade Law Artifact flying swords.

Having learned his lesson, Yue Qianchou finally understood that he couldn't possibly fight his opponent head-on with his current cultivation level. With a flick of his fingers, all the flying swords on the ground immediately took to the air and flew back, circling around him several times. His ten fingers moved like lotus flowers, and ninety-eight flying swords scattered and rushed away in various trajectories.

"You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!" Luo Xiaohan sneered, released the flying sword in his hand, letting it stand upright in front of his chest, quickly made a complicated hand seal, pointed at the end of the sword, and shouted urgently, "Daluo Heaven Cycle Style!"

With a flick of his wrist, the sword spun rapidly, conjuring countless sword shadows, which he then pushed away with a palm strike. The sword shadows multiplied, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a sword shield in front of him, instantly trapping all the flying swords sent by Yue Qianchou within it.

After a series of continuous, ear-piercing crackling sounds, Yue Qianchou was forced to abandon control of the ninety-eight flying swords; continuing to resist would only result in further injury. Seeing that he had given up resisting, Luo Xiaohan laughed heartily, made hand seals, and reduced the range of the rotating sword shadows, deflecting Yue Qianchou's flying swords one by one, which he then stored in his Storage Bag.

A wave of regret swept through the crowd, even Qiu Wuyuan and his fellow demonic cultivators who had strongly Chou Wuyuan Yue Qianchou couldn't help but sigh. Yan Zixia, witnessing the situation, finally revealed a hint of worry in her eyes. The people of Fu Xian Island, however, wore inscrutable expressions, unable to articulate their feelings. Although Yue Qianchou had been expelled from Fu Xian Island, he was still an outstanding disciple of the Fu Xian Island, and his defeat, however small, still brought shame upon Fu Xian Island.

The four shopkeepers from the Four Great Families had received orders beforehand: Yue Qianchou defeated and in danger, they were to rescue him at all costs. They were already itching to act. Yan Zhuixing observed the two engaged in their final battle, sensing something was amiss. It seemed things shouldn't end like this, because Yue Qianchou was too calm, seemingly unconcerned about his defeat. Did he think Luo Xiaohan would let him off so easily?

Luo Xiaohan stared at the flying sword under Yue Qianchou's feet, not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he said jokingly, "Yue Qianchou, thank you for giving me this high-grade magic Law Artifact. Now, just hand it over obediently, and maybe I'll be in a good mood and spare your life." A burst of laughter immediately came from the Daluo Sect.

Yue Qianchou stood with his hands behind his back on the sword, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring at him arrogantly and saying, "You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth! Since I, Yue Qianchou, have never been defeated since I debuted, how could you, a scoundrel, possibly defeat me! What happened just now was merely a warm-up. Now I will let you know the power of my profound skills. I hope you won't regret it." He was not as low-key as usual today, but instead uttered a lot of boastful words, the purpose of which only he knew.

Upon hearing this, Luo Xiaohan burst into laughter again, saying, "Alright, bring it on! I want to see just how powerful your skills are..."

Before he could finish speaking, he abruptly stopped, stunned and speechless. A strange red light flashed in the air, and suddenly a sea of fire appeared. In the center, a figure stared indifferently at him as if he were an ant. Who else could it be but Yue Qianchou?

What was going on? The onlookers were immediately taken aback. Even those standing at a distance could feel the intense heat. The flowers, plants, and trees around the sea of fire were already emitting wisps of smoke, and the fire beneath the flames had already started burning, slowly spreading to the surrounding area.

The shock of this scene was indescribable. Chou Wuyuan swallowed hard and murmured, "What kind of Method Formula is this? I've never heard of it before. Could this be the profound skill that Yue Qianchou mentioned? Senior brother, have you heard of it?"

He was asking Yan Bugui of the Hundred Flower Palace. The latter came to his senses and exhaled, "Impressive. You can feel such a high temperature just standing here. How could Yue Qianchou in the fire withstand it?" Yan Zhuixing nodded inwardly. That's right. So he really did have something to rely on. No wonder he was so arrogant.

Little Hong Qi, standing in the crowd, had a gleam in his eyes. His little hands instinctively grabbed the clothes of his grandparents on either side of him. Dongguo Su and his wife exchanged a glance, unable to hide their shock. In fact, they weren't the only ones; everyone else was the same.

After regaining his senses, Zhu Xianxian of the Daluo Sect repeatedly winked at his disciples, warning them to be prepared. However, the disciples were all somewhat timid and did not move an inch for a long time. Zhu Xianxian became very annoyed and took a step forward, wanting to take action himself.

To everyone's Chou Wuyuan, Qiu Wuyuan's loud laughter immediately rang in his ears. "Zhu Xianxian, the rules before the decisive battle have already been agreed upon. If Luo Xiaohan's mentors make a move, do Chou Wuyuan impolite."

Under the gaze of the crowd, Chou Wuyuan laughed heartily; he was determined to do this favor today.

Yue Qianchou glanced over there, the flames around him quickly receding and compressing to an arm's length away. He stared coldly at the dumbfounded Luo Xiaohan and said, "Didn't you want to see how powerful my profound skills are? Why haven't you made a move yet?"

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