"You want to advance into the Celestial Supreme Realm Late Stage? Dream on!"
Ye Xiwen's aura was violent and icy, like a demon god. He gave no one any chance at all.
Feng Wuying wanted to ride his constantly rising momentum into the peak of the Celestial Supreme Realm Late Stage, but how could Ye Xiwen give him that opportunity now? He knew his own limits. If Feng Wuying were merely at the mid-stage Celestial Supreme Realm, he still had a way to deal with him. But once Feng Wuying stepped into the Celestial Supreme Realm Late Stage, he would surpass the range Ye Xiwen could handle.
Therefore, there was only one conclusion: Feng Wuying absolutely could not be allowed to enter the Celestial Supreme Realm Late Stage.
Boom!
Ye Xiwen's sword radiance cleaved down once more. An even more terrifying sword force swept down, swift and ruthless, slashing again at the Fire Phoenix. That Fire Phoenix, condensed from countless strands of Southern Blazing Fire, was split open by a massive crack on the spot, just a hair's breadth from being cut in two by Ye Xiwen's sword.
Before Feng Wuying could react, another sword descended directly.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Amid deafening explosions, Feng Wuying's steadily soaring momentum was completely suppressed by Ye Xiwen in an instant. His aura was pressed down bit by bit.
"How is that possible?" The elder from the Phoenix Clan widened his eyes at this sight, utterly stunned by Ye Xiwen's savage actions.
More importantly, as Ye Xiwen continued to hack down, Feng Wuying's momentum, which had nearly carried him into the Celestial Supreme Realm Late Stage, was completely beaten back.
This was the power of momentum. When things went smoothly, one could smash through everything like splitting bamboo. But if one's momentum was blocked,