Chapter 349: Chapter 242: The Truth of Origin! Boundless Imperial Will!_3
But at this moment, Ye Xiaoyi grabbed Ye Zhu’s sleeve and transmitted a voice:
"Don’t go, Grandpa. Chang Qing’s Sword Dao is very strong!"
"Very strong!"
Ye Xiaoyi had already witnessed this on the Sword God’s Path.
"Let go!"
Ye Zhu said irritably, "Chang Qing is only at the Divine Spirit stage. How could he..."
"Chang Qing made it to the third level of the Sword God’s Path."
Ye Xiaoyi’s words made Ye Zhu’s eyes widen in disbelief as he looked toward Su Changqing.
The third level of the Sword God’s Path...
Even he couldn’t achieve that!
...
"Hahaha, a gentleman’s word cannot be retracted!"
Ximen Qingjun was overjoyed upon hearing this, and immediately went to the center of the Sword Testing Platform.
Although he and his Second Brother joined forces,
today, as long as they could defeat Su Changqing, he could overcome his sword heart demons!
"This is what you chose yourself."
Ximen Langge curled his lips in a disdainful smile, also stepping into the arena.
The group from the Sword Pavilion and the Celestial Sword’s people all stared at each other, ready to act at any moment.
And everyone present was stunned by the sight.
"Is Su Changqing crazy? That’s Ximen Langge from the fourth-stage pinnacle!"
"Not only that, even a Great King here at Sword God Mountain might not be able to defeat Ximen Langge."
"Hiss... Where does Su Changqing get the courage to challenge him?"
The crowd whispered amongst themselves, casting sympathetic looks at Su Changqing from time to time.
At this moment, not only they, but the Su family crowd in the heavens were also sweating anxiously.
If Ye Shu hadn’t stopped them, they would likely have rushed in.
...
And amidst everyone’s chatter, Su Changqing too stepped into the arena.
"Hahaha, Su Changqing, today I want you dead!"
Ximen Qingjun laughed loudly, his overwhelming sword intent erupting from within.
"Arrogant brat."
Ximen Langge slowly stepped forward, a slight smile on his calm face as he spoke,
"You simply don’t understand the difference between us is so vast!"
Boom!
A towering sword intent erupted, with endless sword light swirling around.
The terrifying aura triggered a sword storm in this world.
"Fall."
Ximen Langge gently lifted his finger, weaving a network of endless sword intent, sword lights howling and converging.
In the blink of an eye, a thousand-foot Celestial Sword with terrifying power fell towards Su Changqing!
"Hahaha, die!"
Ximen Qingjun laughed loudly, wielding his sharp sword, he too launched a barrage of sword lights.
In just an instant, the place where Su Changqing stood became like a sword domain.
And at this moment...
Su Changqing slowly raised his head, an amethyst gold mark rapidly emerging from his brow.
The world abruptly shook, and the next moment...
Boom!
A brilliant golden sword intent erupted furiously from Su Changqing’s body.
Endless sword light engulfed this world, condensing into a majestic seal in the void!
Su Changqing rose step by step, surrounded by amethyst gold light, his entire demeanor suddenly transformed.
Noble, domineering, majestic...
With the gold mark on his brow, Su Changqing swept his indifferent gaze around like a supreme emperor surveying his domain.
Buzz buzz buzz!
At this moment, ten thousand swords rose into the air, as if in worship, their tips facing down, lamenting.
All the sword cultivators present showed horrified expressions as they looked at the regal youth in the void.
Their swords, even the ’intent’ they cultivated, trembled violently.
At this moment, Ximen Langge and Ximen Qingjun dumbly looked up at Su Changqing, their eyes filled with shock.
They couldn’t compare the Su Changqing before them to the enraged scholar of just a moment ago.
And at the center of the ten thousand swords, Su Changqing scanned the descending thousand-foot Celestial Sword and the two below, anger burning in his heart.
A mighty and blatant shout exploded across the heavens.
"Kneel to me!"
Boom!
The amethyst majestic seal shone brightly, the terrifying sword intent oppressive like a collapsing sky.
The thousand-foot Celestial Sword shattered in response, endless sword light dissipating like smoke.
And below, Ximen Qingjun and Ximen Langge, facing the terrifying oppression as if bearing an Ancient Divine Mountain.
They used all their strength to resist, but in the next moment...
Boom! Crack!
Their expressions twisted in agony and their bodies fell like pushed columns of gold and jade, their knees crashing heavily to the ground with a loud bang.
The world fell into immediate silence.
The battle had begun and ended.
Ximen Langge, who could rival a Great King on the Sword Dao path,
didn’t survive a single move at the hands of the Divine Spirit Su Changqing.
"Stop!"
After a while, those on the Celestial Sword side finally reacted, their expressions changing as they angrily shouted.
But at this moment, Su Changqing, with black hair flowing wildly and an icy expression, approached Ximen Qingjun,
"Release them!"
At this moment, Er Niu was still in their hands.
But it doesn’t matter, he already has leverage.
"Impossible!"
Ximen Qingjun could barely look directly at Su Changqing as he shouted in anger:
"If you dare, kill me; Su Mingyu is still in our..."
Boom!
Before Ximen Qingjun could finish speaking, an overwhelming sword intent erupted around Su Changqing.
Ximen Qingjun instantly exploded in a blaze of endless sword light!
Blood mist and severed limbs soared, endless sword intent encircling.
At this moment, Su Changqing, like an iron-blooded emperor, his aura reaching the pinnacle, looked at the Celestial Sword crowd, speaking coldly once more,
"Release them!"