Chaotic Sword God

“Yunxiao, you’re actually using the Founding God’s Fist against your own clansmen. Do you know what you’re going right now!?” Changyang Qing Yun furiously roared as he fought against Changyang Zu Xiao. However, what he said was not enough to stop Changyang Zu Yunxiao.

The Founding God’s First was a powerful battle skill that bordered a whole different domain, so even with Changyang Zu Yunxiao’s strength, he needed some time to charge it up.

The weather in the surrounding area suddenly began to change. As he charged up the battle skill, the rich energy and World Force in the independent world began to move violently, creating storms of energy and kicking dust into the air. The entire floating land gently trembled

The space around Changyang Zu Yunxiao began to violently shake. It wildly twisted, obscuring him and making his figure appear bent from time to time. Extremely powerful energy had condensed where his fist was.

“Transcendence—Supreme Shielding!”

As Changyang Zu Yunxiao’s opponent, Changyang Qing Yunfeng shouted out as well. He used an ancient secret technique, using Spatial Force to create a spatial obstruction between him and Changyang Zu Yunxiao, as if they had been separated by two different world.

Suddenly, a tremendous pressure appeared. It was so powerful that all the Saint Rulers who were watching from afar shuddered unknowingly, and many people below Saint Ruler had even collapsed to the ground. Some of the weaker people had even vomited blood. Just the pressure had ruptured their organs and made them heavily injured.

The pressure was exceptionally great, far more powerful than other Saint Tier Battle Skills. Such a skill was extremely rare on the Tian Yuan Continent, and only Saint Kings could resist it.

Changyang Zu Yunxiao bathed in a dazzling light. He seemed like a god, possessing an absolute will. His fist slightly moved toward Changyang Qing Yunfeng from afar.

His fist did not move fast at all; in fact, it could be described as extremely slow. However, as he punched, he seemed to have invoked some mysteries and powerful energies of the world, causing the muffled rumble of thunder to ring through the space.

With a single punch, the weather changed and everything fell silent. The punch seemed to have replaced the world, becoming the only existence that moved. It was the most eye-catching thing in the world.

The punch seemed to have used all the power in the surroundings. It shot forward with an unstoppable force in the form of an angered dragon.

The Founding God’s Fist had already reached the peak of Saint Tier Battle Skills and had already reached the border of a whole different domain. It was close to transcending the Saint Tier!

The fist collided with the spatial barrier from Changyang Qing Yunfeng first, yet it was unable to stop it at all. The fist easily made its way through, causing the space there to violently shake. A region of it had already shattered, disintegrating into darkness, but it recovered very quickly.

The battle skill was not weakened after making it through the barrier. It continued to surge toward Changyang Qing Yunfeng with great might.

Changyang Qing Yunfeng became extremely stern. He had already been locked onto by the battle skill, so it could not be dodged easily, especially since it had virtually surpassed the Saint Tier. He could only take it head on, unable to flee.

The punch came in contact with the layers of defenses cast down through secret techniques with an earth-shaking commotion. It broke through all obstructions and landed on Changyang Qing Yunfeng’s body mercilessly.

Spurt!

Blood immediately sprayed from Changyang Qing Yunfeng’s mouth as mist. He was completely blown away, passing through several mountains along the way before finally becoming lodged in another mountain. There were no signs of movement from him for quite a long time.

“Changyang Zu Yunxiao, I definitely won’t let you off easily for being so heavy-handed against a great elder,” Changyang Qing Yun furiously yelled again. His presence quickly skyrocketed, and he began to use his full strength regardless of the consequences. He blew Changyang Zu Xiao away with a single palm strike before flying toward Changyang Zu Yunxiao as a furious streak of light.

The light around Changyang Zu Yunxiao was extraordinarily blinding. After the attack, the might of the battle skill had no dispersed yet. He only stared at Changyang Qing Yun in interest with no fear at all. Afterward, he punched toward Changyang Qing Yun in the exact same manner.

With the punch, everything fell silent. It seemed to have become the only existence in the world, possessing an unbelievable amount of force.

Changyang Qing Yun showed no emotion in his icy-cold eyes. Although Changyang Zu Yunxiao’s battle skill had surpassed Saint Tier, it was still limited by his strength after all. It was not enough to threaten Changyang Qing Yun.

“Soul-obliterating Palm Strike!” Changyang Qing Yun sneered. He struck his hand against the Founding God’s Fist, and a pressure descended from the surroundings. It was also a Saint Tier Battle Skill, except it was nowhere as great as the Founding God’s Fist, but with his strength at Great Perfection, Changyang Qing Yun could use it instantaneously.

The two Saint Tier Battle Skills collided in the air and a great boom erupted. Terrifying ripples of energy dissipated into the surroundings, almost causing the space there to shatter. The eighteen divine halls high up in the sky had become even more consolidated now, holding the whole space in place.

The two battle skills were equally matched and dispersed at the same time. Although the two battle skills varied in base power, the disparity in their casters’ cultivation level was just far too great, which was why this difference in power could be made up.

Before Changyang Zu Yunxiao could recover from casting the battle skill, Changyang Qing Yun arrived in front of him with a flash. He hit Changyang Zu Yunxiao with a palm strike, which passed through the brilliance of the Founding God’s Fist to land on his chest.

Spurt! A cloud of blood shot from Changyang Zu Yunxiao’s mouth and blood immediately drained from his face. He was blown far away by Changyang Qing Yun’s attack, now heavily injured.

“I will never forgive you, Changyang Qing Yun!” Changyang Zu Yunxiao was utterly enraged. He charged over from afar as his eyes boiled with killing intent. Changyang Zu Yunxiao was his great-grandson and more importantly, the pride of the Zu branch. Changyang Zu Xiao’s anger had reached an irrevocable level after watching Changyang Qing Yun injure Changyang Zu Yunxiao.

Changyang Zu Xiao’s presence rapidly skyrocketed, reaching his peak very soon. It seemed like he was about to use the Founding God’s Fist.

Changyang Qing Yun glared at Changyang Zu Xiao and called out, “Changyang Zu Xiao, your Zu branch has the Founding God’s Fist, but my Qing branch has the Nurture of Spring. If we really do clash, the people who’ll get hurt will only be the clansmen. Do you want to become labeled as an eternal traitor!?” Changyang Qing Yun’s eyes were filled with fear. He was able to dismiss Changyang Zu Yunxiao’s Founding God’s Fist, but he needed to face the same battle skill cast by Changyang Zu Xiao carefully.

A gleam of light flickered through Changyang Zu Xiao’s eyes. After a moment of deliberation, he gave up on the thought of using the battle skill.

Jian Chen’s battle against the two great elders of the Yuan branch was intense. He was littered with wounds and very heavily injured. Changyang Yuan Zhenghua was also covered in many slashes from a sword. He was also heavily injured.

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