"Come and take my life!"
As the words fell, Qin Tian's wooden sword shimmered with a ghostly light as he charged at the one-armed Han Jingzhe.
"You're seeking death!"
Though he had lost an arm, Han Jingzhe was no ordinary person. With his remaining right hand gripping the slender sword tightly, he fought back with all his might.
Clash after clash echoed in the air as their formidable strengths collided almost frantically.
They exchanged over thirty blows, neither gaining the upper hand.
Of course, this was under the condition that Han Jingzhe had lost an arm. If he were at his peak, Qin Tian would never have been able to withstand so many strikes.
"Dragon-Tiger Sword Formation."
After enduring dozens of exchanges, Han Jingzhe finally suppressed the madness within him and began to regard his opponent seriously.
A crisp sound rang out as behind him, Jiao Long and the fierce tiger emerged suddenly.
Dragon-Tiger Sword Formation.
This is a sword technique of the mid-stage Qi Control Realm.
Even in Snow State Sword Manor, only a Heavenly Pride can practice it.
Calmly, Qin Tian.
Upon seeing the Dragon-Tiger Sword Formation,
one hand reached out, and brilliant light instantly merged into the void.
Then, dazzling brilliance appeared before him.
“Soul Binding Demon Array.”
At this point, Qin Tian naturally had to go all out.
He revealed all his trump cards.
When dealing with a powerful opponent at the mid-stage of Qi Control Realm, even if the opponent had lost an arm,
one must never be careless.
The Soul Binding Demon Array manifested.
Sharp chains suddenly enveloped Han Jingzhe.
They formed a boundary akin to an apocalypse.
“Activate!”
As Qin Tian brought down the wooden sword in his hand,
within the Soul Binding Demon Array, immense spiritual power surged.
Suddenly, towering and earth-shaking Phantom Dragons appeared.
It was a manifestation of the Ancient Great Demon, a being that existed only in legends.
According to Qin Tian's speculation, if his cultivation could ultimately reach the Divine Connection Realm, these Ancient Great Demons' Phantom Dragons would become tangible.
At that time, the Soul Binding Demon Array would truly become a formidable formation capable of intimidating the Ninth Heaven.
Currently, however, the Soul Binding Demon Array was far from reaching its peak potential.
Several Phantom Dragons emerged.
Their fierce assault relentlessly targeted Han Jingzhe within the formation.
After all, Han Jingzhe had lost an arm, and for a swordsman, balance was of utmost importance.
If the body could not maintain balance, then the power of his Sword Technique would be significantly diminished.
As expected.
After enduring for just over a dozen breaths, Han Jingzhe began to falter.
"Soul Binding Demon Array, third layer transformation."
Upon entering the Qi Control Realm, the power of the Soul Binding Demon Array surged dramatically.
Previously, Qin Tian had deliberately feigned injury to buy time.
The demon array set up here was merely the first layer transformation.
However, even this first layer transformation had severely wounded the Three Little Kings of Xuezhou Sword Manor once their attention was drawn away.
It could be said that he had taken full advantage of timing, location, and human factors.
Afterward, Qin Tian activated the second layer transformation to trap Han Jingzhe.
Seeing that Han Jingzhe was on the verge of collapse, Qin Tian decided to end it swiftly and decisively unleashed the third layer transformation.
"Star Shift."
The four characters fell.
The massive Soul Binding Demon Array suddenly underwent a transformation.
The several Ancient Great Demons and Phantom Dragons were torn apart, suddenly transforming into a vast ocean of spiritual energy.
In just a moment, that spiritual energy crazily condensed, ultimately forming one after another blazing hot stars.
Qin Tian was now able to unleash the full power of the Soul Binding Demon Array.
And so it was.
Han Jingzhe's pupils no longer held any calmness. They were replaced by intense fear.
"Is heaven going to destroy me?"
His body trembled continuously.
Even his voice lost the confidence it once had.
Almost kneeling on the ground, he could no longer withstand the heat of several blazing stars.
"I will not lose; I am not dead yet."
On the brink of despair, Han Jingzhe did not give up.
After all, he was undeniably a Heavenly Pride of the Snow State Sword Manor.
It would be a joke to be defeated so easily!
At the last moment, his body suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance.
In an instant, that brilliance transformed into sharp Weapons.
The Weapons clanged as they slashed toward the stars.
Boom!
The continuous explosions echoed one after another.
Stars shattered.
Weapons collapsed.
It felt as if the world was coming to an end.
Gradually, even the third layer of the shifting Soul Binding Demon Array began to show signs of instability.
It seemed on the verge of collapse at any moment.
Qin Tian's eyes flashed with alarm as he tightened his grip. The wooden sword, as if sensing everything, shimmered with a ghostly blue Sword Radiance.
It seemed to be telling Qin Tian.
"Don't be afraid, I'm still here!"
With a firm grip on the wooden sword, the fear that had just surged in Qin Tian's heart dissipated like smoke.
Regardless of success or failure, he would give his all in this battle.
Not just for himself.
But also for those who watched over him silently from the depths of the underworld and the distant horizon.
"Fight!"
Qin Tian stepped forward, charging at the array that was already showing signs of collapse.
Bang.
In just a breath's time, the three layers of the shifting Soul Binding Demon Array...
The ground shook violently.
A head of black hair, nearly all white.
Gorgeous clothing, tattered and torn.
Han Jingzhe suppressed his trembling and slowly stepped out of the demon formation.
"The path to heaven is open to you, yet you choose to invade hell.
Prepare to die, Qin Tian."
With disheveled hair, Han Jingzhe seemed to have inadvertently advanced in strength.
Laughing maniacally, he thrust his sword toward Qin Tian's chest.
It was as if the Ninth Heaven's starry river was cascading downwards.
Compared to the sword intent from earlier, this was indeed far stronger.
As he gazed at this unmatched strike, Qin Tian's brows suddenly furrowed.
An unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped his heart.
One must admit that a cultivator at the mid-stage of the Qi Control Realm truly possessed formidable power.
Despite the fact that Qin Tian had laid much groundwork for this battle,
He had even injured himself to draw their attention.
The blood he shed attracted ferocious beasts,
And in a fleeting moment, he hastily set up the first layer of the transforming Soul Binding Demon Array.
Hiding to the side, he used the Azure Sky Sword Formation to divert their attention.
Layer upon layer of preparation.
Time and again, schemes were devised.
This time, it finally led to a confrontation that felt much fairer for him.
Unfortunately, he had calculated everything, but he never expected that the mid-stage mastery of the Qi Control Realm would be terrifying to such an extent.
If it were an ordinary mid-stage Qi Control Realm practitioner, the battle would have likely ended long ago.
What a pity.
However, if the mid-stage mastery of the Qi Control Realm weren't so formidable, Qin Tian would have lost interest in such a realm altogether.
It was precisely because of their strength that Qin Tian harbored an extraordinary desire for even greater cultivation.
"Fight!"
Qin Tian's foot struck down as he brandished his sword horizontally.
"Soaring Flame Sword Intent!"
Though they were several feet apart, Han Jingzhe still dared not let his guard down.
Heaven knows what tricks this guy might have up his sleeve.
The blazing flames, nearly capable of melting the void, merged with his sword intent.
With a sudden attack aimed at the close-range Qin Tian, he moved swiftly.
With a light shift of his foot, Qin Tian's body executed a near-right-angle maneuver, narrowly evading the strike.
In an instant, he discarded his sword and launched a powerful punch toward Han Jingzhe.
The two of them exchanged blows back and forth.
In a flash, they had engaged in over a hundred attacks.
No clear victor emerged.
Unfortunately, the situation was far from optimistic.
Qin Tian's right eye, the Double Pupil, activated. Each of his attacks targeted Han Jingzhe's weaknesses. Even so, he had to be extremely cautious of Han Jingzhe's sudden onslaughts.
He exploited several openings in Han Jingzhe's defense, inflicting injuries on him.
Yet those injuries were nothing compared to the damage Han Jingzhe had dealt him.
This was not a fair contest to begin with.
Qin Tian was confident that if he and Han Jingzhe stood on equal ground in terms of cultivation, he could easily defeat him.
Unfortunately, they were not at the same level of cultivation.
After three hundred exchanges,
The overwhelming residual spiritual energy spread outwards.
The massive trees within dozens of yards collapsed with a thunderous crash.
This place had almost become a wasteland.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two afterimages shot out in opposite directions.
Both fighters retreated the same distance, panting heavily.
"Damn it! If I hadn't lost an arm, you would already be a corpse. If you have the guts, let's fight fairly!"
Clutching his chest, Han Jingzhe was seething with rage.
Qin Tian was nothing more than a minor character that could be easily crushed. Why was every battle so unfair?
Either he couldn't catch up.
Or when he finally did, he inexplicably lost an arm.
A shameless scoundrel.
Despicable and vile.
Han Jingzhe clenched his fists, nearly on the verge of collapse.
Why was this happening?
"I'll borrow your dog head for a moment!"
Qin Tian's energy sank into his dantian, and within the Sea of Qi, a phenomenon of heaven and earth began to emerge.
The bright moon rose over the sea.
As the moon ascended, a sudden enlightenment flashed in Qin Tian's eyes.
"So that's how it is."
He hadn't expected that after hundreds of intense rounds of combat, the Purple Sea of Qi would give birth to a phenomenon of heaven and earth.
It seemed that life-and-death duels were indeed the fastest way to enhance one's strength.
"You really are something, kid. Even in such dire straits, you can break through. Tsk tsk, you remind me of my former self."
In his right eye's Double Pupil, the figure of the Martial God Senior slowly emerged.
To be honest, he thought that Qin Tian was done for.
He never expected that, at the last moment, he would actually break through.
Now, the three little devils on the opposite side were in for it!
"While I'm in this state, let's fight with everything we've got!"
Qin Tian laughed heartily.
The frustration he had suppressed for so long was now fully unleashed.
"Since you've come, you might as well stay!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Qin Tian's body shot forward like a cannonball, charging at Han Jingzhe, who was still preparing to attack.
"You overestimate yourself!"
Seeing this, Han Jingzhe's long sword glimmered with a chilling Killing Intent.
He stepped forward and shot towards Qin Tian.
Previously, Han Jingzhe's speed had been difficult for Qin Tian to catch.
But now, under the illumination of his Double Pupil, it seemed almost frozen in time.
Whoosh!
A crisp sound echoed.
Qin Tian and Han Jingzhe brushed past each other.
Without pausing, Qin Tian ignored Han Jingzhe, who had already been thrown back a position by his own momentum.
Suddenly, he appeared right in front of the dark-skinned boy.
" I heard you are one of the Three Little Kings. Truly, one should not judge by appearances!"
Qin Tian murmured, discarding his sword in favor of his fists.
The boy was left with only half of his body, but he was not to be underestimated.
Knowing that it was impossible to draw his sword, he also met Qin Tian's attack with a punch.
Bang!
A light sound echoed as their fists collided.
In that instant, Qin Tian had already lost interest in him.
With a swift step, he appeared before the last person standing.
"I've heard your Soul Power is formidable. I allow you to strike first."
Looking at the final opponent, Qin Tian spoke slowly.
"Seeking death!"
Just as he was about to unleash his Soul Power, a Mask appeared on Qin Tian's face.
"What is this?"
At the sight of the Mask, his pupils constricted.
"Soul Mask? Where did you obtain this Treasure? Withdraw!"
He was about to speak when he clearly saw Han Jingzhe, with a look of horror on his face, collapse to the ground, lifeless.
On the other side, the dark-skinned boy had also fallen down unwillingly.
The Three Little Kings of Xuezhou Sword Manor.
The two fell.
"Let me go, I'm innocent."
The last person was on the verge of tears.
What was happening?
Hadn't they just been assured of victory?
How did it all change in an instant?
"I'm sorry, but I never let a tiger return to the mountain."
As the words fell, a tremendous surge of Soul Power suddenly flooded into the last person's eyes.
Bang!
He collapsed to the ground.
There was no sign of life left.
The Three Little Kings of Xuezhou Sword Manor.
Annihilated.
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