novelraw Chapter 1937 1938: Marshal, You're Nothing Special After All
Chapter 1937 1938: Marshal, You're Nothing Special After All
Ye Xunhuan's sword had just started moving when a cold and murderous Sword Qi spread out immediately.
Where the Sword Qi passed, a muffled sound echoed in the sky as if pieces of cloth were being torn apart, the sound extremely harsh!
Upon seeing this, a glint shone in Yan Qingjun's eyes as he pushed both Yan Qingjun and Lin Zhetian away!
This seemingly casual shove sent Yan Qingjun and Lin Zhetian flying several meters away!
Immediately, Meng Ran tapped his foot, his whole body darting towards Ye Xunhuan like a low-flying swallow.
As Ye Xunhuan's longsword danced, the four men surrounding him with a flanking maneuver also moved.
However, their faces remained expressionless, like stone carvings or robots, devoid of any emotions such as joy or anger.
Facing Ye Xunhuan's fierce swordplay, the four men moved simultaneously, producing four iron chains out of thin air as if by magic!
Yes, iron chains!
The iron chains in their hands swung like long whips, fiercely whipping towards Ye Xunhuan with piercing sounds through the air.
The iron chains seemed to possess life in their hands, swinging swiftly, every move akin to thunder, aiming to take Ye Xunhuan's life.
"Yin Yang Break!"
Ye Xunhuan's longsword suddenly swung in the air, and quickly a Tai Chi Diagram appeared in the sky.
"Go!"
Saying this, Ye Xunhuan swiftly swung his sword, and the Tai Chi Diagram roared out like a flying Mount Tai, sweeping towards the four men in front!
Where the Tai Chi Diagram passed, it seemed like the whole sky was dancing with sand, encompassing every inch of the world with a chilling and oppressive aura, making it hard to breathe.
The four men, on seeing this, remained expressionless, simultaneously throwing their iron chains into the sky!
"Swish!"
"Clang!"
A series of crisp sounds rang out as the four iron chains intertwined and tightened, while the four men abruptly stepped back, pulling the chains taut!
At this moment, Meng Ran, with a sudden stomp, leapt into the air and stood atop the iron chains!
"God Slayer!"
"Swish!"
A bizarre and purple Sword Qi shot from Meng Ran's sword, crashing into the rapidly incoming Tai Chi Diagram.
Where the Sword Qi passed, it seemed to cut a massive crack in the sky, the force overwhelming!
"Boom!"
The Sword Qi and Tai Chi Diagram clashed violently, producing a loud muffled sound, while terrifying energy ripples spread like waves across a calm lake, radiating outward!
"Whirl…"
For a moment, the green tiles on the house nearby shattered as the terrifying energy caused Lin Zhetian and Yan Qingjun to leap backwards to avoid the impact!
Immediately, Meng Ran standing on the iron chains was knocked down by the shockwave, retreating several steps before stabilizing his swaying form!
In contrast, Ye Xunhuan didn't fare much better, also retreating three steps.
The two stood facing each other, their eyes filled with an intensifying murderous intent.
However, Ye Xunhuan's eyes not only exuded murder but also appeared hollow, without a focal point, contradicting the intense killer instinct, yet forcing itself into view.
The hollow, grey eyes seemed like a devouring abyss or the ancient mythical beast Taotie, capable of consuming anything in the world!
"Marshal, you're just so-so!" Meng Ran's eyes flickered with cold flashes, murmuring, "I don't know why the King spared you multiple times!"
Ye Xunhuan snorted coldly, his voice hollow and hoarse, "If that's all you've got, do you think you can defeat me?"
"Too arrogant!"
"Is that so?" Meng Ran sneered, tapping the ground lightly, his body springing like a dragonfly across the water, up to the chains, then leaping again, his sword striking down on Ye Xunhuan like Mount Tai's peak!
As the sword came crashing down, the air before it was sliced open, sending icy Sword Qi like countless ice blades towards Ye Xunhuan.
Seeing this, a bloodthirsty glint shot from Ye Xunhuan's hollow and grey eyes.
"Swish!"
In an instant, Meng Ran's sword seemed ready to cleave Ye Xunhuan in half.
But at that moment, a bizarre scene unfolded.
Ye Xunhuan's figure turned into a woven tapestry, its lines gradually unravelling from their original position, becoming ethereal.
"Boom!"
As the sword struck down, Ye Xunhuan vanished completely, the fierce Sword Qi cutting a ravine into the ground!
As the sword fell, an ominous sensation arose in Meng Ran's heart as he frantically searched around.
Suddenly, Meng Ran felt an overwhelming pressure from above, instinctively glancing upwards.
Soon, Ye Xunhuan descended from the sky, his sword swiftly closing in.
"Celestial Martial Immortal!"
"Swoosh!"
The fierce Sword Qi fell like a rain of blades, enveloping Meng Ran entirely.
Meng Ran's pupils contracted upon seeing this, as five words flashed through his mind—White Head Tai Xuan Scripture!
Recalling the White Head Tai Xuan Scripture, a deep unease filled Meng Ran's heart!
Because back then, the Evil Lord used the White Head Tai Xuan Scripture to defeat all ancient martial artists, wielding one sword to instill fear domestically and abroad!
To call the Evil Lord the world's number one was no exaggeration.
And the Evil Lord's Celestial Martial Immortal was especially terrifying.
Now, how much of the Evil Lord's force does Ye Xunhuan wield in this White Head Tai Xuan Scripture?
The Sword Qi lashed down like a storm, its power terrifying.
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