Chapter 295: The Dragon-Slaying Sword!
“The treasured sword has a spirit! Please, treasured sword, slay the enemy!”
As Ruyun’s words fell.
That Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword instantly erupted with a soaring Sword Intent.
Like a dazzling bolt of lightning, it pointed straight at Lu Qingyang.
A blazing murderous intent ignited along the blade.
As if it wanted to tear him apart.
A cold, killing aura filled the air.
It was as if time itself congealed at this moment, even space trembling for it.
Having just been rebuked by a single word from Lu Qingyang, the fury accumulated in the Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword’s heart was already like a monstrous wave, impossible to contain.
As an Immortal Treasure, its spirit was far beyond that of ordinary beings.
Sensing its master Ruyun’s intent, it wished it could immediately charge forward and eradicate the enemy.
“Weng!”
As a sword cry resounded through the heavens.
It was like the summons of a god, rippling through the surrounding void.
Under Ruyun’s control, the Gold-Silver Flood-Dragon Sword transformed into a wisp of golden light.
It swiftly thrust toward Lu Qingyang.
Its speed was too fast for anyone to react.
Wherever the golden light passed, the air was instantly torn apart.
A piercing tearing sound rang out, carrying an unparalleled pressure.
It was as if the entire space was submitting to it.
Accompanied by the roar of a Flood Dragon, that golden-silver sword light was like a berserk giant dragon.
It cleaved toward Lu Qingyang with the might to destroy heaven and earth.
As if it wanted to leave an indelible wound on his body.
Seeing this sword strike, Lu Qingyang’s lips curled up slightly.
A cold killing intent flickered in his eyes, like a beast waiting to strike, utterly unafraid.
“Get back!”
Lu Qingyang let out a low shout, his voice like thunder.
It echoed between the entire heaven and earth.
His body shook, and the Immortal Artifact Arsenal behind him soared into the sky.
The Immortal Artifacts that rose into the air emitted a brilliant radiance, forming a powerful standoff against the Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword.
As the Arsenal rose, Lu Qingyang’s physical aura also surged in an instant.
As if it had condensed endless power.
At this moment, he was not merely a True Immortal, he had even vaguely crossed the realm of the Nine-Turn True Immortal.
Stepping into the realm of a Half-Step Human Immortal.
This instantaneous shift in aura caused the surrounding air to freeze.
It seemed even time itself stalled upon his body for a moment.
Although the realm of the Human Immortal was separated from the True Immortal by only a thin line.
To Lu Qingyang, the power of that thin line was what he could control with all his strength.
With the aid of the secret technique, his combat strength momentarily surged.
Only by defeating the enemy in one move can this fierce struggle be ended.
He raised his hand and grabbed, directly seizing the Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword in his palm. Feeling the trembling of the blade, his heart grew ruthless.
He rendered it immobile. Although his palm was a bloody mess, Lu Qingyang’s expression did not change in the slightest!
In contrast, the Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword was already in a frenzy of fury and shock!
“Roar!”
The Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword roared!
From within came bursts of miserable screams!
“Roar! Roar!”
Two consecutive screams, and Lu Qingyang’s right arm was shaken numb!
And at this moment, the Immortal Artifact Arsenal behind him had already attacked Rumeng and Ruyue like a sky full of meteors.
The twelve Immortal Puppets also soared into the sky.
Though the twelve Immortal Puppets only possessed the strength of First-Turn True Immortals, their advantage lay in numbers and the support of numerous Immortal Artifacts, allowing them to display combat strength comparable to Third or Fourth-Turn True Immortals.
For a time, they could hold their own.
“BOOM!”
“BOOM!”
A series of thunderous booms resounded through the sky!
The twelve Immortal Puppets attacked madly, painting the entire canopy in brilliant colors!
And at this moment, Ruyun flipped her palm again.
The might of a Human Immortal poured out.
Streaks of Immortal Art attacks surged forth from within her body.
For a time, the entire heaven and earth seemed covered by Immortal Arts, filled with infinite killing intent!
“KILL!”
Ruyun’s eyes flickered with cold light. Her jade hand waved, directly unleashing an Immortal Art.
“Weng weng weng……”
Heaven and earth rumbled!
Streaks of golden lightning interwove, like a giant net shrouding toward Lu Qingyang!
The Thunder Net exuded an aura of destruction. Wherever it passed, everything would be reduced to nothingness.
Wherever the Thunder Net passed, the void shattered inch by inch.
This move was truly terrifying beyond compare. If struck, even Lu Qingyang would die.
But unfortunately……
“Peng!”
The Thunder Net exploded in an instant.
A black shadow appeared out of thin air before Ruyun!
Shockingly, it was Jiangxin’s Heavenly Dao Body!
“Master! I’ll hold her off!”
Seeing Jiangxin, disregarding his severe injuries, fearlessly charging at Ruyun.
Lu Qingyang’s gaze grew even colder!
Now, as long as he could break the Gold-Silver Flood-Dragon Sword, victory in this battle would be seventy percent assured!
This thought burned in Lu Qingyang’s heart like a flame.
His gaze grew ever more resolute, his entire body radiating an unparalleled momentum.
As if he had transformed into a towering peak, immovable.
At this thought, Lu Qingyang unhesitatingly stirred the vast Immortal Power within his body.
As his mind surged, the Immortal Power flowed like a tide, instantly filling his entire body.
His meridians seemed ignited, emitting a faint humming sound.
His physical body instantly surged, as if he had become a roaring giant beast.
His right hand was like an iron clamp, gripping the Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword tightly. The veins on his fingers bulged, displaying immense power.
His left hand suddenly swung out, a fist smashing over, the fist like a mountain crashing down.
Carrying irresistible force, it charged straight at the Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword!
“Boom!” A deafening crash followed.
The Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword and that vast fist force collided, as if heaven and earth itself quaked!
“Crack! Crack!”
Like crisp shattering sounds, the noise of breaking bone rang out in succession, shaking the surrounding space.
Brilliant light erupted on the Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword, flickering with dazzling golden radiance, as if sensing an unprecedented threat.
The flood dragon patterns seemed to come alive, writhing, trying to break free.
However, under Lu Qingyang’s tyrannical fist force, the Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword trembled madly.
With each impact, the blade’s luster grew dimmer, revealing damage it could hardly bear.
Although the Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword was a Third Order Immortal Treasure, its powerful force continuously surging forth, at this moment before Lu Qingyang’s absolute power, it seemed insignificant.
As the golden light gradually dissipated.
Suddenly.
Countless brilliant golden characters emerged on the surface of the Gold Flood Dragon Silver Sword.
Each character emitted astonishing energy, as if proclaiming its final counterattack.
These characters contained powerful restrictive power. Once activated, it meant a true crisis was about to arrive.
“Boom!”
The deafening roar tore apart the tranquil heaven and earth.
The sound waves swept over like a monstrous wave, and in an instant, the surrounding air quaked.
On the ground, countless cultivators, mortals, and Immortals all stopped in shock.
Their gazes were involuntarily drawn to the scene that shook heaven and earth, their hearts too shaken for words.
Under the aftermath of this battle, countless mountain peaks were instantly leveled.
Deep depressions were left on the earth, as if an invisible giant hand had viciously torn at this land.
Cracks extended between heaven and earth like a spiderweb, as if wanting to split the entire world apart……