Chapter Seventy-Three: The Stronger the Better

  There is a huge gap between the warriors of Jing Shen Mirror and those of Ling Jue Mirror. Even if it's a warrior who has reached the 9th level of Jing Shen, in front of a warrior who has only reached the 1st level of Ling Jue, they are no more than a child.

  The Lingjue Mirror's warrior has transformed his true energy into true yuan, making his power even more profound and explosive. The sharpness of his weapon is unmatched, and it can be said that the Lingjue Mirror's warrior has already reached the pinnacle of ordinary martial arts.

  Even an ordinary Ling Jue mirror one Tian Wu warrior has a strength of 15,000 catties. Xiao Chen and the Golden Masked Man clashed once, and he immediately felt the thick power of his opponent, like a great mountain pressing down on him.

  Xiao Chen's strength was several times stronger than that of an ordinary condensed divine mirror warrior, and even among the war body warriors, he was a superior one, possessing 10,000 to 20,000 jin of strength. However, he was sent flying back by Jin Mian Sha with just one slash of his sword. Xiao Chen naturally guessed at Jin Mian Sha's true strength in an instant.

  However, the difference of only 3,000 catties in strength was not enough to be completely defeated. Xiao Chen's fighting spirit remained high and had not been lost due to Jin Mian Sha's one slash.

  At this moment, Xiao Chen stood proudly on the ground, his hand grasping the sword relaxed and then tightened, tightened and then relaxed again, after several repetitions, he finally dispelled the numbness and weakness in his arm, his true energy circulated throughout his body, and Xiao Chen's eyes gradually became sharper.

  The stronger the opponent, the more powerful his will to fight. At this moment, facing the golden-faced Jinxian Lingjue, an ordinary disciple would have been scared to death and peed their pants.

  But Xiao Chen did not, instead his fighting spirit grew even stronger, his eyes gleaming like sharp swords, piercingly staring at the Golden-Faced Jiao, in his heart secretly thinking: "I will eventually have a battle with Ge Xiangjun, now I'll start by defeating this Golden-Faced Jiao, if I'm afraid of even an ordinary Lingyuan Mirror's Golden-Faced Jiao, how can I talk about competing with Ge Xiangjun?"

  Xiao Chen thought of this in his heart, and when he looked at Jin Mian Sha again, he had already taken Jin Mian Sha as Ge Xiangqian.

  He was Ge Xiangqian's arch-nemesis who had killed his brother, and Ge Xiangqian was also his mortal enemy. At this moment, Xiao Chen no longer hesitated, his hands grasped the hilt of his sword, and the eight whirlwinds in his dantian spun with all their might, unleashing a tremendous force of 10,000 jin that burst forth from his body.

  Buzz!

  Xiao Chen's sword slashed out, the sparkling sword tip on the sword burst out, shooting out more than two meters away, solid as jade, with a bright blue divine light, like a soul-snatching gun, directly slashing down at Jin Mian Sha's frantic hacking with the momentum of tearing wind and thunder.

  A flash of disdain flickered across his golden face, and with a kick of his foot, the heavy Guandao weighing hundreds of catties suddenly flew up, its blade flashing with a cold light like a crescent moon, like a streak of lightning illuminating the dark sky.

  Pfft!

  The sword and saber collided, bursting out a deafening roar. Xiao Chen's sword energy that tore through the void was directly chopped into pieces, and Xiao Chen himself was also hacked to fall over three or four times, only then did he dissipate this violent and heavy power.

  Jian moves with spirit, dao moves with ferocity. Jian is the master of lightness and speed, while dao takes the path of fierce dominance. Xiao Chen's blood suddenly surged, and he actually used his own weakness to forcefully contend with others' strengths, instantly suffering a severe setback.

  The true yuan that burst out from the偃月刀 was too thick and violent, and it was not something that Xiao Chen's true energy could withstand. Not even one knife could hold on, and Xiao Chen was knocked to the ground.

  "You little brat, you're really too weak, go home and drink milk." Jin Mian Sha saw Xiao Chen being knocked to the ground with one blow, and after a series of intense battles, he couldn't help but mock him.

  "Hmph!" Xiao Chen sprang up, letting out a cold snort. His mind was gradually calming down now, realizing that going head-to-head with the opponent wouldn't yield any good results. He had been too rash just now.

  The true energy was injected into the Fa Xian sword, Xiao Chen held the sword with one hand, slanted the sword towards the sky, stepped on the Ding character step, stood proudly, and his eyes were calm like water. He looked at Jin Mian Sha and said slowly: "Take out your strongest power, let me see how strong you are."

  "Watch out for the knife!" Jin Mian Sha's face turned dark, his hand holding the knife suddenly exerted force, the knife flashed, and a cold, sharp blade aura tore through the air, bursting forth, the knife energy like a mountain, pressing down on Xiao Chen.

  Xiao Chen only saw the Golden Face's brutal knife suddenly raised, instantly producing dozens of knife auras, like mountains and peaks, fierce and violent, pressing down on himself. His face sank slightly, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

  At the same time, Xiao Chen's toes tapped fiercely on the ground, and a strong gust of wind burst out, with clouds and fog exploding in all directions. The cloud ladder rose rapidly, and Xiao Chen took off from the ground, jumping high and low in mid-air, his sword flashing like a pillar as he wielded it, brushing past that violent knife aura, producing a series of metallic scraping sounds.

  The sword flashed like a hornet, its cold light shooting out in all directions. It scraped past Xiao Chen's ears, nose tip, armpits, and chin, creating sparks that flew everywhere as it rubbed against his sword. The sound of "zhi zhi" filled the air, but somehow, not a single hair on Xiao Chen's head was harmed.

  This time, Xiao Chen learned his lesson and didn't force it, instead using Ti Yun Zong's agility and the sword's speed to play a "glancing shot", avoiding the heavy blow and achieving a clear effect.

  "Hi!"

  Time was running out, but then it sped up. Along with Xiao Chen's loud roar, a figure emerged from the white cloudy mist, piercing through the violent knife aura and arriving in front of Jin Mian Sha in an instant, causing Jin Mian Sha to reveal a look of shock and horror.

  At this moment, the crescent moon knife shook the air and rose, the knife aura was swift and fierce, just wanting to resist Xiao Chen's sudden attack, but Xiao Chen's speed was as fast as a strong wind, in an instant he arrived at Jin Mian Sha's front.

  Xiao Chen's body was a bit short, dodging the Yan Yue knife. The Fa sword rose, and the thunderbolt flashed, instantly striking thirteen swords in succession on the handle of the Yan Yue knife. Each sword had a magnificent force of 10,000 to 2,000 kilograms. The sharp edge of the sword pierced through the handle, cutting down on the golden armor of Jin Mian Sha, leaving behind a trail of sword marks.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang......

  Xiao Chen made his move, swift as lightning, powerful as a thunderbolt. In the blink of an eye, thirteen swords struck in succession, leaving no gap, shaking Jin Mianxia back repeatedly. His majestic body, over nine feet tall, stumbled backward, almost falling to the ground.

  Splash!

  Thirteen swords fell, Xiao Chen's sword momentum changed again, one move "Swimming Dragon and Dancing Phoenix", from bottom to top, a swift stab, killing towards Jin Mian Sha's lower jaw.

  Golden-faced shock, the golden lock sub-armor glove at this critical moment, suddenly a slap, will Xiao Chen's sword momentum slapped away, the sword tip barely scraped past the chin, but also cut off several strands of golden whiskers.

  "Ah!"

  Jin Mian Sha suddenly flew into a rage, his Detached Moon knife sweeping across in swift chops, one after another calling out to Xiao Chen. Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain, Azure Dragon Scoops Water, Furious Wind Falls Leaves, three consecutive knives, each knife fierce and violent, knife aura crackling with energy, striking the mountain rocks until they shattered, cold glint of the knife, all were killing intent, forcing Xiao Chen to retreat again and again.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Xiao Chen's sword moved swiftly, dodging and weaving with ease, his body as light as a goose feather, moving with the wind. As he navigated through the treacherous blades, every time he blocked Jin Mian Sha's knife, Xiao Chen felt a massive shockwave coursing through his entire body.

  To know that Jin Mian Sha's cultivation is not only higher than Xiao Chen's, but the heavy weapon in his hand is also a heavy soldier. Once he makes a move, the lethality is extremely violent and shocking. The law sword in Xiao Chen's hand was chopped like a noodle, soft and weak, as if it would break at any time.

  Xiao Chen's actions thoroughly enraged Jin Mian Sha, this golden-armored war god had no intention of stopping, for a full three days and six hundred rounds, the massive 600-jin guandao danced into a frenzy of knife winds, shooting out wild gusts of wind, with each slash like a thunderstorm, tearing through nothingness, unstoppable, wherever the blade passed, mountains and rocks shattered like tofu.

  "Lei Yun San Shi!"

  Xiao Chen was also thoroughly desperate at this moment, his palm tightly grasping the sword in his hand, his true energy surging out wildly. In his dantian, the eight whirlwinds of air were spinning frantically, and his powerful strength burst forth, causing Xiao Chen's clothes to flutter loudly as if blown by a strong wind, his black hair flying about, and his aura shaking the mountains and rivers!

  Ding! Ding! Ding!

  Xiao Chen's sword flashed out in a flurry of swift stabs, with over sixty swords striking out in the span of a single breath. Each sword struck the surface of the violently slashing knife aura, using a point to break through its facade. The sixty swords moved swiftly, shattering the mountain-like knife aura!

  From a distance, the battle between Xiao Chen and Jin Mian Sha was even more perilous. Jin Mian Sha's crescent moon knife danced wildly, like a stormy tempest in a chaotic world, as fierce as thunder, as ferocious as a beast, with its blade flashing rapidly, sweeping across the sky like a thunderstorm.

  Xiao Chen, however, held a sword of law and walked in the storm, his figure flying up and down, with cloud and mist swirling around him, his clothes fluttering wildly, his green silk scarf dancing in the air, his sword light and agile. At this moment, Xiao Chen gave people the feeling that he was like a seagull flying between the turbulent waves and the thunderstorm.

  The collision of swords and knives bursts out with a deafening crash, like thunder in the sky. The explosion of true energy from the impact is like lightning, shining brightly amidst the rumble!

  "This little brat's swordsmanship is so strange and sinister, it's making me feel quite uncomfortable."

  Gradually, Jin Mian Sha felt something was off, Xiao Chen's swordsmanship started to counterattack from its initial weakness, often striking out with a single sword that seemed gentle and powerless, but after colliding, it would unleash an overwhelming force, and the moves were unpredictable. With his seven-foot-long sword, he saw through the gaps and pierced through the knife formations, breaking them all.

  Suddenly, another sword swept out, shaking off thousands of cold stars, killing intent bursting forth. However, it was completely unafraid of the power, merely a virtual move, yet it made Jin Mian Sha guard heavily as if facing a great enemy, exhausting a large amount of true yuan.

  At this moment, even Xiao Chen himself did not know why he would come up with such a strange sword move, it was completely a high concentration of his spirit, and a counterattack based on the knife method of Jin Mian Sha.

  Xiao Chen's leadership ability was extremely strong, and after this exchange, Xiao Chen had already vaguely grasped the essence of Jin Mian Sha's knife technique. As a result, his sword momentum was directed at the gap, inserting the needle with pinpoint accuracy, immediately dispersing Jin Mian Sha's subsequent knife technique, making Jin Mian Sha feel an urge to vomit blood.

  A surge of mighty strength, nowhere to vent, just about to release it, but was forcibly suppressed back into the body. The feeling is unbearable, like when you're about to ejaculate and a beautiful woman suddenly grabs your little brother and shakes it, just as you're about to come again, she shakes your little brother once more.

  It can hold on for one or two times, but after many times, not only can't exert strength, but also can't get out, and the most deadly thing is that the little brother is played like this, it's going to be discharged...