Chapter 1884 Give you 3 moves

Above the Taiyin Mountains.

High in the sky, the wind and clouds suddenly changed.

The leaders of two super sects stood facing each other in mid-air.

The once clear sky was torn apart by the pressure of two Feathered Realm experts. Hundreds of millions of spatial cracks spread like a spider web, and the clouds turned into dark vortexes that spun wildly, even faintly causing a seven-colored rainbow to pour in from behind.

Thousands of experts from all corners of the world watched from afar, eager to witness this clash of combat prowess that represented the pinnacle of human strength!

"Sect Leader Dongfang, who do you think will win?" Li Changsheng asked cheerfully, looking relaxed and at ease as if watching a show.

Dongfang Ji remained silent, but Baili Canfeng behind him said without hesitation, "Is there any need to ask? How could that old man Situ Haokong possibly be a match for my brother?"

Dongfang Ji smiled but remained silent, though he already knew the answer in his heart.

On the other side, Jiang Chen watched the battle on the stage, then asked a figure beside him who was completely shrouded in black mist.

"Sir, who do you think will win?"

The mysterious ghostly figure beside him chuckled and said, "Nonsense! If that piece of trash Situ Haokong can beat that guy, wouldn't that prove that I'm also a piece of trash? You know, I just lost to that guy not long ago. Are you implying that everyone in our Ghost Realm is a good-for-nothing?"

Jiang Chen chuckled awkwardly, quickly indicating that he didn't mean it that way, and changed the subject, saying, "Why are you being so secretive, sir? Just show yourself openly. Are you afraid that human cultivators will dare to attack us?"

Fortunately, the mysterious ghost didn't mind and snorted, "Jiang Chen, you're being long-winded."

"Yes, sir." Jiang Chen wisely kept quiet.

And the battlefield in the air.

Lin Jichen stood with his sword in hand, his black sword robe fluttering in the invisible aura. The surging sword intent condensed, compressed, and then disappeared around him.

Situ Haokong, on the other side, dared not be careless. His expression was solemn, like an angry Vajra, and his burly body continued to swell.

Dark gold dragon scales protrude from under the skin, covering the limbs and bones.

Two prominent dragon horns on his forehead gleamed with metallic luster, and his blood and qi surged like magma, condensing behind him into a phantom dragon shadow a hundred feet long, its whiskers fluttering as it emitted a deep dragon roar.

He hasn't really fought for many years, and very few people can force him to reveal his true form at the start of a match.

"Pretty boy! Today I'll show you just how high the sky is!"

Situ Haokong's voice was like a booming bell, causing the spiritual energy in the sky to tremble.

He stomped his foot into the air, annihilating the entire cloud layer with a single step. The spiritual energy in the void exploded into spiderweb-like ravines, disintegrating like shards of broken glass under the impact of his domineering blood and qi.

Lin Jichen smiled slightly and calmly said, "You're old and single, so I'll give you three moves out of respect for your age."

Situ Haokong's face immediately turned red, probably because his blood and qi were too strong.

"I hope you'll still be making those sarcastic remarks later!"

Before he finished speaking, Situ Haokong had already transformed into a streak of crimson-gold light and shot out. Behind him, the chaotic dragon shadow roared and crushed down. His fists were clenched tightly, and the power of chaos boiled, with ten thousand dragon patterns appearing on his fists.

With a single punch, chaotic golden light tore through the sky, and the force of the punch compressed an energy black hole with a diameter of a hundred feet. Wherever it passed, space collapsed into nothingness, and the ground beneath his feet was plowed with bottomless ravines. Even the distant mountains trembled under the power of the punch.

Apart from those at the Feather Transformation Realm, many of the onlookers retreated to a greater distance, simultaneously activating their spiritual energy shields, their eyes filled with shock.

Situ Haokong's strength is terrifying!

This is the true power of a late-stage Ascension Body Cultivator!

In fact, experts at the Feather Transformation Realm rarely make a move.

Dealing with minor characters is almost as easy as snapping one's fingers.

This is something many people are seeing for the first time.

The ultimate combat power of body cultivators!

Faced with this earth-shattering punch, Lin Jichen remained motionless, only raising his sword and pointing it in the air!

With a clear clang, the silver-purple chaotic sword energy of the Wind Calamity Sword surged ten thousand feet, transforming into a ring-shaped sword curtain that swirled around the sword. Countless sword patterns on the sword curtain resonated with the laws of heaven and earth, actually forming a miniature starry sky.

The force of the fist struck the sword screen, producing a deafening boom!

The chaotic golden light and sword energy collided wildly, and the resulting energy storm caused the entire Taiyin Mountain Range to tremble continuously!

The two forces clashed in the air, spontaneously combusting into a dazzling rain of light!

Situ Haokong felt an excruciating pain in his arm, and black blood mixed with chaotic power seeped out from where the dragon scales had cracked.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

"The first move."

Lin Jichen spoke calmly, his voice piercing through the energy storm, as if he had just crushed a grain of dust.

Situ Haokong's pupils contracted sharply, the excruciating pain fueling his rage.

He let out a low roar, and the chaotic dragon shadow behind him suddenly pounced into his body. His skin was instantly covered with crimson-gold chaotic dragon scales, and his body swelled to fifty feet tall. His fists condensed into two dragon god avatars burning with chaotic flames.

The Dharma Form roared and transformed into two chaotic fire dragons, each a hundred feet long, in the air. The dragons' bodies were wrapped in spatial cracks, and wherever they passed, the void was ignited, emitting terrifying high temperatures that could melt diamonds, and even light was scorched and distorted.

Lin Jichen's eyes narrowed slightly. He stepped onto his sword and rose into the air, his figure flashing and teleporting among the chaotic fire dragons, leaving behind afterimages.

His longsword drew a mysterious arc, and the silver-purple chaotic sword energy condensed in the air into a lightning sword spirit. The moment the sword spirit fell, billions of terrifying sword intents containing chaotic power shot towards the fire dragon, and even the chaotic flames were turned to dust wherever it passed.

"Boom!" The fire dragon and the thunder sword collided, and the water vapor mixed with the power of chaos to form a thick fog that blotted out the sun. Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the fog, and a miniature thunderstorm actually emerged.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Situ Haokong lunged forward, his right fist, imbued with the might of a chaotic dragon, smashing towards the back of Lin Jichen's head. Before the fist even arrived, the force of the punch had already created a dent in the space.

Lin Jichen, however, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He flicked his sword backhand and accurately blocked the fist.

With a loud clang, the power of chaos and sword energy erupted into a circular shockwave, shattering the earth's veins beneath their feet and causing it to collapse.

Fortunately, Elder Tianjian and others activated the mountain-protecting formation in time and flew out of the sect to protect the entire mountain range.

The Sword Sect is located on the Taiyin Mountain Range. If the mountain range is lost, the spiritual energy will also be damaged. They don't want the sect leader to fight and destroy the sect's blessed land of spiritual energy.

With this blow, Situ Haokong felt an immense, earth-shattering force coming from his fist. The bones in his entire arm shattered, and he coughed up blood. He was so shocked that he was sent flying backward and plummeted straight down like a shooting star, crashing into several mountains below before finally coming to a stop.

Lin Jichen remained as steady as Mount Tai.

"The second move."

The calm voice pierced through the smoke and dust, yet it struck Situ Haokong's heart like a heavy hammer, and also struck the hearts of everyone else.

The initial excitement of watching the spectacle vanished, replaced by shock and disbelief!

How the hell is this possible?!

In two consecutive moves, Situ Haokong ended up completely defeated!

Everyone, including Dongfang Ji, gasped in shock.

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