"Bang!"
Lu Qinghe's sword attacking Wanhuagongzi did not hesitate at all.
The two collided head-on in the void.
In an instant, a wave of qi pressed down toward the ground, shattering the floor beneath the two, and then violently spread out in all directions, creating a terrifying shock wave that lifted and tore up the floor and soil, sending it flying in the distance.
"Ah!"
Wanhuagongzi screamed, the claws in his hand shattered constantly under the edge of the Green Rainbow Sword, bursting out dozens of iron filings, splashing in all directions.
However, Lu Qinghe's Qinghong Sword, in a direct confrontation with Lord Wanhuazhi's claws, cracked and shattered the next moment.
"Die with me!"
After losing his claws, Lord Wanhuazhi seemed like a wild beast whose ferocity had been completely unleashed. With a roar, he erupted with an overwhelming murderous aura, using his strong body, clad in scales and wearing top-grade armor, to fiercely collide with Lu Qinghe.
Having consumed countless fierce and demonic beasts since childhood, and wearing armor made of gold and profound steel, his powerful body was impervious to top-grade swords. Now, fully exerting his strength, he collided as if a tank was rolling over, causing a surging wave of qi.
The terrifying aura and killing intent caused even Beihan Yue, who followed closely, to be greatly shaken when she faced it.
This is the strength of the top ten princely level.
Even in this moment, when it seemed as if he was forced to a dead end, his fierce and desperate struggle was almost suffocating for her.
With such strength, Lu Qinghe was completely unable to resist, so there was no need for her to intervene.
"Buzzing!"
However, at this moment, as Lu Qinghe faced off against Lord Wanhuazhi, a muffled thunder suddenly resounded from within his body. It was as if there were hundreds or even thousands of thunderbolts rumbling inside him, and a terrifying force of blood and qi surged within him amid these thunderous explosions.
Blood and qi surged like a rainbow!
Raging blood in the sky!
From head to toe, Lu Qinghe’s body surged with a rich, powerful force of blood and qi, accompanied by the pounding of his heart to the extreme, gushing out, causing a layer of blood and qi to flame up around his body.
A flame entirely composed of rich blood and qi.
Burning blood and qi!
Thunderous muscles and bones!
The effect of a year of body refinement by Lu Qinghe was now pushed to an unprecedented extreme.
The two bodies collided head-on without any pretense.
Blood and qi clashed!
True qi clashed!
Flesh and blood clashed!
"Boom!"
A terrifying wave of qi, mixed with the sound of bones breaking, erupted once more.
The ground, already lifted and cracked, now spread numerous cracks—a scene like a storm sweeping in, spreading in all directions from the point of impact.
"Ah!"
Lord Wanhuazhi let out a long, painful howl.
Even with his armor protecting him, the force surging into his body from Lu Qinghe still ruthlessly entered his body, shaking his body, shattering his bones, tendons, and organs inside.
"Bang!"
The outcome was decided!
Amid the spreading qi, Lord Wanhuazhi, under the clash with Lu Qinghe, was hit and sent flying.
However, before he could fly completely out of the battle arena, Lu Qinghe, who had sent Lord Wanhuazhi flying, shot an unprecedented killing intent from his eyes.
That kind of indomitable, unyielding determination seemed to strike North Han Yue's soul, making her petrified and unable to move in the face of such a shocking gaze.
A profound terror descended upon her, overwhelming every corner of her body, subduing her, a top-tier powerhouse, as she became a bystander at this moment, completely subjugated.
"No!"
Lord Wanhuazhi's agonized scream echoed through the air.
He had anticipated his own fate.
"Bang!"
Lu Qinghe took a step forward.
The sound of this step seemed to step on everyone's hearts, shaking the entire city. All the cultivators who were witnessing this battle felt a fierce tremor in their hearts upon hearing this step.
"Phew!"
With a single step, Lu Qinghe instantly chased after the flying Lord Wanhuazhi, his hands forming a sword, ruthlessly stabbing at the gap torn out of Lord Wanhuazhi's chest armor.
"Hiss!"
Blood splattered everywhere.
Lu Qinghe's hands pierced fiercely into Lord Wanhuazhi's chest.
"Ah!"
A scream of extreme pain tore through the night sky.
"Die!"
The next moment, with eyes wide and horrified, Lu Qinghe fiercely turned his hands, viciously gripping both sides of Lord Wanhuazhi's body, accompanied by a deep, muffled growl, he tore Lord Wanhuazhi's entire body apart, tearing it apart in mid-air.
"Rip!"
Blood, rampant, splattered across the night sky.
The Daoist of Myriad Transformations, a living person, torn in half in midair.
This ferocious and terrifying scene, like a nightmare, with unprecedented mental impact, fiercely rushed into everyone's eyes, into the depths of their souls, making everyone feel an unstoppable sense of fear and trembling!
The scene was terrifying, horrifying to the point of suffocation.
Not even Beihan Yue was an exception.
Standing behind Lu Qinghe, holding a precious sword, she was stunned, her fingers trembling, but she didn't notice.
"Bang!"
The body of the Daoist of Myriad Transformations torn in half was thrown to the ground, crashing into the earth.
This sound also struck at the hearts of all, allowing their seemingly stopped and suffocating hearts to finally regain some function.
But what followed was a chilling coldness.
Lu Qinghe looked cold.
The Daoist of Myriad Transformations was dead.
Dead to the core.
But even though he had killed the Daoist of Myriad Transformations, he could no longer touch even a trace of that mysterious insight.
Rising to the tenth stage of Refining Reality, relying on the mystery of the Blue Ping Sword, that sudden realization that propelled his swordsmanship to new heights had vanished into thin air.
Furrowing his brow, Lu Qinghe did not look at the Daoist of Myriad Transformations' body on the ground, instead straightening his clothes, which were stained with a large amount of blood, and turned directly to leave.
As he passed by Beihan Yue, he glanced at her, then turned and left directly.
However, for Beihan Yue, that ordinary glance left her feeling ice-cold all over, her body and limbs cold, with the nightmare scene of Lu Qinghe tearing the Daoist of Myriad Transformations apart seeming to be soul-branded, deeply imprinted in her mind and unable to be shaken away.
"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"
After Lu Qinghe left for a moment, a large number of breaking sounds descended.
Before long, over a dozen people, representing several major forces, had appeared on the battlefield.
The most prominent feature of the street battlefield was the elliptical shallow pit with a diameter of more than six meters, and the dense remnants of sword qi and tearing marks all around it.
After observing for a moment, these people soon turned their gaze to the half-torn body, their faces filled with fear.
"Swoosh."
At this time, another breaking sound came.
In the night, a man in green clothing, like a sword immortal in the wind, swiftly arrived from the darkness.
Although there were already over a dozen people present, and each one was extraordinary, with the arrival of this man in green clothing, bearing the Green Edge on his back, his extraordinary demeanor completely outshone them all, instantly making him the center of attention.
"Sword Master!"
"The Sword Master has arrived."
"The Sword Master is one of the top ten geniuses in the kingdom of thousands of ages. He was chosen by the royal family, and the thirty-first princess was betrothed to him. He is equivalent to joining the royal family and practicing the pinnacle sword art of the royal family, the Northern Cold Moon Sword Art. Three years ago, he became famous by assassinating thirty-six top experts in a single battle, and entered the ranks of the top ten geniuses."
"The Sword Master and Beihan Yue were specially arranged by the royal family to maintain order during the period of the Battle of the Ages..."
Whispers echoed from the crowd, all indicating the extraordinary status of this man in green. Indeed, it was true.
The title of Sword Master among the top ten geniuses was destined to make him the most brilliant figure anywhere he went.
"Han Yue, what happened?"
The Sword Master inquired, "Is someone causing trouble here!?"
As soon as the Sword Master arrived, he directly asked Beihan Yue, who was still in shock.
Seeing the lingering fear in Beihan Yue's eyes, he couldn't help but furrow his brow and spoke sharply, "Why didn't you capture him?"
"Buzz."
Beihan Yue's mind shook.
Under the Sword Master's stern questioning, she finally woke up from the nightmare that Lu Qinghe had brought her.
For a moment, she couldn't help but shiver.
"Thank you, Sword Master."
The Sword Master nodded calmly, "Han Yue, you are the most outstanding young talent in the Royal family of a Thousand Ages. With your position as the first successor, you hold an unshakable dominant position in the younger generation of the Royal family's cultivation world. However, if you are so easily frightened in the face of such events, how will you be able to take over as the first brother of the Royal family and lead the younger generation of the Royal family's cultivation world in the future?"
"Easily frightened..."
Beihan Yue sighed lightly.
"What happened tonight, witnessed by anyone, I am afraid that they could not help but feel shocked...even to the point of losing composure."
"Hmm!?"
The Sword Master understood that Beihan Yue, as the first successor of the Royal family, was definitely not an ordinary person. Hearing her words, he couldn't help but look towards the battlefield.
When he saw the shallow elliptical pit in the street battlefield, as well as the crisscrossing claw marks and sword marks on the surroundings, his expression couldn't help but change slightly, "The release of energy is so powerful, the two fighters cannot be underestimated."
"Not to be underestimated."
Bei Han Yue took a glance at the body of Wan Hua, which was torn in half and difficult to identify, and said, "It's probably difficult to judge his appearance, but his dress and appearance, don't you think Sword Master finds it very familiar?"
"Dress and appearance?"
As Bei Han Yue said this, Sword Master, and even others, simultaneously looked at the extremely tragic body...
The shattered claws...
Made of Jin Xuan steel, with bright silver scales...
This outfit...
In an instant, Sword Master, who was previously calm and composed, changed drastically, his breath changed, and his eyes suddenly shrank in horror.
"Wan Hua!?"