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Qingyang smiled as he watched Li Yuan gather Spiritual Aura. He did not intervene to stop him. Hearing the name of his move, Qingyang felt quite domineering. He also felt some anticipation in his heart.

Li Yuan was full of confidence. He hadn't reached the Innate Realm yet, so he was able to use the strongest move of the Eastern Dragon Nine Swords ? the Destroying Sword Style. The Eastern Dragon Nine Sword Technique was also one of the basic sword techniques that must be practiced by all the disciples of the Eastern Dragon Sect.

Seeing that Qingyang didn't try to stop him, he sneered in his heart. Even if he was at the peak Houtian realm, he would still be powerless after taking on this attack.

However, he did not know that Qingyang had already stepped into the Xiantian realm.

Above Li Yuan's head, the image of an immortal sword slowly appeared. It was about seven feet long, and its body was lustrous. The mist also had the smell of the Immortal Family's secret art.

He sneered and pointed his finger at Qingyang. The celestial sword, along with Li Yuan's shout, pierced toward Qingyang.

"Heh heh, quite a big show." Qingyang laughed softly as he pressed both feet on the ground and retreated a few steps.

Seeing the Immortal Sword arrive in front of Qingyang in the span of a breath, Xiao Chen leaned to the side and, with his hands still behind his back, he skillfully dodged the sword strike.

After failing to hit its target, the celestial sword quickly turned around to stab back. However, its speed was a bit slower.

The small hand on his back finally moved. Lifting his index finger slightly, he tapped on the tip of the Immortal Sword. The innate energy within the True Fire Jindan exploded slightly, and the Immortal Sword instantly shattered into nothingness.

With a groan, Li Yuan took a few steps back. After the celestial sword was broken, Li Yuan knew that he had lost today.

Looking at the pale Li Yuan, Qingyang calmly said, "You have lost. Please take back what you just said."

The huge martial arena was completely silent. Even though it took only one or two breaths of time for the Azure Sun to shatter the immortal sword and destroy it, the Eastern Dragon Sect disciples were all cultivators. The strength displayed by this young man could probably slaughter them all with a flip of his hand if he was an enemy.

With a complicated expression on his face, he looked at the scholarly youth in front of him. Although he was unwilling, Li Yuan understood that the other party had not made a move.

Just as Li Yuan was about to offer his apologies, he suddenly heard a delicate shout, "Who dares to be impudent in my Eastern Dragon Sect!"

Qingyang frowned when he heard this. If it wasn't for Yanran and Dongfang Bo's face, he wouldn't have fought for the Eastern Dragon Sect against the Four Clans, Dragons and Phoenixes.

Just as everyone was in a daze, a young woman walked over from afar. The spectating disciples of the Eastern Dragon Sect all moved aside for her. Their eyes had different expressions; some were jealous, some were adoring, and some were afraid.

She was about 28 years old, with a jade-like silver hairpin in the middle of her three thousand strands of black silk. She was coiled into a tall bun at the back of her head, with a pair of cold star-like phoenix eyes embedded in her delicate and pretty face. Her brows were like the crescent moon, her jade nose was straight, and her jade-like lips were vermilion.

The sword stem was about five inches long, and the sword blade was about two feet five inches long. The sword head was tied with an azure sword tassel, and although the sword was not out of the sheath, under a closer look, one would find that the sword blade was surrounded by a faint, cold and sharp Sword Qi. It was definitely not an ordinary item!

Just as Qingyang was sizing up the girl, she raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "Who are you? You dare to hurt my sect's disciples in the East Dragon Sect? "

Before Qingyang could say anything, Dongfang Shang interrupted, "Junior Sister Lu, this is a guest of our Dongfang family. Just now, we had a misunderstanding with Li Yuan."

"Junior Sister Lu?" Qingyang softly said, "It seems this woman is also a disciple with another surname."

"Misunderstanding? Li Yuan was injured to such an extent, yet it was called a misunderstanding? Could a disciple with another surname from the Eastern Dragon Sect be inferior to your direct descendant, Jin Gui? " The woman glanced at Li Yuan. Although there was some contempt in her eyes, she still spoke angrily.

"This is a long story. Junior Sister Lu, please come with me to the side. I will explain it to you." Dongfang Shang said anxiously. He understood that Junior Sister Lu was not only a disciple with another surname, even if it was the unpopular Li Yuan, if he was bullied by others, she would also make a move.

And this little junior sister of his was very talented and had a very high cultivation. She had just entered the Xiantian realm a few months ago, so if this little junior sister fought with Qingyang again, Dongfang Shang was afraid that the conflict between the East Dragon Sect and Qingyang was getting bigger.

Seeing that Li Yuan did not say anything, the girl surnamed Lu became even more furious. She wanted to curse out loud, but she saw that Azure Sun's eyebrows were lowered in displeasure: "Are all the disciples of your Eastern Dragon Sect so ignorant and arrogant?"

"Whoosh!"

In response to Qingyang, there was only a cold sword aura and a pair of cold eyes. With a shout, she took out the celestial sword. The woman took a few steps back and formed a seal with her hands.

Dongfang Shang, who was standing to the side, suddenly realized that he was doomed.

In the span of a breath, countless sharp ice spikes rapidly condensed in the air. The woman waved her hands, and countless ice spikes whistled through the air as they pierced towards the green sun.

One foot touching the ground, his body slightly slanted, Qingyang retreated to the side while a layer of golden light faintly appeared on his hands. It was naturally the Jindan True Fire. It seemed that Qingyang had been angered this time.

Countless ice thorns paused in the air for a moment, then quickly turned around to chase after the Azure Sun. That silver treasured sword was currently suspended above the woman's head. Seeing the small hands constantly forming sword incantations, it seemed as though she was prepared to use some kind of offensive sword art.

"You've gone too far!" Do you really think that I am someone who can be easily humiliated! " With a loud shout, Qingyang stopped dodging and faced the ice spikes.

Both of his fists changed into palms and he placed them across his chest. With a thought, the Jindan Stage internal flame began to revolve crazily in his Dantian. The air around Qingyang seemed to melt, making the scene seem unreal.

The sharp ice spikes whistled through the air and collided with the azure sun in the span of a breath.

Surprisingly, a large portion of the ice thorns were not even half a meter away from Qingyang's body. They gradually melted into puddles of water in the air and evaporated in the blink of an eye.

"Break for me!"

A roar came out of Qingyang's mouth. It seemed as if an invisible energy had spread out from it. The other ice spikes that blotted out the sky suddenly stopped in midair, unable to advance a single inch. Kacha! It was a spectacular sight. The entire sky was filled with ice-cold debris.

When the crowd who had long since retreated to the periphery saw this situation, they were shocked in their hearts. Although they did not know what technique Qingyang was using, no one on the scene could respond to such an attack.