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Even when swarmed by countless rays of sword light, his body seemed to be cast of metal, daring to withstand the sharpness of the sword.

“Danling Zi won’t last much longer,” the Celestial Master thought to himself.

Even though the strength displayed by Pei Xuanjing had taken them by surprise, still, it shook them to their core.

But now, it could almost be confirmed that this young man, as strong as he is, is ultimately not a match for Bahasiba.

However, even so, they would not show the slightest amount of contempt for Pei Xuanjing.

Because the power that he has displayed is not inferior to anyone present. If given a few more decades, he might truly become another Master Sanfeng.

Not just Zhang Zhizhan, but every expert who could clearly see the actions of the two fighters knew that this battle was nearing its end, as Pei Xuanjing was probably no longer able to hold on.

Of course, Pei Xuanjing was more clear about his own state. He wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer.

This Great Yuan high priest was incredible. Even though Pei Xuanjing had nearly exhausted everything he Imew, it was still hard for him to hold up against the man’s extremely strong and vigorous fist technique.

Without his profound True Qi and robust physique, it would’ve been challenging to last this long.

Given the situation, he thought, perhaps it’S time for one final push!

He turned swiftly, rising up towards the sky, drawing his sword as he did so.

The Heaven’s Intention of Shenxiao was released recklessly, accompanied by wind and thunder, and further surrounded by the rotation of the Four Seasons and Five Orders.

Fairy from Heaven!

Pei Xuanjing used this move once again, dropping down from above, as if a celestial being, his god-like strength seemingly ruling over the world, determining life and death.

Wherever the Shenxiao Sword passed, it created a vacuum, just like the blue sword descending from the sky, piercing through daylight with its bright arc.

This sword!

The sword’s momentum was magnificent and quick, the sword intention retreating but not releasing, converging on the body of the sword, yet the edge of the sword released a terrifying force.

The sword light flickered unpredictably, resembling lightning bolts, or a rainbow stretching across the sky.

Bahasiba, completely engaged in battle, suddenly changed his countenance, his hair standing on end. Faced with this sword, he felt a tangible scent of death.

In his eyes, the sword descending from above…

Like the scorching sun hanging in the sky, it conveyed the might of heaven, cutting through the four directions and the Five Elements, as if it was tearing apart Heaven and Earth.

Aside from the sword intention, blazing like the sun, it also embodied the essence of the four seasonal temperaments: the lushness of spring, the scorching heat of summer, the bleakness of autumn, and the frigidity of winter.

The rotation of the Four Seasons, unpredictable and ceaseless, as if without a beginning, nor an ending, forever unending.

The power of the sword was this terrifying!

Bahasiba’s eyes filled with profound fear, and he fiercely launched his attack.

The strongest technique of the Heaven God Fist, Suppressing Gods and Demons!

It seemed as if two thunders were converging in his hands, his fists clenched tight, a fierce wind sweeping across.

From afar, his entire body emitted strands of golden light, making him look like the sun itself, grand and solemn, as sacred as the Buddha.

At this moment, he looked like a Buddha standing on earth.

He punched out, causing a sound that echoed through the sky like countless thunders.

This punch could suppress even gods and devils!

The brilliantly dazzling sword light and the raging fist collided, creating a collision that far surpassed any before, stirring up billows of dust.

Splat!

Amid the dust, Pei Xuanjing spat out a mouthful of blood, flung away, landing heavily on the ground, his clothes in tatters.

The punch just now had been dominant, the strongest move Pei Xuanjing had ever encountered.

Facing this attack, even if Pei Xuanjing had True Martial Energy protecting his body, it still broke his protection and he was heavily injured.

All those present, watching the struggling Pei Xuanjing rise to his feet, were shocked, not knowing what to say.

The power of the last sword, even just observing it, was terrifying beyond description.

That particular sword, its skill was near Dao.

Facing its glaring sun -like intent, no one felt they could dodge it, and no one thought they could easily block this sword.

Facing that sword, it was more or less certain death.

Perhaps, he didn’t require time, he had already surpassed many people, and probably only Bahasiba before him and the yet to appear Master Sanfeng could defeat him!

Many people thought silently.

Danyang Zi quickly stepped forward to support Pei Xuanjing, and promptly asked: “Junior brother, are you okay?”

The performance of his junior brother today had continuously surpassed his expectations, making him stunned and surprised.

At the same time, facing more made Danyang Zi feel proud, their Shenxiao Sect was ultimately not lost in Qi Luck, he believed it would flourish once again in the future and reclaim its glory.

Pei Xuanjing did not know what Danyang Zi was thinking, he pushed away Danyang Zi’s helping hand, stood up with the help of his sword, his eyes coldly looking at the place where they had just fought.

As the dust settled, the figure of Bahasiba, the Great Yuan high priest, gradually appeared.

Bahasiba no longer had the previous indifference, his monk’s robes had become tattered, revealing his iron-like physique.

“What a pity!” Pei Xuanjing’s eyes revealed a trace of regret.

He felt an indescribable feeling rising in his heart, had he lost?

Except for the many times he had died in the Life Simulator, in real battles, even though he had been through life-and-death fights, in the end, the victor had always been him.

“He’s injured!”

Someone suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone’s faces changed drastically as they looked around, and saw drops of blood falling from Bahasiba’s foot.

That’s right, Bahasiba had been hit by Pei Xuanjing’s sword, and even though he had the Dragon

Elephant Art, a supreme divine skill of the Esoteric Sect protecting his body, he had still been injured..