Facing Jian Wuhen's fierce offensive, Li Chen remained standing like a mountain, unmoving.

He gazed at the ravine torn in the earth and suddenly stomped his foot.

Violent True Yuan burst forth from his foot, colliding with Jian Wuhen's deadly move.

"Boom!"

Two different attributes of True Yuan, like enemies who wouldn't stop until one was dead, clashed wildly together.

In an instant, thunder roared and the earth shook!

Amid the violent explosion, both Li Chen and Jian Wuhen staggered backwards.

Jian Wuhen's eyes were sinister like frost. He sneered, and with a swoop of his Dragon Slayer Sword, a long arc that spanned the heavens was formed, its tip aimed straight at Li Chen, carrying an unstoppable force, sweeping like a tornado.

Li Chen was not to be outdone, shaking his arm vigorously, the sword edge erupted with seven beams of light. Like seven stars, they quickly linked into a line.

"Crack!"

The sword hummed thunderously, sparks flying brightly.

Jian Wuhen's face suddenly changed. He never expected that even after using the seventh sword of the Heavenly Sword Nine Forms, he still couldn't do anything to Li Chen, an ordinary loose cultivator.

"Heavenly Sword Nine Forms, Eighth Sword, Heaven Shattering Slash!"

With Jian Wuhen's roar, two Jiao Longs, one green and one red, quickly swirled around him, and the green and red lights surged like waves, rapidly rippling outward.

The Dragon Slayer Sword in his hand grew longer against the wind, turning into a colossal figure of hundreds of feet in no time, piercing the heavens and earth.

This sword could shatter the heavens!

Facing Jian Wuhen's irresistible strength, Li Chen suddenly stepped forward, his entire being bursting with a mighty aura like the raging Yellow River.

"Nine twists of the Yellow River descend from the heavens, flowing to the sea never to return!"

Before his voice finished, the Seven-star Dragon Abyss surged forward like a sea dragon, covering the sky with raging waves, enveloping Jian Wuhen.

"Boom!"

The wind howled angrily, the void trembled. Rocks shattered, dust flew, obscuring the sky, creating an immensely shocking scene.

In that instant, everyone present was utterly stunned and shocked beyond measure. Many cultivators widened their eyes in disbelief, with mouths agape.

Jian Wuhen staggered back dozens of steps, barely stabilizing his balance with the rebound of the Dragon Slayer Sword.

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Clearly, he sustained significant injuries in the previous clash.

Contrastingly, Li Chen, aside from some tattered clothes, showed no signs of injury and looked as spirited as ever.

The comparison of strengths between the two was already clear!

However, no one present believed Jian Wuhen had lost.

Because he still had one last sword, his sure-kill move, that had yet to be unleashed.

Now, whether it was the Sect Leader on the high platform or the spectators below, or even the participating cultivators, all had unconsciously shifted their initial views on the battle between Li Chen and Jian Wuhen.

Before the battle began, almost everyone believed that Li Chen, a rural loose cultivator, attempting to challenge Jian Wuhen, the Chief Disciple of Heavenly Sword Mountain, was purely suicidal.

Even after the initial clash where Li Chen had a slight upper hand, the majority of views hadn't changed.

They just assumed that Jian Wuhen had underestimated him, allowing Li Chen to gain the upper hand temporarily.

When Jian Wuhen wielded the Dragon Slayer Divine Sword, most still believed that Li Chen was doomed. However, at this moment, many, especially the loose cultivators, had significantly more respect for him. Even among the significant figures, quite a few sighed for him regretfully.

But now, Jian Wuhen had already executed the eighth sword of the Heavenly Sword Nine Techniques, with the terrifying boost of the Dragon Slayer Divine Weapon.

Yet, even so, he failed to get the upper hand over Li Chen.

This shook the belief of many spectators who supported Jian Wuhen, doubting his certain victory.

Jian Wuhen indeed had not used the last sword, but who could guarantee that Li Chen didn't have his own trump card?

Therefore, the final result of this battle was truly uncertain.

"Sect Leader Jian, it seems your prized disciple might face a rather unpleasant defeat this time!"

Seeing Heavenly Sword Mountain in a bind, the Master of Azure Water Palace, feeling elated, spoke with a faint smile.

Jian Chen's face turned ashen, and he retorted angrily, "Hmph, Master of Azure Water Palace, isn't it too soon to dismiss Heavenly Sword Mountain?"

"When Wuhen executes the Ninth Sword of the Heavenly Sword Nine Techniques, I wonder how that Li Chen will withstand it?"

Upon hearing about the "Ninth Sword," the Master of Azure Water Palace's expression suddenly turned somewhat complex.

This generation of elders had witnessed firsthand the terrifying power of the Ninth Sword.

It was said that back then, the Heavenly Sword Ancestor used this domineering Ninth Sword to slay a dragon in the Barbaric lands, leaving corpses strewn across the land, staining three thousand miles red. Turning mountains and rivers, eliciting the heavens' lament.

Even the Ancient Demon Beast Divine Dragon couldn't withstand it, so how could Li Chen, a mere loose cultivator?

"What a shame for such a promising talent!"

Sighs of regret for Li Chen's imminent fall rose and fell.

At this moment, the fight between Zhao Yuqing and Ye Xing had already stopped.

She looked far into the distance from the high platform, her beautiful eyes full of worried ripples.

Lian Hongshang and Ling Shuanghua, these rivals in love, also ceased fighting, standing still with wide eyes to watch.

Ling Shuanghua's bright eyes showed some heaviness and conflict, presenting a rather complex look.

In comparison, Lian Hongshang might be the calmest among the three women.

Living with Li Chen day and night, she naturally knew what her husband was capable of. She was aware of several cards he hadn't yet played.

Therefore, she had absolute confidence in Li Chen.

Ling Shuanghua glanced at Lian Hongshang, with the latter still maintaining her calm demeanor. She frowned slightly, asking in doubt, "Aren't you worried about him considering Jian Wuhen's Ninth Sword can ravage the heavens?"

Lian Hongshang hadn't expected Ling Shuanghua to suddenly ask this, shrugged her shoulders, and said with interest, "What's there to worry about?"

She said it with confidence and casually, as if she already knew the outcome.

After speaking, Lian Hongshang turned to Ling Shuanghua, casually asking, "I heard Jian Wuhen is your fiancé. Aren't you worried he might lose?"

"Don't speak nonsense, there's nothing between me and Jian Wuhen!"

Before Lian Hongshang finished, Ling Shuanghua hurriedly denied it, as if afraid of being misunderstood by others.

Lian Hongshang stared at Ling Shuanghua for a while and tentatively asked, "Then who are you involved with, Li Chen?"

Hearing the name "Li Chen," Ling Shuanghua instinctively covered the Guardian Palace Sand mark on her right arm, her voice suddenly heightened as she coldly declared, "Hmph, I have nothing to do with anyone!"

Lian Hongshang, an observant and intelligent girl, concluded from Ling Shuanghua's extreme reaction and unusual expression that there was definitely something between her and Li Chen.

"Li Chen, you are indeed strong. But unfortunately, you shouldn't have provoked me, Jian Wuhen. You may not know, but I recently mastered the final sword of the Heavenly Sword Nine Forms and have yet to use it in combat even once."

"Today, I'll make an exception for you, and use your blood to sanctify my sword!"

Jian Wuhen rose with his sword, his sinister eyes filled with killing intent, his black clothes and hair billowing without wind, like a Killing God from hell.

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