"Come, let's fight!"

Li Chen stood alone with his sword, murderously intense.

"Li Chen, you're already at the end of your strength. I wonder how long you can hold on?"

Ye Xing shouted angrily, and his magic sword broke through the air as a stunning Sword Rainbow burst forth. The sharp edge was filled with a strong, nauseating scent of blood. It's hard to imagine how much blood this sword had drunk?

"Hm, even at the end of my strength, defeating you is more than enough!"

Li Chen arrogantly sneered and didn't bother to use Seven-star Dragon Abyss. Instead, he swung his hand as a blade, slicing out an unmatched horizontal blade light directly to meet the attack.

"Clang!"

Sword and blade collided, dragon roared and tiger howled!

At the moment of impact, Ye Xing only felt his sword-wielding arm go numb.

Immediately, his whole body became uncontrollable and stumbled back dozens of steps, almost falling to the ground.

"How could this be?"

Ye Xing was shocked, although he had previously witnessed Li Chen's demonic skills firsthand, he still couldn't help but be greatly astonished.

Moreover, this was Li Chen when seriously injured. If he had been at his peak, wouldn't he have killed me with a single blow?

Thinking of this, Ye Xing felt a chill run down his spine. At this moment, he even began to be grateful to Zhao Yuqing.

If Zhao Yuqing hadn't intervened at that time, perhaps now I would end up like Uncle Jian Changming, killed instantly, or like Brother Jian Wuheng, with my cultivation ruined.

Seeing Li Chen able to repel Ye Xing despite his injuries, Monk Wuhua, Shangguan Changhong, Luot Ziming, and others were all shocked.

Exchanging glances, they each unleashed their strongest killing moves, rushing toward Li Chen.

Monk Wuhua pressed his hands together and recited "Amitabha Buddha," quickly forming a seal, and a golden Great Wisdom Palm imprint condensed in the air, striking toward Li Chen.

Shangguan Changhong pointed his sword to the sky, his anger was like a Jiao Long rising from the sea, swirling clouds in its wake.

Bai Yunfeng from Heavenly Dao Academy displayed the Confucian scholarly sword technique, a graceful gentleman, his white robe like snow.

The heavenly pride Luot Ziming from Green Cloud Mountain Sect also unleashed the sect's strongest sword technique, Fiery Fire Sky Gang Sword, like a dancing Fire Dragon echoing in the heavens.

Illusion Sound Pavilion's dancing girl, Zhuge Lihuo, Beichen Feng, and other heavenly prides all showcased their skills, attacking Li Chen from all directions.

As the battle was on the brink of explosion, people from righteous, evil, or demon clans all held their breath and tightened their nerves.

Especially Zhao Yuqing, Lian Hongshang, Little Demon Immortal, Ling Shuanghua, and others who knew Li Chen, they each wore a tense expression.

Facing a formidable encirclement of enemies, Li Chen showed no fear, fiercely raising the Seven-star Dragon Abyss before him.

He gazed at the sword edge, murmuring, "Dragon Soul, thank you for your hard work!"

Dragon Soul remained silent, the sword rang clamorously!

Li Chen coldly smirked, his palm passing over the sword edge, emitting a dazzling crimson light.

Immediately, he held the sword with both hands, the tip pointing downward, and stabbed fiercely.

"Array, rise!"

The ground trembled, countless magic swords soared from below like an Eagle Strike the Sky, swirling in cycles, forming an indestructible large Sword Array.

"Is this Master Sanchi's Three Thousand Sword Spirit Formation?"

Black Mountain Taoist recognized the sword array Li Chen unleashed, exclaiming in disbelief.

Others were equally shocked, never expecting that at this moment, Li Chen still held cards unplayed, just how many secrets did he hide?

"It is the Three Thousand Sword Spirit Formation, though after so long, its defeat has been severe. Now, Li Chen's True Yuan is already depleted, and the sword array cannot last, the situation doesn't appear favorable!"

Heng Mountain Ancestor spoke these words.

Others also agreed with this notion, from any angle, now Li Chen was at the end of the road. This Three Thousand Sword Spirit Formation could only stall for a little longer.

However, Little Demon Immortal and Heng Mountain Ancestor still hoped deep down for Li Chen to perform another miracle.

On Ascending Dragon Platform, Li Chen held the Seven-star Dragon Abyss, suspended above the Formation Eye, slaughtering in all directions.

Monk Wuhua, Luot Ziming, Shangguan Changhong, Beichen Feng, and other heavenly prides had already fought red-eyed, tossing out their magical treasures in a wild frenzy.

Instants of overwhelming killing intent reached the sky, blood-staining Chang'an.

Li Chen clashed with Lei Tian, chief disciple of Heavenly Thunder Sect, with a punch, then spun a three-sixty in the air, slashing at two heavenly prides from Earth-level Sect.

In an initial confrontation, those heavenly prides from obscure places were beheaded by Li Chen with a single sword strike, blood showering the sky.

Yet their deaths were not in vain.

At least, they bought Monk Wuhua and others a few precious moments.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Monk Wuhua abruptly took off the Buddha beads from his neck. They shimmered with five different colored gleams of glass brilliance, grand and magnificent.

This is a Buddhist treasure, the Five Elements Spiritual Pearl. It is forged from top-grade Crystal Stones of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth elements, blessed day and night with Sanskrit Scripture, forged repeatedly.

Simultaneously, Bai Yunfeng, chief heavenly pride of Heavenly Dao Academy, also displayed their academy's cherished treasure, the Brocade River and Mountain Fan.

The feathered fan transformed into the imposing and magnificent Brocade River and Mountain, paralleling Monk Wuhua's Five Elements Spiritual Pearl, encircling Li Chen from left and right.

Confronting these two top-grade magical treasures, Li Chen dared not underestimate them and immediately prepared vigilantly, engaging the sword control.

At this moment, Ye Xing, Luot Ziming, Shangguan Changhong, and other sword cultivators exchanged glances, blades united, collectively striking toward the sword formation.

"Clang!"

The Sword Rainbow shattered the void, like dragon's roar, like tiger's howl. Its vast and surging momentum spread like water against a flow.

A deafening "boom" erupted, the sword formation's peripheral defense breached. Three Thousand Sword Formation lost sixty to seventy percent, leaving only the core Formation Eye barely holding on.

Li Chen was overwhelmed, scrambling tirelessly. Seeing his predicament, he remained composed, first feigning a sword move to evade Bai Yunfeng's Mountain River Fan, then unleashed a Buddha Seal at Monk Wuhua.

After meeting head-on, both sides retreated again.

"Li Chen's sword formation is precarious. Everyone together, let's break the formation!"

Ye Xing and others gave Li Chen no respite, collectively launching another round of attack like a massive tide.

Li Chen's gaze was icy, wiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, raising the Seven-star Dragon Abyss fiercely with both hands.

The Divine Sword thundered its dragon roar, transforming into a colorful giant dragon, sweeping wind and clouds. Thousands of sword shadows cascaded down like the Nine Heavens Galaxy's Liuchuan waterfall, suspended in the sky.

"Kill!"

"Fight!"

Two world-shattering Life-taking Techniques collided in the air. Like armies clashing, rivers roaring, rocks piercing the void. The entire world bowed in awe.

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