"Jishang Academy?" Li Qingquan furrowed his brows and murmured, "What place is that? We don't even know where it is, it seems we have not offended Jishang Academy, right?"

The young Yan You remained silent, only his eyes flashing with cold sharpness, his longsword lightly pointing towards the sky, and the Dragon Roar inside the sword resounded boldly, "Between Heaven and Earth, there is Righteous Qi, Righteous Qi Dragon Transformation!"

"Buzz~~~"

As soon as Yan You's words ended, a thick aura of Vast Righteous Qi, showing an eerie purple color, surged out from around him, instantly channeling into the longsword.

"Roar!"

The dragon roar that echoed through the Nine Heavens come forth; a ferocious dragon with bared fangs and claws burst out of the longsword, its sinister purple Scale Armor and endlessly brutal aura showcasing its terrifying fierceness!

"Whoosh!"

The longsword whistled out, and the purple dragon broke through the Void like lightning, leaving only a faint trailing shadow lingering in its original spot.

"Such a fast sword, such icy sword intent!" Li Qingquan was startled, his green longsword thrown backwards, and suddenly, numerous dense green longsword illusions emerged behind him, the leading sword exerting a tremendous pressure, striking forth with a force to destroy Heaven and Earth, instantly surging forward to meet the purple dragon.

Holding his longsword, Yan You raced forward, his eyes gleaming as he thought, "Master only told me the incoming person is powerful; to block if possible, and to give up if not! It seems he was right! From the current situation, this Alien Race indeed is as Master described. However, it is still uncertain who will fall first!"

"Boom!"

The purple dragon clashed with thousands of longswords, the two different sword intents colliding, stirring up a layer of fierce Qi Force.

The Qi Force raged wildly, and amidst the resounding clangs, a colossal and profound crack was drawn throughout the thousand li of cosmic Void around, the majestic cosmic Qi from beyond pouring down like waves from the ocean into the Void of the True Confucian Origin Realm.

"Boom crack crack..."

The cosmic space experienced a vast fluctuation, countless green stars engulfed by the cosmic Qi from beyond, turning into dark desolate planets, devoid of their former vitality.

Endless Meteorite Belts were violently whisked up by the cosmic Qi from beyond, carrying shattered meteorites crashing down in all directions of the universe.

Floating quietly in space, the Pyramid Battleship, struck by this unwarranted disaster, was rocked from side to side like a frail boat in the vast sea, in danger of capsizing at any moment.

"Damn, what situation is this!" Long Xuhu's face paled as he rushed back and forth beside the battleship, his pale face looking more grim than battling for life and death with others.

Li Qingming watched the empty holographic image on the metallic table and said, "Alright, stop complaining! Better fix the battleship's propulsion system promptly. Right now, this battleship is only relying on the protection of the Tao Runes. If the energy from the Spirit Stones still cannot be channeled, for our future journey, we'll have to fly on our own!"

"Hey, you two continue to go with me for inspection!" At Long Xuhu's words, his face turned grim, and he glared angrily at Thor and Eliza, saying.

"Yes, yes! We're going now!" Eliza and Thor nodded hurriedly, not wanting to be beaten up again by this group of violent maniacs.

Watching the three figures disappear at the corridor entrance, shaking his head, he laughed and said, "I think Xu Hu is addicted to bullying the two of them!"

Yin Xi smirked and said, "We really have to thank that white-robed Confucian scholar. Without him, who knows how long these alien races would have needed to repair their battleship!"

"Yes, Jishang Academy, quite fascinating!" Li Qingming nodded and peered intently into the holographic image.

...

"Fellow Daoist, your swordsmanship is impressive!" Li Qingquan was enveloped in Yuqing True Essence, effectively blocking the cosmic energies from outer areas around him.

Yan You retracted his longsword and casually crushed a meteorite fragment, responding indifferently, "You're not bad either!"

"Hahaha, another round!" Li Qingquan burst into laughter, transformed into a beam of flowing light, and instantly reached Yan You. His right hand swiftly unleashed over a hundred sword strikes towards Yan You, each faster than lightning, as if one person transformed into hundreds, each delivering a strike aimed at Yan You's critical points.

"No way, when did Master Uncle's swordsmanship become so powerful?" Within the battleship, Yang Jian's eyes sparkled as he watched Li Qingquan, filled with awe in his voice.

Shakyamuni sighed as he watched Li Qingquan, who traversed the void with his sword, and said, "Master Qingquan's swordsmanship deeply embodies the true essence of Tongtian Saint."

Li Qingming just smiled and remained silent.

As everyone knows, Tongtian specialized in the art of the sword. Before becoming a Saint, he roamed the Primordial Land with only the Qingping Sword, undefeated. This swordsmanship of Li Qingquan was exactly what Tongtian Saint had taught him when he and his brother Li Qingming first became disciples.

His sword technique encompassed everything and even delved into the Great Dao of the sword. Hence, Li Qingquan never abandoned the path of the sword, though only a few knew this.

During the discussion, the white-robed Yan You charged towards the oncoming torrent of sword lights, wielding his longsword to its limits, blocking the onslaught of sword light strike after strike.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

A series of crisp sounds followed; Yan You, like a dragon navigating through water, joyfully maneuvered under Li Qingquan's offensive.

Perhaps due to their incredible speed and rapid sword strikes, the one white and one green figure gradually faded in the void, with only the distant clashing sounds of metal proving their fierce ongoing battle.

It was unclear how much time passed when suddenly, a loud clanging noise was heard, and two figures reappeared in everyone's view.

With disheveled hair and a trace of blood on his face, carrying a tattered Confucian robe, Yan You dashed out from a gap in the universe.

On the other side, Li Qingquan was equally disheveled. His previously upright hair was now loosely hanging down, his flowing green Taoist robe looked like modern fashion from the 21st century filled with holes.

"Except for Master, no one has ever put me in such a disheveled state!" Yan You, removing the upper part of his tattered Confucian robe, stated coldly.

Li Qingquan straightened his hair again and laughed, "On the contrary, in my hometown, there are quite a few who can beat me into such a state!"

"Oh?" Yan You replied, slightly surprised, "Now I'm starting to get interested in your hometown!"

"That is easy to say, just follow me. I will take you to see the beauty of my hometown!" Li Qingquan's eyes gleamed, and he chuckled.

"I'll consider it! Now, take my strongest strike!" Yan You said earnestly, unleashing the most powerful force he could muster.

(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, we welcome you to recommend and vote on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.