Chapter 987 - 987 987 Feng Wuchen Battles Xu Ying (2)

Chapter 987: Chapter 987: Feng Wuchen Battles Xu Ying (2) Chapter 987: Chapter 987: Feng Wuchen Battles Xu Ying (2) “I’ve been underestimated, huh.”

Hearing Feng Wuchen’s arrogant remarks, Xu Ying couldn’t help but laugh angrily.

Xu Ying’s smile was terrifying, making one feel suffocated.

All the disciples of the West Sea Sect knew that Xu Ying was thoroughly enraged.

In the face of Feng Wuchen’s arrogance, the people of the West Sea Sect were already burning with rage, and the fact that Xu Ying could restrain himself until now showed that he was a person capable of great patience.

As the strongest talent of the West Sea Sect, Xu Ying’s strength was unquestionably formidable. Those who underestimated him never ended well.

Unfortunately for Xu Ying, he was facing Feng Wuchen.

“Your strength is indeed powerful, ranking among the strong opponents I have encountered,” Feng Wuchen arrogantly said, seemingly praising but actually showing contempt.

“Brat, show your true capabilities and let our sect see if you are worthy of your arrogance!” Luo Tianfeng said coldly, with a fierce killing intent flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Feng Wuchen’s terror and arrogance exceeded even the Luo Tianfeng of the past years. Such talent, if he could serve him, would be fine, otherwise, Luo Tianfeng was not about to let Feng Wuchen leave the West Sea Sect easily.

“Xu Ying! Slaughter this arrogant brat!”

“That’s right! Kill him!”

“Tear this arrogant jerk to pieces!”

The furious disciples of the West Sea Sect started to curse out loud, venting their anger.

Hearing the curses of the sect disciples, Feng Wuchen spread his hands and coldly sneered, “Come on then, tear me to pieces.”

“Boom!”

Xu Ying narrowed his eyes, a cold light flickering. Holding the Moon-Slaying Soul-Cleaving Sword, he burst forth ferociously, the overbearing Sword Intent sweeping out like a destructive Gang Wind. Xu Ying closed the distance in an instant, bringing with him a powerful force, his attack extremely fierce.

With a sweep of his sword, Xu Ying’s blade shimmered, stabbing towards Feng Wuchen’s heart with a vicious killing intent, his moves ferocious.

“Hmph!” Feng Wuchen let out a slight cold snort, his two fingers shooting out instantly.

“Clang!”

Feng Wuchen’s two fingers clamped around the tip of Xu Ying’s sword, triggering a crisp sound. The terrifying impact forced Feng Wuchen back by more than ten meters.

But that was all it did; it didn’t harm Feng Wuchen in the slightest.

Feng Wuchen was wearing Dragon God Fist Guards, extremely tough, and an ordinary Immortal Sword couldn’t harm his fingers at all.

“Is that all?” Feng Wuchen coldly sneered, looking quite at ease.

Xu Ying’s face once again darkened as he infused terrible power into the Immortal Sword again, flipping his wrist suddenly. Forcing the Immortal Sword to twist, he broke free from Feng Wuchen’s control and continued to thrust forward.

“Clang!”

Breaking through Feng Wuchen’s control, Xu Ying’s sword stabbed at Feng Wuchen’s heart, but it was blocked again with a clang.

“Divine Artifact!” Xu Ying’s expression changed drastically.

“Damn it! That brat’s Divine Artifact blocked that strike!”

“If not for the Divine Artifact, that brat would be dead without a doubt!”

Seeing this scene, people of the West Sea Sect thought they could kill Feng Wuchen, and before they could rejoice, they were instantly disappointed, all gritting their teeth in anger.

“Heh heh! Your Immortal Sword can’t break my Divine Armor.” Feng Wuchen mockingly sneered, then promptly threw a ferocious punch.

Xu Ying immediately sensed it, his expression changing again as he quickly tapped his toe on the void, forcibly retreating.

“Boom!”

“Buzz!”

The moment Xu Ying stepped back, Feng Wuchen struck the void with a punch, shaking it violently and blasting a huge hole with his overbearing force.

“What an overbearing force! As a cultivator in the Third Layer of the Divinity Transformation Realm, even with the power boosted by a Divine Artifact, he should at most be at the peak of the Sixth Layer of the Divinity Transformation Realm. How can his power be above mine?” Xu Ying’s heart trembled violently, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Such a terrifying force, if it were to land on Xu Ying, he didn’t dare to imagine how terrible the damage would be.

“Quick reflexes.” Feng Wuchen sneered playfully.

“Hmph!” Xu Ying let out a fierce cold snort, and then charged towards Feng Wuchen again.

“Ding Ding Ding!”

“Buzz!”

Xu Ying unleashed a ferocious onslaught, with every move aimed to kill, but all were defended against by Feng Wuchen, who didn’t suffer the slightest injury.

“What’s going on? My attacks are ineffective. No, this kid seems to have seen through my moves. Does he have Divine Skills that predict the future?” Xu Ying was extremely shocked, his expression somewhat incredulous.

Xu Ying’s mastery in the Sword Dao was certainly not low, and the Sword technique he practiced was also very powerful. His sword moves were grand and unrestrained, following his heart. In such a high state of mastery, he couldn’t believe that he hadn’t landed a single strike on Feng Wuchen.

And what made Xu Ying even more incredulous was that his attacks seemed to be seen through by Feng Wuchen, who could predict them in advance and launch counterattacks with the fastest speed.

It seemed like Xu Ying had the upper hand, but in fact, he was always at a disadvantage, constantly in a passive state.

“Your speed is too slow! Your sword moves are mundane. Although they possess great strength, they lack nimbleness. The highest realm of the Sword Dao is to win without any moves—man and sword as one.” Feng Wuchen gave a cold laugh.

“Do you think anyone can reach the realm where man and sword are one!” Xu Ying shouted coldly, his attacks growing even more fierce.

The highest state in the Sword Dao was known to all sword cultivators, but to achieve the state of man and sword as one, to win without any moves, was no easy task.

“That’s true, with your talent in sword cultivation, it’s indeed hard to achieve.” Feng Wuchen taunted, then swiftly stepped back, actively giving up the close combat.

“You!” Xu Ying was enraged, his face twitching violently in anger.

“Your sword moves are useless against me. Now I’ll give you a chance to use your powerful Sword technique or martial skills.” Feng Wuchen arrogantly said, very confident in his own strength.

“Impossible!” Xu Ying’s face contorted, his eyes full of bloodshot, enraged by Feng Wuchen’s arrogance and disdain.

The West Sea Sect disciples gritted their teeth in rage, clutching their fists tightly, wishing they could rush up and tear Feng Wuchen to pieces.

“Ding!”

“Buzz!”

In a rage, Xu Ying slammed the Immortal Sword into the void. With a clear ‘ding’, terrifying cyan Sword Qi swept in all directions, and the fearsome Sword Intent soared into the sky.

“Heaven Rank Sword technique! Thousand Juncture Slash!”

Xu Ying bellowed fiercely, erupting with an overwhelming aura. The terrifying cyan energy that spread out rapidly condensed into a thousands of feet long cyan energy sword in the sky.

“What a terrifying force! This is a Heaven Rank Sword technique!”

“Truly, he is the strongest prodigy of our West Sea Sect. Xu Ying’s strength is too fearsome!”

“This sword will definitely severely injure that arrogant brat!”

Feeling the terrifying energy of the Sword technique Xu Ying had deployed, the disciples of the West Sea Sect were both frightened and excited, as if they had seen Feng Wuchen being severely injured.

“Swish!”

“Buzz!”

With a wave of Xu Ying’s hand, the terrifying cyan energy sword shot out abruptly. The intense and sharp sound explosion made the disciples of the West Sea Sect cover their ears in pain, their faces showing signs of suffering, and as the energy sword passed, large swathes of pitch-black cracks burst and collapsed.