Chapter 386: Fierce Battle
"You hid so deeply!"
Song Yushao was horrified by Xu Yang’s cultivation, which had already broken through to the Heaven Origin realm. One had to know that people like Zhang Hanzhou and Qi Xuancheng were still struggling to break through the Heaven Origin bottleneck.
They had always wanted to kill Xu Yang, fearing that he would break through to the Heaven Origin realm. They hadn't expected him to break through anyway, and as soon as he did, he began to retaliate against the Song family, killing all the elite disciples of the Song family in Yunqi Manor.
"Isn't it all because you forced me!" Xu Yang’s eyes surged with cold light.
Song Yushao asked sharply: "Beast, you killed Song Shirong. Did you also kill Song Wenshan and the others?"
Previously, the Song family hadn't suspected that Xu Yang had killed Song Wenshan and the others because Xu Yang’s strength hadn't been capable of it. Now that they discovered Xu Yang could kill Song Shixian, who was carrying a spirit weapon, even before breaking through, killing Song Wenshan and the others was not a difficult thing.
"I killed them all!" Xu Yang admitted directly.
"You beast, how ruthless!" Song Yushao’s eyes were splitting with rage.
There were five Song family martial artists at the peak of Marrow Cleansing who had died directly at Xu Yang’s hands, and they had lost four half-spirit weapons and one spirit weapon.
Today at Yunqi Manor, dozens more had died, the spirit medicines had likely all been picked by Xu Yang, and a Heaven Origin exotic beast had also died.
Adding up all the losses, the value was immeasurable; no amount of money could recover these losses.
Even if he killed Xu Yang today, the Song family would suffer a grievous blow and wouldn't be able to recover its former glory for decades or even a century.
"It’s you Song family beasts who were too bullying, bringing this upon yourselves!"
Xu Yang’s gaze was cold: "I just didn't save your Song family’s spoiled brats, and you sent people to kill me several times, treating me like an ant that could be crushed at will. I was just fighting back.
Now that people are dead, you say I'm ruthless here—isn't that ridiculous?"
Once these words were spoken, even Song Yushao was silent for a moment.
If one were to discuss right and wrong, it was indeed his Song family that was wrong.
If Xu Yang had just been someone without talent, failing to save his Song family disciples would indeed have been a path to death, digging his own grave, and he would have deserved to die.
But who could have expected Xu Yang to have such astonishing talent? Having joined the Purple Sun Sect for only a little over four years, not even five, he had become extraordinary, breaking into the Heaven Origin realm and becoming a master of the same level as him.
"It is indeed ridiculous. Then let's not talk about right and wrong; let's decide life and death today," Song Yushao roared.
Now, discussing right and wrong had no meaning; only if Xu Yang fell would it work. If he didn't kill Xu Yang today, he would be the one to die in the future, and the entire Song family would be wiped out.
With such talent, it was impossible for him to stop at the first level of Heaven Origin like himself.
He didn't try to negotiate, because he felt he could suppress and kill Xu Yang, and given Xu Yang’s forbearance, negotiating would only delay time.
"Boom-boom-boom..."
The Martial Dao Imagery reappeared behind him, sharp sword intent breaking through his body, drawing heaven and earth energy to form a giant sword light, the majestic pressure surging like a tide, suppressing Xu Yang.
Song Yushao’s long sword vibrated, the sword light like a tide.
Canglang Sword Art, Thousand-Fold Waves!
This was the second form of the Song family’s Canglang Sword Art. Once this move was used, the sword momentum was like surging river water, possessing a continuous, endless force, each sword stronger than the last.
Countless sword beams surged, like crashing waves, twisting and killing toward Xu Yang.
"Boom-boom-boom..."
The deafening loud noise spread throughout Yunqi Manor, Song Yushao wrapped in sword light, his figure suddenly disappearing from where he stood.
The overlapping waves of sword Qi surged, like great waves galloping, possessing the power to crush all things. Wherever they passed, mud waves surged, dust rolled, as if mountains were collapsing and the earth was splitting, heaven and earth turning upside down.
"Boom!"
Violent air waves exploded around Xu Yang, the clash of auras tearing the earth, and the Ming King Imagery, over a zhang tall, appeared behind him.
Ming King Immovable Body!
Powerful strength flowed through his body, the terrifying aura seeming to want to overturn heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
However, this was not enough. His body emitted another roar, and dots of golden light appeared, quickly spreading to his entire body.
In an instant, his whole body was like cast gold, his momentum continuing to climb.
Golden Gang Technique!
Golden Gang-Origin roared, the sound of muscles and bones roaring incessantly, his robust muscles flashing with golden light, his whole body as if draped in a layer of golden armor.
"Still not enough!"
Xu Yang shouted sharply, murderous intent surging in his eyes, battle intent steaming.
"Boom!"
A third muffled sound rang out within his body, a brutal, vicious aura mixed into his own aura, and his already expanded body grew even larger, the exploding muscles nearly bursting his clothes.
Eight Evils Dragon-Subduing Power!
Although he had only just begun to cultivate this secret technique, having only entered the introductory realm, once the technique was activated, it could also increase his combat power. At this moment, it could increase his combat power by about ten percent.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The powerful pressure swept out from Xu Yang, and the tide-like sword Qi waves were forced back, revealing a gap, and some sword Qi was directly shattered.
"I cannot let you live!" Song Yushao felt a sense of horror in his heart.
As an old-school Heaven Origin martial artist who had cultivated for over a hundred years, he didn't have as many powerful cultivation techniques as Xu Yang.
He had just broken through, and his momentum was already so terrifying. If he gave Xu Yang more time to settle down, wouldn't killing him be an easy thing?
"Boom!"
Song Yushao’s murderous intent surged, the sword Qi waves instantly expanded, enveloping Xu Yang like crashing waves.
"Slash!"
Golden blade light burst out, carrying fierce and domineering force, slashing down with the power to split heaven and earth, tearing through the air and bringing forth bursts of shrill whistling.
Before the blade light even fell, the sharp aura had already split the sword Qi waves, shattering a patch of sword Qi.
"Boom!"
The blade light, like a silk ribbon, fell, the sword Qi waves were slashed in the middle, and a huge crack was slashed into the ground.
Violent air waves swept out, turning into visible ripples that radiated outward, the earth trembling with a boom.
The spirit weapon in Song Yushao’s hand tore through the air, rushing over with Martial Dao Imagery, like a crashing wave galloping on the ground.
"Boom!"
The long sword pierced through the air, stabbing toward Xu Yang’s chest with the power to pierce all things.
Before the sword even arrived, the heaven-shaking Martial Dao Imagery had already begun to impact the Ming King phantom behind Xu Yang.
The two imageries clashed, and heaven and earth energy continuously dissipated, the air twisting and roaring, both of their imageries showing signs of dissipating.
Xu Yang’s gaze was sharp, watching Song Yushao, who was filled with murderous intent. The Clear Water Blade drew an arc, precisely cutting onto the long sword.
"Ding!"
The sound of metal clashing exploded, blade edge and sword edge colliding, sparks shooting out, possessing the power to pierce gold and crack stone.
The long sword let out a mournful cry, the sword body shaking violently, the Gang-Origin on Song Yushao’s body flashing, his aura fluctuating incessantly.
His Gang-Origin was far more majestic than Xu Yang’s, and he controlled more heaven and earth energy, but he still felt his hand bones were about to be shattered.
Song Yushao’s face was filled with disbelief, as if the person opposite him was not a young man in his twenties, but a savage dragon, his strength frighteningly great.
Vast strength surged from the opposite side, possessing an irresistible force, nearly shattering his spirit weapon.
"You..." Song Yushao’s face was filled with horror.
He also cultivated body-tempering techniques, but he hadn't comprehended the technique’s Martial Dao Imagery to this day, failing to step into the realm of Imagery Body-Tempering. Xu Yang’s physical terror far exceeded his imagination.
"Me what?"
Xu Yang shouted sharply, his muscles and bones roaring in unison, holding the blade with one hand and stepping forward, slashing horizontally, the Ming King Imagery suppressing him.
His whole body flowed with golden light, powerful strength surging within his body, crazily infusing into his arm.
"Boom!"
The air exploded, as if it wasn't a blade he was slashing out, but a mountain, possessing the power to overturn heaven and earth.
Before the blade even arrived, the majestic and fierce pressure had already caused the Martial Dao Imagery behind Song Yushao to shake, the great waves rolling.
Song Yushao felt a sense of solemnity in his heart; the momentum of Xu Yang’s blade was even fiercer than the last, as fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder.
Unable to care about his churning blood-Qi, the long sword in his hand also slashed horizontally, precisely blocking the Clear Water Blade.
"Bang!"
Blade and sword collided, air waves surged and exploded, raising bursts of mud waves, everything within a ten-zhang radius shattered, and dragon-like dust rose into the sky.
Both of them felt their bodies shake, muscles and bones roaring, blood-Qi churning like waves.
Song Yushao was, after all, a master who had been immersed in the Heaven Origin realm for many years; he wasn't so easily suppressed.
"Good sword technique!" Xu Yang roared.
He had discovered the strangeness of Song Yushao’s sword technique; the sword momentum and strength were continuously stacking, like a thousand waves, each form stronger than the last.
"Arrogant!" Song Yushao was furious.
Xu Yang’s tone was like a senior commenting on a junior.
The sword light tore through the air, sharp sword intent bursting out, Martial Dao Imagery surging along, spreading toward Xu Yang.
For a time, it was like a real wave roaring, sweeping toward Xu Yang.
"Hmph!"
Xu Yang snorted coldly, his will as tough as iron, the Ming King Imagery immovable as a mountain; let your waves be monstrous, I remain tall and motionless.
"Ding-ding..."
The two collided rapidly, air waves continuously surging, sparks flying, and wherever they passed, everything was shaken into powder by the aftermath.
Many exotic beasts kept here, not having escaped yet, were directly shaken to death in their iron cages, which made Song Yushao both pained and angry, wishing he could skin Xu Yang alive.
It was just that the two had already exchanged dozens of moves, his arm was shaken numb, some meridians were shattered, and he hadn't been able to do anything to Xu Yang.
Looking at Xu Yang, although his Gang-Origin was not as majestic as his, his physical body was strong, the Ming King Immovable Body combined offense and defense, his strength was inexhaustible, and he didn't fear this kind of persistent collision at all.
"Fast, give me more speed; Yunqi Manor cannot have any accidents."
Song Shirong led several Song family masters out of Qingyang City, rushing toward Yunqi Manor like a lightning bolt.
Although Ancestor Yushao had already rushed ahead, he still wasn't at ease.
Yunqi Manor was the Song family’s most important industry, raising many exotic beasts and rare medicinal herbs. If something went wrong, the resource supply of the entire family would have problems.
"Boom-boom-boom..."
Just as they were about to reach Yunqi Manor, a deafening muffled sound suddenly came from ahead.
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