Chapter 399: Tiger Soul

"Boom!"

Xu Yang’s body tore through the air, emitting a huge roar, the surging force cracking the earth, dragging trails of afterimages along the way.

Immense pressure surged like a stormy sea, suppressing Liu Qingyuan.

Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force!

An increase of nearly forty percent in combat strength made his momentum extremely terrifying.

"Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force, I know it too!" Liu Qingyuan shouted.

A roar like a river surged within his body, his muscles and bones exploded, a violent aura swept out, his aura climbed step by step, almost doubling.

Although his Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force hadn't reached small success, it wasn't far off. The increase in combat strength was far more than Xu Yang’s, reaching eighty percent. Instantly, his aura surpassed Xu Yang’s, and the scorching temperature scorched the ground.

"Boom!"

A palm emitting terrifying high temperatures slapped out, tearing through the air and emitting a deafening roar.

This time, he didn't dodge, but intended to clash head-on with Xu Yang.

In an instant, the two hands collided.

"Bang!"

A sound like iron clashing rang out, force ran wild, and violent shockwaves swept out. The earth was torn into terrifying cracks, and within thirty zhang, everything was turned into powder.

The violent air waves lifted mud waves several meters high, a thick layer of topsoil was peeled off, and countless trees were uprooted.

Xu Yang felt an unstoppable force coming from Liu Qingyuan’s hand, blood surging like waves, his protective true qi shattered, his muscles and bones exploded, and his body couldn't help but fly backward.

Liu Qingyuan’s entire body shook, and although his legs hadn't retreated, he also felt very uncomfortable.

However, his eyes were bright, and his spirit was greatly boosted. If he could push Xu Yang back, he had the confidence to kill him.

He wasn't Song Yushao!

"Xu Yang, you are too impatient. You are so anxious to kill me. If you had continued to forbear for a while, the one to die would definitely be me. Today is your death day."

Liu Qingyuan shouted, his momentum like a rainbow.

Xu Yang’s talent was amazing, and he was forbearing enough, but unfortunately, he was still too impatient, thinking that if he could kill Song Yushao, he could kill him.

Although the Song family was a top clan in Yangcheng, how could their foundation compare to the Purple Sun Gate? Although Song Yushao’s cultivation was on par with his, their combat strength was fundamentally different.

He possessed a formidable secret technique like the Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force from the Heaven Strategy Academy, and his combat strength far exceeded Song Yushao’s. This was the foundation of a major sect.

Xu Yang flew backward for over a dozen zhang before stopping, his fighting spirit continuing to climb.

He dared to act because he was confident he could kill Song Yushao, and he had also guessed that Liu Qingyuan had cultivated the Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force.

When he estimated Liu Qingyuan’s combat strength, he even calculated Liu Qingyuan’s Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force as small success, but he had clearly overestimated Liu Qingyuan. Liu Qingyuan’s Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force was still at the entry stage, so he wasn't panicked at this moment.

Although Liu Qingyuan’s Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force was at a higher level than his, and the increase in combat strength exceeded his, his body was formidable, and only his strength was inferior to Liu Qingyuan’s. In terms of defense, under the dual blessing of the Golden Steel Art and the Bright King Immovable Body, it was very difficult for Liu Qingyuan to truly hurt him.

"Roar!"

Liu Qingyuan’s aura surged, and a white tiger roared at the sky behind him, leaping out from the void.

For a time, the power of heaven and earth swarmed over, his aura climbed again, and the surging power made his clothes bulge, his hair dancing wildly.

Even the power of heaven and earth swarming toward Xu Yang was partially snatched away by him.

Tiger Soul Piercing Cloud Palm!

One of the Purple Sun Gate’s Heaven Origin martial arts, an imagery technique.

As a veteran Heaven Origin expert, it was impossible for him not to have comprehended martial arts imagery. Martial artists who could break through to Heaven Origin couldn't have such poor comprehension that they couldn't even comprehend martial arts imagery.

Martial arts imagery, as the exclusive domain of Heaven Origin martial artists, meant that anyone who could break through to the Heaven Origin realm could comprehend it; the difference was just in strength.

"You’ve broken through to Heaven Origin for such a short time, you haven't had time to cultivate Heaven Origin martial arts, right? I said you were too impatient," Liu Qingyuan roared, victory in his grasp.

He had been paying attention to Xu Yang, so naturally, he knew what techniques Xu Yang had obtained in the Purple Sun Gate.

Besides the Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force and the Li Fire Art, Xu Yang hadn't obtained any Heaven Origin martial arts. Without Heaven Origin martial arts, he was confident he could defeat or even kill Xu Yang.

Heaven Origin martial arts not only had stronger utilization and control of the power of heaven and earth, but their increase in combat strength was also incomparable to Marrow Cleansing martial arts.

Although Xu Yang had chosen the Blood Prison Heart Saber Scripture during the outer sect competition, he didn't believe Xu Yang could master it. The comprehension required to cultivate this technique was too outrageous; he had spent seven or eight years pondering it and hadn't even entered the door.

In the entire Purple Sun Gate, no one had mastered the Blood Prison Heart Saber Scripture for many years.

Even Han Yingjie, the first of the Ten Talents in the past, had to give up on cultivating the Blood Prison Heart Saber Scripture after trying for a year without success.

Cultivating the Blood Prison Heart Saber Scripture required not only amazing comprehension but also a strong mind. Unless one had elixirs like the Dragon-Tiger Great Golden Pill that could enhance the mind every day, even with enough comprehension, it was very difficult to master it in a short time.

"To kill you, I don't need Heaven Origin martial arts!"

[Black Tortoise Suppressing Mountain Fist - Not Entered (2541/3000)]

Xu Yang glanced at the panel!

He had cultivated the Heaven Origin martial art Black Tortoise Suppressing Mountain Fist, but the time was too short, and it hadn't even entered the door yet.

He had saved up quite a few points, and if necessary, he could make the Black Tortoise Suppressing Mountain Fist enter the door at any time. However, he believed that to kill Liu Qingyuan, the Blood Prison Heart Saber Scripture at the great success stage was enough, but it wasn't time to draw the saber yet. Such a killing move shouldn't be exposed too early.

Heaven Balance Peak’s sword technique was number one, and Liu Qingyuan hadn't used his sword technique yet. The Blood Prison Heart Saber Scripture had to be kept to deal with Liu Qingyuan’s sword technique.

His body was formidable, his stamina was long and enduring, and he was both offensive and defensive. He would first consume some of Liu Qingyuan’s true qi before having a chance for a sure kill.

"Bang!"

War blood boiled, Xu Yang stepped and cracked the ground, his figure flying out, suddenly disappearing from where he was.

The Bright King phantom was immovable as a mountain, resisting Liu Qingyuan’s pressure, and he threw a "Destroying Mountains and Breaking Peaks" strike.

"How bold, you are still actively attacking at this time, hoping to kill me and turn the tables." Liu Qingyuan was shocked and angry.

He hadn't expected that even after showing so many means, Xu Yang still didn't show any intention of retreating, but was actively attacking.

This little beast, who only knew how to hide in the dark like a poisonous snake, was also incredibly arrogant once he made a move.

"Pop, pop..."

His muscles and bones crackled, Liu Qingyuan’s body shone brightly, he leaned forward, and at the same time, his legs bent slightly, his vigorous true qi erupted, and his figure disappeared from where he was like an arrow from a bow.

Tiger Soul Piercing Cloud Palm, Tiger Pouncing Piercing Cloud!

Sharp and overbearing force condensed, he was like a sharp arrow tearing through the air, bringing bursts of sharp whistling, his whole body crossing the sky, his palm stabbing out like a great spear.

This palm was as fast as thunder, its force like a mountain collapsing.

The violent force stirred up terrifying true qi, tearing through the earth all the way, and a thousand-jin boulder three zhang away was shattered on the spot.

As the distance between the two got closer, the more power of heaven and earth Liu Qingyuan snatched away from around Xu Yang. As one grew and the other waned, Liu Qingyuan’s momentum grew stronger and stronger; this was the power of Heaven Origin martial arts.

Snatching away the power of heaven and earth you could control was a disguised weakening of your strength.

Fortunately, Xu Yang didn't rely on the power of heaven and earth to kill enemies. His true reliance was his indestructible, iron-like body. All along, his strongest point was his body.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided like two meteors, and force swept out violently.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

A terrifying sound like mountains collapsing and the earth cracking spread for several miles. The dissipated power of heaven and earth instantly submerged dozens of zhang, the earth tore and sank, and huge cracks spread.

Dragon-like smoke and dust shot into the sky, mud waves surged like a tide, and countless giant trees were uprooted and shattered by the terrifying shockwave.

The Bright King Immovable Body at great success was known as both offensive and defensive, immovable as a mountain, but at this moment, Xu Yang was still shaken away.

Liu Qingyuan, blessed by the Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force at near small success and the Tiger Soul Piercing Cloud Palm, had palm power that was peerless and overbearing, far from what Song Yushao could compare to.

The golden light on Xu Yang’s body flickered like a candle in the wind, crashing through the smoke and flying backward.

He only felt his blood surging, his face flushed, his internal organs vibrating, and his muscles and bones roaring.

Although uncomfortable, his body was indestructible, and he wasn't injured. The Bright King imagery quickly suppressed the surging blood, the Golden Steel Art resumed operation, and he was golden all over, as if cast from gold.

"Hmph!"

Liu Qingyuan let out a muffled groan. Although he had shaken Xu Yang away, he didn't feel good. This kind of head-on collision had a terrifying counter-force.

His strength was raised by various secret techniques, and the essence of his body being inferior to Xu Yang’s hadn't changed. It was like an ordinary person hitting a brick with their fist; although the powerful strength was enough to blow the brick away, the counter-force wasn't something the fist could withstand.

This was the situation between him and Xu Yang right now: one had weak strength but was as hard as iron.

One had great strength but was flesh and blood, unable to clash with iron.

Liu Qingyuan’s entire body shook, his muscles and bones roared, his protective true qi was covered in terrifying cracks in an instant, and then exploded with a boom.

He only felt his blood surging, his meridians trembling, the operation of the Eight Fiends Subduing Dragon Force appeared briefly sluggish, and the imagery behind him almost disappeared.

"Good little beast, your body-forging talent is actually so terrifying." Liu Qingyuan’s murderous intent was chilling.

The hardness of Xu Yang’s body far exceeded his imagination. He had been directly blown away, yet he was completely fine. If it were an ordinary person blown away like this, they would at least vomit blood and have some broken meridians.

But he looked at Xu Yang, who only had a flushed face and quickly returned to normal. His aura didn't show any weakness, his scorching true qi operated as usual, and there was no sense of sluggishness.

The fighting spirit on his body was instead stimulated, like a volcano erupting, stirring the power of heaven and earth.

"If one palm can't kill you, then ten palms. Even if your body is made of iron, you won't escape the fate of death today."

Liu Qingyuan’s murderous intent was scorching, and his eyes exploded with essence.

Protective true qi broke out of his body, drawing in the power of heaven and earth, and the martial arts imagery behind him shook the heavens and earth. The white tiger phantom roared at the sky, and a fierce aura covered the sky and earth.