Chapter 633

"It cannot go on like this!" Song Yushao became more and more alarmed as he fought.

Having exchanged over a hundred moves, he was already somewhat lacking in stamina, while Xu Yang, under the dual blessing of the Unmoving Ming Wang Body and Jin Gang Gong, still had inexhaustible physical strength, like a monster that didn't know fatigue, his momentum becoming increasingly strong.

Operating his Gang Yuan at super speed, he already felt his body heating up, while Xu Yang still looked calm and composed, each move and stance measured, calm and relaxed.

"I must kill him today!"

Xu Yang's talent alarmed Song Yushao.

If this kind of talent were to spread, there would be plenty of people willing to step on his Song family to curry favor with Xu Yang, and even the high-level figures of the Profound Heaven Sect might take action against his Song family for Xu Yang's sake.

His ancestors were disciples of the Profound Heaven Sect, but that was only the ancestors. In front of such a dazzling genius, that little bit of ancestral shade was nothing.

If he didn't kill Xu Yang today, his Song family would either have to abandon their foundation and flee, or wait for Xu Yang to settle for a period of time and wipe them all out.

And this time wouldn't be too long. Given the talent Xu Yang had shown, in a year or half a year at most, he could easily suppress and kill him.

Thinking of this, Song Yushao made a decision in his heart.

"Boom!"

A majestic aura rushed out from his body, his disheveled hair dancing wildly.

Song Yushao's entire body's Gang Yuan circulated, drawing the power of heaven and earth around him, the martial arts imagery behind him surging like a great sea, shaking heaven and earth.

A solemn look appeared on his face, knowing that the move he was about to use was a desperate gamble; if he were the least bit careless, he would also die and his soul would vanish.

"It's all that idiot Song Shirong!" Song Yushao couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

Initially, he had no idea about the matter between Xu Yang and the Song family, until Song Shixian took the Bi Shui Blade to kill Xu Yang and went missing, and Song Shirong told him the matter.

Because of a playboy second-generation ancestor like Song Wenxuan, the Song family had suffered a catastrophe, and now he was even implicated in fighting for his life with Xu Yang. He wished he could kill Song Shirong, this family head.

If it weren't for Song Shirong, how could the Song family have provoked Xu Yang?

"This ends here!"

Song Yushao shouted sharply, leading with his long sword, sword intent erupting. Amidst a booming sound, the martial arts imagery behind him surged toward Xu Yang.

Cang Lang Sword Art, Boundless Sea!

This was the ultimate move of the Cang Lang Sword Art, the strongest strike, and also a desperate move, using all martial arts imagery to strangle the enemy.

To a certain extent, martial arts imagery was the manifestation of a martial artist's will and mind, so once martial arts imagery was used to kill the enemy, it was equivalent to engaging in a confrontation of will and mind with the enemy.

This kind of confrontation was the most dangerous; once injured, there was no medicine to cure it.

But after fighting for a long time, he hadn't been able to do anything to Xu Yang. Apart from the tyrannical mind cultivated after being immersed in the Heavenly Origin realm for many years, he really couldn't find any means more powerful than Xu Yang's, so he could only gamble by strangling Xu Yang with martial arts imagery.

Sword light soared to the sky, the martial arts imagery emitting majestic pressure, surging over like a sea area, the earth trembling, soil and stone shattering.

The power of heaven and earth exploded, sharp sword beams tearing through the air and slashing down. The entire Yunqi Manor was shaking, and he didn't know how many houses were shaken and collapsed.

"This old dog is going to fight for his life."

Xu Yang felt a chill in his heart, sensing the tyranny of this move, and the Ming Wang imagery behind him dissipated instantly.

"Are you afraid?"

Song Yushao roared, thinking Xu Yang was afraid of his martial arts imagery strangulation, which was why he had withdrawn the Ming Wang imagery.

"Afraid?" Blood light surged in Xu Yang's eyes, emitting a three-foot cold light.

"Boom!"

The next moment, sharp blade intent broke out from his body, almost condensing into substance, slashing open the suppressing pressure.

"What?"

Song Yushao's pupils contracted violently, feeling a terrifying and sharp blade intent permeating the air, giving him the feeling that his body was about to split open, like thorns on his back.

Immediately following, he saw the void behind Xu Yang twisting, and a blood prison with a monstrous sea of blood appeared, emitting terrifying pressure, the aura of destroying all things covering the sky and earth.

"Major Success Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture!" Song Yushao gasped, instantly recognizing what martial skill this was.

This was a cultivation method with extremely high requirements for comprehension. He didn't know how many people in the Profound Heaven Sect had practiced it, but those who could enter the entry-level could be said to be as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Even some Elder-level figures couldn't enter the entry-level after practicing for several years and had to give up.

He had only seen the Major Success Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture on one person, and that was the Peak Master of the Li Huo Peak.

Except for the Peak Master of the Li Huo Peak, no one else in the Profound Heaven Sect had brought the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture to the Major Success realm. Xu Yang had actually cultivated this supreme cultivation method to Major Success.

The Major Success Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture, although not yet at the point of slashing through falsehood and slashing both body and spirit, already possessed some unfathomable power.

"Damn it!" Song Yushao's hair stood on end, knowing what a terrifying cultivation method the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture was. In an instant, the thought of retreating had already arisen.

Xu Yang had the Major Success Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture; the possibility of him killing Xu Yang was minimal. If he were unwise and continued to fight to the death, the one to die would likely be him.

It was just that the thought of retreating had only just arisen when he saw a golden blade light soar to the sky, slashing toward the sword light like a silk ribbon.

"Boom!"

The blade light tore through the air, slashing out with sharp and irresistible domineering momentum, as if it could split heaven and earth.

This strike was unstoppable, possessing the power to shock the world.

"Pfft!"

The strangling martial arts imagery was cut open instantly, collapsing and dissipating with a boom, most of it directly disappearing.

Song Yushao couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, feeling a tearing pain from his mind, as if his mind were splitting open along with it.

The sharp blade light was irresistible, continuing to cut onto the thick sword beam.

Unlike before, there was no earth-shattering collision sound this time. With just a pfft, the irresistible blade light directly cut the sword beam in two.

Song Yushao's face turned deathly pale. As he strangled Xu Yang with his mind, when his martial arts imagery was forced, his mind immediately suffered a heavy blow, feeling as if his head were splitting with pain.

The blade light continued to sweep, slashing heavily onto his body-protecting Gang Yuan.

"Bang!"

The body-protecting Gang Yuan, woven from light and the power of heaven and earth, exploded with a boom, sharp blade intent erupting, and Song Yushao was struck as if by lightning, blood splattering.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream echoed, and Song Yushao flew backward, a hideous wound extending from his shoulder all the way to his ribs, where the jade-like bone could already be seen.

Pain twisted Song Yushao's facial features, his face filled with disbelief. He had actually been heavily injured; after fighting for a long time, Xu Yang had suddenly used the Major Success Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture, heavily injuring him in one go.

Like a cold, poisonous snake, only now did it reveal its hideous fangs, giving him a fatal blow.

"The Ancestor is injured!"

Song Shirong and the others had just arrived outside Yunqi Manor when they heard Song Yushao's scream, their faces changing drastically.

Song Yushao's voice contained pain, and clearly the injury was not light; otherwise, with a Heavenly Origin martial artist's will, ordinary injuries wouldn't cause him to scream.

"Hurry, the Ancestor must not have anything happen to him."

Song Shirong roared, abandoning the others and rushing into Yunqi Manor like a madman.

Song Yushao was the pillar of the Song family. Once something happened to Song Yushao, the Song family would be swallowed clean by other great clans in an instant.

"Run!"

Song Yushao did not hesitate, not even caring to stop the bleeding from his hideous wound. Turning in mid-air, his Gang Yuan drew the power of heaven and earth, and his figure soared to the sky.

He couldn't kill Xu Yang even in his prime state, and he couldn't kill him after being heavily injured. Continuing to entangle would only lead to death. Xu Yang's talent was far more terrifying than he had imagined; only a martial artist at the second level of Heavenly Origin could match him.

Song Yushao was as anxious as a stray dog. This strike had already terrified him. As for the Song family's future being wiped out by Xu Yang, he didn't care at all. As long as he escaped successfully, he would immediately leave Qingyang City and find a place to hide.

Having only lived for over a hundred years, he still had nearly a hundred years of lifespan and didn't want to die here.

"Can you get away?" Xu Yang let out a long roar.

He hadn't used the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture until now; he had been waiting for this moment.

Song Yushao had first fought a great battle with the Red Flame Tiger and was already injured. After a long battle, his Gang Yuan was too depleted, and coupled with the heavy injury, Song Yushao's speed had plummeted, far from what it used to be.

Xu Yang's killing intent surged, his Gang Yuan infusing into the Bi Shui Blade like a bursting flood, and with a wave of his hand, he blasted out a golden blade Qi.

"Boom!"

The blade Qi tore through the air, blasting out like a thunderbolt, carrying an indomitable and sharp blade intent, landing on Song Yushao's back in an instant.

"Bang!"

Song Yushao was struck as if by lightning, his entire body trembling, blade Qi and body-protecting Gang Yuan exploding together, and blood splattering.

"Ah!"

The scream pierced his eardrums, and Song Yushao was in so much pain his vision went black. The sharp blade Qi seeped into his body, like thousands of small knives cutting inside him.

His back was a bloody mess, revealing jade-like bones, and the dragon-like spine could be seen.

He could no longer maintain his momentum of soaring to the sky, blood spilled, and he fell from mid-air.

"Ancestor..."