Chapter 243: Old Friends' Battle

Chen Yi He gripped both swords together and fiercely slashed forward! Dragon King unleashed "Azure Dragon Descends Nine Heavens"!

"Annihilation of Heavenly Dao!" Xiao Xiao Yu also didn't hold back, using this move again!

Boom! Boom! Boom! From heaven to earth, all were explosion sounds.

The younger generation, the younger generation has its own strength.

"Thud!" Chen Yi He fell to the ground.

"Thud!" Dragon King fell to the ground.

"Thud!" Xiao Xiao Yu fell to the ground.

The three people each fell in three directions, forming a triangle.

"Hehe, quite interesting!" Chen Yi He said with a laugh. Just now he slashed fiercely at Dragon King and Xiao Xiao Yu with one sword, but he suffered their fiercest backlash.

"Chen Yi He..." Dragon King shoved aside the bricks and dirt pressing on him, struggling to rise from the ruins, half his body nearly collapsing, yet he felt no pain.

Although Dragon King had lost his own consciousness, he had not forgotten Chen Yi He. During their battle a few days ago, his chaotic thoughts in his mind had been dispelled, and now Chen Yi He became even clearer in his mind…

Xiao Xiao Yu brushed off the dust on her body, preparing another round of "Annihilation of Heavenly Dao", not wanting to give Chen Yi He the slightest chance.

As for Dragon King, Chen Yi He regarded him as a brother; as brothers, he naturally did not want to cross swords with him.

As for Xiao Xiao Yu, Chen Yi He held a grateful heart in his mind, thinking that when he had just fallen here, if Xiao Xiao Yu had not reached out to save him, he would surely have died at the hands of the bald thug of the Evil People Gang. Even if Xiao Xiao Yu saved him initially because she had her own ulterior motive.

Chen Yi He did not want a life-and-death battle with either of them, but now he had no choice but to fight.

Chen Yi He braced one hand against a sword and staggered to his feet, saying to these two old acquaintances, "Hehe, looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson..."

Chen Yi He let out a roar, raised both swords high, and charged at the enemy, shouting, "Kill!"

Sword light burst forth!

Xiao Xiao Yu's palms were like forged steel, striking the blades of the Heavenly Mechanism Sword and the Purple Tempered Sword, continuously emitting a crisp "ding-ding-dang" metallic clash.

Chen Yi He's two divine swords could cut hair with a touch and slice iron like mud, yet they could not overcome Xiao Xiao Yu's delicate hands. Her hands were entwined with heavenly dao power, not only not subdued by Chen Yi He, but instead threatening him everywhere.

Chen Yi He knew that if he were struck by Xiao Xiao Yu's palm, he would surely be smashed to pieces.

Xiao Xiao Yu's current strength was not inferior to Chen Yi He's, and her assault was fierce, leaving herself no retreat and giving the opponent no way out.

And Chen Yi He's other opponent, Dragon King, posed an even greater threat.

Dragon King's dragon blade was extremely ornate, brimming with blade qi; a single strike would leave a wide, deep groove on the ground. The key was that Dragon King's blade speed was incredibly fast, continually slashing at Chen Yi He!

Chen Yi He was beaten to the point of having nowhere to hide, let alone approaching Dragon King. There were several close calls; if not for Chen Yi He's quick wit, he would surely have died.

Under the dragon blade, there is no such thing as losing an arm or leg—only a dead end.

Fortunately, Chen Yi He's self-created sword style could both attack and defend; it could hold off the two opponents for a short while, but absolutely could not be sustained long. Thus a quick victory was necessary.

"Clang!" The Heavenly Mechanism Sword and Azure Dragon Blade collided, sparks flying, nearly igniting the corpses of several elite soldiers.

Chen Yi He's right hand shook until it ached, the tiger's mouth split open directly, blood flowing out; he didn't know if his finger bones were broken, nor whether Dragon King felt the same.

Dragon King and Xiao Xiao Yu seemed to have an unspoken agreement: Dragon King mainly attacked Chen Yi He's lower stance, while Xiao Xiao Yu mainly attacked his upper body.

Dragon King's Azure Dragon Blade was like a whirlwind, continually sweeping Chen Yi He's legs; its powerful blade qi threw the space beneath his feet into chaos, even solidifying it at times.

Chen Yi He widened his stance, opened his steps, employing the footwork of the "Flying Flower Dance Sword" to constantly dodge, yet his feet continually felt a pressing chill, but the threat from Dragon King.

Xiao Xiao Yu's hands were as if aided by a god, like a pair of iron fists, striking Chen Yi He's Purple Tempered Sword.

The Purple Tempered Sword is the third divine sword of God Sword Mountain Villa over a thousand years; if it were an ordinary long sword, it would surely be smashed to pieces by Xiao Xiao Yu's fists.

However, compared to their formidable heavenly dao power, what chilled Chen Yi He most was that they had completely lost consciousness; their minds held only the word "Kill", their enemies being those ordained by the heavenly dao, and as long as those enemies lived, they would not cease.

Only by defeating the Heavenly Disaster could Dragon King and Xiao Xiao Yu be made to stop.

"This is not a good place to fight; let's go elsewhere!" The Royal Elder Ancestor naturally could not bear to see the capital that the Great Zhou Dynasty had spent decades or even centuries building destroyed in a single battle.

"Hehe, whatever..." the Heavenly Disaster coldly smiled, regarding all worldly matters with indifference, "This is fine; it saves us from having to painstakingly build palaces later."

"Ancestor, rely on you! I'll try to hold them off!" Chen Yi He shouted toward the Royal Elder Ancestor.

The Royal Elder Ancestor looked worriedly at Chen Yi He, nodded at him, then flew away, with Dongfang Wuji closely following.

The Heavenly Disaster shot a "Annihilation of Heavenly Dao" at Chen Yi He. Seeing Chen Yi He just barely dodge, he smirked, then pursued the Royal Elder Ancestor.

Chen Yi He understood the meaning in the Royal Elder Ancestor's gaze: "If we cannot subdue them, then kill them!"

Seeing his companions gradually withdraw from the battlefield, Chen Yi He's heart finally steadied considerably; he could set his mind at ease and fight wholeheartedly. Not to mention subduing the two opponents, even killing them would be difficult.

Only Chen Yi He knew the current strength of Dragon King and Xiao Xiao Yu.

Chen Yi He said, "Let's decide the victor."

This remark seemed to suit their intentions quite well.

Dragon King offered up the Azure Dragon Blade.

The Azure Dragon Blade left his hand, soaring high; its bluish-green light appeared in the sky, overshadowing the specks of golden sunlight.

Chen Yi He threw the Heavenly Mechanism Sword aloft, just like the Azure Dragon Blade, flying into midair, intending to defeat Dragon King with the latter's own blade technique. The golden sword light replaced the sunlight in the sky, opposing the bluish-green blade light, each occupying half the heavens.

Xiao Xiao Yu lowered one leg into a half-squat, her entire knee sinking into the rubble, which covered her leg; her other leg stretched forward, slender and straight. She pulled back one hand into a fist, the other hand raised in a block, gathering heavenly dao power in her fist—this was precisely the move that had defeated the Young Palace Master.