Chapter 102: Unparalleled in the Past Ages, Hard to Find in the Whole World

Space was deformed by the blows, striking straight for Old Peng King's head; Old Peng King crossed his Great Wilderness Halberd with both hands, and the black-light fist imprint struck the halberd, emitting a thunderous boom that shook the horizon, shattering this entire void.

Dense spatial cracks spread in all directions, countless lightning bolts poured down, completely drowning this region.

The Gold-Winged Great Peng King's expression was heavy; this fleshly body was truly too extraordinary—just what constitution was it? Even his unsealed Great Wilderness Halberd could not shake it in the slightest.

The Gold-Winged Great Peng King let out a long cry, his platinum hair dancing wildly, his two eyes like two heavenly swords, erupting with light that could destroy heaven and earth; he held the Great Wilderness Halberd and plunged into the void, moving at extreme speed, charging toward Jiang Xuan.

Great Peng Extreme Speed!

For a while, the sky, the earth—everywhere was Old Peng King's silhouette; this was not an avatar, but phantoms left behind by speed pushed to the extreme.

"Woo!"

Piercing demonic sound wailed, killing qi soared to the heavens, dyeing a stretch of Tianqiong black, chilling the heart; terrifying killing intent permeated the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, causing those far away in the Holy City to have their minds and souls torn apart.

Under Great Peng Extreme Speed, Old Peng King was fast as lightning, no, faster than lightning, killing toward Jiang Xuan from all directions.

"Bang," "Boom," "Clang," "Ding."

Jiang Xuan stood motionless like a Heaven Pillar propping open the four extremes of heaven and earth; the Great Wilderness Halberd kept striking, dazzling demonic light like electric snakes scattered wildly, the momentum shocking, the two engaged in a life-and-death battle.

The battle was extremely fierce; Jiang Xuan initially used no other means, fighting bare-handed, striking with divine light surging, mountains collapsing and earth splitting, countless halberd lights striking him, unable to injure him by a bit.

The Xuanhuang body was truly too firm, worthy of being called indestructible through ten thousand calamities; even though the Great Wilderness Halberd was a Holy Lord Level Magic Soldier that had long interwoven Dao and principle, smashing onto Jiang Xuan's flesh, Old Peng King only felt his tiger's mouth trembling, almost wanting to drop the weapon.

They fought from the earth to the high sky, making the winds above the Nine Heavens violent and overflowing, then both landed simultaneously on two great mountains.

Jiang Xuan was calm and composed, his green robe fluttering in the wind, indescribably free and unrestrained.

Boom!

The Great Wilderness Halberd was heavy as a mountain; lightly pressing down on the mountain peak, rocks immediately rolled down, a thousand-zhang-high peak instantly shortened by half, clanging loudly, like an earth dragon turning over.

"Bang!", "Clang", "Boom"...

The two fought from the sky to the ground, then from the ground to the connected mountain ranges; instantly rocks turned to powder, one high mountain after another rose from the earth, hanging upside down in the air, forming a strange sight.

The two fought with true fire; above, below, mountains, rivers, and lakes—every inch of space was filled with their entwined figures, phantoms left by speed too fast; old phantoms had not vanished before new ones arose.

The killing intent of the Great Wilderness Halberd grew stronger and stronger; Old Peng King's head top became a blood-red sky, the mountain-heavy Great Wilderness Halberd wielded in his hand, as if opening heaven and earth, pressing down Tianqiong.

"Clang..."

Suddenly, Old Peng King's golden hair stood on end; he swung the great halberd, sword cries resounded through heaven and earth, sword radiance like smelting, like a slanting Milky Way, rushing toward the Mortal World.

"Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords!"

Old Peng King roared in anger; behind him, ten thousand eight thousand divine rainbows appeared, pouring forth; ten thousand eight thousand true feathers refined into swords, peerless sharpness, bone-chilling cold, causing everyone far away to tremble with fear—just one glance was like falling into an ice cellar.

Between heaven and earth, besides swords there was nothing else; countless sword-path true feathers killed toward Jiang Xuan, boundless killing qi and killing intent interwoven, divine power and demonic thoughts surging, like shocking waves striking the shore, and like a Magic Mountain descending upon the world, unstoppable by ten thousand men, killing toward Jiang Xuan.

The Ancient Great Peng Killing Technique; once the sword light emerged, there was no avoiding, no hiding; endless sword light tore everything apart, piercing through heaven and earth; once, not just one powerful human race expert had fallen beneath Old Peng King's Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords.

Boom!

Jiang Xuan joined his fingers like a sword and likewise struck out a sword; a crimson sword light came horizontally slashing from afar, Tianqiong seemed to be split into two halves; among the mountain peaks, they were directly turned into countless dust under the terrifying crimson sword light; the sword light was simply vast and boundless, like the source of all power between heaven and earth, everywhere, all-pervading, filled with boundless destruction, slaughter, and ending intent...

Among the crowd, a man surrounded by one hundred and eight divine rings was precisely Yaoguang Shengzi; at this moment, shocking waves surged in his heart: "His Sword Dao has become even more terrifying—just what secret art is this?"

Ji Haoyue at this moment was also shocked and incredulous; he was forging an invincible heart; among the young generation, he feared no one, not even the famed Yaoguang Shengzi—what was there to fear? But at this moment, he felt that even if he were ten or a hundred times stronger, he would still by no means be a match.

"Is Jiang Xuan going to be invincible under heaven? Too terrifying! Old Peng King has dominated Donghuang for over a thousand years—who could contend with him? Jiang Xuan actually forced Old Peng King to use the Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords!" Countless people far away were shocked, unable to believe this scene; they had thought they had already overestimated Jiang Xuan, believing that lasting two or three moves under Old Peng King's halberd would already be a heaven-shaking achievement; they never expected Jiang Xuan to be this powerful, not showing the slightest sign of defeat, and even forcing Old Peng King to use the Ancient Great Peng Killing Technique.

"Just what Sword Dao is this? This crimson sword light simply annihilates all tangible and intangible things, destroying heaven and earth!" Someone was shocked that Jiang Xuan's Sword Dao cultivation was so formidable; this Sword Dao might be an Emperor Level Inheritance, but no matter how they thought, they could not think of which Great Emperor proved the Dao with the sword, nor whose sword light appeared crimson like blood.

"I know—it's Lingbao Tianzun! It is said that in the mythical years, Lingbao Tianzun proved the Dao with four Slaughter Swords; Jiang Xuan must have obtained Lingbao Tianzun's Sword Dao inheritance!" Someone far away, after much thought, recalled the records in ancient books.

Never did they expect that Jiang Xuan had apparently obtained the inheritance of Lingbao Tianzun from mythical legends, and his combat power was so terrifying; bare-handed, using his finger as a sword, facing Old Peng King wielding the Great Wilderness Halberd, he was not at a disadvantage in the slightest.

Sword light like a bolt of silk; likewise, unmatched killing intent filled every inch of space; the void trembled, Tianqiong collapsed, the earth split open.

One sword against Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords!

"Retreat!"

Far away, many cultivators once again fled wildly backward; the two Sword Dao killing techniques shook heaven and earth, terrifying aura overflowing, affecting them even a hundred li away.

Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords continuous and unending, piercing through heaven and earth, unstoppable; the Immortal Trapping Sword light's killing intent was awe-inspiring, equally terrifying beyond compare.

The crimson sword light was fading, the killing intent being consumed; although Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords were also collapsing at extreme speed, his crimson sword light would surely perish before Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords disappeared completely.

"Is Jiang Xuan going to be defeated? Even if Old Peng King wants to hold back now, it's too late to turn things around." People far away exclaimed, unable to believe that Jiang Xuan, who just moments ago was unrivaled and whose crimson sword light ended everything, was about to be defeated.

"Unparalleled in the past ages, worthy of being called hard to find in the whole world; even if an Extreme Dao Great Emperor were resurrected, could he achieve such a thing at this age? Perhaps only the legendary Wushi Great Emperor could do so."

"What a pity, what a sigh—such a person destined to prove the Dao and become emperor, just beginning to show his brilliance, must he walk toward destruction?" Someone sighed, lamenting Jiang Xuan's impending fall; others could not hide their joy, not wishing for Jiang Xuan to live.

Yaoguang Shengzi exhaled a long breath of turbid qi; two years of closed-door cultivation, reborn from death, shedding his mortal body and exchanging his bones; he thought he could surpass this person, but after leaving seclusion, what he saw was an even greater gap—like a mayfly to the blue sky, like a frog in a well to the moon in the sky; this gap not only did not shrink at all, but grew even larger.

On the Emperor Road, it is still good to have such a monster genius.

Jiang Xuan's expression unchanged, standing with hands behind his back, quietly watching the tens of thousands of sword-path true feathers blotting out the sky and covering the earth as they smashed down...

(Chapter End)