The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 4560 Pang Xin's evil intentions are still there

Seeing the Phantom Deer herd leave with his own eyes, Pang Xin's already desperate heart began to throb.

He knew very well that as long as Qin Yun was killed, the entire Great Xia Empire would become a mess. Without a leader, no matter how strong the person was, he would no longer be his opponent.

Moreover, once Qin Yun dies, those guys from the Western sects will definitely join the battle in an endless stream, eager to divide up the luck and energy that belongs to Daxia alone.

Pang Xin regained his spirits, stood up and faced Qin Yun, shouting angrily: "You have guts! But don't forget Qin Yun, you are only at the peak of the first stage of the Tianxuan Realm, and my cultivation level can perfectly suppress you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Xin sensed the Fanzhi Avenue, and the earth-shaking pressure fell down layer by layer, wrapping Qin Yun tightly inside.

Although the Imperial Sword Dao cannot form a large-scale suppression, it has a very significant improvement effect on magic weapons such as the Ding Qin Divine Sword. Facing the falling Fanzhi Avenue, Qin Yun did not dodge, and his eyes became more determined.

With the unparalleled and sharp imperial sword at his disposal, Qin Yun did not try to contend with the Fanzhi Avenue, but forcibly tore a hole in it, dissipating all the suppression.

Qin Yun's body was coated with a golden light, and the unparalleled and sharp imperial swordsmanship could still play its full role in Fanzhi Avenue.

Seeing this, Pang Xin's eyes widened, unable to believe what he saw.

"How is this possible? You have clearly been perfectly suppressed by the Fanzhi Avenue, but you are still able to summon your own Avenue again within the Avenue. This goes against the rules of the Saint Realm!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun smiled calmly: "It's just the Fanzhi Avenue. My imperial way can easily suppress it. Do you think my imperial sword way is not as good as your Fanzhi Avenue?"

Pang Xin frowned and clenched his fists, feeling completely humiliated by Qin Yun's humiliation.

"The Fanzhi Avenue has been tested by the Saint Realm for tens of millions of years and is an orthodox Saint 3rd-grade Avenue in the Saint Realm. However, your Imperial Sword Dao cannot even reach the Saint Realm rating. You are just lucky!"

"Luck?" Qin Yun said disdainfully: "In the face of absolute strength suppression, luck, time and place are just excuses. Don't you understand? You are no match for me."

The unparalleled and sharp imperial sword became more and more violent, the golden light became more and more dazzling, and the suppression of Fanzhi Avenue was also gradually weakening.

The hole torn by the Imperial Sword almost destroyed the entire Fanzhi Avenue. The Dingqin Divine Sword was just swung casually, and a powerful sword energy swung out, easily transcending the suppression of the Avenue.

Even though he saw this scene with his own eyes, Pang Xin still couldn't believe it. He always believed that since they were in the Holy Realm, no rules could override the rules of the Holy Realm.

But what Qin Yun did now completely shattered the ideals he had always believed in.

It was obvious that Fanzhi Avenue had already formed a perfect suppression. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he could not summon the Avenue to cover him. However, Qin Yun did it and broke out of the ground while being suppressed.

Seeing that the avenue was successfully cracked, Pang Xin suddenly felt a great pressure: "Don't be happy too soon, it's just breaking the influence of the avenue, you are still in this sect master's Fanzhi avenue, so what about the imperial sword? This sect master can crack it at will!"

As he spoke, Pang Xin continued to condense the spiritual energy between heaven and earth until it reached the critical point, and then he blasted out the vines.

Countless green vines emerged from the yellow earth, carrying with them the terrifying energy of the Great Dao. All the spiritual power between heaven and earth was poured into them. The thorns were stained with a deadly poison that would corrode the internal organs just by touching them.

This is Pang Xin's true strength. As the leader of a sect in the Western group, if he did not have some real skills, he would have been eliminated by countless internal fights.

Seeing Pang Xin's full strength, Qin Yun finally became serious and placed the Ding Qin Sword in front of him.

Seeing this, Pang Xin mistakenly thought that Qin Yun was worried, and immediately sneered: "Qin Yun, you are nothing special. You are scared just by seeing the true strength of this sect master! If there is no restraint of the skills, the ancient tree group position would have been taken down by this sect master long ago. You will regret withdrawing the phosphorus fire skills!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Xin's figure flashed, and he formed seals with his hands and controlled the green vine through his consciousness, taking the lead in attacking Qin Yun.

The green vine was extremely fast and could not be touched directly at close range, but this was not a difficult task for Qin Yun. He had already seen clearly where Pan Xin's real weakness was.

Without any hesitation, Qin Yun used his innate supreme body and swung the Qin Divine Sword to kill.

"Tongtian Shenxiao Sword Technique, Mirror Shattered!" Qin Yun changed his usual behavior and did not put up any defensive posture. Instead, he took the initiative to attack Pang Xin, approaching him rapidly. He ignored the obstruction of the green vine and swung the Dingqin Sword to release a terrifying sword energy.

The sword energy swept through, carrying with it the spiritual power between heaven and earth. The energy burst out like a divine punishment, and it was determined to tear a hole in the sky.

Facing Qin Yun's murderous moves, Pang Xin was obviously thrown into disarray. It was the first time he had seen an enemy who did not dodge but just attacked when faced with Qingteng's skills.

As a last resort, Pang Xin had to briefly retract his spiritual sense, flash his body away from the battlefield, and then use his spiritual sense to control the use of the green vine again.

Seeing this, Qin Yun quickly confirmed his guess.

The green vine seemed extremely strong, but it was always dependent on Pang Xin's spiritual control. Once Pang Xin was in danger, he would have to withdraw his spiritual sense to ensure his own safety before using his killing move. The brief withdrawal of spiritual sense also allowed Qin Yun to successfully pass the aggressive green vine and leap to the rear of the battle line.

Pang Xin saw this, sweat covered his forehead, and the pressure that had been split up gathered again: "Qin Yun, you really are the odd one out, for not dodging or dodging the ancestor Qing Teng."

“You’re not an outlier.” Qin Yun swung the Divine Sword to cut Qin, and said coldly, “I only know that you have too many flaws!”

"Tongtian Shenxiao Sword Technique, Blade Storm!"

Qin Yun continued to swing and slash, and countless sword energies surrounded him to form a sword energy barrier.

The green vine's attack swept in and continuously hit the barrier. The collision of the two powerful energies would inevitably cause the remaining power of the powerful energy to spread, and this residual power directly affected the disciples of Fanzhi Sect.

Faced with the increasingly powerful green vine attack, Qin Yun retreated briefly and used sword energy to block it.

Seeing this, Pang Xin was immediately dissatisfied and said indignantly: "Coward! Since you have chosen to confront this sect master head-on, why do you have to hide and dodge? Face me!"

The previous attack was just a test for Qin Yun, but Pang Xin used almost half of his strength to support it.