The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 4561 Battle with Pang Xin

Pang Xin was so arrogant that he kept attacking Qin Yun with words, trying to get Qin Yun to let down his defense.

But Qin Yun did not take this test seriously at all. After realizing that Pang Xin's unique energy and spiritual power had been reduced, Qin Yun realized that he had overestimated him.

Seeing this, Qin Yun took the initiative to remove the defense of the Blade Storm, stood alone in front of the position, and said in a deep voice.

"I originally thought that the attack just now was just a test between you and me, but now it seems that you have used your true strength, so don't blame me for being rude."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yun raised the Dingqin Sword high, and as he swung it, a terrifying sword energy emanated.

His figure rapidly approached, the human form and the sword energy almost merged into one, and rushed straight towards Pang Xin.

Pang Xin reacted immediately, controlling the green vines to try to stop Qin Yun's movements, but the sword energy chopped off all the green vines, successfully cutting off a path and letting Qin Yun come over.

As early as when he made the move, Qin Yun had already made all the preparations. The sword energy was to break through the green vine's defense, and the edge of the Ding Qin Sword was prepared for Pang Xin.

Seeing Qin Yun approaching again, Pang Xin panicked, retracted all his spiritual power and subconsciously defended himself, dodging and using the green vine to counterattack.

The green vine suddenly turned and stabbed at Qin Yun, but its speed was much slower.

Qin Yun had already come to Pang Xin's side, and Pang Xin knew very well that he had no chance to dodge this attack, so he could only pin his hopes on the green vine and retreat with his eyes closed.

"You are deceiving yourself." Qin Yun said secretly, and swung down with the Ding Qin Sword in his hand.

A flash of cold light flashed on the sword's tip, and it instantly slashed down, aiming straight at Pang Xin's heart. However, because he pulled back, the sword only slashed at his shoulder. But this solid blow still made Pang Xin break out in a cold sweat.

He looked at the scene in front of him in horror. If the sword had really pierced his heart, the war would have been declared over.

The shock was so strong that Pang Xin didn't even realize that his shoulder had been cut in half. Blood kept spurting out, almost dyeing the ground beneath his feet red.

Faced with the green vines that were attacking him, Qin Yun turned around to respond immediately and once again used the sword storm, but this time it was not a defense but an active attack. He used countless sword energies to block the movements of the green vines and then cut them off completely.

Pang Xin finally came to his senses. The piercing pain made him frown. Unable to support his body, he knelt on one knee, gritting his teeth and covering his arm that was bleeding.

"Damn it! Qin Yun, I was careless enough to ask you to get closer." Pang Xin shouted angrily, not noticing Qin Yun's figure at all. He was always approaching him with no intention of stopping.

And because of the attack of the blade storm, those green vines could only flow behind Qin Yun and could no longer help Pan Xin block the road between him and Qin Yun.

It was not until Qin Yun stood in front of Pang Xin that he came back to his senses and took a breath of cold air: "Qin Yun, why are you so powerful? You are obviously only at the first stage of the peak of Tianxuan Realm, you should be an ant!"

Facing Pang Xin's impotent rage, Qin Yun just smiled calmly: "It's just a realm suppression. It can be completely ignored in front of the Emperor's Sword Dao. If all your strength stops here, then your life should also come to an end."

Qin Yun was seen holding up the Dingqin Sword high above Pang Xin's head, but he showed no intention of letting it fall.

This is a humiliation, a murder! After guarding the ancient tree group position for three months, the reinforcements from the Western sects have not arrived yet, and the overall strength of the sect has not improved at all. On the contrary, the morale is constantly declining.

The result of such stubbornness was nothing more than the complete destruction of the sect and its disappearance in the Baisha Region.

Pang Xin had run out of tricks. He had already sent out all his energy and spiritual power, and also used the Fanzhi Sect's great success method, but they were all cracked by Qin Yun one by one.

Despite this, he still managed to fight back: "Don't be happy too soon, Qin Yun, you can't kill me. The Western Sect Group will never allow an outsider to challenge the overall authority of the Western Sect Group. If you kill me, it will be equivalent to declaring war on the entire Western Sect Group. Think carefully!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun shrugged nonchalantly and said in a deep voice: "What I want to provoke is the entire Western sect group! I have already declared war on them, and I just lack an opportunity and a guy to send a flag. You are a good choice."

In the face of absolute strength suppression, any of Pan Xin's incompetent and furious words were nothing more than child's play in Qin Yun's ears. Looking at the Ding Qin Sword hanging above his head, Pang Xin was unwilling to give up. He wanted to fight one last time and use his only advantage, the realm of cultivation, to defeat Qin Yun.

Thinking of this, Pang Xin burned his own spiritual consciousness, constantly sensing the spiritual power between heaven and earth, and inspiring Fanzhi Avenue's final struggle.

The pressure from Fanzhi Avenue fell again, sweeping over Qin Yun while also forming a slight suppression on the Imperial Sword Dao. The side effects of burning spiritual consciousness were irreversible, and Pang Xin was really forced into a desperate situation.

Facing the suppression of Fanzhi Avenue, Qin Yun was not in a hurry and said disdainfully: "You burned your divine consciousness to try to defeat me. Even if you succeed, what will happen? You will still become a useless person."

Pang Xin gritted his teeth and retorted angrily: "So what? As long as we can defeat you and occupy the ancient tree group's position, the Western sects will definitely choose to reinforce you. By then, you will definitely not survive, and the entire Daxia Empire will be buried with you!"

It was just burning his consciousness. Pang Xin was so angry that he would sacrifice his life for victory. He no longer wanted to save the Fanzhi Sect, but to drag the Great Xia Empire down with him. Even if he died, he would drag someone down with him. At least he couldn't let Qin Yun have an easy life.

All these fantasies were completely shattered the moment Qin Yun's mouth corners turned up.

"How pathetic and ridiculous! In the face of absolute power suppression, would I be afraid of you?"

Qin Yun said softly, summoning the surging national destiny of the world's core, which gathered in his body, and his cultivation realm was instantly raised by a degree, equal to the second stage of Pang Xin's Tianxuan realm peak. At the same time, the Imperial Sword Dao also improved accordingly, and he repeated the same mistake again.

Seeing Fanzhi Avenue being torn apart again, Pang Xin was shocked, but more than that, he felt desperate.

Even if he burned his own spiritual essence and blood, he was still no match for Qin Yun. He was only able to simply sense the country's destiny, and he was able to completely trample him under his feet.

"Whatever tricks you have, feel free to use them. Fanzhi Avenue has no effect on me!"

Qin Yun said in a deep voice, holding the Ding Qin Sword with an imposing aura. The imperial aura almost suffocated Pang Xin and completely cut off his last hope.