The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 4705: Backhand Sword

The attack of the colorful scale scepter landed in front of the wind-howling barrier, and it shook out a terrifying energy aftermath.

The beam of light seemed to be fighting against the air, but the energy and spiritual power belonging to Tu Li had already exploded at this moment. He never expected that the colorful scale scepter, with its seemingly simple attack, contained extremely terrifying spiritual power.

Tu Li's forehead was already covered with sweat. He thought to himself that it was no wonder that Qin Yun was able to kill Cang Que. His strength should not be underestimated.

Seeing this, Chi Xiu refused to believe it and stepped forward, shouting angrily, "Qin Yun, you are only relying on the Seven-Colored Scale Scepter. Without it, you are nothing!"

As he spoke, Chi Xiu immediately summoned the Great Dao of Chi Xiu, and a repressive aura instantly descended, almost enveloping everyone's heart.

Seeing that Chi Xiu was serious, Tu Li raised his lips and said with disdain, "Qin Yun, I want you to see where the Sword God of Shengyuan Sect came from. The Seven-Colored Scale Scepter is indeed powerful, but how will you deal with it in close combat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dao of Imperial Cultivation intensified again, and the entire world was shrouded in a dark oppression. Even Qin Yun felt irritated.

Chi Xiu, holding a giant sword, moved quickly towards Qin Yun in a flash, shouting angrily, "Qin Yun, remember that you died today under the Saint Yuan giant sword!"

"Holy Yuan Giant Sword, the power of Yang, cut!"

Chi Xiu was seen holding the sword in one hand, raising the giant Shengyuan sword high above his head. In the midst of the dark oppression, a ray of sunlight fell straight down and landed on the giant Shengyuan sword.

It is clearly an extremely depressing Dao technique, but it relies on the power of sunlight. It is simply pathological to the extreme.

Qin Yun took the lead without hesitation. The oppressive atmosphere made him frown, and with a determined look in his eyes, he immediately withdrew the way of the emperor, and in an instant, he added the unparalleled and sharp imperial sword way. He drew out the Ding Qin Divine Sword and placed it in front of him, pointing it at Chi Xiu and Tu Li not far away.

"Who told you that I need to rely on the Seven-Colored Scale Scepter? Even without the Seven-Colored Scales, you are still no match for me. If you prefer close-quarters swordplay, I will satisfy you."

As he spoke, Qin Yun's unparalleled and fierce imperial sword pressure formed, shaking the heavens and the earth as if it was going to tear a hole in the heaven and earth.

The original dark oppression was also relieved with Qin Yun's actions. Various elements were seen flashing on the blade of the Ding Qin Sword, which was more violent and restless than the Shengyuan Giant Sword.

Seeing this, Tu Li sneered, "What a great opportunity! Qin Yun, have you ever heard that all is fair in war? Since you've given up the Seven-Colored Scale Scepter and chosen to engage in close combat with the sword, I, the great master, will not be polite!"

As he spoke, Tu Li immediately condensed the surrounding raging wind, sending it roaring through the forest, intent on attacking Qin Yun while he couldn't mount a full defense. But before Tu Li could even move, Chi Xiu sternly called a halt, "Stop! Qin Yun has chosen to challenge me with his swordsmanship. What's the point of a sneak attack? Don't worry, I will destroy him. In the Baisha Territory, I have never seen a swordsmanship more powerful than mine!"

Upon hearing this, although Tu Li was dissatisfied, he stopped his actions. This unfair way of winning would be considered shameless if it got out.

Chi Xiu made full preparations, tightly gripping the Shengyuan giant sword that shone with a golden glow, and said coldly, "Qin Yun, you will regret your decision. Your only way to win was with the Seven-Colored Scale Scepter, but you gave it up."

In the eyes of Chi Xiu and Tu Li, Qin Yun's behavior was simply foolish and pitiful. It was probably more of luck that helped him kill Cang Que. After all, with the seven-colored scale scepter, there was nothing he couldn't do.

But it was clear that the two of them had underestimated Qin Yun and overestimated themselves. Qin Yun chose close combat while placing the colorful scales at his side and sending out a bit of spiritual awareness as a supply. If Tu Li made any unusual movement, the colorful scales would instantly launch an attack, leaving him no chance to react.

What Qin Yun didn't expect was that Chi Xiu actually planned to have a fair fight with him. This was not in line with the old guys of Shengyuan Sect who would do anything to achieve their goals.

"No need to waste words. Since you are so confident, I will completely shatter your Dao heart today!"

Qin Yun held high the Dingqin Sword, with the unparalleled and sharp imperial sword at his side. He used the innate supreme body and at the same time sent out superficial energy and spiritual power to gather at his side, and took the initiative to greet Chi Xiu.

Without any hesitation, Qin Yun was determined to kill the enemy with one blow. Without any hesitation, he used his most powerful killing move.

"Tongtian Shenxiao Sword Technique, one sword can bring disaster!"

The spiritual power of the Great Dao, together with Qin Yun's own energy, and the three elements flowing above the Ding Qin Sword, all gathered on the sword's edge. The tip of the sword was just flashing with a cold light, which made people shudder.

At the same time, Chi Xiu on the other side also used his most powerful killing move.

"Holy Yuan Giant Sword, Yang Power, Light!"

The haze above the sky was swept away, and the black oppression did not dissipate, but the light was all sprinkled on the Shengyuan giant sword, showing an extremely dazzling golden light.

The Shengyuan giant sword is covered with totems, and each totem is filled with golden energy, converging into a landscape painting.

"Death!"

Qin Yun and Chi Xiu spoke in unison, their figures already close. They raised their hands and swung their swords at the same time. The Ding Qin Divine Sword and the Sheng Yuan Giant Sword collided with each other, setting off a terrifying energy aftermath that spread to the surrounding area for thousands of miles.

Everyone present calmed down and concentrated, including the Daxia soldiers and Shengyuan Sect disciples below, who briefly paused their fighting. This was simply to prevent the residual power from spreading to the battle line. The spiritual power unleashed by this residual power was no less than the full-strength attack of a peak Tianxuan Realm, third stage Great Perfection expert!

Qin Yun was only a hair's breadth away from Chi Xiu, and the two swords kept swinging in mid-air, with the flashes of swords and shadows making it impossible to make out any movements.

"Chi Xiu is indeed a powerful figure from Shengyuan Sect. Holding the Shengyuan giant sword, he is truly extraordinary!" Qin Yun said secretly, trying to use the elements on the sword's edge to suppress Chi Xiu.

But he found that no matter what he did, Chi Xiu would always follow closely behind him and not give him any chance.

Chi Xiu was also distressed. He had no place to display his sword skills because if he was not careful, Qin Yun's sword would definitely hurt him. He was in a passive position from the beginning.

Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief and immediately changed his strategy, holding the sword in his backhand.

It was a simple move, but Chi Xiu's eyes widened instantly. "What! You can actually hold the sword in your backhand? For a swordsman, any change in combat can be fatal!"

Facing the shocked Chi Xiu, Qin Yun remained calm and simply raised his hand to swing the Divine Sword of Ding Qin with all his strength.

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it either!"