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With the sword in hand, facing Ye Feng, who was on par with him in cultivation, Yun Letian did not dare to be careless. He mobilized all his Vital Energy to the extreme, and a cloud-like form of Vital Energy floated beneath his feet, as if he were walking on clouds.
“Cloud Step!”
With a light flick of his wrist, Yun Letian thrust his sword forward, and the tip of the sword instantly vibrated, producing three sword blossoms aimed directly at Ye Feng's chest!
As he executed the Wind Treading Step, Ye Feng formed a hand seal and chanted incantations. Two small whirlwinds spiraled up from beneath his feet. He feigned a step to the side, leaving behind an afterimage before vanishing from his original position.
Using both the Wind Treading Step and the Wind Control Technique simultaneously, Ye Feng reached an incredible speed, feeling no resistance from the air at all.
“Where do you think you're going!” After shattering Ye Feng's afterimage, Yun Letian quickly sensed something was wrong. He stepped forward rapidly, increasing his speed by a third, and closely pursued along the path Ye Feng had taken.
“Layered Cloud Sword Technique: Three Waves of Cloud!”
Without waiting to close the distance, Yun Letian channeled all his Vital Energy and swung towards where Ye Feng was located, unleashing three beams of sword light into the air.
The three beams of sword light advanced together like three clouds descending to the Ground. Wherever they passed, solid Han White Jade bricks shattered explosively. The resulting shockwaves compressed the space around Ye Feng, forming a pincer attack.
“What dense Vital Energy!” Ye Feng was slightly startled; he hadn't expected that his opponent could unleash three waves of energy using the Azure Cloud Sword, effectively sealing off his position.
However, at this moment, he had already adjusted his internal energy. With his right hand gripping the Azure Dragon Sword, he executed three powerful slashes in quick succession, invoking the Tide Sound Sword Technique!
Bang! Bang! Bang! The sword light and energy waves collided, creating a swirling current that rampaged in all directions.
Yet, the level of the Tide Sound Sword Technique was ultimately too low to fully unleash Ye Feng's current strength. The three tidal-like beams of sword light collapsed in an instant as Yun Letian's Azure Dragon Sword cleaved through waves and aimed directly at Ye Feng's throat.
“Thunderbolt Technique II: Binding Thunder Hand!”
Facing the impending danger, Ye Feng remained calm. With his left hand clawed, he reached out toward the Azure Dragon Sword in the air. He pushed off forcefully with his feet, twisting his body ninety degrees to avoid a fatal strike to his throat.
“Brother Ye, what I hold is a Mid-Grade Mystic Tier Sword that can cut through iron like mud!” Yun Letian sneered, twisting his wrist and slashing horizontally toward Ye Feng's left hand.
At that moment, a surge of thunderous power rushed forth. The distance between them was minimal, and the fierce Thunder Elemental Energy coalesced into a tangible thunderous hand right before Yun Letian's eyes, directly grasping the blade of the Azure Cloud Sword.
A jolt ran through Yun Letian, and he channeled all his Vital Energy into the Azure Cloud Sword!
At this moment, the blade of the Azure Cloud Sword was less than an inch away from Ye Feng's fingers. Yet, that ethereal Binding Thunder Hand, like a giant claw of lightning, firmly gripped the sword's body, making it impossible for him to budge even slightly.
“What kind of Martial Technique is this?!”
With the sword trapped so close, Ye Feng would not let this exceptional opportunity to defeat his opponent slip away. He swung his right hand wielding the Azure Dragon Sword, unleashing three consecutive beams of sword light that surged toward Yun Letian.
It was still the simple Tide Sound Sword Technique, but due to their proximity, the terrifying sword aura on the blade surged forth like a tidal wave, instantly crashing toward Yun Letian.
“Fifth Style of the Cloud Sword Technique: Raging Winds and Scattered Clouds!”
To Ye Feng's surprise, facing this deadly strike, Yun Letian showed no intention of retreating or dodging. Instead, he trembled slightly, unleashing vast amounts of cloud-like Vital Energy as if a hungry tiger were pouncing on its prey. The sword light from his Azure Cloud Sword surged dramatically as well; the entire blade began to vibrate violently, emitting an extremely piercing humming sound. In an instant, it shattered Ye Feng's thunderous hand and swept down with unimaginable speed, knocking aside Ye Feng's Azure Dragon Sword.
Ye Feng couldn't help but marvel at how, in terms of sword techniques and skills, he was still far from being a match for the years of dedication that Yun Letian had put into mastering the sword. Despite his Binding Thunder Hand having captured the Azure Dragon Sword, Yun Letian managed to utilize the slight vibrations of his sword to generate immense destructive power, shattering the thunderous hand and breaking through his Tide Sound Sword Technique.
The clash of the two swords created a chaotic surge of sword energy, forcing Ye Feng and Yun Letian apart, each retreating several dozen yards.
They exchanged glances, both showing a hint of apprehension in their eyes.
Not far from them, Li Chengce and Ginger Chen rubbed their eyes, struggling to comprehend what had just happened.
"What just occurred? How did they... in the blink of an eye..."
"It was too fast; all I could see were flashes of sword light and energy. I couldn't make out how they executed their moves. Is this the power of a Yuanwu Realm Ninth Level expert?"
"Even if he is a Yuanwu Realm Ninth Level expert, it can't be this outrageous!"
While everyone was still dumbfounded by the earlier scene, something unusual happened again in the square.
Crack!
Near the stone tablet, the surface of the ice encasing Zhou Jun began to show cracks. Suddenly, with a loud bang, a blinding golden light burst forth from the ice.
"Senior Brother Zhou? It really is Senior Brother Zhou!" the Trial Disciples of Fengyu Holy Institute exclaimed in unison.
Beside them, Little Bing was also shocked, her mouth agape in disbelief.
"How is this possible? How could he escape from my divine technique?"
"Ye Feng, I'll settle the score with you and this girl later. I'm leaving first!" Zhou Jun, surrounded by golden light, seemed unfazed by the counterattack from Xiao Bing. Instead, he shot forward at incredible speed toward the main entrance of the Lunar Palace.
"This is bad, he's trying to seize the treasure inside!" Many disciples exclaimed in shock.
"Xiao Bing, don't let him get close to the Hall Door!" Ye Feng unleashed both Wind Treading Step and Wind Control Technique simultaneously, charging forward like a whirlwind.
Despite Ye Feng's speed far surpassing Zhou Jun's, the distance between them was still significant, and he couldn't stop Zhou Jun from advancing toward the hall.
By the time Xiao Bing reacted, it was too late; she could only watch helplessly as Zhou Jun's fist struck the Hall Door!
With a thunderous roar, the entire Lunar Palace shook violently. As golden light burst forth, a golden barrier flickered briefly, revealing a human-sized hole created by Zhou Jun's strike!
A stream of ominous black energy surged out from the hole, bypassing Zhou Jun and shooting skyward.
Above the stone tablet, thirteen Divine Soul Phantoms trembled violently, nearly shattering. The Divine Soul Phantom formed by Lin Yue Zhen Ren suddenly formed a hand seal, and a beam of golden light surged toward the hole in the Hall Door.
Zhou Jun momentarily stunned, paid no heed to it and prepared to unleash a second punch against the quickly sealing hole.
"Stop!" Seizing this brief moment of distraction, Ye Feng rushed over, flipping his palm to unleash Primordial Thunder Palm!
The surging Thunder Elemental Energy intertwined to form an impressive network of lightning that wildly swept toward Zhou Jun.
Feeling the terrifying momentum behind him, Zhou Jun realized that even if he broke through the Hall Door before him, he would likely be severely injured by this palm strike. With no other choice, Zhou Jun had to grit his teeth and turn around to meet Ye Feng's overwhelming palm force with his own.
Bang!
Faced with the Primordial Thunder Palm unleashed in a fit of anger, the hastily responding Zhou Jun was clearly no match. His figure was like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily against the great door.
After a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Jun realized that now was not the time to forcefully attack the Hall Door. He rolled over and retreated, narrowly avoiding the three successive sword energies slashing towards him from Ye Feng.
At this moment, Ye Feng's expression was as cold as frost. The dark energy that had surged out from the hall earlier made him extremely uneasy. If anything were to go wrong, how would he explain it to the thirteen seniors of the Immortal Sect?
Now facing the severely injured Zhou Jun, whose speed was far inferior to his own, Ye Feng naturally would not let him escape easily. He activated the Wind Treading Step and Wind Control Technique, pursuing him relentlessly.
“Yun Letian, what are you waiting for? Quickly kill this person and break through the door to seize the treasure!” In a state of panic, Zhou Jun fled towards Yun Letian, urging him repeatedly.
Yun Letian was taken aback. Although he held a strong disdain for Zhou Jun, before entering the Qiu Yang Secret Realm, his master and various elders had repeatedly warned him that during this expedition, he must cooperate with Zhou Jun and prioritize the greater good.
“Ye Feng, your opponent is me!” Yun Letian soared forward with his sword drawn, fully unleashing his Martial Technique, leaping into the air to block Ye Feng's path.
The two sides clashed once more, but it wasn't long before Zhou Jun, having calmed his surging internal energy slightly, raised his Golden Ring Blade. Together with Yun Letian, they formed an encirclement against Ye Feng!
He had considered charging at the Hall Door again, but Little Ice was currently on high alert beside it. Having witnessed Little Ice's strength, Zhou Jun could only temporarily abandon that idea and decided to eliminate Ye Feng with Yun Letian first.
“You idiots! Why aren’t you taking this opportunity to attack the Hall Door!” While besieging Ye Feng, Zhou Jun did not forget to yell at those hesitating outside the sword marks.
Only then did Li Chengce and Ginger Chen react, calling out to their fellow disciples as they hurriedly rushed towards the Lunar Palace.
The scene was instantly thrown into chaos. At Hanbaiyu Square, over sixty people surged toward the Hall Door, but only Xiaobing stood guard at the entrance.
"Hey, where did Brother Yuan Yun go?" Xiaobing's formidable presence slowed Ginger Chen's pace as he joined Li Chengce in the middle of the group. It was only then that he remembered Yuan Yun.
"Who cares? He probably got scared and ran off!" Li Chengce scoffed. "Let the others test that girl's skills first; she might be tough to deal with. Otherwise, Zhou Jun wouldn't have left us here to take the lead!"
"I was just thinking about charging to the front!" Ginger Chen felt a wave of regret upon hearing this, but he quickly shifted his frustration onto Yuan Yun. "That useless Yuan Yun! When we get back to the Sect, I’ll make him pay for this. How dare he flee at such a critical moment!"
Aside from Li Chengce and Ginger Chen, most of the Trial Disciples dismissed the girl blocking the door. Their hearts were set on seizing the Exotic Treasure within the hall, their eyes bloodshot and crazed as they raised their weapons and charged at Xiaobing.
Boom!
At the main entrance of the hall, a chilling aura erupted, instantly freezing the three Trial Disciples at the forefront into ice sculptures. A wave of energy swept through, shattering the ice sculptures into countless fragments that scattered across the ground.
Faced with this sudden turn of events, everyone came to an abrupt halt, their faces filled with fear as they stared at Xiaobing.
At that moment, Xiaobing stood in her flowing white gown, dancing gracefully without wind. A silver vortex spun and expanded around her, completely enveloping her. Soon, a phoenix-like cry resonated from within the vortex, loud and clear, echoing through the skies.
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