Supreme Sword God

Chapter 7: Chapter 7: Sword Technique Phenomenon, Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea

Huang Taiyuan roared, leaping into the air, and in mid-air, pointed a finger at Ye Chen.

A streak of flowing light shot out from his finger at an unimaginable speed.

This was another advanced Huang-level martial art of the Huang Family, the Flowing Light Finger.

Huang Taiyuan’s mastery of the Flowing Light Finger was clearly much stronger than the Thunderous Wave Palm, and his aura was several levels more powerful than before!

Once the flowing light was unleashed, it locked onto the opponent’s aura, leaving them no room to escape. In Huang Taiyuan’s view, after this strike, Ye Chen was bound to die, with no chance of survival.

Facing the streak of flowing light shooting towards him, Ye Chen’s eyes flashed with disdain.

In his eyes, the power of this flowing light was too weak and its speed too slow.

At this moment, the killing intent within Ye Chen erupted once more, as he unleashed the most powerful single attack of the Thirteen Death Swords.

A Sword Across Time!

The brilliant sword light seemed to split the heavens and the earth in two, shattering the flowing light in one fell swoop.

Ye Chen leaped with his sword, appearing in front of Huang Taiyuan.

Huang Taiyuan was extremely shocked that Ye Chen could so easily break his Flowing Light Finger. At this moment, he could only use the Spirit Talisman.

”Buzz!”

A layer of red light suddenly enveloped his entire body.

However.

It was all in vain!

A Sword Across Time, life and death separated!

The red light formed by the Spirit Talisman was like thin paper under the sharpness of Ye Chen’s sword stroke, instantly torn apart.

The sword’s edge sliced across Huang Taiyuan’s throat.

Huang Taiyuan’s head flew skyward, while the body below his neck plummeted to the ground.

Ye Chen’s figure landed steadily, and he thrust his sword upwards, conveniently suspending Huang Taiyuan’s falling head on the tip of his sword.

The entire venue was deathly silent!

Everyone struggled to swallow, as if their brains had been struck by a heavy hammer, turning blank!

Ye Chen’s power was beyond everyone’s expectations.

”Just now... was that red light from a Tier Two Spirit Talisman...”

Identifying the grade of a Spirit Talisman is simple.

The light of talismans from Tier One to Ten varies, being white, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and gold, respectively!

”Ye Chen of the Gathering Yuan Realm Eighth Layer, without using that desperate Secret Technique from seven days ago, actually killed Huang Taiyuan of the Gathering Yuan Realm Tenth Layer, who was using a Tier Two Spirit Talisman for protection...”

”That strike of his, so terrifying, just thinking about it now makes my scalp tingle!”

”Drip, drip!”

Huang Taiyuan’s head continued to drip blood.

Ye Chen, holding up his sword, wore a cold expression as a surge of sword essence rushed into the sword tip, exploding Huang Taiyuan’s head!

”Next!”

Ye Chen said indifferently, the sword’s edge already pointing towards the area where the Huang Family was gathered.

Huang Tianxiong’s facial muscles twitched, with veins bulging on the back of his hands and neck, making him look like a fierce beast ready to devour, who had thought they were well-prepared to easily crush Ye Chen... However, the Huang Family had once again suffered defeat in an ambush!

”Ye Chen, making me personally take action, even in death, it’s enough for you to brag about!”

Huang Tianxiong roared and instantly drew a long blade, rushing violently towards Ye Chen.

The blade light was chilling.

A layer of blade aura enveloped the long blade.

Ye Chen immediately reacted by grasping the sword hilt with both hands, horizontally blocking the sword above his head.

”Boom!”

The massive force caused the ground beneath Ye Chen’s feet to collapse into a deep pit with a diameter of several meters.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and it felt as though his bones were about to shatter.

Huang Tianxiong, with True Essence Realm Third Layer cultivation, had severely injured Ye Chen in a single blow.

Yet even so, standing in the deep pit, Ye Chen remained calm.

He remembered Luo Qingyi’s words.

In the face of a strong enemy, one must maintain calm to make the most appropriate response.

Huang Tianxiong shouted angrily: ”In front of this old man, you’re not even worth being called a mere clown.”

As he spoke, he retracted his blade, then struck again.

The blade swept across, as if it could level thousands of troops and horses.