Chapter 159: War with Liu Yan

  On the vast snowy plain, two figures chased each other, their speed was extremely fast, leaving a long trail of afterimages in the air.

  "You can't escape now, stop and maybe I'll consider sparing your life."

  The other party was only a quasi-Huang Soul Realm, but his speed was not much slower than his own, which made Liu Yan feel extremely surprised. He did not want to continue wasting time and advised him to stop.

  "You're resorting to this old trick of deceiving kids, don't you think it's stupid?" Yi Chen retorted with a completely expressionless face, without any intention of stopping.

  "Since you don't cherish the opportunity I gave you, then don't blame me for being impolite." Liu Yan's eyes flashed with a cold intent, his hands formed a seal, and a yellow soul force condensed in his palms.

  "Leave me behind!" Liu Yan roared in anger as he ran, his hands clasped together quickly pointing forward, a yellow energy transforming into two spiritual snakes that shot rapidly towards Yi Chen's head.

  "Peng!"

  Those two spiritual snakes were extremely fast, and Yi Chen's heart was shocked. He quickly rushed to the right with his toes, and the place where he had just stood was instantly blasted into two deep holes.

  "Hiss" but he had just dodged the attack and hadn't stood firm yet, several strong gusts of wind came from behind, several yellow energies rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed.

  It's too late to dodge now, Yi Chen's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his waist twisted, and his body leaped into the air, turning around in mid-air, his fists clenched and quickly struck forward.

  A loud rumbling sound echoed out as Yi Chen used his physical strength to forcibly disperse the several streams of energy, using brute force to scatter them.

  "Huanghun Realm's attack was extremely powerful, and although he successfully intercepted it, Yi Chen felt a massive force transmitted through his arm, directly sending him flying out."

  His legs dragged out deep trenches in the snow, and Yi Chen's hands revealed dragon-like veins as he fiercely slammed them onto the ground, dissipating the shock and stabilizing his body.

  "It's you little devil." Liu Yan flashed over to Yi Chen in a few strides, and when he saw the other's appearance, an incredulous expression floated onto his face.

  If Liu Yan hadn't remembered wrongly, this guy wearing a bamboo hat in front of him was the little devil he had intercepted on the other side of Tianqiao.

  Although he saw Yi Chen wearing a bamboo hat every time, from his clothes and figure, as well as the breath released, they were the same person.

  "How can you still be alive." Liu Yan was extremely disbelieving, that little devil had clearly been blocked by the Golden Horned Ice Python on that day, with no chance of escape.

  "Must be unexpected?" Yi Chen's mouth hooked up with a cold smile, and he said in a low voice: "Everything you did that day, I will return to you tenfold."

  "How arrogant, with your mere quasi-yellow soul boundary strength, I can crush you to death with just one hand." Liu Yan quickly reacted, his face twisted in a ferocious expression.

  "Your mouth stinks, you old dog, haven't you brushed your teeth?" Without a hint of fear, Yi Chen's eyes were serious as he spoke sarcastically.

  "Sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, let me send you to see King Yan." The young man in front of him was at this age, but had a nearly yellow soul boundary cultivator. If he were to spare his life, it would be a great enemy for him to grow up in the future. Thinking of this, Liu Yan decided to strangle him in the cradle.

  "Bring your dogs here, let me see if your teeth are really that sharp." Yi Chen's body trembled, his soul power surged out from within, and the surrounding snowflakes were blown away.

  Seeing Yi Chen's reckless appearance, Liu Yan's ferocity intensified, and with a slight movement of his toes, his body shot out rapidly.

  "Go to hell and repent!" With a loud shout, Liu Yan's withered palm flipped over, his soul power surging wildly, bringing a fierce gust of wind that slapped towards Yi Chen's head.

  "Three Supreme Soul Techniques - Boa Constrictor Fist!"

  Facing the attack of Huanghun Realm, Yi Chen's face showed a solemn expression, his fists were wrapped in soul power, and he struck forward with an extremely mysterious arc.

  A loud "boom" echoed as the fists and palms collided, sending shockwaves rippling out in all directions. Yi Chen was knocked back several steps, and the strength of the Huang Hun Realm expert exceeded his imagination.

  "A grain of rice dares to compete with the sun for brilliance, let me send you on your way."

  There was no hint of sympathy in his eyes. Liu Yan lightly touched the storage ring and a two-meter-long long spear appeared in his hand.

  "Wu Pin Lower Tier Soul Skill - Red Rainbow Gun Technique!" With a swift motion, Liu Yan injected his soul power into the long spear, and with a twist of his waist, he thrust it forward. A dragon head releasing a terrifying aura burst out from the spear, bringing along snowflakes that swept towards Yi Chen like a storm.

  A terrifying aura rushed forth, and Yi Chen's heart skipped a beat. He quickly flipped out the Tian Xuan heavy sword, raised it with both arms, and swung it at the dragon.

  "Boom" Yi Chen's sword was extremely powerful, but Huang Hun's attack was even stronger. Yi Chen was knocked back several steps again, leaving a few deep footprints in the snow.

  Different boundaries, the gap in strength is also extremely large. According to Yi Chen's cultivation at the Yellow Soul Boundary, facing a Yellow Soul Boundary opponent, there is basically no chance of winning.

  But the battle has already begun, and if we flee, according to Yi Chen's soul power reserves, it won't take long for them to be depleted. At that time, we'll just be waiting to be slaughtered like lambs. It's better to fight with all our might now!

  "Last time I let you off lucky, this time see how I'll turn you into four pieces." Liu Yan sneered and thrust his spear towards Yi Chen's throat with a piercing sound.

  "A dog's mouth spits out elephant tusks, and is not afraid of being pierced to death." His eyes flashed with a fierce light, Yi Chen grasped the Heaven-Defying Heavy Sword tightly with both hands, and with a burst of strength, swung it at the incoming long spear.

  The "Peng" weapon only saw the sound of impact, sparks flying everywhere, but the result was unexpected. Yi Chen was fine, while Liu Yan was knocked back two steps, his arm numb.

  "What a formidable physical strength! Just how heavy is that sword?" Liu Yan felt unbelievable, he didn't expect such an outcome.

  "Want to try without using soul power?" Mo Ran smiled calmly, and Yi Chen once again swung the Tian Xuan heavy sword, bringing a terrifying tearing sound as it chopped towards Liu Yan's head at an extremely fast speed.

  "I'm afraid you won't be able to." Liu Yan's old face twisted into a fierce expression, his long spear dancing in front of him with a few dazzling flourishes, then shot out like a dragon rising from the sea, thrusting towards the descending Heaven- Splitting Heavy Sword.

  Boom

  Yi Chen's physical strength was enough to withstand the quasi-Huang Soul Realm, and with the Tianyun Heavy Sword, a weapon worth thousands, its power was extremely terrifying when rotated quickly, causing Liu Yan to be smashed flying away.

  The severe pain from his arms made Liu Yan extremely frightened, he swung his long spear into the ice surface, stabilizing his body, and returned to the ground, with a thread of fresh blood oozing out of the corner of his mouth.

  "With this level of skill, you also want to take my life? How arrogant. " Yi Chen sneered, simultaneously channeling his soul power into the Tian Xuan heavy sword, swiftly slashing towards Liu Yan, a concentrated soul power forming a massive heavenly cleaver descending upon him."

  Yi Chen was unwilling to continue wasting time, and there were more than 20 quasi-Huang Jin realm cultivators behind him. He believed they would soon catch up, so the best approach was a quick battle.

  "But it's just relying on physical strength to take advantage twice, next, let you see what is real power."

  Liu Yan did not think that Yi Chen's physical strength would be so terrifying, after suffering a loss once, he will no longer use physical strength to fight against the opponent.

  "Hiss" The constant urging of his soul power made Liu Yan's long spear shine with a silver light, and he held the spear horizontally above his head with both hands.

  A loud "boom" shook the air as the heavy sword slammed into the long spear, sending a ripple effect in all directions. The ground where Liu Yan stood was indented with a pit, but he himself remained unscathed.

  "It's over, kid." Liu Yan was unwilling to continue like this, his hands controlling the long spear to spin quickly, his soul power constantly surging into the spear, a terrifying energy condensing between the spears.

  A faint hum of energy stirred around, snowflakes danced in the air, and Yi Chen's skin stung with pain as he stood not far away, his face set in a solemn expression.

  "To strangle a growing genius in the cradle, that feeling must be quite wonderful. To die under my move is also your honor."

  Liu Yan went crazy with laughter, the long gun in his hand spinning faster and faster, the momentum condensed between the shots also becoming more and more terrifying, bursts of muffled thunder-like sounds coming from inside.

  "Is it honorable? It seems that I can only use the last resort." The momentum made Yi Chen feel frightened, his hand grasping the sword tightened, and the slightly closed eyes flashed with sharp light.

  "Hiss" - his spirit stirred, Yi Chen's frantic mobilization of soul power was like an angry dragon surging out along the meridians, enveloping the Tian Xuan heavy sword, and a powerful gust of wind churned around him, blowing his long shirt to flutter loudly.

  This time Yi Chen did not hold back at all. A terrifying aura burst forth from the Tian Xuan Heavy Sword, spreading out in all directions.

  "All struggles are futile, accept your death! Sixth-grade superior soul technique - Heavenly Net Emperor Ling Gun Technique!"

  Liu Yan's face twisted into a mad laugh, his hands shook, and the long spear spinning rapidly flew out of his hand, bringing with it a strong gust of wind that swept towards Yi Chen.

  That gust of wind was extremely strong, and wherever it went, stones and ice blocks were stirred up into fragments, with a terrifying momentum.

  "Sixth-grade intermediate soul technique - Sunfall Divine Flame Slash, third heavy strike!" The arrow was drawn back on the bowstring and could no longer be held back. Yi Chen grasped his sword with both hands and raised it to the top of his head, letting out a loud roar as he swung his arms down with force towards the front.

  A mighty dragon burst out from the midst of a heavy sword falling from the sky. Fearlessly, it charged forward to meet the strong gust of wind head-on and collided with it wildly.

  Two stocks of violent energy collided with a deafening crash, the sound of the fragrance car coming, the earth shook and the ground cracked.

  "Huanghun Realm's full-force strike was extremely ferocious, and the angry dragon that Yicheng released could only withstand it for a moment before being torn apart. The hurricane charged towards Yicheng."

  "Damn it." Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Yi Chen inserted the Tianyun Heavy Sword into the ground, taking a defensive stance.

  "With a loud crash", the storm finally struck the Heaven-Defying Heavy Sword, and Yi Chen let out a cold hum as he was sent flying along with his sword. He spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air before falling to the snowy ground.

  "Never has anyone survived from my hands." Liu Yan burst out laughing, then put away the long spear and walked towards Yi Chen with a ferocious expression.

  At this time, Yi Chen's face was pale and he felt weak all over his body. In such a situation, facing Huang Hun Realm, it would be difficult to escape death.