Chapter 151 Peak Combat Strength
Wang Xuan leaped up and slashed with his sword from top to bottom. Gai Feixian used the same trick again to try to break the heavy force of the sword, but as soon as it made contact, he fell back.

"Ten Thousand Swords Flying Stars!"

Gai Feixian's sword pointed to the sky, and thousands of sword auras shot out, like one dragon after another, rushing towards Wang Xuan from all directions.

A protective shield of Qi rose up and was torn apart in an instant. Although Wang Xuan's Qi was strong, it was still inferior to Gai Feixian's.

Countless sword energies fell on the giant who was more than three meters tall, tearing at him desperately, like the gnawing of a wild beast, trying to tear open a hole and tear off the flesh and blood.

An extremely unpleasant friction sound was heard. Wang Xuan sealed his seven orifices with his internal energy and stood in the sword energy, allowing thousands of sword energies to tear him apart, but he remained motionless.

The sword energy dissipated, and Wang Xuan stood there unscathed. His defense was similar to that of Gai Feixian, and it was almost impossible to break without close-range attacks with his sword.

However, in close combat, Gai Feixian could only be suppressed by his extraordinary strength. This was a stalemate that was not easy to break.

Gai Feixian raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. He thought that his trick would have some effect, but he didn't expect that Wang Xuan was still unharmed.

"If I don't use my true strength, I really can't do anything to you."

Gai Feixian shook his head, wiped his fingers on the sword, smeared with blood, and suddenly the sword flew out, agile and free as if someone was holding it, and attacked Wang Xuan.

Controlling the sword with Qi and controlling the sword with spirit, this is his thundering method!
Gai Feixian drew out another sword from his back, and after it was unsheathed, he attacked Wang Xuan again. He wielded two swords at the same time, forming an siege.

Keng! Keng! Keng! Keng!
Sparks lit up around Wang Xuan. Wang Xuan's sword was extremely fast. It was no longer heavy as before and became more agile, quickly blocking Gai Feixian's sword.

The flying sword is fast! It kept interfering with him from the side. Although its lethality was greatly reduced, its speed was twice as fast as that of Gai Feixian's handheld sword. Gai Feixian's frontal attack was even more fierce, and every sword could cut his flesh and blood.

This is the foundation of the mountain gate. There is no shortage of magical weapons. Wang Xuan’s flesh and blood are naturally no match for the weapons of the immortals.

After a dozen breaths, Wang Xuan's body was already cut by the flying sword. Although the cuts were not deep, they were still painful.

"Flying around is so annoying!"

Wang Xuan was unhappy with the flying sword, so he combined his left hand with the Wanjun Thunder Blade and grabbed the flying sword with his hands, preventing it from flying out no matter how it struggled.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gai Feixian had already torn an arm-long cut on Wang Xuan's back, and blood was flowing out.

Wang Xuan was furious. His blood was so precious. It not only contained the essence of heavenly dew, but also absorbed the source of heavenly luck. His muscles moved, and his strong recovery ability made the wound close in a few breaths.

He leaped up and was hundreds of meters away, putting some distance between him and Gai Feixian. In mid-air he grasped the flying sword with both hands and poured all his innate energy into it.

After the treasures were refined, some of the marks of the original owners remained. It would take a long time to erase the marks. Violent behavior like his would only damage the core of the treasure.

But Wang Xuan didn't care. Even if he used up all the internal energy, it was still not enough. He summoned the accelerator to speed up the source power a little bit. The Hunyuan Martial Arts Classic then ran at a rapid speed and recovered the Hunyuan Qi he had consumed.

A huge amount of innate energy was poured into the flying sword, and in just a few breaths, he burst the internal core.

This was not a heavenly treasure, so he gained nothing and could only take back the true energy he had previously poured into it.

Gai Feixian followed, but before he could react, he found that his sword had been destroyed and turned into an ordinary object that could not use true energy.

When he found out about this, he was furious.

Wang Xuan threw the sword, which had become scrap metal, to Gai Feixian and laughed loudly, "I'll give it back to you!"

Wang Xuan was furious after seeing so many cuts on his body by a sword. Only now did he feel relieved.

"You bastard!"

Gai Feixian's aura became stronger, and the sword energy in his body gathered to form a ten-meter-long dragon, which circled in the air and then rushed towards Wang Xuan to strangle him.

He also merged his man and sword into one, transforming into a stream of light, and stabbed at Wang Xuan with unmatched force. "Want to play a big game? I'll play with you!"

Wang Xuan roared, and the aura on his body became dark and deep, full of demonic nature, like a demon walking out of hell.

The True Demon Realm was activated, and his mind was filled with murderous intent. The flesh and blood that was more than three meters high expanded again, directly to a terrifying level of more than four meters high.

But soon it began to compress again, like forged steel, from a height of more than four meters to two and a half meters.

His Qi and blood burned, and a layer of tight black divine elephant armor formed on his body surface. He then put on the silk Taoist robe given by his fourth senior sister.

At this moment, his physique was 50% stronger than before!

A large amount of true energy was injected into the Wanjun Thunder Dragon in his hand, and a blue thunder dragon roared out, entangled with the flying sword dragon.

"Come!"

Wang Xuan's figure was mysterious. He used his sword to block Gai Feixian, who was one with the sword. Then he chopped down with his sword, instantly chopping Gai Feixian away a hundred meters and embedding him deeply into the belly of the mountain.

With unparalleled killing instinct, Gai Feixian seemed to be full of flaws in his eyes. Countless plans to kill the opponent emerged in his mind, and he finally chose the one with the least cost.

"How can it be!"

Gai Feixian walked out of the mountain. Wang Xuan's combat power at this time actually soared by two levels compared to before! Whether it was strength, defense, speed, or combat ability.

Wang Xuan's dark and deep eyes seemed to have anticipated all his actions, that killing instinct, his moves without any trace of skill, brutal and unreasonable, yet efficient and powerful.

The Wang Xuan in front of him at this moment was completely a different person compared to before. He was like a demon who had killed countless people and was fearless of death. In his eyes, any life was a chicken or duck to be slaughtered.

"I grant you death! Ants, just welcome it!"

Wang Xuan's low voice spread out, with a murderous heart that left everything behind. He only had the skills of killing, without hesitation or cowardice.

"I am a demon who lives by killing. I enjoy it! I am proud of it!"

With a wild laugh, Wang Xuan rushed over quickly and slashed with his sword, causing Gai Feixian's arm to go numb.

The power of his sword was so strong that it crushed everyone!
The second knife cut across his neck with such terrifying speed that Gai Feixian had to retract his sword and rush to block it, but even the sword was directly shattered by the irresistible force.

Even though Gai Feixian no longer has a sword in his hand, he can still fight bravely against other Shenzang monks because his physique is not bad.

But facing Wang Xuan, who was like a demon god, with a terrifying physique that was stronger than the peak of Shenzang! The killing consciousness and terrifying perception made him unable to resist at all.

At this time he already knew that he was defeated, and continuing to fight would only lead to death!
He shouted fiercely: "Stop! I lose!"

Wang Xuan ignored Gai Feixian's words of surrender.

"Once the killing begins, only death can end it!"

He sneered in the demonic state, raised the Wanjun Thunder Dragon Sword in his hand, and chopped it down directly!

Unstoppable! No hesitation!
Gai Feixian's eyes were bloodshot! He was a disciple of Tianjian Mountain, a genius among sword cultivators, and his future was bright!
But I, who was almost a realm higher than him, would face death in a battle with Wang Xuan! How ridiculous!
"Wang Xuan! I'll remember you!"

A jade pendant on Gai Feixian's waist exploded, and a bright light enveloped him, instantly teleporting him hundreds of miles away.

boom!
Wang Xuan brought down his sword with all his strength. The sword force was more than ten meters long. With its terrifying power, it directly split a fifty-meter-high mountain in front of him.

The entire mountain was split into two halves, with a two or three meter wide gap in the middle. The scene was very terrifying.

(End of this chapter)