Zhang Yuanji watched the terrifying tornado surge towards him, but he remained unfazed.
"If it were in the past, I would have been quite afraid of you," Zhang Yuanji said coldly.
"But now, with this divine sword in hand, no one can bully me!!!"
He roared, and in an instant, without dodging, he raised his sword and slashed through the air.
Swoosh—
With a sharp sound, his sword sliced through the terrifying tornado, cutting it cleanly in half!
Indeed, it was a sword capable of cutting through any kind of elemental energy!
Zhao Yongsheng's pupils contracted at the sight.
He had released the tornado to test whether this sword could truly cut through any type of elemental energy.
And it seemed his suspicion was correct.
If that were the case, then no elemental martial arts technique would work against Zhang Yuanji. Any energy he unleashed would be instantly dispelled by that sword!
"Damn him!"
In an instant, Zhao Yongsheng's figure vanished from his spot and reappeared in front of Zhang Yuanji.
Zhang Yuanji hadn't even had time to react before a cold gleam flashed before his eyes.
A sharp pain struck between his brows!
Clang!
Fortunately, Zhang Yuanji's reflexes were quick. He managed to block the attack with Ye Fan, his sword.
"A battle between master and disciple... let's see who is stronger," Ye Fan commented with a sigh as he observed.
Though Ye Fan hoped Zhang Yuanji would win.
Not for any particular reason, but if Zhang Yuanji won, he would gain seven billion evolution points! And a large amount of energy!
This was something Ye Fan couldn't wait for.
A new skill learning section had appeared, and although Ye Fan didn't know what it did yet, he knew it would require a lot of evolution points.
Even though he had evolved into his final form, there was still room for improvement.
Additionally, maintaining his human form would require a lot of energy points.
Zhang Yuanji flew back into the air, wiping his forehead. He felt a sharp sting.
Blood.
In that brief moment, Zhao Yongsheng's sword had nearly pierced his forehead.
Even though the sword hadn't fully hit its mark, the residual sword energy had left a shallow cut on Zhang Yuanji's brow.
"You're just my disciple. Do you really think you can kill your master?" Zhao Yongsheng floated over, looking at Zhang Yuanji with a cold, detached expression.
"That's not necessarily true," Zhang Yuanji sneered. "Didn't Zhao Xinghe die as well?"
"I was going to spare you out of respect for being my master, but now, since you want my life—then die!"
With a roar, Zhang Yuanji swung his sword. Immediately, countless energy swords materialized in the air, hundreds of them hovering above.
"Go!!!"
With a wave of his sword, all the energy swords shot towards Zhao Yongsheng.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—
Each energy sword looked exactly like Ye Fan and radiated a deadly sharpness.
"Petty tricks," Zhao Yongsheng muttered, his face darkening.
Though his words dismissed the attack, his expression was grim. He could not underestimate Zhang Yuanji's martial techniques now.
He could clearly sense that Zhang Yuanji's strength had risen to a level comparable to his own!
Though Zhao Yongsheng didn't know how this was possible.
[Holy-Level Martial Technique: Blue Flame Qilin]!!!
Blue flames burst from Zhao Yongsheng's body, forming a massive qilin capable of devouring the heavens.
The qilin opened its mouth and began tearing through the incoming energy swords.
Boom, boom, boom—
Loud explosions echoed as the energy swords collided with the flame qilin, which devoured them with ease.
Not a single energy sword reached Zhao Yongsheng.
Zhang Yuanji's face twisted as he watched.
A holy-level martial technique.
This old man's holy-level technique was indeed formidable.
But even so, Zhang Yuanji felt no fear.
With a determined thought, he charged forward with his sword.
The Blue Flame Qilin opened its mouth wide, lunging at Zhang Yuanji as he approached.
"Perfect timing!"
Zhang Yuanji laughed, gripping his sword with both hands and slashing downwards.
His sword strike seemed to tear through space itself, splitting the massive qilin in two!
Boom—
As the qilin was cleaved apart, a tremendous explosion followed, sending Zhang Yuanji flying backward.
He crashed heavily into a distant mountain.
Boom—
The entire mountain trembled, dislodging boulders that came tumbling down.
"Hahaha!"
"I knew you'd use that sword to cut through it!" Zhao Yongsheng burst into laughter.
He had deliberately used this technique, knowing that Zhang Yuanji would try to slice through the qilin.
The moment Zhang Yuanji's sword struck, the Blue Flame Qilin would explode!
And the explosion was powerful enough to overwhelm even the strongest martial gods.
Though Zhang Yuanji's strength had reached the level of a Seven-Star Martial God, his body hadn't caught up yet.
This time, even if Zhang Yuanji didn't die, he would be gravely injured.
Zhao Yongsheng gave him no time to recover and flew toward the mountain peak, determined to kill Zhang Yuanji before anything unexpected happened.
"Damn... old man!"
As Zhao Yongsheng approached, he saw Zhang Yuanji slowly rising from the base of the mountain.
His body was riddled with injuries, and blood trickled from his mouth.
Zhang Yuanji hadn't anticipated the Blue Flame Qilin would explode. He had fully intended to cut it in half, thinking his powerful sword could slice through anything.
"Humph!" Zhao Yongsheng snorted when he saw that Zhang Yuanji wasn't dead.
With a swift slash, a crescent-shaped sword energy shot toward Zhang Yuanji.
"Get lost!"
Zhang Yuanji roared.
Just as the sword energy reached him, it dissipated with a single shout from Zhang Yuanji.