Long Chen had already tried the first level of the Earth Martial Arts Realm. If he was lucky, he would be able to handle it. But if it was the second level of the Earth Martial Arts Realm, he would be far behind. Sword Saint Sikong was obviously at the same level as Jiang Wuya. Compared to Long Yue, he was only slightly weaker.
Originally, with Long Yue blocking the pursuers, the three of them would not have encountered such a crisis. If they wanted to blame something, they could only blame their bad luck. This Sword Saint Sikong was most likely not chasing after the Dragon Clan, he just happened to be nearby.
Things in the world were just that coincidental.
Long Chen looked at Jian Chen. As the oldest of the three, he had to shoulder the responsibility right now. When he saw Sword Saint Sikong appear, Jian Chen's face changed. He said to Long Chen and Lan Ling 'er, "Ling' er, Long Chen, I'm begging you one last time. If I stop him at the second layer of the Earth Martial Realm, I can buy you some time to escape. Otherwise, all three of us will die here today."
Long Chen and Lan Ling 'er looked at each other. They both saw determination in each other's eyes, so Long Chen said, "Then let's die together. If we come across a powerful enemy that we can't face, what's the point of calling ourselves brothers?"
Long Chen and Lan Ling 'er's determination made Jian Chen feel rather helpless. Right now, he only feared Sword Saint Sikong, so he did not have the time to chase Long Chen away.
"Sister Lan, continue dealing with the Flower Warlord later. Third brother, Xiao Lang, and I will attack Sword Saint Sikong together. If it's possible, we might have a chance …" Long Chen said softly.
"Xiao Lang."
The two of them were rather confused. Xiao Lang was only at the ninth grade of the Heaven Tier. Was Xiao Lang as impressive as Long Chen?
Long Chen smiled mysteriously and said, "The Sun Devouring Demonic Wolf is quite extraordinary. Have you ever seen a demonic beast that can level up?"
Indeed, just now, Xiao Lang had actually swallowed the Sun's True Fire, and then leveled up, which made them very surprised.
Long Chen nodded at Xiao Lang and allowed him to enter the Great Void Realm. The only threat that Xiao Lang posed to Sword Saint Sikong was his Nine Underworlds Demon Ancestral Flame. Therefore, Xiao Lang only had one chance. When he suddenly exited the Great Void Realm during the battle, he would definitely give Sword Saint Sikong a surprise.
Seeing that Long Chen was prepared, Jian Chen could only grit his teeth and say, "Fine, this time, let's go all out."
It wasn't easy for him to make up his mind. After all, he didn't want to kill Long Chen and Lan Ling 'er.
In a very short time, they had already come up with a plan.
At this moment, the Martial Flower Queen's voice became louder and louder. She raised her arms and hooked them around Sword Saint Sikong's neck. She twisted her perky bottom and quickly rubbed it against Sword Saint Sikong's body like a water snake. Her face was flushed.
"I've obtained the treasure. Long time no see. I'll pamper you properly in a while. I'll pamper you for three days and three nights. How about that?" Sword Saint Sikong whispered into the Martial Flower Queen's ear.
"How annoying. Three days and three nights? How can I endure your might? Don't you feel sorry for me?" The Martial Flower Queen looked at Sword Saint Sikong in annoyance.
"Haha, haven't you heard that there are only cows that die from exhaustion and no fields that are ruined from plowing? Especially fields like yours …" Sword Saint Sikong laughed strangely. He finally pulled his hand away from the Martial Flower Queen and sniffed it. He said in an intoxicated manner, "How fragrant, the fragrance of flowers …"
"Disgusting. Adulterer. Old men and women, they all deserve to die horrible deaths." Lan Ling 'er almost vomited.
Lan Ling 'er's words made Sword Saint Sikong cast his gaze on her.
"Oh, so it's the legendary Everchanging Demoness. You're the dream lover of all men. If I get you on my bed, you'll change your appearance every day. I won't have to search the world for women then." Sword Saint Sikong stared at Lan Ling 'er with a lustful gaze.
"Piss off. You're already so old, yet you're still thinking about women. I think you should just bury yourself in a coffin so that you don't come out and scare people. No wonder my third brother can't stand you. If I were your disciple, I'd slap you every day. Oh no, I'd chop off a piece of your flesh every day," Lan Ling 'er continued to curse.
Sword Saint Sikong's expression became uglier and uglier.
"Looks like I'll have to be ruthless today. Treasure, I'll leave the Everchanging Demoness to you. You can't hurt her at all, or I'll starve you for half a month. You'll have to deal with it yourself. I'll get rid of my unfilial disciple."
As he said that, he stared at Jian Chen with a gaze as sharp as a blade.
He had already forgotten about Long Chen a long time ago.
The Flower Martial King wanted to mention that Long Chen was also a difficult person to deal with, but after some thought, she only needed to look after Lan Ling 'er. As for Long Chen, Sword Saint Sikong would deal with him himself.
At this moment, Jian Chen said coldly, "Don't call me an unfilial disciple. From the moment I left the Wushu Alliance, we had nothing to do with each other. Today, we're sworn enemies."
"It's fine. If it's fine, don't use the Fantasy World Sword Scripture against me."
Sword Saint Sikong smiled. His clothes fluttered in the wind as he leaped down from the tower. He stopped thirty meters in front of Jian Chen, and the Flower Martial King followed him.
On the walls of Whitetown, everyone watched.
The great battle was about to begin.
As the two sides faced off, Long Chen became the most neglected person. After all, he was several years younger than Lan Ling 'er.
"Bitch, get over here. I'm going to beat you into a pile of sh * t today."
Lan Ling 'er was as disgusted as she could be when she faced the Flower Martial King. She couldn't help but curse at her.
The Flower Martial King was furious when she heard that. She saw that Lan Ling 'er had already chosen a battlefield nearby, so she quickly chased after her. The two Clawed Lightning Beasts hid far away. So, only Long Chen, Jian Chen, and Sword Saint Sikong were left.
Long Chen and Jian Chen stood together and looked at each other cautiously.
The second tier of the Earth Martial Realm was not to be trifled with. Although Jian Chen was about to comprehend the true meaning of the second tier of the Earth Martial Realm and reach Sword Saint Sikong's level, he was still a little lacking. Long Chen had not even reached the Martial Realm yet. He only had great strength and magical abilities.
Clang.
Jian Chen did not do anything. The pure white Cloudmist Sword appeared in his hand.
"This is the gift I requested from the Martial Emperor when you broke through to the Martial Realm. It's the Cloudmist Sword."
Sword Saint Sikong's face darkened. He had brought this upon himself. When he gave Jian Chen the Cloudmist Sword, he never thought that Jian Chen would point it at him.
At the same time, Jian Chen took out another sword and handed it to Long Chen. He said, "This is the Advanced Heaven Level Desolation Sword. I used it when I was in the Reaching Heaven State. It's slightly better than the one you're using now. Make do with it. You don't learn the sword. When you reach the Martial Realm, you'll have to return to fist techniques. So a good sword is useless to you."
He was right. Long Chen had used a sword in the past purely because of the Demon Emperor Sword, and then because of the Heaven-punishing Sword Formation. In reality, his understanding of the sword was nowhere close to someone like Jian Chen, who was born as a cultivator of the sword.
Long Chen took the Desolation Sword from him.
Since the other party was known as Sword Saint Sikong and Jian Chen's master, it went without saying that his mastery over the sword was rather deep as well. Sword Saint Sikong took out a jade-green sword from his Cosmos Pouch. Its appearance was similar to Jian Chen's Cloudmist Sword.
"This is the Blue Sky Sword. It's also a Primary King Tier divine sword. It belongs to the same series as the Cloudmist Sword," Jian Chen whispered in Long Chen's ear.
Three people, three swords, faced each other.
"I'll give you one last chance to kowtow and apologize to the Martial Emperor. Do you want to take it?" Sword Saint Sikong said with a dark face.
"Sure, unless you kill yourself in front of me," Jian Chen said with a sneer.
Sword Saint Sikong was stunned. He knew this would be the result. So, after he finished speaking, he slowly raised the Blue Sky Sword and said, "It seems like the grudge between us will be settled today."
"Why are you so old? Why do you speak so much nonsense?" Jian Chen continued to sneer.
No one was willing to accept being old, especially Sword Saint Sikong. Jian Chen's words had already ignited the anger in his heart. At this moment, his eyes were slowly becoming bloodshot. Of course, it was still a far cry from Jian Chen's blood-red eyes.
"I was the one who taught you the Fantasy World Sword Codex. Do you think you can defeat me with it?" Sword Saint Sikong laughed instead of getting angry.
Jian Chen didn't say anything. He slowly raised the Cloudmist Sword. With a swish, his figure disappeared in front of Long Chen's eyes. Sword Saint Sikong also disappeared when he saw Jian Chen make the first move. In an instant, the two of them collided violently.
"What a fast speed. Did you forget about me?" Long Chen held the Desolation Sword in his hand and walked toward the battlefield.
Sword.
The sword technique of the Earth Martial Arts Realm had the same principle as the fist technique. At that moment, the two people in front of them seemed to be connected with the whole earth. Every time they drew their swords and withdrew their swords, they were connected with the slight pulse of the earth. Therefore, although the sword moves seemed simple, they were extremely mysterious and full of infinite power. When the Sword Saint of Sikong accidentally slapped his sword on the ground, it actually caused the earth to shake.
It could be seen that Jian Chen had been suppressed by Sword Saint Sikong from the very beginning. Whether it was speed, ruthlessness, or accuracy, Sword Saint Sikong seemed to be stronger than Jian Chen.
"Fantasy World, Kill Symbol."
"Fantasy World, Kill Symbol."
An ear-piercing sound rang out as the Cloudmist Sword and Blue Sky Sword collided. Although there wasn't much of a tremor, Long Chen knew that they had completely retracted their attacks into their swords.
Jian Chen was knocked back by the absolute killing move and stood in front of Long Chen. It was clear that the battle with the Sikong Sword Saint was extremely taxing on Jian Chen's energy. At this moment, Jian Chen's face was already somewhat pale.
Sword Saint Sikong also took a few steps back.
"Third Brother, can you use your sword to tie him down so that he can't get away for at least a breath's time?" Long Chen asked in a low voice.
"Of course I can," said Jian Chen.
"Then trust me this once. Let's move together." Long Chen was already prepared.