Kuang Wang fell to the ground and stared at the dark-red surface in disbelief. Was the difference between them really that great?
Liu Xiaoyun stared at Ling Que in shock. She had not seen that blade, as it had pierced through the void without any trace of a trajectory. It was extremely powerful, and she did not know if any Limiteer could withstand it. Even Liu Shaoqiu's Thirteen Swords had not felt this blade before.
Ling Que was arrogant, and he had the right to be. His ten innate gifts had solidified into one eternal innate gift. His Que's Mighty Slash was not only sharp and piercing through the void, but it also had other unfathomable abilities that represented the peak of a realm. Even those two freaks would be able to defeat them if they dared to take on his three blades as one, let alone a nobody.
To him, Kuang Wang was just a nobody.
Ling Que's blade had completely terrified everyone.
Nightqueen Yanqing looked at Ling Que. "Brother Ling, do you still remember me?"
Ling Que looked at Nightqueen Yanqing, and his eyes lit up. The Daynight clan's men and women were all quite good-looking, and Nightqueen Yanqing was especially sexy and enchanting. Her snow-white thighs were dazzling, and coupled with her alluring purple eyes, she was definitely a rare beauty. However, most people were intimidated by her powerful battle power and did not pay much attention to her. Only a powerhouse like Ling Que could recklessly size her up.
Ling Que obviously remembered Nightqueen Yanqing, and he was about to say something that would not lose his composure and would not embarrass Nightqueen Yanqing when a loud cheer startled him.
"Ling Que, Ling Que, I love you! Ling Que, Ling Que, you're the most handsome!"
"Ling Que, Ling Que, I love you! Ling Que, Ling Que, you're the most handsome!"
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The people from Pyrolyte Mountain were also shocked, and they stared blankly at the group of youthful and beautiful girls. What the hell was going on?
Ling Que coughed and smiled at Nightqueen Yanqing. "So it's Miss Yanqing. Forgive me for not recognizing you immediately."
Nightqueen Yanqing smiled and bowed to Ling Que. She then gently said, "It's my fault for not greeting Brother Ling immediately. I hope Brother Ling can forgive me."
"Haha, Miss Yanqing is being too serious. Oh, right." Ling Que paused for a moment. "The Daynight clan wants to fight for this place as well?
I'll have to trouble you then. I've accepted the Wen Clan's invitation to help you fight for this place. "
Nightqueen Yanqing smiled. "The elders of the clan have already mentioned this. In reality, Brother Ling only needs to expel the powerhouses from the Sword Sect and Yōu Court. This is the reason why the Wen family invited Brother Ling here. If you don't believe me, you can ask the Wen family's experts. Miss Wen Qian'er is also here."
Nightqueen Yanqing then looked at Wen Qian'er.
Wen Qian 'er walked out and raised her head to look at Ling Que. "That's right. As long as we chase away the Sword Sect, we'll split Pyrolyte Mountain equally."
Ling Que shrugged. "It doesn't matter. Since the Wen Clan has asked, I'll help."
Those from the Wen family and the Daynight clan heaved sighs of relief. Only the experts from the Second Grade Hall had ugly looks on their faces. Kuang Wang's defeat had been too unjust, but it was also his fault for being so arrogant. They had already told him that Ling Que would appear before the battle, but he had been so arrogant that he had even given the wrong name.
Suddenly, the space in front of Ling Que began to distort. His eyes widened as the Que's Mighty Slash spun rapidly in front of him. It tore through the void as it collided with a meter in front of him, causing a giant spatial crack to spread out. Someone had ambushed Ling Que.
Not too far away, Liu Xiaoyun gripped the hilt of her sword tightly as she stared at Ling Que. She had been the one to attack just now, and even though she had used all of her strength, she had still not been able to injure Ling Que.
Ling Que frowned as he looked at Liu Xiaoyun. "Although I don't like hitting women, your ambush really pisses me off." With that, his Que's Mighty Slash vanished. Liu Xiaoyun felt a chill run down her spine. Kuang Wang's miserable state had been imprinted in her mind, and she knew that she definitely would not have been able to block the Que's Mighty Slash. She could see the blade in front of her, but she was unable to dodge it. Suddenly, the Que's Mighty Slash vanished and reappeared in front of Ling Que. There was another earth-shattering sound, and it was accompanied by sparks and a crack that tore through the sky.
Liu Shaoqiu was the only one present who could fight against Ling Que. For some reason, Zhanlong Daynight did not stop Liu Shaoqiu, and he simply watched as Liu Shaoqiu slashed at Ling Que.
Ling Que's face sank, and he solemnly looked to the north. There, Liu Shaoqiu swung his sword. "Your opponent is me."
Everyone on Pyrolyte Mountain looked up at the sky. There were only three people who could decide who Pyrolyte Mountain would belong to: Liu Shaoqiu, Zhanlong Daynight, and Ling Que. As long as a victor was decided between these three, Pyrolyte Mountain's ownership would be decided, and no one else would be able to change it.
"You're the Sword Sect's Liu Shaoqiu, right?" Ling Que asked in a low voice.
Liu Shaoqiu raised his sword. "That's right."
Ling Que's eyes narrowed. "I've seen the video of your Astral Combat Tournament. The Thirteen Swords is indeed unique, but you're not my opponent."
"We'll see if I'm right after we fight." Liu Shaoqiu did not hold back as he slashed out with his sword. This was the First Sword, and just like before, it was a probing attack.
However, even the First Sword of the Thirteen Swords was not something that an ordinary person could receive. Ling Que could look down on others, but he could not look down on the Thirteen Swords.
His Que's Mighty Slash revolved around his body, blocking the invisible sword. There was no visible collision, but the void distorted as formless shockwaves swept across the land. Many people were affected by the shockwaves, and most of them recalled the battle between Liu Shaoqiu and Zhanlong Daynight. They immediately distanced themselves, as this battle was not something that they could approach.
After Ling Que received Liu Shaoqiu's sword, the Que's Mighty Slash around his body suddenly disappeared as it pierced through the void.
Liu Xiaoyun could not help but cry out, "Be careful!"
Liu Shaoqiu had never displayed absolute control over his speed in battle, and he had always relied on the sharpness of the Thirteen Swords. Liu Xiaoyun did not know if he could receive Ling Que's attack.
Liu Shaoqiu raised his hand and unleashed the Second Sword, but this time, he did not attack anyone else. Instead, he attacked everything within a hundred meters of himself. The next moment, a sword qi tore through the void as the Que's Mighty Slash pierced through the void and stabbed towards Liu Shaoqiu. At that moment, Liu Shaoqiu saw it.
He had used the Second Sword as a method to track down the trajectory of the Que's Mighty Slash, which exceeded Liu Xiaoyun's expectations. Could the Thirteen Swords be used in such a manner?
The Que's Mighty Slash was fast and formless, but once it was discovered, it would not be as mysterious anymore. Liu Shaoqiu merely shifted his body to the side and evaded the attack. However, he had still underestimated the Que's Mighty Slash, as it was the combination of ten innate gifts. Its might was not as simple as piercing through the void. Liu Shaoqiu seemed to have evaded the attack, but his clothes had been destroyed by the scorching power, and his arms had even been scalded.
He looked at Ling Que in confusion.
The Que's Mighty Slash returned to Ling Que's body and slowly rotated. When he saw Liu Shaoqiu look over, Ling Que's lips curled up. "I told you that you're not my opponent."
Liu Shaoqiu's face turned solemn. He had fought with Zhanlong Daynight for a long time before he had been injured, but this person in front of him had easily injured him. Liu Shaoqiu did not even know how he had been injured. This was an unprecedentedly strong opponent. It was no wonder why Ling Que was known as one of the unrivaled Limiteers of the younger generation.
On the battlefield at Pyrolyte Mountain, the cultivators from the Sword Sect and the Yōu Court could no longer hold on. Liu Shaoqiu no longer had any hopes of defending Pyrolyte Mountain, so he loudly ordered, "All disciples from the Sword Sect and the Yōu Court, withdraw from Pyrolyte Mountain."
Nightqueen Yanqing sneered. "Just because you say so? Cripple them."
Their goal was to take care of the Sword Sect's experts before Mu Rong arrived. Otherwise, if the Sword Sect could safely retreat, then this battle would not have been in vain. At the very least, they had to ensure that Liu Xiaoyun and the other powerhouses would not be able to fight for a while.
Liu Shaoqiu's gaze turned cold as sword qi soared into the sky. The Fourth Sword enveloped the entire area.
Nightqueen Yanqing's brows rose.
Ling Que was astonished. What a powerful sword qi! This was a forcefield! He thought of Mu Rong, as he hated forcefields.
Liu Shaoqiu stared at Nightqueen Yanqing. "You can try and see if you can defeat the people from my Sword Sect before I unleash the Fourth Sword and then retreat safely."
Nightqueen Yanqing looked at Ling Que.
Ling Que did not express his opinion. This was the Fourth Sword, and if it could be defeated so easily, then it would not be the Thirteen Swords. Liu Shaoqiu had clearly indicated that he wanted to perish together with the Sword Sect. If they did not allow the people from the Sword Sect to retreat, then he would use the Fourth Sword to envelop them all.
Even she had been heavily injured by the Fourth Sword, so she did not expect anyone else to be able to withstand it. Only Zhanlong Daynight would be able to come out unscathed!
Helpless, Nightqueen Yanqing ordered the Daynight clan, Second Grade Hall, and everyone else to retreat. She also ordered the people from the Sword Sect and Yōu Court to leave. Of course, they also retreated far away, afraid that the Fourth Sword would land on them.
Liu Shaoqiu did not expect to defeat Ling Que and Zhanlong Daynight. Protecting the cultivators from the Sword Sect was the limit of what he could do. Now, it all depended on whether or not he could leave in one piece.
"It's useless even if I tell your people to leave. Once you're defeated, they won't be able to compete with anyone else on this planet," Ling Que said.
Liu Shaoqiu watched as everyone left. Liu Xiaoyun looked at Liu Shaoqiu with a complicated expression. She was not worried about Liu Shaoqiu's safety. As long as the Daynight clan and Lingling clan did not want to fight to the death with the Sword Sect, then they would not kill Liu Shaoqiu. However, if Liu Shaoqiu were to bring up the rear, then he would not be able to participate in the upcoming fight for pyrolyte ore.
Yōu Ye'er finally realized that Liu Shaoqiu was rather manly.
"Damn brat, I'll find you," Nightqueen Yanqing threatened as she glared at Yōu Ye'er.
Yōu Ye'er pouted. "Old auntie, take care of yourself. Don't sprain your back."
Nightqueen Yanqing was furious, and she glared at Yōu Ye'er.
Yōu Ye'er paused and turned to look at Nightqueen Yanqing seriously. She seemed to have discovered something, and she exaggerated, "Old auntie, you have a lot of wrinkles." Then, she immediately ran off.
Nightqueen Yanqing was stunned, and she subconsciously touched her face. All women, regardless of whether they were cultivators or not, cared a lot about their appearance, and she was no exception. No matter how strong she was, Yōu Ye'er's words had pierced her heart. It was already good enough that she had not taken out a mirror on the spot.
At the same time, her anger towards Yōu Ye'er had reached its peak.
The people around them gradually disappeared into the distance.
Ling Que looked at Liu Shaoqiu. "I didn't sneak attack you out of respect. Now, you can go all out. I'm looking forward to the Fourth Sword."
"Ling Que, Ling Que, I love you! Ling Que, Ling Que, you're the most handsome!"
"Ling Que, Ling Que, I love you! Ling Que, Ling Que, you're the most handsome!"
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The voices of the cheerleaders gradually faded away. Although Ling Que was very confident, the Thirteen Swords' reputation was too great. Furthermore, this was not the first time he had experienced such a powerful aura, and he was a little apprehensive.