Chapter 168 - One Flower, One Sword. The Whole World Was Shocked!

Xun 'er looked at the two red roses and frowned.

What was that?

Two roses. Was it from the Saber-sword Immortal?

Was there a mistake?

Why did it look like a child playing house?

'However, since Master said so, there should not be a mistake. Let's see what kind of trick he was playing first.'

The people below were also dumbfounded. When they saw a little girl with two flowers, they did not understand what she was up to?

"Who is she?"

"I don't know."

"I know her. She's my ex-girlfriend."

"Hey, eat more vegetables. Don't drink all the time."

Everyone's teasing words made the solemn scene instantly filled with joy.

As for the girl, after running to the riverside, she raised the two red roses in her hand and said,

"Which one is the sword saint of Han state, Liu Chengxun?"

Liu Chengxun looked at her with a slightly puzzled look.

"I am."

The girl looked at the two flowers in her hand, then raised the rose on her right hand and said,

"Ah, this flower is for you."

Liu Chengxun's brows rose even higher as he looked at the flower with a puzzled expression.

However, he quickly noticed that the flower was unusual.

His expression became solemn. He took a deep breath and said to the girl,

"I'll take this flower."

Following that, he actually started to erupt with his powerful divine-level aura!

Shi Guanghao, Lang Xinyue, and Murakami Beichuan also noticed that the two flowers were unusual. They could not help but squint their eyes.

"This person is so strong!"

Shi Guanghao could not help but praise.

Lang Xinyue nodded.

"Let alone a divine sect's attack, even the most ordinary Xiantian realm martial artist's attack isn't something a delicate little flower can withstand. But he did it.

"With this level of strength, I naturally can not do it."

Murakami Beichuan did not say anything. The guy's eyeballs were rolling around in his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking about.

As Liu Chengxun started to unleash his Xiantian eighth-grade divine-level aura, the people on the riverbank were like a mountain bearing down on them. Some of them could not even raise their heads.

Most of them were even forced to bend their bodies on the spot and could only stick to the ground.

At least 80 percent of the martial artists on the riverbank fell to the ground.

Only those who were at least Houtian eighth grade and above could forcefully hold on.

Even if they could hold on, their faces were flushed red, and the blood in their bodies flowed crazily!

Even those above the grandmaster rank, Qin Shenglong, and the others' faces were pale, and they found it slightly unbearable.

Only when one's strength reached the level of great grandmasters like Du Changfeng and Fa Zheng could they be considered slightly better and not be so embarrassed.

"Is this the pressure of a divine grandmaster?"

Du Changfeng could not help but sigh.

The pressure of a divine grandmaster was too strong!

It was so strong that it was like a huge mountain pressing down on everyone's heart, making them unable to even straighten their heads.

That was only the 49th ranked individual on the World Dragon list. If it was Sword Saint Lu Qingshan, who was ranked 10th, how strong would he be?

People were really divided into three, six, and nine levels!

When Piao Jiansheng, who was in the crowd, saw that scene, he could not help but sigh with emotion. He was filled with endless respect for his master!

That was his master, the sword saint!

A Xiantian eighth-grade divine grandmaster!

Would he win or would the Saber-sword Immortal win?

Piao Jiansheng clenched his fists tightly.

The answer that he had been looking forward to for more than a year was about to be revealed at that moment.

When his aura reached its peak, Liu Chengxun finally made his move.

He used his finger as a sword and slashed out.

In an instant, a bright flash of lightning appeared above his head, causing everyone's gaze to freeze and their breathing to stop.

That intense sword intent slashed toward the girl in a disdainful manner.

At that moment, the wind on the surface of the river seemed to have been suppressed, unable to make any more whistling sounds.

At that moment, the clouds in the sky seemed to have also frozen, unable to drift.

At that moment, the entire world seemed to have stopped.

In the world, it seemed that only Liu Chengxun's sword was left.

Everything was completed in an instant. Liu Chengxun's sword was extremely fast. As expected of the world-famous sword saint of the Han state, Liu Chengxun.

When the sword was unleashed, it was as if a cold light was released and arrived in an instant. It seemed to have gained the upper hand and all the advantages!

That sword was a height that countless people would never be able to reach in their entire lives.

However, at that moment, the rose in the girl's right hand also moved.

Its body first began to emit a golden light, and then its strength instantly reached an aura that was even stronger than Liu Chengxun's, instantly surpassing Liu Chengxun's.

When its aura exploded to its peak, it charged straight towards Liu Chengxun.

It did not have the same starting stance as Liu Chengxun. It was just a flash of light, simple and casual.

Then, the sword shot out like a dragon, straight to the sky.

Boom!

In the instant it appeared, it directly collided with Liu Chengxun's sword light.

Then, with unstoppable momentum, it cut off Liu Chengxun's sword light and shot straight to the sky!

The sword light cut through the sky and broke all of Liu Chengxun's aura!

At that moment, the breeze and clouds that were suppressed because of Liu Chengxun's aura seemed to have been unsealed by that sword.

The wind started to blow again, and the clouds started to flow again.

Liu Chengxun's eyes went from full of confidence to dim. Only one second had passed.

Splat!

Liu Chengxun spat out a mouthful of blood and instantly half-knelt down. He only held his breath to prevent himself from falling down.

Even so, his face was extremely pale, and bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down from his face.

One sword strike!

The sword saint of Han state, Liu Chengxun, was defeated!

The whole place was dead silent like a pool of stagnant water.

No one could react in time as they looked at everything in a daze.

Even Du Changfeng and the other great sects were dumbfounded.

Even the three divine sects, Murakami Beichuan, Shi Guanghao, and Lang Xinyue, were stunned.

He had won just like that?

It was that simple?

A flower and a stream of sword intent?

It seemed like Liu Chengxun was the one who made the first move!

Even so, in the end, Liu Chengxun was still defeated. He was utterly defeated. There was no doubt about it.

At that moment, everyone seemed to finally understand why the Saber-sword Immortal did not come over.

It was because he did not need to come over at all.

Liu Chengxun was not his match at all. From the beginning to the end, he did not put Liu Chengxun in his line of sight.

All the haters and doubters had been silenced. Even those Hans and Yings did not dare to post any more words that looked down on the Saber-sword Immortal.

They were convinced by that sword strike!

No matter how bad their personality was, or how despicable they usually were.

In front of Ye Xiao's sword strike, they were completely convinced. They were completely convinced of their loss and did not have the slightest bit of temper.

Piao Jiansheng loosened his fist and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

It was not that he did not want to help his master. It was just that he had witnessed a true martial arts expert!

A true martial artist would not favor anyone just because of their feelings. Even if that person was his family, a true martial artist would only respect another worthy martial arts expert!

Respect for an exciting duel!

The Saber-sword Immortal was a true martial arts expert!

Taking a deep breath, he sat down cross-legged. After seeing that stunning sword move, he actually understood the key to breaking through to the grandmaster realm.

The spiritual energy in his body was like the river water that had opened a sluice gate, pouring down for thousands of miles!

It penetrated through his entire meridians and subsequently allowed Piao Jiansheng to completely break through the Houtian ninth grade and officially become a grandmaster martial artist!

He was not the only one who had advanced. Very soon, a second person sat down cross-legged, a third person, a fourth person, a fifth person...

There were many geniuses from the nearby cities who had taken the high-speed train and arrived in Jianghai city early to wait for that battle.

There were at least dozens of elite martial artists from the nine provinces gathered here.

After watching Ye Xiao's sword, countless people had a brand new enhancement in their state of mind and cultivation.

That sword was too powerful!

The impact on them had already surpassed what they had learned in their lives.

Some of them had been stuck at Houtian ninth grade for many years and had been bitterly cultivating, unable to comprehend it.

There were also some who had just reached Houtian ninth grade not too long ago.

Now, all of them had directly advanced under the influence of Ye Xiao's sword intent.

The birth of one grandmaster after another made countless people flabbergasted, and it also made countless people feel envious.

That was because, for the vast majority of people, they might not be able to advance to the strength of a grandmaster in their entire lives.

To many people, a great grandmaster and a divine grandmaster were the things they looked up to, while a grandmaster was the dream that they had spent their entire lives pursuing!

It also allowed more people to have a clearer understanding of Ye Xiao's strength.

Ye Xiao, the Saber-sword Immortal in their hearts, was already capable of instantly killing the one or two people at the bottom of the Dragon list. His true strength would most likely not be lower than the 30th place!

Another top-notch human martial arts expert had appeared in the nine provinces!

That also made countless people feel excited.

In the sky, Sword Saint Lu Qingshan was silent. He only said two words indifferently.

"Let's go."

Xun 'er nodded.

Master's tone was a little choked up.

She knew that the sword was very strong. It was so strong that even an arrogant and domineering young miss like her could not help but admire it.

However, what of her master?

The nine provinces' sword saint!

He actually teared up because of that sword?

In fact, what she did not know was that Lu Qingshan was not crying, but happy.

Happy that a peerless genius had appeared in the nine provinces.

That sword, he could tell that it was the sword intent that the mysterious youth he saw that day had unleashed.

However, he had not expected that the other party was actually so strong!

Before he came, he was prepared to find Ye Xiao. It would be best if he could teach him everything he had learned in his life and help the nine provinces create another legend.

However, at that point, he did not think that way anymore.

That child did not need his extra teaching.

He had already become a talent!