Chapter 335

Chapter 335: A Broken Sword Actually Sent the Qingyang Sword Flying?

In front of the Qingyang Great Hall, on the Square.

Xiao Yang simply snapped his fingers, and two gigantic holy beasts appeared.

“Jiang Qitian, you think you can kill us? You’re not up to the task!”

Xiao Yang crossed his arms, casting a cold gaze at Jiang Qitian.

“This…”

Jiang Qitian was both shocked and furious. He never imagined Xiao Yang could summon two holy beasts.

These were genuine holy beasts, not mere spirit beasts.

Holy beasts are beings that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Holy Realm of the human race.

Some holy beasts are so powerful that even the Holy Realm can’t compete with them.

With a thud!, the Fire Kirin stepped forward, flames erupting from its claws, turning the hard blue bricks beneath it a glowing red in an instant.

Everyone stood in shock, staring at the holy beast.

This creature resembled the legendary Fire Kirin.

Its massive, sleek body was covered in fiery red scales, each seemingly imbued with the power to incinerate everything.

A scorching wave of heat emanated from the holy beast.

People gathered outside the square felt a wave of heat wash over them.

The other holy beast was adorned with silvery scales, resembling a true dragon—

The Ice-Bound Profound Flood Dragon.

Frost radiated from its body, freezing the very air around it, while frost settled on the ground.

Flood Dragons had long been extinct in the northern realms.

It had been ages since a Flood Dragon had graced the northern cultivation world.

So to suddenly see one now? Truly shocking!

The square felt like a battleground of ice and fire.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded.

Even Ye Ling’er was left gaping.

As for Beast Control Manor, they only had one holy beast on their side.

Theirs was an ancient holy beast that had roamed for endless ages, dwelling silently in the sanctum of Beast Control Manor, rarely seen in the world.

There were even rumors that the old holy beast had perished from old age.

Of course, the truth was known only to the core members of the Ye family in Beast Control Manor.

Yet over these past few centuries, no one dared to make a move against Beast Control Manor.

“Jiang Qitian, today I, Long Chen, will expose your true nature.”

Long Chen clenched his fists, glaring fiercely at Jiang Qitian.

“Someone like you doesn’t deserve to be the Sect Leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect.”

Chen Taixu rose up, blade in hand—

His hair and beard were all white, but his brawny frame rivaled that of a young man, his bare torso even more muscular than those robust martial artists.

At this moment, the scars covering his body only added to his wild aura.

“Hahaha…”

Jiang Qitian burst into laughter.

“What qualifications do you three traitors have to question me here?”

Jiang Qitian couldn’t believe his ears.

“Jiang Qitian, if you want to conceal your transgressions, that’s impossible. You really think nobody knows what you’ve done?”

Xiao Yang chuckled, looking steadily at Jiang Qitian.

On the surface, Jiang Qitian appeared unfazed, but inside, a storm erupted. Did these three really have evidence?

No way.

He calculated every step he took back then and ran countless scenarios in his mind beforehand.

He was confident he hadn’t left any openings.

No one knew this at all.

Thinking this, Jiang Qitian subconsciously exhaled in relief.

They must be bluffing him.

At that moment, the onlookers outside had no idea a blockbuster was about to drop.

Today’s scandal was unprecedented—one after another, shocks galore!

The various sects never expected they’d witness such an exquisite showdown.

“You all will die!”

Jiang Qitian stopped wasting words, and his Qingyang Sword soared into the air.

“Buzz!”

The Qingyang Sword trembled, and in the next moment, it transformed into countless sword lights, piercing towards Xiao Yang and his crew.

Where the sword light passed, gaping black spatial cracks appeared in the void.

Xiao Yang let out a light laugh, nonchalantly waving his right hand.

“Let’s go!”

At that second, the Fire Kirin let out a roar and charged at Jiang Qitian, blasting a fireball his way.

At the same time, the Ice-Bound Profound Flood Dragon expelled a chilling breath towards the incoming sword light.

The hot sword light was sharp and intense, while the cold breath was utterly frigid.

The two forces collided in an instant.

The piercing Qingyang sword light was halted in its tracks.

Simultaneously, the fireball shot by the Fire Kirin boomed right in front of Jiang Qitian.

The searing flames twisted the very air around them.

This was a holy beast’s attack.

Jiang Qitian didn’t dare hesitate.

He soared skyward, dodging the incoming fireball.

“Boom!”

A tremendous blast erupted, flames surging outwards, morphing into a sea of fire that engulfed Jiang Qitian.

But Jiang Qitian soon burst out of the firestorm.

His hair, eyebrows, and beard were completely singed away, looking utterly disheveled as he patted out the flames on his clothes.

“Roar!”

The Fire Kirin growled, its powerful legs propelling it forward, leaping directly towards Jiang Qitian.

With incredibly stout legs and razor-sharp claws, it was like a finely crafted blade of flame, easily able to shred rock and even slice through steel.

As it moved at lightning speed, flames encircled its body, leaving behind a sizzling trail.

Now, the Fire Kirin’s claws were aimed straight at Jiang Qitian.

The crowd gasped in horror.

Just as Jiang Qitian was about to be torn apart by the Fire Kirin, a sword light suddenly swooped in from the side, aimed directly at its head.

It was the Qingyang Sword.

The Fire Kirin couldn’t afford to grab Jiang Qitian anymore and hurriedly raised its claw to intercept the incoming sword light.

“Clang!”

Sparks flew everywhere.

The Fire Kirin roared and was actually forced back.

A few drops of blood fell from the air.

Those droplets were like boiling magma, instantly burning through the bricks below.

Xiao Yang frowned at this spectacle.

The power of the Qingyang Sword was astonishing, actually capable of wounding the Fire Kirin.

The Fire Kirin’s defenses were legendary.

Even a flying sword from a sword cultivator would struggle to inflict any harm upon it.

Just then, as Jiang Qitian pushed back the Fire Kirin, a figure abruptly appeared right in front of him.

“What…?”

Jiang Qitian was caught completely off guard.

But when he recognized the figure, a scornful smile crept onto his face.

The attacker was Long Chen.

Long Chen gripped a sword tightly and swung it down viciously at Jiang Qitian’s head.

Everyone noticed Long Chen’s sword didn’t release even a hint of sword aura, nor any sharp sword qi.

It was just an utterly ordinary sword.

Jiang Qitian grasped the Qingyang Sword and thought nothing of it as he used it to block the oncoming strike.

This guy was honestly asking for trouble by brandishing a broken sword in a fight.

But the next moment, Jiang Qitian felt his sword tremble violently as a deafening clash sounded, only to see his Qingyang Sword flying out of his grasp.

“…”

Jiang Qitian was stunned.

Everyone was equally dumbfounded.

How is this possible?

No one expected Long Chen could use a completely unremarkable, broken sword to knock the Qingyang Sword right out of Jiang Qitian’s hands.