Chapter 1019: Chapter 1118: The Cry of the Eagle_1
"Black Gold Iron Sword Wave!"
Circles of black ripples were merely the surface phenomenon. Within, they distinctly carried a golden hue, and as they sliced through the void, one could feel an invincible power that could crush anything in its path.
With a fierce flick, the Iron Sword Emperor unleashed endless black ripples spreading towards Zhang Xiangfeng.
"Rising Dragon to the Sky."
It was the same initial sword strike, but at this moment, the edge of the blade was undoubtedly sharper. As Zhang Xiangfeng swung his arm, the dragon-shaped sword glow expanded more than twice its size, swallowing the black gold ripples in one gulp.
Boom Boom Pound...
Countless black gold ripples burst from within the dragon-shaped sword glow, exploding outwards in all directions, but were blocked by the Nine Profound Formation, preventing further carnage.
A figure was sent flying thousands of meters – it was the Iron Sword Emperor again.
"Iron Sword alone, a sword that shakes the heavens, kill!"
Spitting a mouthful of blood onto his sword, the Iron Sword Emperor’s momentum surged enormously. The iron sword was no longer just a sword, but as if it were an extension of his arm, an extension of his body. With this strike, the Sword Qi wasted no energy, all of it impacting Zhang Xiangfeng’s body.
"Dragon Soaring Beyond the Heavens!"
The Flying Dragon sword was positioned in front of Zhang Xiangfeng, forming a protective barrier of light. In the next moment, wrapped up in the Iron Sword Emperor’s Sword Qi, it rebounded towards the Iron Sword Emperor at the same time, splitting open several moderate fissures.
At the critical moment, a large hand descended from the sky, redirecting the two streams of Sword Qi.
"It’s the Dragon Origin Emperor, he’s joining the fight too!"
"The Young Dragon is too impulsive. With his power alone, he can’t turn the tide and will only get himself entangled as well."
The Dragon Origin Emperor, also a second-tier Earthly Realm Martial Emperor, shared the same master as the Iron Sword Emperor. If possible, the Dragon Origin Emperor didn’t want to intervene – teaming up to gang attack wasn’t a good look, and it would tarnish his reputation if word got out.
But he couldn’t just stand by and watch the Iron Sword Emperor be defeated by the Young Dragon, as that would damage the reputation of Dragon View Ridge.
Whoosh!
Before the Dragon Origin Emperor could utter any courtesies, Zhang Xiangfeng made the first move. His sword became incredibly fast, and in the void, it seemed as if echoes of a dragon’s chant resounded. The Iron Sword Emperor was manageable, but at this instant, the Dragon Origin Emperor actually felt an oppressive force, a suppression in the realm of martial arts.
"Not good, Dragon Origin Heart-Seizing Palm!"
Feeling chills down his spine, the Dragon Origin Emperor, without thinking, crossed his hands together. Three hundred-zhang long yellow dragons soared forth, but a flicker of sword light brushed past them, and like sand sculptures facing the wind, they crumbled layer by layer, dissipating into nothingness, with the Sword Qi imprinted on his body in the blink of an eye.
Spurting blood from his mouth, the Dragon Origin Emperor uncontrollably flew backwards.
He was sure Zhang Xiangfeng’s sword technique was no stronger than his; it was his own moves that had weakened. That martial arts suppression prevented him from exerting his full strength.
"My martial arts originates from the dragon essence left by an ancient flood dragon. If there is something that can suppress it, then the martial arts the Young Dragon has comprehended is... impossible!"
The Dragon Origin Emperor’s expression was one of shock.
All along, no one could definitively determine the Young Dragon’s martial arts; it was only known to be an immature half-Supreme Martial Arts with the potential to become Supreme Martial Arts in the future.
Now, some people had their epiphanies, their expressions mirroring that of the Dragon Origin Emperor. Some even belonging to top-tier powers bore greedy looks, evidently scheming something.
Ignoring the reactions of others, Zhang Xiangfeng swept his long sword continuously. With each release of Sword Qi, there was a chorus of dragon chants shaking the heavens and earth in all directions, causing countless onlookers to shudder with fear.
Under his assault, the Iron Sword Emperor kept retreating from battle to battle, quickly sustaining multiple injuries. The Dragon Origin Emperor who had intended to help fared even worse, unable to withstand a single strike or a half move, his body like a bag of blood, constantly shedding blood.
"Young Dragon, you’re pushing too far!"
A streak of saber light struck from afar, and behind the saber light was a majestic, imposing old man walking through the air with illusory sabers floating around him, seemingly ready to pierce through heavens and earth at any moment.
"It’s the great Protector of Dragon View Ridge, the Illusion Emotion Saber King, Wu Siming."
Some exclaimed in recognition of the elder.
The power of the Illusion Emotion Saber King was clearly much stronger than that of the Iron Sword Emperor and Dragon Origin Emperor, coming close to the top-tier Earthly Realm level. With his involvement, Zhang Xiangfeng immediately went from the offensive to the defensive.
"What a shameless act at Dragon View Ridge, to gang up three against one!"
"It’s laughable that despite the alliance of three great Martial Emperors, they still can’t defeat Sword Emperor Zhang. Sword Emperor Zhang is invincible!"
The disciples of Nine Heavens Mountain, sharing a common enemy, saw this scene with both worry and relief. They shouted with all their might, cheering Zhang Xiangfeng on.
Around Nine Heavens Mountain, experts from various forces of the Flying Horse Dynasty were stunned into silence.
At the same level, facing three opponents alone, Zhang Xiangfeng this evening epitomized the unparalleled elegance that ’Young Dragon’ should have. No, even more than that.
"It’s unheard of, unseen, for someone to achieve such combat strength just four or five years after entering the Void Origin Realm. In days to come, the Young Dragon may well vie for the throne of Sword Emperor!"
Countless onlookers exclaimed.
"Is this the talent of a monster?"
On the periphery, a handsome young man looked on with a complex expression.
By his side was an extremely beautiful woman whose figure was so curvaceous it almost burst through her clothes, and another young man with a heroic bearing carrying a long saber on his back.
These three were Wu Siming, Qiu Yuchu, and Huan Yundu, who had once taken the Mount Wanxiang assessment together with Shi Xiaole.
On the Ten Thousand Forms Stele, which represents the potential of geniuses, Wu Siming’s name was ranked in the third row, which was worlds apart from the five names in the first row.
The Wu Siming of the past already had a very vivid understanding of the gap between them, but today, that understanding had deepened tenfold.
Watching the Young Dragon, who on his own was resisting his grandfather and the other two Martial Emperors of Dragon View Ridge, Wu Siming knew that he might never reach such heights in his lifetime.
Some people are destined only to look up to, never to surpass.
"Illusion Love Divine Blade!"
"Black Gold Iron Sword Wave!"
"Dragon Source Sky Roar!"
As the battle reached its peak intensity, all three Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors went berserk. If they could not defeat the Young Dragon with such efforts, they, and even Dragon View Ridge, would become a complete joke.
Of course, there were stronger experts present, but in such a high-profile event, such figures were unlikely to swallow their pride and make a move.
"Dragon’s Might Swordsmanship, Dragon Battle Eight Directions!"
Zhang Xiangfeng didn’t dodge or evade. In the void, the sound of a dragon’s cry reached deep into the souls of all present. In their eyes, Zhang Xiangfeng at that moment was like a majestic dragon, invincible in battle, all-conquering in attack, vanquishing all enemies in the world.
Boom!!
The night turned as bright as day, and ninety percent of the people closed their eyes. Even so, the light still pierced their skin, as if it was about to blind them.
"Enough is enough, Young Dragon. Since you insist on making a spectacle of yourself, I shall grant your wish and send you to the afterlife."
The fourth Void Origin Realm Martial Emperor made a move, also from Dragon View Ridge. His body emanated an overpowering presence, like a moving mountain, blocking the injured and bleeding Zhang Xiangfeng.
The other three sides, including Illusion Emotion Saber King, pressed on step by step, simultaneously invoking their ultimate techniques.
"Brother Zhang, come in quickly."
Gui Zhihang and others were desperately shouting in their hearts, worried that Zhang Xiangfeng might encounter misfortune.
Countless people sighed; it seemed that the Young Dragon’s solo effort could not change the fate of Nine Heavens Mountain after all.
The situation was undeniably spiraling out of control.
"Whoosh..."
Just then.
Everyone heard a piercing eagle’s screech suddenly coming from afar. And there, a point of golden light grew from small to large, piercing through the clouds.
