Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 488 - 337: I have realized again, Lord Tan Lang, take my sword strike, the advancing Yi Taoist._2

Laughable, barking dogs are of no skill.

Let’s see if that Yi Taoist can make Fairy Ye cry on the stage—that would be a true skill!

"Qianyuan Sword Sect’s Ye Qingxue greets Lord Tan Lang~"

The girl in white slightly bent her head, bowing to Yi Chen with a composed and cautious demeanor that made Yi Chen inwardly nod his approval, even beginning to wonder if he hadn’t concealed himself properly and given away a flaw.

"Zi Tian, Lord Tan Lang, greets fellow Daoist."

Yi Chen grinned broadly, revealing eight shining teeth, his robust pectorals raising the Daoist robe high, making the girl in white opposite him seem petite like a little white rabbit.

Seeing that this girl had a good sense of propriety, Yi Chengzi knew he had to act accordingly; he must hold back one punch.

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"Skyfall Meteor!"

After their exchange of greetings, a clear shout came from the girl in white.

Suddenly, the world brightened dramatically.

Sword Qi rushed forth like a rainbow, soaring from the ground and piercing the heavens!

The skies cracked open, and boundless Sword Qi surged forth, enveloping Yi Chen in its assault.

"I’ll f*cking—, Cultivation Body, activate!"

Witnessing Ye Qingxue going all-in as soon as they met, Yi Chen’s eyebrows jumped, and after a moment’s hesitation, he still unfolded his Cultivation Body.

The purple-gold figure instantly became prominent to the world.

Under the watchful eyes of all, one could see a malevolent dragon roaring behind him, his arms echoing with the roars of fierce tigers, and a green divine ox at his waist, its eyes red, poised to strike the heavens with its hooves.

The halberd shone with a blinding light, slammed into the ground by Yi Chen, creating a massive phantom surge of Halberd Qi that burst forth from his body, enveloping him protectively.

The overwhelming Sword Qi struck mightily against the colossal phantom of Halberd Qi, pushing Yi Chen’s massive body to retreat continuously until he finally stopped after four thousand meters, struggling to rise.

"Not bad, Lord Tan Lang," said the girl in white, her gaze slightly startled. In her heart, she felt pleased.

"It’s good that my master warned me; otherwise, if I really bet that I could defeat Lord Tan Lang within three moves, wouldn’t I have gone bankrupt?"

"However, the strength he’s hidden is within my expectations; defeating him won’t be difficult."

With a thought, Ye Qingxue smiled and said,

"Lord Tan Lang has indeed hidden his cultivation strength, but even with the powerful ability you have shown today, I’m afraid you’re still not a match for Qingxue."

"Are you sure?"

Yi Chen lifted his head, looking up at the girl in white suspended in the sky, slowly pulling out his Holy Halberd.

He and the flashy looking Halberd instantly attracted the attention of all cultivators present.

"Who is this demonic giant on the stage? Isn’t that the Lord Tan Lang of Zi Tian, the Hidden Dragon Taoist?" A youthful female cultivator with an innocent face tugged at her sister’s sleeve and couldn’t help but quietly ask.

"This Lord Tan Lang has such a robust physique," a voluptuous woman with seductive eyes licked her red lips and exclaimed in surprise, covering her mouth.

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To the discussions among the crowd below, Yi Chen turned a deaf ear.

Not wanting to reveal any flaws, he focused on containing his power.

Disgusting, that move Skyfall Meteor was precisely at his limit; the attack capability of a swordsman is truly formidable. If he hadn’t unveiled his Cultivation Body, even though he wouldn’t be injured, if he was pushed out of the ring by that tremendous Sword Qi, he would have been royally screwed.

The performance had reached this point, the net was already cast, and he could only reveal some of his true strength.

"Come again!"

In a roar, two figures violently clashed in the sky.

A moment later, Ye Qingxue, panting heavily, looked towards the mighty figure in the sky, like a demonic god enveloped by fierce winds, despair flashing in her eyes.

He was too solid.

It was like attempting to breach a wall; she had unleashed all her moves repeatedly, trying to blast him out of the ring, but failed every time.

The closest attempt was less than a hundred meters from the boundary.

"Come again! With that little strength, you can’t beat me," Yi Chen declared.

"Put more force into it!"

"Since you’ve forced me to reveal my cards, I shall not hold back any longer."

"Borrowing the qi from the heavens!"

Yi Chen’s long hair, which had been blown about by the fierce qi, hung loosely behind him, appearing like a mighty demonic god. Seven white orbs burst forth from his Cultivation Body, spinning wildly and floating up to the sky, stirring the wind and clouds.

Plans cannot keep up with changes, and Ye Qingxue’s strength was beyond Yi Chen’s expectations. Since he could no longer keep a low profile, it was a flexible tactic to slightly reveal one of his ace cards, letting others think this was his limit.

The purple-gold figure called the Holy Halberd to his hand with a gesture and, once again with a sinister smile, approached Ye Qingxue.

He was about to make Fairy Ye cry out.

Their gazes met, and once more, they brought out their ultimate moves and fiercely collided.

Ye Qingxue unleashed all her strength trying to resist the formidable enemy, as imposing as a demonic god.

Amidst the dispersing winds, the cultivators watching the intense battle around the ring felt their hearts leap to their throats.

An elder stood with his hands behind his back, observing the battle in the sky, and couldn’t help but sigh.

"This time the knowledgeable Shen Ji Bai Xiao has misjudged. This Lord Tan Lang from Zi Tian has such a strong body that even with my knowledge, I can’t recognize what divine body this is."

"The constraints of the ring greatly limited Fairy Ye’s ability to engage in agile combat. Coupled with his overly formidable physique, unless Fairy Ye can devise a new tactic on the spot, the victory this time should belong to Lord Tan Lang."

Just then, Ye Qingxue moved like a flash, her peerless sword striking fiercely. On the narrow stage, she twisted and turned gracefully, her agility like moonlight cascading down, seeking for Yi Chen’s weakness.

She knew that if the battle dragged on, she would surely lose.