Chapter 62: The Little Guy Is Pretty Good!

lly sprayed blood, flew backward, crashed into a large tree in the corner of the yard, and then rebounded to the ground.Silence.Silent.The courtyard fell into a deathly silence, everyone staring in st...The barrage of bullets returned to one, transforming into a long spear soul weapon.

The tall man's killing intent soared, his internal energy surging into his spirit weapon, the spear. The spear sang as it rose to the sky, its body flaring with dazzling light, piercing downward.

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, ten sword shadows returned to one, his Yuan force surged and roared, the long sword flames swelled and soared into the sky.

At this moment, all eyes on the path to heaven were fixed upon him.

Boom!

The spear thrust forward like a dragon, its wind whipping and slaughtering wildly. The air around it was completely emptied, leaving only dazzling spearlight.

Whoosh!

The unparalleled sword light slashed through the gunshots, the tip of the sword met the tip of the spear, scattering sparks.

This sword strike, sharp and domineering, was unstoppable.

This sword strike, on the path to ascension, caused many to be astonished. Bai Bing, Chang Gongce, Chen Mo and other powerful prodigies slightly narrowed their pupils in solemn contemplation.

This sword strike, the mother and daughter on the viewing platform couldn't help but look sideways. A hint of interest flashed across Xiao Xiang Xian Zi's breathtakingly beautiful face.

"Stars shine bright!"

The tall man roared, pushing out with both palms, taking a step back. His spear only managed to deflect the peerless long sword by a hair's breadth.

"Your Grace, that's enough." The tall man held his spear-wielding martial soul, his chest heaving violently.

Wang Xuan: "It's late."

Wow!

The Blazing Sword gripped tightly in his hand, a torrent of flames erupted. Wang Xuan's face remained serene as he wielded the sword with practiced ease. A dragon roar shook the air, and a fiery red dragon soared into the sky.

A sword strike unleashed, a long flame dragon surged with might, striking the towering man.

"Don't ~~!"

The tall man desperately unleashed his combat power, changing his weapon technique again. With a roar, he fired the Dragon Shaking Cave shot.

Phew~

A crimson dragon, wreathed in sword qi, burst from the tall man's body, shaking its head and tail before dissipating into sparks.

...while the tall man, already burned to a crisp, was engulfed in flames, his hand still holding the gun.

"If you want to fight, then fight. If you want to stop, then stop. What's the big deal"

Wang Xuan sneered coldly, the ten shadow sword burning with flames shrunk and flew into his brow.

The murderer, people will kill him!

Although he displayed the Ten Shadows Sword, he wasn't too worried. The last time the Ten Shadows Sword was publicly shown was at the entrance of the Shifting Sands City.

At that time, the Ten Shadows Sword had not advanced and lacked the empowerment of Primordial Fire, its power was far inferior to what it is now.

Who would associate the former Human-Level Ten Shadow Sword with the current Spirit-Level Flame Sword Soul

This kind of spirit evolution, enhancing the grade, is simply unimaginable and unheard of.

"The name 'Ten Shadow Sword' doesn't suit it anymore, let's call it the 'Fire Shadow Sword' instead."

Wang Xuan gave Jian Wu Hun a new name.

It feels pretty badass.

She smiled faintly and continued walking, passing by a tall man who was already burnt to charcoal.

Ba Jia Tiān and Bai Bing’s eyes were cold as they both stared intently at Wang Xuan. Bai Jia Tian spoke in a deep voice, “Stay away from him!”

Bailang and Baipao quickly nodded and moved aside, the two of them climbing very slowly. Seeing Wang Xuan quickly climb up, they were extremely frightened.

Chang Gong, Chen Mo, and Li Gang retracted their gazes, their expressions varied, and stepped onto the path to climb again.

On the dais, Yue Jingchan held a roster and consulted it, "This young man's name is Hei Feng. He is an orphan, a lone cultivator without parents."

Xiao Xiang Xianzi tapped her finger lightly, and smiled: "He does indeed meet the requirements and can be cultivated as one of our own. It's just a pity that his talent isn't particularly outstanding, and his cultivation level is too low. To become a truly useful help would take far too long."

Yue Jingchan put down the roster: "Take it slow. This person's fighting awareness is quite good. We don't cultivate them during their weak period, and even when they are strong, they won't become a confidant."

"This son's martial arts foundation is also very solid, and his perseverance is rare. He can still remain calm and composed on the eightieth step."

Yù Jìng Chán heard her mother's words, but she frowned slightly, her gaze sweeping over the young man. She said with a hint of doubt: "I don't know why, but I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."

"Oh" Xiangxiang Fairy was surprised.

Yue Jing pondered with a serene countenance, her head shaking slightly as she struggled to recall where she had encountered the young man before.

In the square.

Lin Miaoyi looked at Zhou Yu, her brother, on the eighty-fifth step. Her little hands were tightly clenched, and her heart kept cheering him on.

"There are fourteen steps left, Zhou Yu gege, come on!"

Lin Miaoyi murmured, a drop of fragrant sweat rolling down her pure little face. She discovered that Brother Zhou Yu had been standing on that staircase for a long time, and she didn't know why.

Could it be that Brother Zhou Yu is letting them have their way

Lin MiaoyI's little head was thinking, very believing in her childhood sweetheart.

On the way to heaven.

Wang Xuan walked step by step, a bead of sweat sliding down his cheek, but he remained composed with a tranquil expression. His sleeves fluttered slightly in the gentle breeze.

Wang Xuan stepped onto the eighty-fifth step. At this point, only Chang Gongce, Bai Bing, Li Gang, and Chen Mo remained in front of him.

Heavy panting came from beside me, and a pained roar rang out: "It hurts so much, like being frozen, yet like being in a furnace. I can't hold on any longer."

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, turned his head and looked calmly. The other party's face was twisted in horror, gritting their teeth in pain.

Wang Xuan retracted his gaze and continued striding towards the peak of the Heavenly Ascension Road.

"You must be putting on a facade, you must be in so much pain, wanting to give up, right" Zhou Yu looked at the boy's retreating figure and said bitterly, "Why bother forcing yourself anymore, let's just give up together."

Zhou Yu originally wanted to become famous by climbing the Heavenly Path and entering the inner sect. He was very confident before, but now he is extremely disheartened.

Wang Xuan was slightly stunned.

This person doesn't want to work hard themselves, and they also want to drag others down with them, messing with their beliefs.

Ignores it, steps onto the ninety-first step, a tremendous pressure descends.

Wang Xuan's figure sank slightly, and he had to circulate his Yuanli. He could no longer rely solely on the fleshly body of Nine-Nine Return One to resist.

"How could this person have such a profound martial arts foundation" The crowd in the square couldn't help but gasp when they saw the young man display his martial arts.

Caught up!

That boy, Hei Feng, was actually trying to catch up to the four strongest archers in the front, even though he was climbing from behind!

Just three steps left!

"Find out who this kid is! " the veteran captain of the Longbow House roared, his voice laced with fury.

The leaders of the Bai, Li, and Chen families, also had a look of urgency on their faces.

As the young man walked up step by step, with an air of casual ease, the crowd in the square was shaken. Who would have thought that such a dark horse would emerge

Xiao Xiang Xianzi's phoenix eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled: "This little fellow is quite capable. I underestimated his strength and amazing endurance before."

Yue Jingchan looked at the young man's dashing and unrestrained demeanor, her willow brows furrowed, her eyes becoming even more puzzled.

On the 97th step of the Heavenly Stairway, Changong, Bai Bing, Li Gang, and Chen Mo stood together.

The four figures trembled violently, resisting the immense pressure of the array. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, and their faces contorted in agony.

Chang Gong looked at Hei Feng calmly ascending to the ninety-fourth step, his heart trembling. Who was this person Why had he been so unknown before

Chang Gong's face was as dark as water. He said, "Bai Bing, this man killed your clan members..."

"You don't get to control him. " Bai Bing gritted her teeth, interrupting Chang Gong Ce's words. Her face was covered in sweat, and a murderous intent glinted in her eyes: "I might not be able to do it alone. Let's work together!"

Li Gangwei muttered: "I didn't expect there to be such a powerful person of the same generation. I have no feud with him, but I can't let him surpass me."

Chen Mo swung his sword, the sword qi slashing horizontally and vertically in a cross shape, aiming at the young man known as Black Wind. His intent was to shatter Black Wind's spirit first.

The longbow shot, aiming at the sky. Dark clouds gathered as a massive claw descended from above, bearing down on the Black Wind with terrifying force.

"Millions of miles of glaciers!"

At the same moment, Bai Bing also unleashed her killing move. The stairs quickly froze over, spreading downwards. A series of menacing ice cones shot out, aiming to obliterate this insignificant ant who dared to defy the Bai family!

"Starfall Killing Fist!"

Li Gang waved his fists, his physical combat strength unleashed. Bronze fist shadows struck one after another, bombarding the youth relentlessly with a barrage of attacks.

"Oh!" Many young women in the square gasped in surprise.

For many years, he was shaken by the sight of those four powerful attacks flying through the air.

The crowd did not expect that this year's four strongest geniuses would actually join forces to attack one person... graceful figure was about to crash to the ground, a hand caught her back.Wang Xuen supported Mu Qingyue with one hand and held a white cloth shoe in the other, his brows slightly furrowed.Mu Qingyue...