Nine Revolutions Star Technique

Chapter 782 - 781: A Finger That Amazes the Gods

Han Buxiu stood in the center, his breath stirring vigorously, displaying an aura of invincible arrogance.

He had been suppressed in the Valley of Life and Death for three years.

The childishness had long been thoroughly worn away. Now Han Buxiu felt no affection towards Taotian Palace, only deep-seated hatred!

"Zheng!"

A sword was unleashed.

Han Buxiu showed no sign of stopping, suddenly raising both his hands. His long hair rose like steel needles, his robe billowed, and a magnificent aura condensed around him.

"Boom!"

In an instant.

The void condensed, countless flying swords rapidly formed, converging in the sky above as if a majestic and awe-inspiring sword river had appeared!

"Go!"

Crash!

The great river flowed east, waves rolling endlessly.

At this moment, it seemed that it descended fiercely from the heavens, sweeping swiftly and mightily.

"Stop him quickly!"

Upon seeing this, the crowd exclaimed.

Several body cultivators attempted to rely on their strong defenses to resist this sword river. But this was a sword river driven by the Spring and Autumn Sword Scripture—how terrifying it was.

"Dong!"

Those body cultivators, like driftwood and twigs under a raging tide, were instantly engulfed.

The crowd was dumbfounded.

No one expected.

Almost in a flash, the battle situation changed drastically.

Previously sneering, the top Human Immortals who didn’t consider Han Buxiu a threat, were now shocked. In their eyes, surviving in the Valley of Life and Death for three years was already an ordeal, and surely he had no time to train.

But who would have thought his power was even more formidable than before!

"Do you still think you’re assured of victory?" Ye Qingchen said calmly.

At this moment.

Lu Fan’s face turned utterly grim.

Clearly.

He hadn’t expected this either.

However, being Ye Xuan’s confidant and right-hand man, his scheming was naturally deep. He quickly recovered, sneering, "Do you truly believe no one can restrain Han Buxiu?"

"Kill!"

And at this moment.

Han Buxiu pushed back the surrounding crowd, forming a seal with his right hand. The mighty sword river in the sky suddenly turned, like a white ribbon dancing, overwhelmingly rushing towards Lu Fan.

Facing this overwhelming sword river, Lu Fan glanced at Ye Qingchen, his expression placid, "Today, I will show you what true despair is!"

He spoke slowly.

His right hand slammed his waist suddenly.

"Rise!"

Clang!

In an instant.

A sword beam swiftly shot out, heading straight for the sword river.

This sword light was only three feet long, under the sword river, appearing as insignificantly as duckweed, seemingly about to be completely scattered in an instant. But the result was beyond everyone’s expectations!

The heaven-shocking sword river originally burst forth with unstoppable momentum. Yet, under this sword light, it was split open in a flash!

Moreover, with a clang, it clashed on Han Buxiu’s Breaking Army Sword!

"What?"

Han Buxiu’s pupils contracted.

He only felt a massive force sweeping in swiftly, causing his body to tremble and retreat repeatedly.

"Han Buxiu, your era is over!" Lu Fan sneered, "Do you still think you are that unbeatable closed-door disciple of the Supreme Elder from three years ago? Today, watch how I trample you beneath my feet!"

Cultivation is like rowing against the current; you fall behind if you don’t advance.

Although Han Buxiu was exceptionally talented, he was hindered by the Valley of Life and Death’s impoverished environment. But Lu Fan was different; living on Void Peak, obtaining heavenly treasures and receiving attention from Marquis Guangjun, he was naturally no ordinary individual!

"Is this Lu Fan’s true strength?"

More than one person shuddered.

Han Buxiu’s earlier sword river was unstoppable, sweeping across the scene. Yet, it couldn’t match a single sword from the opponent! If he was that formidable, what level had the Ye Xuan behind him reached?

"Zheng!"

Han Buxiu remained silent, already brandishing the Breaking Army Sword and charging once more.

He wielded the sword with both hands, and in an instant, his body followed the sword’s movement. As he dashed forward, his body flickered, splitting into hundreds of figures that enveloped the Heavenly Zhou, with sword light flooding toward Lu Fan like a tidal wave.

"I told you, your era is over!" Lu Fan placed one hand behind his back, and with his right hand, he grasped his long sword and flicked his wrist, producing a silver sword arc.

The sword arc was like a full moon’s silver disk, protecting the Heavenly Zhou area he occupied. The sky-covering sword shadows crashed onto the sword arc, penetrating half a foot deep but could go no further.

"Prajna Sword!"

Someone exclaimed.

This was also a Saint Tier Top Sword Technique, no weaker than the "Spring and Autumn Swordsmanship." It was perfect for both offense and defense, with virtually no weaknesses.

"Hmph!"

Han Buxiu snorted coldly, his long sword rotating, becoming more frenzied. Yet when he found himself unable to break the silver moon disk, he abruptly retracted, and the Heavenly Zhou sword shadows coalesced into one, like swallows returning to the nest.

In an instant.

The all-encompassing sword momentum crashed down recklessly, like a sword striking from the Spring and Autumn period five hundred years ago, as if to sever the void, cleave through time, and break this sword arc!

"Scram!"

Facing Han Buxiu’s sword, Lu Fan laughed heartily, then suddenly his smile vanished, becoming dark and terrifying. His long sword turned, the silver moon disk revolving around him, symbolizing Great Perfection, great freedom, and great wisdom!

"Clang!"

A fierce, massive sound rang out.

They witnessed.

The Sword Qi exploded, the void quivered. The surrounding ground cracked inch by inch, and the mighty force was like ten thousand horses galloping, dominating the world, peerless and unstoppable.

Everyone around was forced back by this surge of Sword Qi!

"What happened?"

The crowd quickly looked over.

As the dust settled, two figures gradually became clear. Lu Fan stood in place, having only retreated several zhang. While Han Buxiu was covered in scars, evidently injured by the Sword Qi, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, collapsing to the ground.

He couldn’t stand up ever again!

In comparison, the outcome was clear.

"Senior Brother Lu Fan is invincible!"

The disciples of Void Peak began to cheer in unison.

"Now, do you realize how ridiculous you are?" Lu Fan flicked his clothing, as if he had done something trivial, and turned to Ye Qingchen, saying nonchalantly, "If you kneel now, I might consider giving you a swift end!"

Swish!

And those top Human Immortals who were defeated earlier, looked at Ye Qingchen with glee on their faces.

Earlier.

When Han Buxiu showcased his strength, it indeed shocked everyone. However, now that Han Buxiu had been dealt with by Lu Fan, who would dare to step forward? He had no chance of turning things around.

"Mr. Ye!"

Lu Yanwu, Sea of Zhou, and Lin Shifei quickly looked at Ye Qingchen, their faces full of worry.

In everyone’s opinion.

Ye Qingchen was already like a fish on the chopping block, at the mercy of others, with no power to fight back. Unexpectedly, he slowly shook his head and said, "You alone are not worthy!"

Ye Qingchen’s words caused an uproar.

Everyone looked at Ye Qingchen with disbelief, as if sizing up a dead man. Earlier, relying on Han Buxiu, he naturally had some confidence. But now that Han Buxiu had been defeated, what right did he have to challenge Lu Fan?

Moreover.

What kind of person was Lu Fan?

How could he tolerate Ye Qingchen’s repeated provocations?

Sure enough.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Fan’s expression turned cold: "You’re courting death!"

He spun his long sword, raising a fierce storm of sword shadows, like a silver dragon making nine turns, rushing at Ye Qingchen ferociously. Everyone had seen him break the Sword River with a single strike before, and even Han Buxiu was no match.

Let alone Ye Qingchen?

It seemed that with this one strike, he would be shattered on the spot!

"Haha, he’s doomed!"

The stewards of the Clothes Cleaning Workshop clapped like thunder.

The top Human Immortals felt a sense of glee in their eyes. What merit or ability did he have to dare to insult Senior Brother Ye Xuan? Now is the time for your comeuppance!

Lu Yanwu lowered her beautiful eyes, unwilling to watch any longer.

The many disciples present either sneered, mocked, or silently lamented. No one believed that Ye Qingchen could avoid this calamity.

Ye Qingchen slightly raised his head and pointed with a finger.

One finger that shocked the heavens!

One finger that stunned the gods!