Heaven Defying Sword Emperor

"Your sword technique is called the Flying Tiger Six Styles. It came and went without a trace, but in reality, it was just a sneak attack."    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian stood with his sword in his hand and sneered slightly.    

    

The chain movement of three killing moves was dodged by Ouyang Xiaotian just now. Wang Yuhao was shocked and sneered: "Idiot! You're just saying this to make me lose my confidence. When I kill you, you will know why I am the greatest amongst men, while you are just trash! "    

    

"Sou!", "Sou!", Wang Yuhao's figure disappeared again.    

    

The Tiger Pouncing Steps had been trained by Wang Yuhao to the Mastery Stage, and the Flying Tiger Six Styles was only a little bit away from the Perfection Stage!    

    

Tiger Pouncing Steps. Under full force, the sword shadows danced, but his real body could not be seen!    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian shouted: "Mountain Cutting Swordsmanship!"    

    

Suddenly, the strand of Power of the True Dragon in Ouyang Xiaotian's Dantian was completely fused with Ouyang Xiaotian's spirit energy. In an instant, Ouyang Xiaotian suddenly saw a door to thunder and lightning, the various uses of thunder flowed through his blood vessels.    

    

The ancient green dragon controlled thunder, Ouyang Xiaotian had obtained this ancient Power of the True Dragon, so his comprehension of the concept of thunder could be said to increase by leaps and bounds. As he brandished his treasured sword, thunder rumbled in the air, and the sound of thunder rumbled straight into the depths of Wang Yuhao's soul.    

    

Bolts of lightning started to fall from the sky. Within a six meters radius around Ouyang Xiaotian, he was completely surrounded by lightning. Lightning arced through the air and thunder rumbled. Within a six meter radius, not even a fly could withstand it. In addition to Ouyang Xiaotian using his full strength, countless arcs of lightning were like Ouyang Xiaotian's spiritual tool.    

    

Who could hide from the rumbling thunder?    

    

As for the lightning arcs released by Ouyang Xiaotian's Mountain Cutting Swordsmanship, although Wang Yuhao's body was constantly changing, after a few rounds, his body was still accidentally covered in a trace of lightning arcs.    

    

At the same time, Ouyang Xiaotian immediately noticed Wang Yuhao's position.    

    

"Mountain Cutting Swordsmanship!"    

    

The Silver Dragon Stripe Sword suddenly hacked out. The silver sword tip swept up the rolling thunder, emitting a dazzling blue color as it hacked towards Wang Yuhao.    

    

Although Ouyang Xiaotian was four small realms below Wang Yuhao, and was only at the ninth stage of the Brightly Lit Stage, his spirit energy was extremely pure, and there was even an ancient Power of the True Dragon mixed in, slashing out with great force.    

    

Wang Yuhao was shocked when he heard the sound of wind. Even though he was an expert at the third level of Arcana Human Stage, he didn't dare take it head-on. He channeled his Pouncing Tiger Steps and dodged past the blade of the sword dangerously. At the same time, the Tiger Blood Sword stabbed towards Ouyang Xiaotian's eyes.    

    

Now, Wang Yuhao didn't have any other requests, he just wanted to kill Ouyang Xiaotian on the spot.    

    

Facing such a monstrous enemy, Wang Yuhao only had one thing left in his mind, and that was to destroy him as soon as possible.    

    

Seeing Wang Yuhao's quick attack, Ouyang Xiaotian was secretly happy in his heart. His Mountain Cutting Swordsmanship was a sword technique that both offense and defense, focused on offense and defense.    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian slashed out with his sword and his consciousness locked onto Wang Yuhao's body. He shook his head to dodge the attack and sent out another Mountain Cutting Swordsmanship.    

    

Thunder rumbled. The arcs of lightning within a six meter radius became denser. The power of thunder seemed to fill every inch of space. With the assistance of his spiritual sense, any electric arcs became Ouyang Xiaotian's eyes. Wang Yuhao's prided 'Pouncing Tiger Steps' was no longer hard to detect.    

    

However, Wang Yuhao was not an ordinary person either. He had relied on his sword to establish his illustrious foundation in Outer Sect, and sat on the throne of Huangshi Mountain of 58. He had once killed a Outer Sect expert of the third level of Arcana Human Stage head-on. Although Ouyang Xiaotian could see through his figure, he was shocked but did not panic. His attacks were still as sharp as before.    

    

Wang Yuhao had to rely on his sharp sword technique to kill Ouyang Xiaotian.    

    

Didn't you see how I used my sword? Then I'll let you see how you'll end up being chopped to death by my sword!    

    

Wang Yuhao sneered. The Tiger Blood Sword once again pierced towards Ouyang Xiaotian's lower abdomen from a strange angle.    

    

Sword light suffused the air between the two of them. In the time it took to have a meal, Wang Yuhao discovered that Ouyang Xiaotian could already contend with him.    

    

What angered Wang Yuhao the most was that Ouyang Xiaotian repeatedly used this sword move. The Silver Dragon Stripe Sword that was condensed with a meter of silver sword beams, began to move faster and faster, its strength became more and more powerful, its aura became more and more powerful, and the power of thunder and lightning became more and more wondrous! Not good, Ouyang Xiaotian had gradually become stronger!    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian's Mountain Cutting Swordsmanship had already reached the Great Perfection Stage. No matter how his moves changed, the Thunderbolt true intent would always lock tightly onto Wang Yuhao.    

    

Following the defeat of the fourth and fifth forms of the Flying Tiger Six Styles, Wang Yuhao suddenly felt troubled in his heart.    

    

He discovered that his true qi and strength were becoming less and less, and the prowess of his sword arts could no longer be maintained at their peak state. However, the treasure swords that were constantly slashing at him were getting stronger! Ouyang Xiaotian's every strike was improving!    

    

As an expert in Outer Sect and sword techniques, Wang Yuhao could no longer afford to care about his reputation when life or death was at stake.    

    

The sixth move of the Flying Tiger Six Styles, Tiger Slaughtering Slash!    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian felt the sharp murderous intent and waved his sword. A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, instantly merging with the countless arcs of lightning. Deep within the lightning, the Silver Dragon Stripe Sword arrived!    

    

"Hahaha, Wang Yuhao, today I will let you see what a Power of the True Dragon is. I will let you know that your Flying Tiger Sword Technique is actually trash!"    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian let out a furious roar and activated the Power of the True Dragon with all his might. His entire body was filled with a mysterious aura, each step he took felt like he was a war god from ancient times.    

    

"Dang!"    

    

The two swords clashed, creating an earth-shattering sound. The power of the overflowing sword qi did not diminish at all. "Crack crack crack!"    

    

As the two swords clashed, both of their bodies froze at the same time. Wang Yuhao's face turned pale as he flew backwards. In midair, Wang Yuhao felt a sweet sensation on his throat, "Puff!", he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.    

    

The Power of the True Dragon contained endless thunder, and it almost destroyed Wang Yuhao's body in an instant!    

    

The might of the ancient Power of the True Dragon was unimaginable!    

    

"Wow!"    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian was shocked. He only wanted to use the Ancient Power of the True Dragon to suppress Wang Yuhao and gain the upper hand. However, he didn't expect the Ancient Power of the True Dragon to give Ouyang Xiaotian a special surprise. With a single sword strike, Ouyang Xiaotian had completely crippled Wang Yuhao.    

    

At this moment, Wang Yuhao had his back against a giant boulder and was trying his best to straighten his body when he suddenly let out a cold laugh. His voice seemed to have come from hell and there was a chill in it, "Hehe, Ouyang Xiaotian, you stinking brat, you will soon know that you are dead for sure …"