Stronger from Earth-Chapter 150: Peak Combat Power

Wang Xuan leaped into the air and slashed down with his saber. Gai Feixian attempted to deflect the heavy saber momentum as before, but upon contact, he was immediately forced to retreat.

"Ten Thousand Swords Flying Star!"

Gai Feixian pointed his sword to the sky, and countless sword gangs shot forth like ferocious flood dragons, pouncing toward Wang Xuan from all directions.

A gang qi shield rose up, but it was instantly torn apart. Although Wang Xuan's gang qi was deep, it couldn't match Gai Feixian's.

Countless sword gangs fell on the giant over three meters tall, desperately tearing at him like fierce beasts, trying to break through and strip away flesh.

A horribly grating noise arose as Wang Xuan sealed his seven apertures with gang qi, standing firm amid the tearing of countless sword gangs, unmoved.

The sword gangs dispersed, and Wang Xuan stood unharmed. Gai Feixian's techniques couldn't penetrate his defenses without close contact and sword strikes.

In close combat, however, Gai Feixian could only be suppressed by Wang Xuan's monstrous strength, an impasse that wasn't easy to break.

Gai Feixian raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, thinking his move would have some effect, yet Wang Xuan remained unscathed.

"If I don't use my true strength, I really can't do anything to you."

Gai Feixian shook his head, smeared blood on his sword, and suddenly the treasure sword flew out, agile as if held by an invisible hand, attacking Wang Xuan.

Controlling the Sword with Qi, Controlling the Sword with Divine Power, this was his thunderous means!

Gai Feixian drew another sword from his back and, unsheathing it, attacked Wang Xuan again, forming a pincer attack with both swords.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sparks flashed around Wang Xuan as his saber moved extremely fast, no longer heavy but nimble, swiftly fending off Gai Feixian's sword attacks.

The flying sword was swift! Constantly interfering, although its killing power was greatly reduced, its speed was twice as fast as when held by Gai Feixian, and Gai Feixian's frontal attacks were more fierce, each strike could slice his flesh.

This was the heritage of the Mountain Gate, divine weapons were abundant, and Wang Xuan's flesh couldn't compare to an immortal's weapon.

After a dozen breaths, Wang Xuan had numerous cuts from the flying sword, not deep but still painfully noticeable.

"Flying back and forth, how annoying!"

Wang Xuan was displeased with the flying sword, pressing his left hand and the Ten Thousand Jins Thunder Saber together, managing to grip the flying sword firmly, preventing it from flying away.

Meanwhile, taking advantage, Gai Feixian had already torn a long gash on Wang Xuan's back, with blood flowing profusely.

Wang Xuan was enraged; his blood was precious, not only containing the essence of Celestial Dew but also absorbing the Celestial Fate Source. His muscles writhed, and his formidable recovery quickly closed the wound within a few breaths.

He leapt high, covering a distance of several hundred meters, creating distance between him and Gai Feixian. Mid-air, he gripped the flying sword with both hands, pouring all his innate gang qi into it.

After refining a treasure, some of the original owner's imprint remains, and removing it without long effort is challenging. Violent actions like this could damage the treasure's core.

But Wang Xuan didn't care, draining his gang qi entirely, not enough, he summoned an accelerator to speed up some source power, quickly cultivating back his spent primordial true qi with the Mixed Element Martial Scripture.

A massive amount of innate gang qi poured into the flying sword, and within a few breaths, he forced the internal core to explode.

This wasn't a Celestial Treasure, so he gained nothing, only able to reclaim the true qi previously infused into it.

Gai Feixian caught up, but before he could react, he discovered his sword had been irreparably damaged to a state unusable by true qi.

Upon realization, he was beyond furious. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Wang Xuan tossed the now useless sword back to Gai Feixian, bursting into laughter, "Here, take it back!"

The sword had left numerous cuts on his body, leaving Wang Xuan inwardly fuming, but now he felt thoroughly satisfied.

"You bastard!"

Gai Feixian's aura surged, gathering sword gangs around him, forming a ten-meter-long flood dragon which circled mid-air before lunging at Wang Xuan to tear him apart.

He too achieved Unity of Man and Sword, transforming into a streak of light, thrusting towards Wang Xuan with unmatched power.

"Want to go big? I'll join you!"

Wang Xuan roared, and his aura darkened, full of demon nature, like a Demon God walking out of Hell.

Initiating the True Demon Realm, murderous intent surged in his mind, and his flesh, over three meters tall, swelled again, reaching a terrifying height of over four meters.

But soon it began compressing like forged steel, shrinking from over four meters back to two and a half meters.

His blood boiled, forming a layer of pitch-black and tight Divine Elephant Armor on his skin, followed by donning the Silk Taoist Robe gifted by his fourth senior sister.

At this moment, his physique was fifty percent stronger than before!

Pouring immense true qi into the Ten Thousand Jins Thunder Dragon in his hand, a blue thunder dragon roared out, entangling with the oncoming Sword Gang Jiao Dragon.

"Come!"

Wang Xuan's figure moved mysteriously, using his saber to block the Unity of Man and Sword Gai Feixian, slashing down with a single strike that sent Gai Feixian flying hundreds of meters, deeply embedding into the mountainside.

The unparalleled killing instinct saw endless flaws in Gai Feixian, and numerous plans to kill him surged in his mind, eventually settling on the one with the least cost.

"How is this possible!"

Gai Feixian emerged from the mountainside, astonished by Wang Xuan's combat power, which had suddenly surged two levels beyond before! Whether in strength, defense, speed, or battle capability.

Wang Xuan's deeply dark eyes seemed to predict Gai Feixian's every move; his killing instinct was without subtlety, brutally overwhelming yet efficient and formidable.

At this moment, the Wang Xuan before him was a completely different person, like a Great Demon of countless slaughters, fearless of death, seeing all life as mere chickens and ducks for slaughter.

"I grant you death! Accept your fate, insect!"

Wang Xuan's deep voice spread, his heart of slaughter casting aside everything, filled solely with techniques of death, devoid of hesitation or fear.

"A demon living for slaughter, I revel in it! I take pride in it!"

With manic laughter, Wang Xuan sped forward, slashing down! Numbing Gai Feixian's arm.

Each swing of his saber was overwhelming!

The second saber swipe cut across his neck with terrifying speed, forcing Gai Feixian to retract his thrust instantly to block, yet the strength shattered his sword.

Without a sword in hand, Gai Feixian could fiercely battle other Divine Treasure cultivators due to his formidable physique.

But facing Wang Xuan like a Demon God, with a terrifying physique stronger than the Peak of Divine Treasure! His slaughter intent and formidable perception made him unstoppable.

At this moment, he realized he had lost, continuing the battle would only lead to certain death!

He shouted abruptly, "Stop! I've lost!"

However, Wang Xuan paid no heed to Gai Feixian's surrender.

"Once slaughter begins, only death can end it!"

In his Demon Possession state, he sneered coldly, raising the Ten Thousand Jins Thunder Dragon Saber, slashing down forcefully!

Unstoppable! Indecisive!

Gai Feixian's eyes tore with rage! A disciple of Celestial Sword Mountain, a genius among sword cultivators with a boundless future!

Yet, nearly an entire Great Realm above, he faced death against Wang Xuan! How utterly absurd!

"Wang Xuan! I'll remember you!"

A jade pendant at Gai Feixian's waist shattered, enveloping him in brilliance and instantly teleporting him hundreds of miles away.

Boom!

Wang Xuan's full-force saber struck down, the saber gang exceeding ten meters split a fifty-meter-high peak directly in front of him.

The complete mountain was thus forcibly divided into two halves, leaving a two to three meters wide chasm in the middle, an utterly terrifying sight.