Chapter 1605: Chapter 1605: Why Would I Need a Sword to Kill You?

In the tense atmosphere, many people looked at Baili Xiao with a worried expression in their eyes.

In the Martial Arts world, Baili Xiao’s personality was deeply loved by the masses.

But that was just admiration, nothing more.

At the moment, Qingcheng Mountain and Ghost King Valley were united against their enemies, and there was also the Zhao Family lurking like a venomous snake. Who would dare to come forward and support Baili Xiao at this time?

That would be asking for death!

Baili Xiao was fearless, carefree, and unafraid of life and death.

Ye Xuan, seeing his majestic demeanor, couldn’t help but be startled in his heart: "This guy is quite righteous..."

Chen Yue and Huang Yan exchanged glances, both understanding each other’s intentions.

"Since you’re so arrogant, then..."

They were planning to deal with Baili Xiao first before saying more.

Yet the words were not finished.

"No need."

Ye Xuan’s strong and indifferent voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone was taken aback, turning their heads to look at Ye Xuan in confusion.

Chen Yue and Huang Yan also looked at Ye Xuan with interest, giving a cold smile: "What? Do you want to team up with Baili Xiao, two against two with us?"

If that were the case, they would be more than happy.

Because whether it was Chen Yue or Huang Yan, neither was inferior to Baili Xiao. With Ye Xuan injured, any one of them had confidence in taking down Ye Xuan.

In short, as long as Ye Xuan dared to fight, it was something to be happy about!

Baili Xiao’s expression changed: "Brother Ye Xuan..."

Ye Xuan waved his large hand, stopping Baili Xiao.

Then, he looked at Chen Yue and Huang Yan indifferently, a mocking curve on his lips: "Two against two? You think too highly of yourselves. To deal with you, there’s no need for Senior Baili to take action."

The two were stunned at those words.

Everyone else on the scene was also completely shocked upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

This guy... what does he mean?

Clang!

A muffled sound suddenly echoed through the air.

Looking closely, they realized it was the heavy longsword Ye Xuan was holding, fiercely embedded in the ground, half of its body exposed, with an astonishing Sword Qi, as if it wanted to soar into the sky.

And standing beside the Dragon Blood Sword, Ye Xuan’s expression gradually became solemn and cold.

He coldly gazed at Chen Yue and Huang Yan, his lips slightly parted, and his voice was like thunder, resonating in everyone’s ears, reaching their hearts, and shaking their souls.

"You two, I, alone, am enough!"

"This will determine both superiority and life and death."

"Ye Xuan, ready for battle!"

Like thunder in the ears!

Ye Xuan’s loud voice was like rolling thunder from high in the sky, resonating in everyone’s eardrums, shaking everyone’s heart.

Chen Yue, the Great Elder of Qingcheng Mountain.

Huang Yan, the Third Elder of Ghost King Valley.

These two were notable figures in the Martial Arts world, highly respected and dominant.

And now, Ye Xuan dared to utter such arrogant words facing these two?

What arrogance is this?

What wildness is this?

Even Baili Xiao, upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words, couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned, staring woodenly at Ye Xuan, his face full of shock and worry.

Brother Ye Xuan, you’re going too far with your bravado!

But Chen Yue and Huang Yan, once they recovered their senses, were greatly angered, feeling utterly ashamed.

Humiliation.

To them, it was a blatant humiliation!

"Ye Xuan, you shouldn’t be so arrogant!"

Chen Yue was so furious that he was red in the face, gritting his teeth as he glared at Ye Xuan and said, "A life and death duel, why would this old man need Zhao to team up with me? To kill you, I’m enough alone!"

With those words spoken.

Bam!

Chen Yue stomped the ground, a loud cracking sound resonating, and his thin figure instantly appeared on the field, stopping at a position less than twenty meters from Ye Xuan.

At this moment, a silver-white longsword appeared in his hand.

Ye Xuan glanced casually at Chen Yue, the mocking tone on his lips deepening: "The sword is a good one, but it’s a pity that it’s wasted in your hands."

"Arrogant boy, stop wasting words!" Chen Yue’s face was full of gloom and twisted anger: "Raise your sword to battle!"

"Raise my sword?" Ye Xuan looked down at the Dragon Blood Sword, then shook his head with a smile: "To kill you, I don’t need a sword."

Hiss!

In the crowd, there was a sudden sound of sharp gasps.

Ye Xuan is too arrogant!

And Chen Yue once again felt a heavy sense of humiliation, his face alternating between blue and red, and if he hadn’t lived a good part of his life and had a steady mind, just those words from Ye Xuan might have killed him with anger.

Arrogant boy, arrogant boy!

"Kill my people, shame this old man, Ye Xuan, this old man will tear you to pieces!"

Chen Yue, unable to bear it any longer, shouted angrily, and then without any delay, charged at Ye Xuan with his sharp sword.

A fierce wind rose abruptly, the Sword Qi was threatening!

The intense Sword Qi almost instantly enveloped Ye Xuan.

The murderous intent was resolute, others were shocked.

"Such strong Sword Qi!"

"Chen Yue really lives up to his name!"

"Such Sword Qi is not much inferior to the Sword God’s Sword Qi. Ye Xuan is already injured, and it’s likely difficult to survive against Chen Yue."

"Ye Xuan is dead."

"..."

Some exclaimed, some screamed, and some closed their eyes silently, as if not wanting to see the bloody scene of Ye Xuan being slain with one sword.

Everyone present today had some status in the Martial Arts world. How could they not see that Chen Yue, knowing Ye Xuan was not at his best, used his strongest killing move from the start?

Even if Ye Xuan had a sword, it would still be a hard battle, and likely a one-in-a-million chance of survival!

Only Ye Xuan himself, calm and unperturbed, looked at Chen Yue’s sweeping figure, with slight coldness and mockery in his dark eyes.

Ye Xuan simply closed his eyes.

"Have you given up?"

Seeing this, Chen Yue grinned coldly: "Even if you’ve given up, you still have to die!"

In a moment, Chen Yue had already arrived in front of Ye Xuan.

With absolute simplicity, he struck down without any flourish.

This strike almost exhausted all of Chen Yue’s strength, and even a master of equal strength could meet their fate if slightly careless.

Chen Yue seemed to already see the bloody scene of Ye Xuan being sliced in two by his sword.

But then.

Ye Xuan opened his eyes.

Not abrupt, yet it was.

Calm as a breeze, yet his Killing Aura soared to the sky.

Just with a look!

Chen Yue suddenly felt his heart race, a chill down his back, as if he was being stared at by a primordial beast, unbeknownst to himself, he had no chance of survival at all.

What was going on?

Before Chen Yue could understand.

Clang!

A clear sound suddenly rang in the air.

Immediately after, Chen Yue felt an unprecedented intense sense of stagnation.

Looking closely, he discovered that his supposedly deadly strike now lacked any Killing Aura, the tip of the sword was caught between two fingers, as if it had suddenly lost all its sharpness, becoming dull and lifeless.

No matter how hard Chen Yue tried, the sword couldn’t move even a fraction further!

"How... is it possible?"

Chen Yue’s pupils contracted, and he was utterly shocked.