Chapter 246 - 246 242 Can You Take My Sword Strike Seeking Monthly Tickets and Rewards

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246: Chapter 242: Can You Take My Sword Strike (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Rewards) 246: Chapter 242: Can You Take My Sword Strike (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Rewards) Ye Tian spoke each word slowly, as he turned and stepped forward, his gaze as cold as ancient ice. Boundless murderous intent surged, and his violent aura was released without reservation, escalating to an almost endless frenzy. Sato Sword was utterly terrified, feeling his spiritual energy stagnate and his soul tremble. At this moment, Ye Tian seemed like a Demon God. Ye Tian stood with his hands behind his back, arrogantly dominating heaven and earth. His eyes looked down upon all beings, regarding them as mere ants. He was like a supreme Divine King guarding the chaotic land, his aura overwhelming, stunning countless samurai armies who dared not move. In an instant, an invisible force calmed the previously tumultuous waves completely, unable to stir even the slightest ripple. The swiftly swimming fish halted, their eyes showing a look of worship towards the Emperor. At this moment, Ye Tian no longer had the scholarly and gentlemanly aura from before. He exuded unrivaled imperial dominance, and his endless violent aura surged continuously. His white clothes floated, and his black hair flew, his star-like eyes filled with coldness. Sato Sword felt a tremendous pressure, making it hard for him to even breathe, reminding him of a man, the Divine Martial Pavilion Master. Years ago, the Divine Martial Pavilion wasn’t as powerful as it is now. A family relied on evil techniques to capture Divine Martial Pavilion cultivators in Huaxia, as the shrines in r country mainly relied on cultivators to sacrifice to the Totem Evil Spirit for protection. During a grand celebration held by that family, Sato Sword’s disciple’s direct disciple was invited to attend. At the climax of the lively event, the Pavilion Master of the Divine Martial Pavilion arrived with towering waves, wearing a Purple Gold Dragon Mask. He held a wooden sword, his expression cold and unfeeling, his eyes nearly driving Sato Sword to despair. With one strike, Sato Sword could hardly believe a wooden sword could pierce through the family’s totem defenses and penetrate the entire venue. In that moment, the single strike seemed to unleash a thousand nuclear bombs, with an incomparably splendid radiance sweeping in all directions, leaving his vision a blank white. The pure Sword Light and immense power struck the ground, creating a massive pit thousands of feet wide, causing multiple islands to collapse. Beihai Port’s three-thousand-mile sea area fractured as well. “Boom.” With a great ring of cloud sweeping across hundreds of miles of sky. Numerous high-ranking officials and nobles of r country, disoriented and in disarray, finally lifted their heads and saw an astonishing scene. The family had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed in this world. However, the remnants of buildings on the ground confirmed the reality, an incredibly true event. “Killing one Divine Martial Pavilion cultivator, annihilating an entire family!!” “I” “Divine Martial Pavilion Master!!” “Remember my name, your eternal taboo!!” The calm voice seemed to come from the Nine Heavens above, representing the roar of thunder. Everyone present felt their eardrums thunder and their hearts surge. After that, Sato Sword retreated to the mountains, focusing on cultivation. It was that peerless sword strike, bearing the Sword Intent of all phenomena under heaven and earth, that took Sato Sword thirty years of study to develop his own technique, enabling him to easily kill Yamamoto Snake, ranked fifteenth on the Divine List. Now, this young man gave him the same feeling as that peerless man, how could he not be afraid? That man, he believed he couldn’t face even after a thousand years of cultivation. “You… you” Sato Sword pointed at Ye Tian, momentarily speechless, unable to shake the absurd thought from his mind. “Lord Sato, it seems this young man wants to fight you.” “I’ll support you from behind, go ahead without worry.” “In r country, I don’t think anyone can touch my people.” Zuo Yan recovered, smirking coldly as he took out the Black Fire Stick, addressing Sato Sword. “Yes sir, I will fulfill Lord Zuo Yan’s command.” “Kid, dying by my Sato Sword’s hand today is your honor.” “I am the Sword God of r country, hmph!!” Seeing the Black Fire Stick, Sato Sword instantly became arrogant again, raising his head towards Ye Tian. “That tree will be our battleground.” “Come on!!!” Sato Sword held his sword horizontally towards Ye Tian. With a light leap, like a dragonfly touching water, he lightly soared, landing on a tree thirty meters high in the blink of an eye. Sato Sword stood on the sword, resting on a single leaf, yet as steady as Mount Tai. He looked down at Ye Tian, his gaze cold. “Is that the legendary Sword God of r country, Sato Sword?” “Isn’t he over a hundred years old, and now he’s come out of seclusion.” “Can he still create miracles?” Xiao Hu swallowed hard, unable to face Sato Sword’s sharpness. The legend of the Sword God was well known in Huaxia. “I think he can.” Su Tong blurted out, causing everyone to fall silent, watching Ye Tian’s back. Su Ximeng found him increasingly familiar, a feeling of déjà vu. Ye Tian said nothing, waving his sleeve as a gentle breeze seemed to lift him. Suddenly, he shot up like an arrow, leaping tens of meters high like an eagle. He tapped lightly on the leaves, rising higher each time, quickly soaring into the clouds, almost disappearing. “This…” Everyone below gasped, Sato Sword’s rise was continuous and smooth, but Ye Tian’s ascent seemed like a legendary Qinggong from martial arts novels, clear and rhythmic. In the blink of an eye, everyone looked up to see both men standing on single leaves, as steady as mountains. Ye Tian and Sato Sword faced each other, two man’s widths apart. Sato Sword spoke first, leisurely, “From the day I, Sato Sword, began Sword Cultivation, it has been seventy-three years. Not only do I stand at the peak of r country’s Sword Dao, but also at the peak of r country’s Martial Arts World!” “In this world, I respect only one person, and he is, like you, a Huaxia person—the Divine Martial Pavilion Master!” “I believe you know his legend, and I hope one day to spar with the Pavilion Master.” “But now, for the honor of r country’s Martial Arts, I must ask you to be compliant.” “Dying by my Sato Sword, your name will become famous worldwide.” Sato Sword’s Mandarin was very fluent, barely discernible as a foreigner’s. This might be related to him traveling to Huaxia as a child, and as an adult, Sato Sword even came to Huaxia for training. Ye Tian stared at him, finally recalling that this was the elder he saw being revered like stars supporting the moon when he annihilated the family capturing Divine Martial Pavilion cultivators in r country years ago. So it’s him! Ye Tian revealed a faint smile, lightly saying, “I have a sword, do you think you can withstand it!” In the void, a white Divine Sword took form, simple and unadorned. (Fifty comments, ten thousand Book Coins for an extra chapter, any interested wealthy readers might want to try, but best not, it’s exhausting to manage the excitement, tough on control.)

Chapter 246 - 246 242 Can You Take My Sword Strike Seeking Monthly Tickets and Rewards

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