Chapter 452: Chapter 452: The Might of Misty Sect’s Inner Sect Disciples, Sweeping Through the Proud Heavens
Not only was Qiao Jiaxi speechless, but Huo Yunjie, Shi Lei, and Long Tianxing also pursed their lips.
That group of unfamiliar young elites actually felt disgruntled because they were standing on high ground.
Were they expected to join in the excitement from a low vantage point, or perhaps to watch hidden underground?
“There’s no shortage of wonders in this great world!”
Shi Lei thus sighed.
“Should we go down?” Long Tianxing asked.
“We don’t even know who they are. They tell us to go down, and we just do it?” Huo Yunjie rolled his eyes.
They were merely standing in the distant sky to watch the fight when these strangers reprimanded them, feeling displeased in their hearts, they naturally didn’t want to go down now.
As a result, Huo Yunjie and his three companions continued to hover in the sky, ignoring the words of that young elite.
“Hey, you dare to ignore this young master’s words, it seems your skin is itching for a lesson!”
The young hero who spoke was also formidable, a strong practitioner in the first level of the Element Gathering Realm.
He raised his hand, and his vigorous True Yuan transformed into a stormy giant hand, reaching for the four in the air.
The young elites of the Royal Capital all snickered.
Most of them were haughty by nature, enjoying being watched and flattered, but the precondition was that the spectators had to be sitting on the ground, looking up admiringly, not perched above them, looking down from the sky.
That would truly annoy them.
Seeing that their peer had made a move, most onlookers folded their arms to enjoy the show.
The hundred-plus disciples of the Sword King Sect also began to size up Huo Yunjie and his company, their expressions changing rapidly.
“It’s them!”
Luo Hedong’s gaze sharpened.
When faced with danger in the Taiyue Mountain Range, it was Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, and Wang Ping’an who had lent him a hand.
Luo Hedong had also seen other disciples from the Misty Sect when he went there with Ji Wushuang, and since they had spoken with one another, they were acquainted.
“I didn’t expect to see them here,” the other disciples of the Sword King Sect also widened their eyes, filled with surprise in their pupils.
They didn’t know who Huo Yunjie and his companions were, but they recognized the unique style of their clothing.
It was the garb of the disciples from the Misty Sect!
“Let me handle this!”
High above, seeing the young elite from the Royal Capital make a move, Qiao Jiaxi stepped forward.
“Vitality Sword!”
Qiao Jiaxi clasped his hands together and brought them down from above, slicing through the air. A bright crimson energy blade “szzzt” slashed out, splitting the stormy giant hand in two and continuing its descent.
“What!”
The complexions of the young elites from the Royal Capital changed dramatically as they quickly dodged.
Boom!
The crimson energy blade struck the ground, leaving a trench that extended over a hundred meters and sent dust flying.
“Incredibly powerful!” the disciples of the Sword King Sect exclaimed.
“Oops, I used too much force,” Qiao Jiaxi withdrew his hand.
He looked at the numerous young elites from the Royal Capital who hadn’t dodged in time and were blown onto the ground by the force of the energy, and scratched his head apologetically.
“Such a powerful move, which sect or faction do you belong to, disciple?” The young hero from the Element Gathering Realm twitched the corner of his mouth and pointed at Qiao Jiaxi as he demanded.
“Misty Sect Inner Sect Disciple, Qiao Jiaxi.”
His booming voice echoed, shaking heaven and earth.
“So it truly is a brother from the Misty Sect, what a pleasure!” The Sword King Sect disciples showed happy faces, waving their arms in excitement.
The young elites from the Royal Capital, on the other hand, had their expressions change.
In recent days, the Mystique Kingdom was abuzz with tales of the Misty Sect. Although it was a mere One-Star Force, the very mention of Ye Feng made even those from the Three-Star Forces somewhat apprehensive.
“Quite a Misty Sect Inner Sect Disciple!”
A phoenix-eyed young man with a Cultivation Level at the peak of the third level of the Element Gathering Realm stepped forward leisurely, his white robe fluttering with the wind.
He was the leader of this group of young elites from the Royal Capital, Zhu Lei, who had a certain reputation among the young generation there.
“Brother Zhu Lei, as our leader, you must suppress the arrogance of Southern River Basin’s elites and earn some respect for us, the young elites of the Royal Capital.”
“Brother Zhu Lei, take them down!”
Seeing Zhu Lei step up, the young elites from the Royal Capital started cheering him on, lifting their spirits.
The arms-crossed Zhu Lei looked at Huo Yunjie and noticed his cultivation level was not much different from his own, sparking his combative spirit.
“You, do you dare to come down for a match?”
Zhu Lei pointed at Huo Yunjie and shouted.
“We were simply passing by and wanted to see what was happening, but since you’ve challenged us, I certainly won’t shy away,” Huo Yunjie clapped his hands in the empty air, using his Qi to push himself back and landed on an uninhabited area.
Clang!
He reached out his hand, catching the Cold Light Sword that flew to him of its own accord.
“Just a Lower Grade Spiritual Artifact, are you looking down on me?” Zhu Lei glanced at the Cold Light Sword and then at the second sword Huo Yunjie carried on his back.
Huo Yunjie slightly turned his head, looked at the Middle Grade Frost Sword on his back, and said, “I don’t need this sword to deal with you.”
“Arrogant!” Zhu Lei scoffed coldly.
Clang!
He pulled out the Middle Grade crimson longsword from behind, and instantly flames spread, wrapping Zhu Lei’s body in fire.
“It’s there, the Fiery Flame Sword Intent!”
The young elites of the Royal Capital cheered one after another.
Luo Hedong’s expression darkened as he loudly reminded, “Brother Huo, be careful, this person has realized Sword Intent, do not underestimate him, to be safe, use your other sword!”
“Don’t worry, Brother Luo, it’s fine,” Huo Yunjie shook his head.
He was well aware of his own strength.
Clang!
As Huo Yunjie swung his Lower Grade Cold Light Sword, his gaze suddenly turned cold and indifferent, like a man forlorn from heartache.
His aura became like frost, the temperature plummeting abruptly.
This was the Ruthless Sword Intent!
“So you’ve also realized Sword Intent!” Zhu Lei’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Is this the Frost Sword Intent?”
“No, this is the Ruthless Sword Intent!” Huo Yunjie gently waved the Cold Light Sword, “Come at me!”
“I want to see whether your Ruthless Sword Intent is powerful or if this young master’s Fiery Flame Sword Intent is superior.”
Zhu Lei’s footstep stomped down, his figure becoming elusive as he left behind a long trail of afterimages, making it difficult to capture his true position.
This was a Fourth Grade Body Technique.
Huo Yunjie’s expression remained unchanged, holding the sword in his right hand, and forming a seal with his left hand, behind him appeared a mountain and river painting, none other than the “Mystical Spirit Catalogue”.
Whoosh!
Dozens of water swords slashed out, like a sword array, sealing the space around Zhu Lei.
“Fiery Flame Sword Shield!”
Zhu Lei immediately stopped his footstep, forming a sword seal with his left hand, touching the blade, and pointing to the sky, the flames around him turned into a hemispherical shield, enveloping him.
Crackle!
The water swords collided with the Fiery Flame Sword Shield, incompatible as water and fire, immediately causing a shrill sound like meat being thrown into a boiling hot pot, accompanied by countless explosions.
“Suppress!”
Huo Yunjie waved the Cold Light Sword, and from the mountain and river painting behind him emerged dozens of vines covered with a water membrane, resisting the high temperatures produced by the Fiery Flame Sword Intent.
“Capture!”
The vines wrapped around the center tightly ensnaring Zhu Lei within the Fiery Flame Sword Shield.
“Has Brother Zhu fallen into disadvantage?”
“No, he’s defending!”
The Royal Capital’s young elites whispered among themselves.
In midair.
Huo Yunjie formed seals with his left hand, controlling the vines to tighten forcefully, pressing Zhu Lei’s Fiery Flame Sword Shield until it creaked.
Clang!
Huo Yunjie sheathed his sword, to the astonishment of the onlookers.
“Goodness, he’s so arrogant, thinking he can completely suppress Brother Zhu Lei with just this spell?”
“Watch, Brother Zhu Lei is about to shatter these vines.”
“Brother Zhu Lei, make your move quickly!”
The youths of the Royal Capital were full of expectations for Zhu Lei, shouting loudly, hoping for him to break free from the vine encirclement soon.
Boom!
As expected, a raging burst of flames exploded, ripping through all the vines and evaporating the water swords.
Zhu Lei’s body was bathed in flames, even his eyes burning with fire, his aura reaching its strongest state.
Clang!
But at this moment, Huo Yunjie had already started drawing his sword.
A dazzlingly brilliant sword light burst forth from the blade, seeming brighter than the sun in the sky, yet emanating a bone-chilling cold that stiffened those around, causing an involuntary shiver.
“Not good!”
Zhu Lei then realized that the previous vine attack was just a feint and that this move was the real show!
Upon the execution of the Sword Drawing Technique, Zhu Lei felt as if he was being targeted by a terrifying creature, his complexion suddenly turning grim.
Rip!
Huo Yunjie instantly drew the Cold Light Sword with just a fraction of his strength, but it was still incredibly formidable.
The sharp sword light instantly reached Zhu Lei, cleaving him along with his sword and sending him flying, to crash heavily to the ground.
Clang!
Huo Yunjie sheathed his sword and quietly stood in place.
This battle, the victor was clear.
