My beautiful CEO wife-Chapter 1528: The Bearing of the Evil God

"Good, good!" On the viewing stand, the Divine Monk Xuan Yin praised, "The Flying Swordsman’s sword in hand has been broken, but the sword in his heart has taken shape. From now on, his realm will greatly increase, and his combat strength will likely improve one or twofold!"

The Divine Monk Xuan Yin is a high monk within the Great Sound Buddha Sect. Such a figure holds high position and authority in the Martial Arts World, so when the crowd heard this, they were all shocked. Could this Flying Swordsman really deserve such a high assessment?

On the stage, other experts heard this and their pupils slightly contracted. When they looked at the Flying Swordsman, a trace of dread appeared in their eyes.

Copper Stick Long Tao, Tu Lanhua skilled in the embroidery needle, Sword King Han Jun, Fairy Yue You of the Dongling Sect... all turned their gaze to that platform.

At this moment, while they were dreading the Flying Swordsman, they also felt a bit curious. Could Xiao Leng still face the breakthrough Flying Swordsman with such ease?

The Flying Swordsman coldly stared at Xiao Zheng and said, "I really must thank you. If you hadn’t shattered the sword in my hand, perhaps it would have taken me many years to break through."

Xiao Zheng laughed, "Congratulations."

The Flying Swordsman’s eyes were cold, and he said, "Congratulating me is useless, because next, I will defeat you mercilessly and let you taste the flavor of despair!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zheng shook his head and said, "Your hostility is a bit too much, that’s not good."

Seeing how Xiao Zheng still seemed confident and calm, the Flying Swordsman’s eyes flashed with a hint of anger. He no longer spoke, and with a slight shake of his wrist, the sword formed by Gang Qi vanished instantly, reappearing in front of Xiao Zheng’s throat.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

The Divine Monk Xuan Yin, Tu Lanhua, Copper Stick Long Tao, and others all showed expressions of surprise.

Being experts, they could naturally discern the exquisite nature of this sword strike. This sword was so swift that it could no longer be simply described as fast; the speed seemed like teleportation, appearing suddenly in front of Xiao Zheng.

With such an incredibly fast sword, who could possibly dodge it? All martial arts are powerful beyond comparison, but they cannot stand against pure speed. Clearly, this sword had achieved the extreme in speed, freezing one’s courage.

"That person called Xiao Leng is done for." Everyone almost simultaneously had the same thought, feeling some regret that someone they considered a master would die just like that on the platform.

Yet, facing such a sword, Xiao Zheng just smiled, still appearing composed, and said, "It doesn’t seem so formidable, after all."

His voice, tinged with a casual and relaxed tone, floated through the air. Meanwhile, he had already made his move. With a thought, Gang Qi surged from within him, instantly forming a small shield in front of his throat.

Clang!

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the sword stabbed against the small shield, as if striking steel, and was unable to pierce through, stopped outside!

This scene was once again unexpected; everyone looked on, feeling at a loss for words to express their emotions.

Surprisingly, Xiao Leng had truly blocked the ghostly divine strike of the Flying Swordsman!

The Divine Monk Xuan Yin sighed, "This person is a true master. It’s astonishing."

Everyone was in awe.

It was surprising that the Divine Monk Xuan Yin also gave such a high evaluation of Xiao Leng. On this platform, it truly seemed like a showdown between dragons and tigers.

Copper Stick Long Tao and others focused intently on the platform, not daring to be careless. In this battle, no matter who won, the victor would become their opponent. Getting to understand the opponent a bit more at this moment was unquestionably a good thing.

The Flying Swordsman, also surprised, said, "You actually could block it!" But before Xiao Zheng could respond, the Flying Swordsman quickly sneered and said, "However, this is useless."

Hearing this, everyone was puzzled.

Did the Flying Swordsman have another card to play?

In their confusion, on the platform, the Flying Swordsman suddenly let out a long cry, and countless Gang Qi surged out from within him, boiling in the air, eventually all transforming into countless long swords identical to the one he had held before.

This scene looked incredibly frightening, with the long swords densely packed, filling the void, each one glinting with a cold, sharp light, like ferocious beasts ready to devour someone, exuding an astonishing power!

"My swords are all intangible swords!"

The Flying Swordsman declared loudly.

As his words fell.

Swoosh!

The countless long swords in the air emitted a sword hum and then shot toward Xiao Zheng. Their speed was extremely fast, covering every vital part of Xiao Zheng’s body in an instant.

The Divine Monk Xuan Yin, witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but be startled and thought to himself: "This Flying Swordsman is truly formidable! This scene already displays the magnificence of the Evil God’s battle against the Western Peak Martial Saint back in the day."

Thinking of the Evil God, the Divine Monk Xuan Yin’s eyes flashed with a cold light, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth as he mused, "The Evil God is already dead, why think of him, better to watch this battle."

With that, he focused his gaze.

Everyone else held their breath, watching the scene on the platform.

The vast Sealing Altar was filled with thousands of people, yet at this moment, apart from the sound of sword Qi howling, not a single person made a sound, the silence was eerie.

They couldn’t help it; this battle was truly astonishing!

Seeing the overwhelming sword Qi coming at him, Xiao Zheng shook his head and said, "All style, no substance. This display seems intimidating, but it’s utterly useless. Too many flaws!"

While commenting, a cold light suddenly flashed in Xiao Zheng’s eyes. He then surged forward abruptly, pointing a finger, and Gang Qi roared out, striking the Flying Swordsman.

The Flying Swordsman let out a miserable cry, his body being sent flying backward.

As he flew back, the numerous swords that filled the air seemed to lose control and became chaotic.

In an instant, what seemed like a flawless, unavoidable attack now had many flaws and gaps.

Xiao Zheng easily slipped through those flaws, reaching a safe place.

The sword Qi shot everywhere with immense power, carving deep sword marks on the ground.

But for Xiao Zheng, none of this mattered.

The Flying Swordsman’s face turned pale.

His body trembled involuntarily; he couldn’t understand and didn’t dare to believe why, after his breakthrough, he still lost?

Xiao Zheng said, "Your biggest flaw is yourself. Intangible swords? It’s not so easy to control them. Without a strong heart, it’s simply impossible."

The Flying Swordsman stood there dazedly, seemingly not hearing a word, his entire being appearing soulless.