The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 2093 - 2092: Battle for Victory (Part 2)

Long Fei saying he could break the formation in one breath was no empty boast.

Although this formation was extremely formidable, not only containing thunder, but also earthfire.

No way to ascend to heaven, no way to descend to earth.

Especially the thunder, which was a force of pure Yang among the Heaven and Earth Laws, contained power that could destroy everything.

The three thousand six hundred Thunder Summoning Woods simultaneously triggered thunder, their power akin to a Heavenly Tribulation.

For others, facing such a great formation, without heaven-defying magical weapons or a cultivation level a realm higher, no one would dare to break it easily.

But Long Fei was different. He had absorbed the Golden Energy from the Profound Origin Pure Gold on Jin Xiyao’s warship.

Currently, the Golden Body Technique from the Buddhist Sect had been perfected, making his whole body akin to Metal People.

This could create an effect like a lightning rod; no matter the intensity of the thunder and lightning, hitting him would all be channeled into the ground,

As soon as he entered the formation, thunder roared and flashes of electricity lit up, bolts of thunder and lightning like longswords madly slashed down at him.

The Kunlun Ancestor wielded his sword at the Formation Eye, controlling the formation.

The old man, out of anger, did not exchange any words with Long Fei and directly used the maximum power of this formation, drawing down three thousand six lines of electric light, fiercely slashing towards Long Fei.

The white electric light converged as if a sheet of white water engulfed Long Fei.

The light inside reached its peak, rendering the Kunlun Ancestor unable to open his eyes.

The underground fire within tens of thousands of meters was further drawn by these Thunder Summoning Woods.

The intense firelight seemed like a sea of fire engulfing Long Fei from below.

Laws fluctuated, space warped.

Above and below, there was no path to life.

He laughed complacently, "Brat, tell me, how will you break the formation?"

Before his voice had even fallen, he saw a longsword fiercely stabbed into the ground.

Sword Qi buzzed, violently trembling.

Yin Yang Nine Swords, Formation-Breaking Technique.

One sword breaking ten thousand formations, the Sword Qi tunneled underground, rampaging through the earth veins like a mad dragon.

The three thousand six hundred Thunderstruck Woods emitted a series of muffled thuds, directly shattered into pieces by this force.

The Formation-Breaking Technique relied on Sword Qi, breaking both the Formation Eye and nodes instantly.

A rumbling muffled sound, earth energy roiled.

The barrier space shattered, Long Fei and the Kunlun Ancestor simultaneously emerged.

The old man, less than a hundred meters from Long Fei, stared dumbfoundedly at this young man before him.

"You, you..."

He stammered, feeling as if he had seen a ghost.

Three thousand six hundred bolts of lightning, carrying the earth energy of tens of thousands of meters, couldn’t annihilate Long Fei.

Moreover, the formation was ingeniously laid out.

He had researched it for five thousand years; unexpectedly, it was broken by one sword, truly a loss of face, causing his beard to curl up.

"Senior, you lost!"

Long Fei smiled with his sword, with the arrogance of youth, "The Six Major Sects, you struck first, so I will be the first to visit Kunlun Mountain one day."

The corner of Kunlun Ancestor’s mouth twitched, not sensing any hint of jest from Long Fei.

He knew this child had truly emerged as a force, and at the Unity Realm Stage, there was no suppressing him.

Now, it was truly a case of losing the bait to catch the fish, provoking such a formidable enemy, Kunlun was in peril.

"I will be waiting for you to come to Kunlun!"

Blushing, he gave a muffled shout, left the battlefield with a flash, planning to perfect the Mountain-Defending Great Formation at Kunlun for when Long Fei arrives.

Ji Wanrong and her group breathed a sigh of relief, all bursting into joyous laughter.

The soldiers behind them immediately raised their morale, each one raised their arms and shouted, "Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"..."

On the city tower, the remaining elders from the Five Major Sects squinted their eyes.

Long Fei shouted towards them, "Ladies and gentlemen, I reiterate, anyone taking action now will be my enemy. One day, I will visit you, think carefully before deciding to battle me!"

"The brat is rampant!"

An old man on the city tower cursed as soon as he opened his mouth, temperament fiery, drawing his longsword, directly slashing fiercely at Long Fei.

Sword Qi split into two, carrying purple and green light.

Chu Feng watched with furrowed brows and said, "Ancestor of Mount Shu?"

"Indeed him!"

Murong Chong and Wang Jie nodded.

The sword used by this ancestor was the Mount Shu treasure, the Purple-Green Twin Swords.

This pair of swords required two people with a shared mind to fully utilize its great efficacy.

But this Ancestor of Mount Shu had a fortuitous encounter, able to transform into two people.

He appeared in the air with his sword, a person separating beside him, merging sword Qi, and with a swipe, it caused the void to tremble slightly under the sword Qi.

Purple-Green Twin Swords, one Yin and one Yang.

Yin Yang Sword Qi intersected, not only having sharpness, but also the devouring power of Yin Yang Sword Qi.

This sword encompassed the essence of Mount Shu Sword Technique, making it top-tier swordsmanship in this world.

The ground within ten thousand meters split into turtle-patterned cracks from the Sword Qi shock.

Sword Qi howling, Long Fei stood motionless beneath it.

Under the watchful eyes of both sides, he nonchalantly raised his longsword towards the void.

The sword beam flashed with a buzz, piercing fiercely into the vortex of Purple-Green Twin Sword Qi.

With a bang, the palm of the Ancestor of Mount Shu trembled violently.

The Purple-Green Dual Swords in his hands simultaneously quivered.

The buzz of the blade carried a certain technique, ultimately rebounding into his palm.

He exerted his strength to resist, a jolt caused his palm to crack with blood, almost flinging the swords out of his hand.

The Ancestor of Mount Shu landed unsteadily, stepping back three or four paces before standing firm.

Everyone watched in amazement, exclaiming in surprise, "Is this witchcraft?"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this young rascal using? It actually broke the Purple-Green Twin Swords?"

"His swordsmanship seems ordinary, what’s so special?"

"..."

Everyone couldn’t discern the method, wildly guessing, nearly suspecting the Ancestor of Mount Shu was colluding, staging an act with Long Fei.

Only Yaoji’s expression tightened, praising, "The Army Shattering Style of the Immortal Nine Swords, this lad has truly grasped its essence."

Feng Qinghong’s face tightened, saying, "I have a bad premonition."

Yaoji sighed lightly, "Could this be the will of Heaven?"

Below the city wall, the Ancestor of Mount Shu took a healing Pill, taking a while to heal the wound on his hand.

At his level, once the flesh was injured,

No matter how minor the wound, it was considered severe.

Long Fei smiled faintly towards him, "Mount Shu Sect, founded on swordsmanship. Yet the sword cultivators of the sect often rely on external objects rather than cultivating the root. Leading to higher cultivation and greater killing intent, contradicting the Daoist Sect’s principle of tranquility and inaction. Sword cultivators are fierce, lacking harmony, hence longevity is eluded, merely a side path!"

"How many years have you been enlightened, daring to point fingers at the Mount Shu Sect?" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

The Ancestor of Mount Shu was so angry his robe flared up.

Long Fei laughed, "Look at you, unable to control your killing intent with a few words. Such killing provokes karma, how will you withstand the future Nine Tribulations Thunder? Besides, attaining the Dao varies, only distinguished by talent and opportunity, not by age. Some are born with affinity for the Dao. Some live an entire life without acquiring a hint of Dao fruit."

The Ancestor of Mount Shu swallowed a breath of frustration, begrudgingly admitting Long Fei’s words bore truth.

But today, he wasn’t here to discuss Dao with Long Fei.

He raised the longsword in his hands, pointing at Long Fei with a light shout, "Enough talk, my Dao doesn’t require your guidance. I have one sword; if you can withstand it, I will leave here immediately."