Chapter 1083: Chapter 331: How Could Your Broken Sword Possibly Shatter My Azure Flood Dragon Scale Armor?

Nangong Ye’s face changed drastically, his Spiritual Sense frantically scanning all around, but unable to capture Zhou Qing’s whereabouts.

"Where?!"

In the next moment, Zhou Qing’s figure appeared directly above his head, the Tetanus Sword carrying a mighty thunder, fiercely slicing down!

"Boom!"

The sword light fell like celestial thunder, Nangong Ye hurriedly raised his arm to block, the Azure Dragon Scale Armor exploded with dazzling azure light, fiercely colliding with the thunder!

"Crack!"

The scale armor finally couldn’t withstand it, surfacing with fine cracks.

Nangong Ye’s expression changed dramatically, frantically channeling Spiritual Power to repair the armor, but Zhou Qing’s Sword Momentum did not diminish in the slightest, the lightning poured down like a tidal wave!

"Break!"

Zhou Qing coldly shouted, the sword edge pressing down fiercely!

"Bang!"

The Azure Dragon Scale Armor completely shattered, Nangong Ye’s right arm was severed with one sword, blood splattering!

"Ah—!"

He let out a miserable scream, his figure violently retreated, fear finally surfaced in his eyes.

"Impossible! A rusty broken sword, how could it break my Azure Dragon Scale Armor?!"

Zhou Qing did not answer, he just stood holding the sword, the lightning on the sword edge still blazing. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The place where Nangong Ye’s arm was severed bled profusely, but he grimly smiled, with only his left hand suddenly pressing on his chest, spraying a mouthful of Essence Blood!

"Young one, I admit I was careless, but do you think this is over?"

His voice was hoarse like a demon, the Spiritual Power around his body suddenly boiling, actually condensing into a bloody rune in the void!

"Realm · Blood Sea and Corpses Mountain!"

"Boom—"

In an instant, heaven and earth changed color!

Zhou Qing only felt the scenery before him suddenly distort, no longer in a sea of clouds on a Flying Ship, but in an endless blood sea!

Blood waves surged, corpses floated, each drop of blood water contained terrifying corrosive power.

Even more terrifying, countless hideous corpse ghosts crawled out of the blood sea, screaming as they lunged at Zhou Qing!

"In my realm, you can’t even mobilize Spiritual Power!"

Nangong Ye’s manic laughter echoed in the blood sea, his figure merged with the blood sea, as if he had transformed into the will of this world!

Zhou Qing tried to operate Spiritual Power, only to find his spiritual veins seeming frozen, even the lightning on the Tetanus Sword dimmed somewhat!

But—

Zhou Qing slowly closed his eyes, his lips curving into a strange arc.

Had he not been above the Imperial City’s Inner City, watched by countless people below, leaving him unable to use and reveal many of his means...

After all, right now he was Mr. Ji, not Zhou Qing of the Taiqing Sect!

Otherwise, could this trivial Nangong Ye prance around him for so long?

But, this was actually good, this kind of realm filled with extreme killing intent was the perfect nourishment for the growth of his realm.

Just like when Second Uncle held those scandals, forcing those from the Vast Mansion to attack him without reservation, perfecting his realm.

At this moment, golden ripples quietly expanded from Zhou Qing’s body, silently permeating into the bloody realm before his eyes.

Like a fine spider web, bit by bit interpreting, merging, breaking down...

Nangong Ye’s one arm was faintly visible in the blood sea, grimly laughing: "Even if your sword is sharp, can it cut through this boundless blood sea?!"

Zhou Qing remained calm, and just as those corpse ghosts were about to touch him, he suddenly opened his eyes!

"Break!"

The word fell, like a decree from heaven!

"Buzz—"

A golden ripple spread out from Zhou Qing’s body, wherever it passed, the blood sea surged like boiling water, the corpse ghosts howled in pain, turning into ashes!

"What?!"

Nangong Ye’s manic laughter abruptly stopped, his eyes filled with shock.

"This ends here!" Zhou Qing’s gaze was like lightning, the Tetanus Sword in his hand blazing with thunder.

With one swing, the lightning was like a dragon, instantly piercing through Nangong Ye’s chest!

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered, Nangong Ye’s flesh was disintegrating inch by inch in the lightning.

"No—!"

He let out an unwilling roar, his Primordial Spirit rushed out from the broken flesh, turning into a streak of blood light trying to escape.

Zhou Qing was already prepared, his left hand grasped, forming a lightning net instantly, firmly imprisoning Nangong Ye’s Primordial Spirit.

"Trying to escape?"

He sneered, putting the Primordial Spirit into a Jade Talisman, then flashed back onto the Flying Ship.

"Go!"

Luo Lingling saw this, her face delighted, had long activated the Flying Ship, transforming into a stream of light rushing to the distance.

Below, countless cultivators watching were dumbfounded.

"The elder of the Nangong Family... lost?"

"Who is that person? Can actually break the realm with one sword, slaying a Divinity Transformation Perfection?!"

"Yes, I’ve never seen it either, a Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection battle ending so swiftly, almost a crushing defeat."

"This Nangong Family is once again humiliated, they will likely become the laughingstock of the other dozens of families now."

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