I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Xu Yan's face was solemn, the icy blade's aura brought intense pressure upon him.

Wu Yuan's strength was not weak and he used a secret technique, similar to burning life as killing intent, to stimulate the Divine Artifact of the Thousand Martial Hall. The power of this strike was no less than Huang Liang's blow in the past.

Moreover, with Wu Yuan's current state, to be able to stimulate the power of the Divine Artifact to this extent, he must have received the blessing of the strongest.

Boom!

At this moment, Xu Yan's divine essence circulated, and the clear sword stored within him trembled slightly, but he did not draw it out.

The sword in his hand was refined by Fang Hao, it was a top-level Spiritual Artifact.

Of course, the artifacts refined by Fang Hao's artifact refining technique were beyond comparison to any Spiritual Artifact in the Ling Domain.

However, the power of the Divine Artifact of the Thousand Martial Hall was fully stimulated by Wu Yuan using his entire cultivation base, also accompanied by the blessing of the strongest.

The sword in his hand would remain undamaged even against the power of the Divine Artifact but blocking this strike with only the sword was impossible.

Xu Yan's countenance was grave, but he did not retreat at all.

Just because he couldn't block it with a single sword didn't mean he had no way to block it at all!

Boom!

At this moment, the great swords plugged around the ring rose into the air and lined up in front of Xu Yan. Behind Xu Yan, countless points of sword light also emerged.

Zing!

At this moment, the martial artists watching the battle suddenly found that they couldn't control their swords.

"My sword!"

Cries of shock emanated from the crowd.

Seeing the cold light flying and swords bursting out, arranging themselves around Xu Yan.

At this moment, Wu Yuan's momentum also reached its peak.

His entire body began to wither, his Divine Soul, essence and blood, and his entire cultivation base poured into his cold, killing intent sword at this moment.

"Xu Yan, die!" he cried.

His withered body seemed to ride the sword and yet also seemed to be driven by the sword.

An icy blade light burst forth from the gates of the Thousand Martial Hall, traversing the sky, and the icy killing intent was so chilling that even those far away felt as though they were falling into an ice cave.

From the gate of the Thousand Martial Hall to the position where Xu Yan stood, the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth seemed to be frozen by the icy blade light, and a cold blade light path appeared in mid-air.

Boom!

At the end of the attack, the Divine Artifact's cold sword even had the Great Power of Heaven and Earth poured into it, and the icy blade light turned azure blue.

In the eyes of the martial artists, it seemed as if they saw a few hundred feet tall azure sword, in a blink of an eye, slashing towards a shadow figure in mid-air!

Whoosh!

Sword light surged in mid-air, like thousands of swords being unsheathed at once, bursting forth.

In front and all around Xu Yan, countless swords formed into a storm, surging towards the azure blade light.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

However, one sword after another shattered continuously. The azure blade light still came slashing, as if it was impossible to resist the power of this strike.

Tian Ji's heart clenched, quietly cursing the Thousand Martial Hall for its shamelessness.

It also reminded him that the All Ages Alliance needed to make more preparations for the decisive battle of the young heroes. If the Thousand Martial Hall had such means, the other Transcendent Spirit Sects would not be far behind.

The Spirit Sect was absolutely unwilling to lose this battle, and so they would undoubtedly use every method at their disposal!

Yarong was staring intently at Xu Yan, could he withstand this strike?

Had he kept his trump cards hidden as well?

Otherwise, where did he get the confidence to challenge the Thousand Martial Hall?

"Block it!" Cui Huayu uttered nervously in her heart.

The storm of swords constantly bombarded, continuously attacking the azure blade light. Even the large trees were pulled out and turned into long swords.

It seemed as if the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth had also turned into sword light, constantly washing over the azure blade light.

However, although the azure blade light slowed down and even dimmed slightly, it still headed towards Xu Yan. Even if he retreated, he couldn't avoid it.

This strike had already locked onto his aura. There was no retreating, no evasion!

Of course, that was what other people thought. For Xu Yan, if he wanted to avoid this strike, he could do it!

However, although Xu Yan was not reckless, he was not the kind of person who was timid and retreated at the slightest danger.

Despite the power of the Divine Artifact being so strong, it was not impossible to resist!

The previously violent storm of swords suddenly became weak, resembling a rolling stream. The azure blade light slashing through the stream of swords got somewhat trapped, and its power was continuously weakened.

Xu Yan made one strike after another, and the gentle breeze turned into a viscous liquid. The "Mountain and River Sword Intent" held thousands of strikes, constantly weakening the azure blade light.

"Did he block it without a single scratch?"

Cui Huayu was shocked.

"What kind of Sword Dao is this? It's a bit unusual to be able to weaken the power of the Cold Sword to such an extreme extent."

Cui Huayu pondered in amazement.

"Not good, this Cold Sword, there's another attack hidden in it!"

Suddenly, Cui Huayu's face changed.

In the battlefield, the situation shifted drastically.

The azure light that had originally been weakening and the freezing aura, both fading, suddenly exploded with blinding light.

It seemed like the real lethal strike had just been unleashed.

Boom!

The storm of swords collapsed, and what felt like a liquid stream was cut open. The gentle breeze was also slashed apart.

The blade light had slashed towards Xu Yan!

Although the power of this blade had been weakened, all of Xu Yan's Defensive Sword Dao had been smashed apart.

The martial artists stared with wide eyes, a single thought crossed their minds: Xu Yan, danger!

Xu Yan, the one who made history, was about to die under this blade!

Many sighed in their hearts, provoking the Transcendent Spirit Sect, no matter how talented, is ultimately doomed to die!