The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 239 Who is the real number one in the world? !
The best sword in Huashan!
As the sword fell, a three-meter-high mountain rose up.

Zhang Sanfeng was suppressed underneath and disappeared without a trace.

However, soon, the mountain began to shake violently, as if the person being suppressed below was not a human being, but a monster with unparalleled power; a naughty monkey that was about to be suppressed by Tathagata Buddha under the Five Finger Mountain.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The vibrations became stronger and stronger each time. By the third time, the entire three-meter-high hill began to shake.

Xu Xingchen, who landed on the top of the mountain, hesitated for a moment and did not insert the Dragon Slaying Sword into the mountain to reinforce it.

After all, this is just a competition, not a life-and-death battle!
The next moment, his expression changed slightly, and his body leaped up like lightning and landed on the ground several feet away.

Rumble!
It was as if dozens of kilograms of explosives were buried in the three-meter-high hill. There was a loud bang and it exploded.

Countless pieces of soil rushed up into the sky, like a spectacular yellow waterfall.

Countless stones of different sizes flew in all directions, making crackling sounds all around.

A majestic and tall figure was looming inside, with a thick arm raised high and the palm clenched into a fist in mid-air.

Xu Xingchen's eyes lit up, and he thought, "He actually overturned this hill with brute force alone. It seems that Master Zhang held back in the previous battle."

Retracting his arm, the majestic figure in the yellow waterfall strode out, one step, two steps, three steps. When the fourth step fell, the figure became blurred.

Then, a faint shadow appeared in front of Xu Xingchen, leaving a long blank trace in the air.

Zhang Sanfeng's hair and beard were flying, his eyes were shining with a sharp light, and he laughed loudly, "This kind of battle is meaningful. Come on, continue!"

After saying that, he threw a punch and the air exploded. This time the attack was more fierce and violent, and the power was stronger, bigger and more concentrated than before.

Xu Xingchen dodged the opponent's attack with a flash of light, and came behind him. The Dragon Slaying Sword turned into a sharp sword light and stabbed forward like lightning.

Zhang Sanfeng quickly ducked and turned around to avoid the sword light, and punched Xu Xingchen in the chest from bottom to top.

Xu Xingchen moved with the sword, circling in the air, and the sword light fell from high above again, with as much momentum as a mountain.

The two men moved quickly, fought quickly, and dodged quickly. As a result, Xu Xingchen was careless and was knocked away by Zhang Sanfeng's punch.

Bang!Bang!
Although he was protected by the Yuanci magic ring, he still crashed into two large trees and once again crashed into the mountain wall, splashing countless pieces of debris.

"Ahahahaha"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed wildly and swung his fists left and right. Wood chips flew everywhere and three big trees broke in the middle.

Then he turned around and kicked three times in a row.

The three big trees turned around, using their broken trunks as arrow tips and their sparse treetops as arrow feathers, and shot towards a pit on the mountain wall several feet away.

It was as if three big trees were shot by the powerful crossbows defending the city. As soon as they fell into the dusty pit, they were fixed in the air.

A sword light shot up into the sky, carrying with it the will and edge of all those who had practiced swordsmanship over the past thousands of years, carrying a chilling chill that frightened the six Wudang heroes who were watching the battle from afar, and carrying an invincible momentum that even froze Zhang Sanfeng who was in a state of frenzy. It tore the three big trees into pieces, and flew across several feet of void, passing by Zhang Sanfeng.

It is as fast as thunder and lightning, catching people off guard.

Swish~~!

It was as if a few sparks flew, followed by the sound of tough flesh being torn apart, and bright red blood splashing in the air.

The sharp and invincible sword light flashed, and Xu Xingchen's figure appeared several feet away. He turned around and swung his sword, his eyes gleaming like lightning, and shouted loudly: "Master Zhang, come and fight!"

Xu Xingchen's aura surged, and a faint white light appeared on the Dragon Slaying Sword, emitting a shockingly sharp and cold light.

A strong fighting spirit was aroused in his heart, and he wanted to have a good fight with the world's best master.

Zhang Sanfeng tilted his head and glanced at his shoulder, where there was a bloody wound the length of a palm, which was gradually closing. The surrounding skin was splattered with blood, leaving a few red tortoise-shell marks.

"Sword light, what a long-lost power!" A trace of nostalgia flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face: "This is exactly what it means to fight like this!"

In the mountains and forests, under the moonlight.

A man with a strong and sturdy body, his bones and muscles were as strong as a tortoise shell.

A man was surrounded by black and white magic rings and held an incredibly sharp sword in his hand.

There was a fierce divine light in the eyes of the two men. The next moment, their figures flashed and they fought again.

This fierce battle was different from the previous ones where everyone was polite and yielding to each other.

This time, the fierce battle was an extremely intense confrontation from the very beginning.

Bang bang bang bang bang.
Zhang Sanfeng, his iron fist explodes the air, and the strong wind stirs up a violent tide; his big hand with a palm-leaf fan is like a millstone, and the pushing, pulling and slapping are like thunder.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Xu Xingchen, the sword light is like wind, shadow and lightning, exquisite and unparalleled. Occasionally, a flash of white light is seen, that is when all things are separated.

The two men's fiercely fighting figures tumbled and moved quickly in the mountains and forests.

Everywhere you go.
Big trees were blown into several pieces one after another, and then exploded into flying wood fibers, dancing wildly with green leaves between heaven and earth.

Rocks of varying sizes either shattered or turned into stone dust, splashing everywhere, making crackling noises. Large clumps of weeds on the ground flew up, joining the storm of dancing green leaves and wood fibers.

In this man-made storm, two figures appeared and disappeared, sometimes blurry, sometimes clear.

The sound of energy exploding is continuous.

The six Wudang heroes in the distance clenched their fists and were extremely nervous, but they kept their eyes fixed on the scene, their hearts pounding.

On the battlefield.
As the sword flashed, a bloody wound appeared on Zhang Sanfeng's body. Blood splattered in the air and was quickly dispersed into nothingness by the surging energy around him.

The fist suddenly hit him, and Xu Xingchen would be thrown backwards, breaking trees and colliding heavily with rocks.

Sometimes, a sword light fell, the ground shook and cracked, rocks and soil rushed into the sky, suppressing Zhang Sanfeng's figure under the three-meter mountain peak.

After a moment, Zhang Sanfeng will blow up the three-meter mountain with his fist and escape from the rocks flying around.

Then, another black and white sword light danced in the air, and then pierced into the ground. The ground collapsed and soared again, forming a small hill about ten feet in size with Xu Xingchen as the center. Heavy pressure then descended, covering an area of three feet in radius.

Zhang Sanfeng's body froze and his feet sank deeply into the ground, but he managed to carry the tremendous weight on his shoulders and back, moved step by step to the front of the hill, and smashed it with one punch.

Xu Xingchen then used the flame energy to perform the "Huashan First Sword", but was pushed back by Zhang Sanfeng's palms, the flames rolled back, and the sword's force instantly collapsed.

Even using the icy qi to perform the "Huashan Number One Sword" was no match for Zhang Sanfeng.

The tortoise shell totem-shaped muscle texture on Zhang Sanfeng's body was not at all what he said, some fancy and useless thing, but a good thing that could really bring him powerful strength and amazing defense.

The muscles with tortoise shell texture increased Zhang Sanfeng's physical strength to an extremely terrifying level; the strength of his defense was not inferior to Xu Xingchen's double magnetic ring.

If it weren't for the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand that could cut gold and jade, if it weren't for the indestructible sword light, if it weren't for Xu Xingchen, a peerless martial arts master who was also invincible in the world...
Only when these three are combined can one barely fight against Zhang Sanfeng in his "Xuanwu Transformation" form.

If it were any other top master, even if he met the first two conditions, he would not be able to hurt Zhang Sanfeng at all.

Even if the two Xuanming Elders fought against Zhang Sanfeng in this form, they would probably be torn to pieces by Zhang Sanfeng's strong and powerful hands in just a few moves.

After several attempts, Xu Xingchen had clearly determined one thing: the Xuanming Qi of the two Xuanming Elders could not affect Zhang Sanfeng's body at all.

While Xu Xingchen was amazed at the unparalleled strength of Zhang Sanfeng's body, he frequently used his martial arts skills in an attempt to overwhelm his opponent.

But no matter whether it is "The First Sword of Mount Hua", "The Weight of Mount Tai", or "The Lightness of All Things" integrated with the sword light, they can only cause limited impact. At most, they can add some insignificant scars to Zhang Sanfeng's body, and it can't play any other role.

Of course, Zhang Sanfeng had no way to defeat Xu Xingchen and could only suppress him to a limited extent.

Putting aside Xu Xingchen's three martial arts divine forms with different effects, just a double magnetic ring can weaken most of Zhang Sanfeng's attack power.

Xu Xingchen was knocked flying by Zhang Sanfeng's fists and palms several times, but he was still safe and sound. This was the effect of the double magnetic ring.

In terms of destroying the dual magnetic ring, Zhang Sanfeng's force impact seemed to be inferior to the freezing properties of the Xuanming Qi.

Due to frequent use of the martial arts divine form, Xu Xingchen's true energy still felt a little insufficient even though it recovered quickly.

Zhang Sanfeng saw this and shouted, "My friend, we have had enough fun fighting today, let's stop!"

"Okay!" Xu Xingchen agreed without hesitation.

Both of them are peerless masters who are unique in this world. They sensed each other's energy and stopped without hesitation.

When the smoke and dust storm dissipated, Zhang Sanfeng's body had returned to normal, and the tortoise shell patterns on his body that looked like mysterious totems had all disappeared.

Xu Xingchen also put away the magnetic ring around him. His clothes were a little tattered and his hair was a little messy.

The six Wudang heroes who were watching the battle from a distance immediately leaped over when they saw the battle was over.

When he got closer, Song Yuanqiao took off his outer robe and put it on his master.

When the robe covered Zhang Sanfeng's body, Xu Xingchen glanced at the wounds caused by his Dragon Slaying Sword and sword light, and found that most of them had healed, or even half healed, and the rest were no longer bleeding.

He couldn't help but be secretly surprised again: "What an amazing healing ability, even more amazing than the healing effect of the Nine Yang Magic Skill"

After calming down, Xu Xingchen bowed respectfully again and said, "Thank you for showing me the path after the martial arts god phase. I am very grateful!"

Zhang Sanfeng, wearing a somewhat ill-fitting Taoist robe, said with a smile: "I am very happy to be able to help you and to have a fight with you!"

After a few pleasantries, the six heroes of Wudang Sect and Zhang Sanfeng once again invited Xu Xingchen to visit Wudang Mountain in front. However, Xu Xingchen declined their invitation on the grounds that "my wish for this trip has been fulfilled, and I have important things to deal with next."

In fact, it wasn’t that Xu Xingchen didn’t want to be the guest, but the feeling of anxiety in his heart became clearer and more obvious.

He had a feeling that he didn't have much time left in this world, so how could he be willing to be a guest?!
After a while, Xu Xingchen said goodbye to Zhang Sanfeng and others, turned around and disappeared into the depths of the forest.

Looking at Xu Xingchen's receding back, Song Yuanqiao sighed: "This Mr. Xu, even if he is not the leader of the Ming Cult, his actions are still unpredictable. I don't know where he is going to travel and why he left in such a hurry."

Zhang Sanfeng said: "My friend, the dragon is invisible from head to tail, and its actions have their own rules. We don't need to speculate too much!"

"Yes, master!"

The six Wudang heroes responded in unison.

Then, someone else couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Master, who is more powerful between you and Master Xu?"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and laughed: "Each has its merits, each has its merits."

When the six Wudang heroes heard this, they immediately understood what was going on.
(End of this chapter)