The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron chapter-477-the-strongest-blow

Chapter 477: Chapter 477: The Strongest Blow

As Yang Xuanfeng moved backward, his expression was extremely serious. He immediately took out his golden long spear, holding it in his hand.

Vroom!

Once the long spear shook, a golden dragon shadow flew out, accompanied by the dragon chant, and headed straight for the purple phantom woman.

“What a divine weapon!” Many people praised. Yang Xuanfeng’s long spear was no ordinary weapon. He had not unleashed its true power in previous uses; it was not until now when Liu Wuyin’s strength exceeded Yang Xuanfeng’s expectations that he fully unleashed the power of the long spear.

Liu Wuyin’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, demonstrating the martial arts of the Purple Fairy once again. The purple phantom woman stretched out her hands in an attempt to suppress the golden dragon shadow.

Roar!!!

The golden dragon shadow roared; it may have been just a phantom, but it was nonetheless as proud as a True Dragon, how could it willingly be suppressed?

Amid the dragon chant, the golden dragon shadow courageously collided with the purple palm. Suddenly, golden and purple rays of light flew in all directions, temporarily blinding everyone’s eyes due to the intensity of the light.

Only a few decision-makers at the scene, with remarkable vision, were attentively watching the situation in the field.

When the light dissipated, Yang Xuanfeng clutched his long spear and stood pale at the edge of the square, just a few steps from falling out.

On the other hand, Liu Wuyin had disheveled hair and the purple phantom woman enveloping her whole body was dim without any light, seemingly hit by a major shock.

The outcome of this contest still did not reveal any victor, and it was hard to tell who had the upper hand.

Yang Xuanfeng and Liu Wuyin both acknowledged each other’s might, realizing that this fight would be exceptionally difficult.

“Worthy of being the Eldest Imperial Son of Qian Country, I admire you.” Liu Wuyin spoke, a trace of seriousness in her eyes.

Yang Xuanfeng was silent. As a member of the Qian royal family, he found it hard to accept that he could not easily defeat a woman of independent cultivation origin.

However, the stronger the opponent, the higher Yang Xuanfeng’s fighting spirit soared. He had great confidence in his own strength. Liu Wuyin indeed displayed astonishing strength, but Yang Xuanfeng still believed he could defeat her.

“You also surprised me.” Yang Xuanfeng spoke, clutching his long spear. Like a drawn arrow, he charged directly at Liu Wuyin.

One clean stab with the spear was aimed straight at Liu Wuyin; this stab had no definite target, it seemed as if it could strike any part of Liu Wuyin.

Liu Wuyin did not dare to be negligent, she hastily drew out a longsword from her Nine Palace Bag.

Clang!!!

The clash of metal echoed, the longsword accurately blocked Yang Xuanfeng’s spear.

The next moment, it was Liu Wuyin who took the offensive; her swordplay was like a sudden downpour, leaving Yang Xuanfeng only able to defend.

“Sure enough, it’s the legacy of the Purple Fairy, even the swordsmanship is so similar.” He Qiannian stated. Among those present, he was the most veteran and had a deeper understanding of past events.

Yang Xuanfeng was suppressed by Liu Wuyin, something no one had expected. However, the current situation did indeed reflect this; Yang Xuanfeng seemed unable to counter Liu Wuyin’s swordsmanship and could only passively defend.

In this way, Liu Wuyin completely had the upper hand and could do whatever she wanted. The situation was extremely unfavourable for Yang Xuanfeng.

The people of Qian Country all showed expressions of concern. Was Yang Xuanfeng going to be defeated by a woman of independent martial artist origin? If he were to truly lose, the previously high morale of Qian Country would be greatly impacted in an instant.

Many martial artists watching the fight also showed surprise. Before Liu Wuyin and Yang Xuanfeng clashed, they had expected Yang Xuanfeng to have the upper hand, even looking down on Liu Wuyin.

They did not expect Liu Wuyin’s offences to be a slap in the face to virtually everyone. She demonstrated with her strength that even if she was of independent cultivation origin, she could still be as strong as anyone else.

However, many independent martial artists reacted with excitement at Liu Wuyin’s performance. While Liu Wuyin was recognised as the adopted daughter of the Emperor of Yun Country, she did, after all, originate from an independent cultivation background. As such, these independent martial artists felt rather favorably towards her and when they saw Liu Wuyin dominating Yang Xuanfeng, who was of royal descent, they naturally became very excited.

However, such a favourable situation did not last long, as Yang Xuanfeng was not a mediocre character after all. He was not being oppressed, but was silently adjusting to Liu Wuyin’s swordsmanship.

Though he may not have comprehended much for the time being, at the very least, he could now handle it a bit more effectively.

Without any delay, Yang Xuanfeng seized the opportunity, finally discovering a gap in Liu Wuyin’s attacks. He lunged forward with his spear, simultaneously blasting away with his Vajra Palm, aiming straight for Liu Wuyin’s abdomen.

Liu Wuyin immediately retreated, simultaneously swinging her longsword to release a series of whistling purple sword auras that rushed towards Yang Xuanfeng with fierce momentum.

These sword auras were, naturally, incomparable to those unleashed by Chen Wu, but Yang Xuanfeng dared not take it lightly. As his long spear swung around, another golden dragon shadow appeared, blocking all of the sword auras.

“Splitting the Universe!” Yang Xuanfeng suddenly roared out. The long spear in his hand emitted an unprecedented brilliancy, as if something within the spear had awakened.

Yang Xuanfeng thrust out his spear. This attack seemed ordinary, but in Liu Wuyin’s eyes, it was terrifying to the extreme.

No way to hide, no way to block!

Like a golden beam tearing the sky apart, reminiscent of a dragon piercing the horizon, this spear condensed all of Yang Xuanfeng’s strength, coupled with the terrifying power contained in the spear itself.

When both combined, the power of this attack could tear apart even a Heavenly Origin realm, let alone being here.

The spear hadn’t yet arrived, but the terrifying aura had already caused Liu Wuyin’s entire body to ache as if countless fine needles were recklessly jabbing into her body.

This attack made Liu Wuyin feel a huge threat.

Liu Wuyin made a strange hand-sign with both hands. A peculiar purple pattern appeared between her eyebrows.

“Purple Mountain Seal!”

Liu Wuyin softly shouted. Immediately, a giant purple seal manifested, like a timeless mountain suppressing a demon beast. It headed towards Yang Xuanfeng’s attack.

The two of them went all out, putting all their power into the attacks. The outcome would be decided after these blows.

Boom!!!

The clash between the long spear and the Purple Mountain Seal was like the confrontation between Heaven and Earth, or the collision of water and fire.

Yang Xuanfeng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and was directly sent flying backward, while Liu Wuyin was even more miserable. She let out a miserable cry and tumbled out of the square.

Only when the sound of the long spear dropping to the ground echoed did the crowd react. It seemed the outcome had already been decided.

Yang Xuanfeng was kneeling on the ground, his aura weak, his face pale and blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth.

As for Liu Wuyin, she lay on the ground, her clothes torn and revealing large patches of snow-white skin. She had already fallen unconscious.