Chapter 1317: Chapter 703: _2

Wei Yushuang glared angrily, knowing that Su Jie was difficult to provoke, at least of Purple Mansion Cultivation, but since she appeared here, there was absolutely no reason to back down.

Dragon Suppressing Heavenly Net Divine Scripture!

The absolute technique of the Da Li Royal Family was put to use, Wei Yushuang’s whole aura surged, her golden shock wave was akin to a Saiyan transformation, her body bursting with a layer of golden flames, even her hair dyed golden yellow, resembling pure gold, dazzling as it was.

This cultivation technique, practiced with the Dragon Vein and Imperial Dynasty Fortune, is the most domineering, especially when used by a prodigy like Wei Yushuang. Relying on the Dragon Suppressing Heavenly Net Divine Scripture’s dominance, along with the top-grade Spirit Treasure Mystic Dragon Heavy Sword in her hand, even a cultivator of Purple Mansion Middle Stage, Wei Yushuang feels capable of clashing.

Eyes full of fury were fixed steadily on Su Jie, Wei Yushuang slightly bent her knees.

In the next moment, the ground within a radius of a kilometer roared, the earth cracked into spiderweb-like crevices, countless soil and rubble shook into the air.

Wei Yushuang herself transformed into a streak of gold, charging straight at Su Jie, with the Mystic Dragon Heavy Sword in her hand cleaving the night, emitting waves of dragon roars, heading down toward Su Jie.

Su Jie’s footsteps shifted slightly, the Mystic Dragon Heavy Sword, this top-grade Spirit Treasure, narrowly missed, falling beside Su Jie, merely ruffling the corner of his robe.

Wei Yushuang’s eyes widened slightly, but the Mystic Dragon Heavy Sword in her hand paused not a bit, the golden Sword Qi like a twisting, roaring Giant Dragon, winding and roaring in the dark night, every move aiming at Su Jie.

Facing such attacks, Su Jie walked leisurely, each time avoiding the seemingly indestructible traces of Sword Qi with minute differences.

Wei Yushuang did not follow the Flying Sword Technique, holding the Mystic Dragon Heavy Sword, she exhibited her sword skills with her own strength and Spiritual Power, her Sword Dao domineering and formidable, like a fallen Heavenly Dragon, an Azure Dragon rising from the abyss, it’s a grandiose, overwhelming power approach.

"Foreign Evil Cultivator, if you have the ability, face me directly."

Wei Yushuang was infuriated by Su Jie’s attitude, her anger utterly uncontrollable.

"Your swordsmanship is interesting, you’ve piqued my interest, I’ll play along."

Su Jie once again narrowly avoided the Sword Qi, the spreading Sword Qi cleaving a canyon of several thousand meters, terrifying beyond measure.

With a flick of his toe, he casually picked up a broken sword from the ground.

This broken sword was just an ordinary Magic Artifact, moreover, it was fractured, covered with cracks.

"Sorry, this is already the weakest weapon on the battlefield, but against your challenge, I believe it suffices plenty."

Su Jie wore a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, compared to the furiously enraged Wei Yushuang, his gaze remained calm with not a hint of emotional fluctuation.

"You, have some limit when you look down on people."

Witnessing this scene, Wei Yushuang exploded completely, swinging the Mystic Dragon Heavy Sword in her hand, leaping high, her figure seemingly fused with the Dragon Shadow Sword Qi, fiercely slashing down toward Su Jie.

Yet this charged strike landed in vain, where the Dragon Shadow Sword Qi fell, Su Jie’s figure was long gone.

Where did he go?

Just as Wei Yushuang pondered this, a sharp Sword Qi came from behind.

Boom!

Wei Yushuang hurriedly turned and set her sword, colliding with Su Jie’s stabbing broken sword, producing a crisp clash sound.

Impossible!

Wei Yushuang saw the intact broken sword, covered with a layer of Spiritual Power, seemingly thin, yet infinitely heavy and condensed, actually withstanding the strike of the top-grade Spirit Treasure Mystic Dragon Heavy Sword.

A Magic Artifact level broken sword colliding with a Spirit Treasure Mystic Dragon Heavy Sword and remaining unscathed, such a scene was beyond Wei Yushuang’s comprehension.

Not yet recovered, Su Jie stepped and disappeared, reappearing at Wei Yushuang’s side, the broken sword taking a bizarre angle, piercing toward Wei Yushuang’s heart.

Wei Yushuang’s expression changed slightly, wielding her sword to clash against the broken sword.

But a bizarre scene unfolded, compared to Wei Yushuang’s floundering defenses, Su Jie on the battlefield seemed walking leisurely, each time disappearing from Wei Yushuang’s sight, appearing at an unperceivable position to Wei Yushuang.

"Damn it, what swordsmanship is this."

Wei Yushuang grew increasingly struggled to fend off, Su Jie’s seemingly effortlessly casual sword moves pressed her to the limit, she exerted her utmost but still couldn’t see the end of Su Jie’s prowess, a fathomless depth.

Meanwhile, Ning Xinyue shaded her eyes, watching Su Jie and Wei Yushuang’s battle, she gained a more accurate understanding of Su Jie’s strength.

"Hmph, as expected from someone I’ve taken a liking to."

Ning Xinyue’s eyes sparkled with delight, as if she were the one toying with Wei Yushuang.

As a man who has fought alongside Su Jie many times, Ning Xinyue knew that Su Jie’s greatest strength was not his swordsmanship. At most, he just toyed around with a flying sword; his real prowess lay in his hand-to-hand combat skills.

And now, Su Jie was suppressing Wei Yushuang, a Purple Mansion strongman, using only a rarely-used sword technique. Didn’t that prove just how powerful Su Jie truly was?

Boom!

Another collision occurred, and the broken sword in Su Jie’s hand burst forth with dazzling divine light. Sword Qi intertwined and intersected, directly blasting Wei Yushuang away.

She flew back over a kilometer, shattering a forest, her feet deeply embedded in the ground, leaving a long deep ditch. The immense force made her palms tremble, and her blood had already stained the sword’s hilt red.

"What, is this all the strength you have? Then you’re not qualified to challenge me, Princess."

From the front, Su Jie’s teasing voice drifted over, bringing a trace of mockery, causing Wei Yushuang’s mindset to become unbalanced once again.

Calling her Princess at this moment was just saying she had no strength and could only rely on her status to bluff people!

A deep sense of humiliation caused Wei Yushuang to completely explode.

"Shut up, you foreign evil cultivator! Ha!"

Wei Yushuang bit down on her silver teeth. Knowing she was outmatched, she still drew her sword and charged, exploding with a round of scarlet golden light. Under the rampant sword qi, the Sky Dome saw Nine Dragons dancing, with roaring that shook the earth.

"Your courage is commendable, but the gap between our strengths can’t be bridged by courage alone."

Su Jie smiled faintly, his broken sword casually blocking Wei Yushuang’s full-force slash. Dragon Shadow Sword Qi sliced past Su Jie, cutting several thousand-meter peaks in half behind him.

Yet such slashes only ruffled Su Jie’s hair, leaving not even a single wound.

Such a vast difference in strength made even Wei Yushuang’s usually resolute mind fill with a tremendous sense of defeat.

From childhood, she had been the jewel of the Da Li Royal Family, praised for her talent and wit, hailed as the hope for the royal family’s rise.

She did not disappoint. From a young age, she showed impressive talent in cultivation, ascending to the Daoist Platform swiftly, undefeated nationwide. Had it not been for Ning Yunying, she might have maintained her undefeated title in the Da Li Dynasty.

Yet now, in front of Su Jie, her pride was shattered to pieces, utterly defeated.

The so-called brightest jewel of the Da Li Dynasty, the pride of the royal family, seemed laughably fragile and insignificant in front of this mysterious man’s absolute power.

"The flashy sword performance ends here; next..."

Su Jie’s finger brushed over the cold blade of the broken sword, and in the next moment, the sword reflected the moonlight, suddenly appearing before Wei Yushuang, slicing down.

Wei Yushuang raised her Mystic Dragon Heavy Sword with both hands to block in front of her, yet she still couldn’t withstand Su Jie’s strength. Her entire body was forced to kneel on one knee, her arms trembling, as the Mystic Dragon Heavy Sword was pushed inch by inch back toward her chest.

Wei Yushuang’s bones creaked under the immense pressure, and even though she used all her strength, Su Jie’s mere one-handed pressure was unstoppable, causing her internal organs to suffer massive pressure, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

"Eight Desolate Dragon Elephant Skill!"

At this critical moment, a cold shout came from above.

Immediately after, a graceful figure dove down from the sky, a foot kicking toward Su Jie, with divine power like the ancient dragon elephant from myth stomping down.

Boom!

When this foot landed, the raging shockwave crushed the earth into powder, forming a giant crater with a diameter of several kilometers.

Su Jie appeared at the edge of the crater, stroking his chin, watching the center of the crater with interest.

In the crater now, only two figures remained standing. One was Wei Yushuang, kneeling on one knee, and the other possessed long, slender legs, skin white as jade, glowing with a jade-like sheen, a waist so slender it was hard to describe its powerful beauty.

That was the late-arriving Qin Yushang, the White Tiger Hall Master of the Heavenly Patrol Department.

She arrived at the last moment, rescuing Wei Yushuang, the Eldest Princess.