Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 892 - 918 I guarantee I wont kill him

Chapter 892: Chapter 918 I guarantee I won’t kill him! Chapter 892 -918 I guarantee I won’t kill him! Boom!

Amidst the terrifying surge of air waves, a fierce gust blasted Duan Lang Wen away.

Duan Lang Wen let out a miserable howl, his face filled with disbelief. After landing on the ground, he looked at Yang Zhen in a daze and said, “Impossible, how could you have comprehended the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword to such an extent?”

It wasn’t just Duan Lang Wen, the four others beside him were all shocked, and even the ice-cold woman glanced at Yang Zhen with some surprise.

Even Li Rusnow’s eyes widened, staring at Yang Zhen with an incredulous look, her face full of joyous surprise.

Obviously, Li Rusnow had not expected Yang Zhen to have improved again.

Yang Zhen laughed heartily, his stance bold and brash, glancing at the terrifying chasm behind him and muttering to himself, “Do you really think I’m foolish, although I was gravely injured and nearly died, the enlightenment that came with it isn’t something you life-preserving cowards can understand. My goal is Senior Brother Yang, how could I let you all kill me so easily.”

Yang Zhen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled. The more he observed this Yang Zhen, the more he liked him.

The kid wasn’t simply reckless; being able to comprehend the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword from the void chasm showed a wildness that even Yang Zhen did not possess.

Of course, Yang Zhen didn’t need such wildness. With his explosively high talent, risking one’s life for enlightenment would be somewhat ridiculous.

Yang Zhen’s face was serious as he saw that Duan Lang Wen, now injured, was clearly no match for him. His gaze then shifted to the ice-cold woman.

“Yue Yingying, I’ve heard that among the younger generation in Sword Servant Sect, you have the highest talent. What a coincidence, so do I. How about we compare our skills?”

While Yang Zhen was focused on Yue Yingying, he kept an eye on Li Rusnow out of the corner of his eye. Seeing her biting her lip and still standing behind him without taking the opportunity to leave, urgency flickered in his eyes.

At this moment, Yang Zhen couldn’t speak out directly. Having finally subdued the five of them, speaking now might lead to the opposite effect.

Seeing Yue Yingying step out with a graceful gait, and the air temperature around her seeming to drop several degrees, Yang Zhen took a deep breath, no longer caring about Li Rusnow behind him, his expression one of solemnity as he stared at Yue Yingying.

Yue Yingying looked up at Yang Zhen and shook her head, “You are not my match. Hand over the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword, and we can spare your life.”

Yang Zhen laughed and pointed his sword at Yue Yingying, “Are you not afraid of causing a conflict between our two sects? The sect leader, Senior Sister, will not let you go. You should know that the Sword Servant Sect is no longer a match for the Shangyuan Sect.”

Indeed!

Yang Zhen’s eyes instantly brightened!

These two kids were actually disciples of the Shangyuan Sect; this was getting interesting.

Especially this kid Yang Zhen, who wasn’t bringing shame to the Shangyuan Sect at all.

A smile that was not quite a smile flickered across Yue Yingying’s face, “When the Shangyuan Sect was declining, someone already did this. That shameless person, even if he were here today, we would be fully justified in doing this. You should stop resisting in vain. We will have the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword today.”

Hearing Yue Yingying’s words, Yang Zhen touched his nose on the Great Missing Sword, seemingly referring to himself.

Truly, after all this time, there were still people who remembered such things.

Yang Zhen glanced at Yue Yingying. He never liked women who held grudges too much, and although he had never met this ice cube, it did not prevent him from disliking her.

“Quit the nonsense. If you want the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword, you’ll have to step over my dead body first.”

Boom—!

A surge of roaring thunder and howling wind erupted as Yang Zhen charged towards Yue Yingying like a bolt of lightning.

Yang Zhen nodded in approval, but even so, Yang Zhen still wasn’t a match for Yue Yingying. Yang Zhen could feel that her realm was much higher than Yang Zhen’s, and moreover, there seemed to be some other power sealed inside her.

Hum—!

The sky and earth changed color, even the sky above Yang Zhen dimmed, the chilling air surging ominously as if a hundred little ghosts were shrieking in one’s ears, sending shivers down the spine.

Yang Zhen looked down in astonishment, his expression turning a bit odd.

Yue Yingying had actually comprehended the Three-Element Ghost Shadow Sword to a deeper extent than Duan Lang Wen.

In midair, three glimmering energy orbs condensed like bright moons, three elements converging above, with a hundred ghosts taking form.

Wails and moans filled the air, shaking one’s spirit violently.

Yang Zhen’s face turned ashen. Already seriously wounded, he felt somewhat powerless against Yue Yingying’s onslaught.

Duan Lang Wen laughed loudly, coughing and sneering, “Yang Zhen, Senior Sister Yue has the highest talent among us. If you can withstand two swords from her hand… cough, cough, if you can withstand two swords from her hand, from now on, when I see you, I will take a detour…”

“Hmph!”

Yue Yingying’s face darkened as she glared at Duan Langwen, who immediately fell silent as if chilled to the bone.

The air around seemed to drop in temperature noticeably.

Yang Chen burst into laughter and said, “Even if I die here today, you won’t get your hands on the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword, let alone harm my Senior Sister!”

Li Ruxue’s complexion changed as she exclaimed, “Yang Chen, the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword is no match for the Three-Element Ghost Shadow Sword, you… you must get away!”

A ferocious look flashed across Yang Chen’s face, clearly understanding that Li Ruxue was right and that Duan Langwen hadn’t misspoken; in his current state, he wouldn’t be able to withstand two sword strikes from Yue Yingying.

Just as Yang Chen was preparing to fight desperately, and the disciples of the Sword Servant Sect were looking on with scornful expressions, a lazy voice came, “Who says the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword is inferior to the Three-Element Ghost Shadow Sword? Let him step forward, I guarantee I won’t kill him!”

“Who’s there?”

Yue Yingying, indeed a standout among the younger generation, abruptly changed expression, and her sword glowed with dark light. With a hundred ghosts howling, it turned in midair and rushed toward the source of the voice.

Boom!

The terrifying surge of air was like a raging sea, the violent aura shattering whole clouds in the sky.

Yang Chen and Li Ruxue’s faces changed, and they quickly tried to rush forward but were repelled by a sword strike from Yue Yingying, looking towards the ferocious Three-Element Ghost Shadow Sword in the sky with astonishment and uncertainty.

As disciples of the Shangyuan Sect, they were well aware of the horror of the Three-Element Ghost Shadow Sword. Seeing Yue Yingying’s move attract heavenly phenomena, their faces turned pale with worry for the person amidst the clouds.

However, the next moment their eyes bulged and mouths gaped open, a look of disbelief on their faces.

From the fragmented clouds, a person emerged unscathed, a young man, one looking so young it was almost ridiculous.

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He was unharmed under such a terrifying sword intent?

Yang Zhen had a faint smile on his face, completely disregarding Yue Yingying and the others as he walked over to Li Ruxue with a curious look and asked, “Miss, who told you that the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword is inferior to the Three-Element Ghost Shadow Sword?”

“Who are you?”

Shocked, Li Ruxue’s face revealed her astonishment, and though she was somewhat guarded, she recognized that someone who could walk out unharmed from under the dreadful Three-Element Ghost Shadow Sword must possess strength perhaps even greater than Yue Yingying’s.

“…Senior!”

Upon reflection, Li Ruxue added the title ‘Senior,’ her behavior strange but cautious nonetheless.

Yang Zhen burst into hearty laughter. Who would have thought that he would be called a senior by someone today?

“Who goes there?” Yue Yingying’s expression fluctuated between green and red, watching Yang Zhen warily, her sword flashing with dark light and pointed at him, clearly undaunted.

Yang Zhen glanced at Yue Yingying and said, “Wan Quan, that old guy, are the disciples he taught still as impetuous as ever?”

“You!”

The faces of everyone from the Sword Servant Sect changed simultaneously, their expressions filled with horror as they looked towards Yang Zhen.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Obviously, I am the Sao Saint known in legends as the white-bearded old man who brings opportunities amidst crises.”

“Rubbish!”

Duan Langwen’s face turned ashen, and as his sword buzzed, it suddenly lunged at Yang Zhen. Everyone’s expressions tightened as they watched the clash between Yang Zhen and Duan Langwen.

Yang Zhen couldn’t be bothered to deal with Duan Langwen, casually using the Great Missing Sword to scare everyone else pale. With a loud bang, he sent Duan Langwen flying a thousand paces away. If Duan Langwen managed to survive the ordeal, he could consider himself extremely fortunate.

“Today, this Sao Saint is not in a good mood and doesn’t want to fight with any of you!”

With that said, Yang Zhen turned to Yang Chen and said, “Come here and fight this block of ice, using the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword.”

Yang Chen walked up dazed, looked at Yang Zhen for a long while, opened his mouth, and after a long hesitation finally spoke through clenched teeth, “I can’t beat her!”

Yang Zhen almost slapped him on the spot.

Such an honest child, indeed a rarity.