Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 887: Fierce Battle with Beiyin Wuxie

"The world’s most formidable flames?" Beiyin Wuxie gazed at the four Flame Outer Clothing surrounding Xiao Yi’s body, his pupils contracting sharply.

Even when he saw the Mid-grade Holy Artifact Cold Flame Sword before, he had never shown such an expression.

"And there are even four types." As the son of a powerful faction, Beiyin Wuxie had clearly seen a lot. He recognized the four formidable flames at a glance.

"No wonder you dare to challenge me, young master."

Swish... Xiao Yi didn’t speak, his figure flashed, transforming into a streak of flaming light, charging directly toward Beiyin Wuxie.

For some reason, there was an extremely detestable feeling emanating from Beiyin Wuxie.

He didn’t want to waste even half a word of conversation with this person.

Only battle, nothing else.

"So fast." Beiyin Wuxie squinted slightly.

Before he could even flick the Hidden Cloud Fan in his hand, Xiao Yi’s fist was already in front of his face.

The fist, enveloped in terrifying purple flames, unleashed an astonishing force, striking fiercely.

"Cloud." Beiyin Wuxie, after all, possessed the Heavenly Extreme Ninth Layer cultivation. In an instant, he reacted, gently waving the Hidden Cloud Fan in his hand.

Boom... a sound of explosion.

Beiyin Wuxie was directly blown away by the fist, his face bleeding profusely.

"How is that possible?" Beiyin Wuxie’s brows furrowed.

In his expectations, he should have turned into a cloud of mist under the effect of the Hidden Cloud Fan, blocking Xiao Yi’s Flame Fist.

"No, your fist was faster than I imagined."

Beiyin Wuxie coldly stared straight at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi let out a cold laugh; just now, as his fist was about to hit Beiyin Wuxie,

he noticed Beiyin Wuxie had reacted, intending to use the Hidden Cloud Fan.

In that instant, he accelerated his fist’s speed.

Under the ferocity and speed given by Earth Vein Golden Fire and Star Fire, his fist’s velocity surged in that moment.

It narrowly struck Beiyin Wuxie just before the Hidden Cloud Fan took effect.

To put it simply, in that instant, Xiao Yi’s reaction was a step faster than Beiyin Wuxie’s.

However, after being blown away, Beiyin Wuxie immediately understood the intricacies, and it’s obvious that this person is not to be underestimated.

Regardless of cultivation, in just this aspect, he’s undoubtedly a Martial Arts Genius.

"Damn." Beiyin Wuxie touched his throbbing face.

The blood streaming down made him look extremely embarrassed.

"Even that guy never made me look so pathetic."

"Boy, you’re dead."

Around them, Hidden One and others’ expressions changed, "That boy is finished, the young master is angry and has lost interest in playing."

"A person at the Earth Extreme Peak, arrogantly overestimating himself, wasting the time left to live, just seeking his own death."

Swish...

The body of Beiyin Wuxie, which had remained motionless before, moved in an instant.

The Hidden Cloud Fan in his hand already opened.

"So fast." Xiao Yi was surprised.

Beiyin Wuxie had already appeared in front of Xiao Yi, swinging down the Hidden Cloud Fan in his hand.

On the fan surface, a violent wind pressure instantly struck.

Xiao Yi reacted extremely quickly, his fist wrapped in flames, he punched out.

Boom... a sound of explosion.

The violent wind pressure and the surging flames clashed instantly.

The two formidable forces caused the surrounding atmosphere to run rampant.

The clash between wind pressure and flame reached a stalemate.

It was obvious that the power of the wind pressure was far above the flame, almost pressing the flame to collapse.

But the flame was also fiercely abnormal, its effect of destroying everything gradually burning the wind pressure to nothingness.

At this moment, besides the four Flame Outer Clothing on his body, the Ice Mountain Fire Sea in Xiao Yi’s Small World was also already burning.

Otherwise, with his Earth Extreme Peak cultivation, he couldn’t possibly be a match for Beiyin Wuxie’s full power.

Of course, it wasn’t completely burning, just gradually.

"Suppress it." Beiyin Wuxie coldly commanded.

The wind pressure under the Hidden Cloud Fan suddenly intensified.

The flames, already nearly collapsing, instantly became unstable.

Xiao Yi’s eyes chilled, the combustion of Primordial Power in his Small World instantly increased.

Bang... the flame erupted fiercely, instead pushing back the wind pressure.

"Hmm?" Beiyin Wuxie’s face showed surprise, "You’re only at the Earth Extreme Ninth Layer cultivation, how could you have such surging Primordial Power."

"A dying person, no need to ask more questions." Xiao Yi sneered coldly.

"You..." Beiyin Wuxie’s expression turned cold, "Fine, very well, then die."

Beiyin Wuxie abruptly closed the Hidden Cloud Fan in his hand.

The Hidden Cloud Fan folded and then tapped.

Yes, tapped.

The tip of the fan gently tapped, yet it seemed to contain the force of ten thousand pounds, instantly dispersing the flame.

"Hmm? Wanjun Martial Art?" Xiao Yi’s expression changed.

Wanjun Martial Art, is one of the top martial ways.

And Beiyin Wuxie wielded it with a fan, clearly combining the Way of the Fan with Wanjun Martial Art.

Normally, Wanjun Martial Art can only be comprehended and exerted to its fullest potential by Sword Dao Practitioners, Stick Martial Artists, or Martial Artists who cultivate Earth Attribute Martial Arts.

Yet the Way of the Fan is known for its light and eerie techniques.

But now, observing Beiyin Wuxie’s strike, he has obviously combined the Way of the Fan with Wanjun Martial Art in an extremely perfect manner.

This proves that his attainments in Wanjun Martial Art are exceptionally high, no, even exceedingly monstrous.

Boom...

Another explosion resounded.

Flames scattered in front of Xiao Yi, instantly blasted away by the fan tip.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood.

The force of ten thousand jun at the tip of the fan seemed concentrated at a single point; striking him felt like a lightning bolt, causing his internal organs to churn violently.

His sternum was even shattered into pieces by the strike.

Xiao Yi realized he had underestimated Beiyin Wuxie.

To combine the completely unrelated Wanjun Martial Art with the Way of the Fan, and with such overwhelming power.

This man’s martial arts talent is terrifyingly high, a monster among supreme prodigies.

Swoosh...

Before Xiao Yi could react, Beiyin Wuxie suddenly vanished on the spot.

"Disappeared?" Xiao Yi’s expression changed, as he completely lost Beiyin Wuxie’s presence in his perception.

"How is this possible."

Suddenly, a ghostly shadow appeared beneath his feet.

In the shadow’s hand, a pale white fan emerged silently and attacked.

The fan blasted straight at Xiao Yi’s jaw, sending him flying.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out another mouthful of blood, blasted into mid-air.

"Shadow Charm." Xiao Yi frowned deeply.

Just as he was about to regain his stability; above him, Beiyin Wuxie’s figure appeared out of thin air again.

Beiyin Wuxie’s Hidden Cloud Fan struck, blasting Xiao Yi away again.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out another mouthful of blood, his face incredibly grim, "Hidden Space Skill."

"Heh heh." Beiyin Wuxie laughed coldly, "Daring to ruin this young master’s amusement, this is your end."

"Later, I’ll shatter every bone in your body one by one."

Swoosh...

In the next moment, countless wind blades attacked from mid-air; during their attack, they suddenly transformed into countless Sword Qi.

"Ten Thousand Swordsmanship? How is this possible." Xiao Yi’s face changed dramatically.

The martial arts and techniques Beiyin Wuxie was currently using, almost none were related to the Way of the Fan.

Yet he could still perform them with his Hidden Cloud Fan.

And each art was executed to an astonishingly high degree.

"Kid, do you now see how insignificant you are before this young master?" Beiyin Wuxie laughed triumphantly.

However, his laughter abruptly stopped.

Because the blasted-away Xiao Yi suddenly disappeared from his sight.

"Hmm?" Beiyin Wuxie frowned.

The next moment, boom, a Flame Fist suddenly appeared before him, blasting him away.

Beiyin Wuxie’s body was directly smashed to the ground, creating a huge pit.

"How could his speed have increased so much." Beiyin Wuxie was somewhat in disbelief.

Before he could figure it out, a flaming figure instantly appeared in the pit.

A flame-covered arm tightly grasped his throat.

"Now, you can shut up." Xiao Yi’s voice was cold, filled with killing intent.

"Ugh..." Beiyin Wuxie suddenly found it hard to breathe, unable to free himself from Xiao Yi’s grip despite his cultivation.

"You can’t kill me."

Cold words escaped Beiyin Wuxie’s throat.

Bang... an overwhelming aura suddenly erupted from his body.

The terrifying aura even sent Xiao Yi flying instantly.

"Half-step Unlimited?" Xiao Yi’s expression changed.

The aura that erupted from Beiyin Wuxie’s body had clearly reached the Half-step Unlimited level.

In the pit, Beiyin Wuxie slowly stood up, his face suddenly becoming extremely gloomy.

A Martial Soul Illusion appeared behind him.

This was the reason for his sudden surge in aura.

However, seeing that Martial Soul Illusion, Xiao Yi’s expression turned ice-cold.

"Martial Arts Ice Crystal, so that’s it."

"No wonder I always found you detestable, and extremely repulsive."

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