Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 223, In Advance

Boom!

Several swords were unleashed simultaneously, resembling a gigantic shadow that completely shrouded the entire garden in layers upon layers of sword projections.

Clang clang clang!

Each of these Qi swords was comparable to Chu Ming’s full-strength attack. Combined, they generated a momentum no less formidable than Bing Bufan’s Ice Fist.

As the light flickered, Bing Bufan struggled to advance, each step requiring him to confront several Qi swords, leaving delicate marks on his blue icy fists.

"Kill!"

Bing Bufan growled in a low voice as his icy fist burst forth, transforming into a blue ocean, crushing and shattering the air around him. Many swords of light were swept away and dissipated into the air.

Swish!

In an instant, Chu Ming stomped the ground with one foot, his body becoming a radiant streak of light. A whirlwind swept through the garden as he held his sword in his right hand, cutting across the air against the momentum, the dazzling sword light illuminating everything.

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Under the encirclement of numerous Qi swords, Bing Bufan’s Ice Fist finally dissipated into the air, yet the Profound Ice True Qi lingering in the air still made it feel like winter.

Swish!

Bing Bufan’s body didn’t pause; as the Ice Fist shattered, a shadow of a fist shot towards Chu Ming like a meteor.

"Flying Fire Blade!"

In a flowing white robe, Chu Ming held his sword with both hands, calmly focusing on the incoming fist shadow. His Blue Red Sword burst into a strong red glow. Dominant yet graceful, it changed positions in the air, the red light floating like a fallen leaf, unpredictable.

Pfft!

In the face of Chu Ming’s Flying Fire Blade, Bing Bufan’s attack was too weak. According to Chu Ming’s estimation, this Flying Fire Blade should have reached the attack level of a Middle Tier Earth Level Martial Technique.

In an instant, the Profound Ice True Qi around Bing Bufan was completely eradicated by Chu Ming’s Flying Fire Blade.

Bing Bufan’s pupils shrank and he immediately tried to retreat, but his speed was no match for the Flying Fire Blade. In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of him.

Puff!

Bing Bufan’s blue robe split from the middle all the way to the bottom, his body quickly forced back, blood continuously spilling from his mouth, looking rather miserable.

Chu Ming frowned; Bing Bufan must have been wearing a Defense Armor, otherwise, the previous strike would have severely injured him, not just caused minor injuries.

"Stop!"

Xu Yibai’s face changed as well, with a light wave of his sleeve, a strong wind rose out of nowhere, sweeping through the field, instantly separating Chu Ming and Bing Bufan and bringing Bing Bufan to his side.

He lightly patted Bing Bufan’s back, and feeling he was fine, Xu Yibai breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, there would be no way for him to explain to his brother Xu He!

"Well played!"

Xu Yibai took a deep breath, looking at Chu Ming with a frown. Originally, he wanted to use Bing Bufan to suppress Black Dragon City, but instead, it was Chu Ming who stole the spotlight.

"Brother Zhu, this time your Black Dragon City has the upper hand, but there won’t be such good luck next time!"

Xu Yibai said to Zhu Qianqiu. At this moment, Zhu Qianqiu smiled lightly. Seeing Chu Ming suppress the arrogance of White Dragon City pleased him greatly.

"Remember you said the same thing last time!"

Zhu Qianqiu mocked.

The last time Xu Yibai came to Black Dragon City, he also brought numerous geniuses, but those geniuses were only average and not top-tier. Thus, Zhu Hongxue alone suppressed them all.

Afterward, Chu Ming casually found a small table to sit down, slowly recovering his Spiritual Power. The battle with Bing Bufan had consumed most of his Spiritual Power.

Meanwhile, the people of Black Dragon City felt invigorated, sweeping away their previous despondency, their faces full of excitement. On the contrary, the previously complacent crowd from White Dragon City now wore low spirits.

"Why has White Dragon City come this time?"

Beside Chu Ming was Zhu Hongxue. Seeing Zhu Qianqiu and Xu Yibai whispering in a small pavilion, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, Chu Ming was quite curious.

"I don’t know either. My father didn’t tell me!"

Zhu Hongxue slightly frowned, glancing at the pavilion. At the moment, the talents of Black Dragon City were gathered in small groups, talking and laughing heartily.

"That’s Zhao Tianlei from the Zhao Family!"

"That’s Wang Hao from the Wang Family!"

"That’s Zhang Xu from the Zhang Family!"

Soon, four figures approached Chu Ming and Zhu Hongxue - the remaining three of the Four Heroes of Black Dragon. Zhao Wuhai stood behind Zhao Tianlei with a pale face, nervously glancing at Chu Ming.

"Brother Chu!"

Seeing Chu Ming, the three of them slightly cupped their hands and greeted him.

Zhao Tianlei was a tall, sturdy young man with a dark, rugged appearance. His body resembled an iron tower, with a faint blue glow on his skin, indicating immense physical strength.

Wang Hao, on the other hand, was short, even shorter than the average Martial Artist, and his aura was dark, indicating he cultivated some kind of stealthy Cultivation Technique, his eyes flashing with sharpness.

The last, Zhang Xu, was also a Swordsman, carrying a red longsword on his back. The Sword Momentum around him was like a giant sword drawn, emanating sharpness. However, as it approached Chu Ming, it dissipated like snow in summer.

"Mm!"

Chu Ming nodded slightly at them.

"I heard my unworthy brother had some conflict with you, Brother Chu. I brought him here to apologize to you!"

Stepping forward, Zhao Tianlei pulled the hesitant Zhao Wuhai forward and sincerely apologized.

"No harm!"

Chu Ming said. At this time, two tables were vacated next to them by Black Dragon City’s talented youths, who saw Zhao Tianlei and others coming and moved aside respectfully.

Sitting down beside Chu Ming, Zhao Tianlei and others began to chat. They saw potential in Chu Ming and wanted to build a connection with him.

"This visit by Prefect Xu of White Dragon City must be related to discussing traveling to Celestial City!"

Wang Hao guessed thoughtfully.

"Isn’t Celestial Travel Sect recruiting disciples in six months?"

Chu Ming asked confusedly.

"You may not know, Celestial Travel Sect is currently in a fierce battle with the Blood Hand Association and other Demonic Organizations, leading to significant casualties among its disciples. They urgently need fresh blood, so they’ve moved the recruitment date up by four months. Therefore, all major cities are discussing their journey to Celestial City!"

Zhao Tianlei explained, as influential families of the Black Rock Empire, they were well-informed.

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