173: Chapter 173 Xiong Er

As expected, the remaining short swords were knocked flying, landing on the ground one after another.

Just as the two were about to knock down all the short swords.

Xiang Tian seized the opening and suddenly thrust his sword!

The Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple reacted extremely quickly, dodging to the side to block in a hurry, but he was still a fraction of a second too slow.

"Rip."

The sharp sword tip had already grazed his arm, oozing fine beads of blood.

"Is that all you've got?" The wounded Disciple lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his arm.

His face was instantly filled with disdainful mockery.

Upon hearing this, the corners of Xiang Tian's mouth slowly curled into a meaningful arc.

His figure had already quietly retreated several paces.

The next second.

That wounded Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple's legs suddenly went soft, and he collapsed straight to the ground, unable to get up.

His body twitched violently.

"Junior Brother!"

The other Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple accompanying him was immediately thrown into a panic and exclaimed.

He rushed over to check, and the moment his fingertips touched his Junior Brother's neck, his expression changed drastically.

He murmured in disbelief, "Poisoned? How is this possible? How could a Cultivator in the Martial Emperor Realm be so easily poisoned?"

This was too absurd; the physique of a Cultivator in the Martial Emperor Realm was already immune to all poisons.

Ordinary poisons could not even get close to him, yet the scene before him left him no choice but to believe it.

"Watch the sword!"

Just as he lost his composure.

Xiang Tian seized the opportunity, raised his sword again, and thrust forward, heading straight for his vital point.

"Clang—"

The Disciple reacted extremely quickly, blocking horizontally with his sword in a rush.

He barely managed to block this fatal blow.

"You actually dodged it, no matter." There was no sign of discouragement in Xiang Tian's eyes as his figure flashed.

He opened up distance again, and the spiritual power around his body surged suddenly.

He shouted in a low voice, "Phoenix Slash!"

A massive crescent-shaped red Sword Qi condensed in mid-air and slashed toward that Disciple.

"Now that you are the only one left, let's see what you can use to defend!" A cold sneer played on the corners of Xiang Tian's mouth.

"Hmph! Arrogant!" That Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple snorted coldly, suppressing the panic and shock in his heart.

Spiritual power surged wildly within his body, and after a loud shout.

He held his long sword in front of him, preparing to take the blow head-on.

"Clang—!"

The loud noise was deafening.

The massive impact force spread along the long sword.

The Disciple's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he felt a sweetness in his throat.

"Pfft—"

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string by the Phoenix Slash's Sword Qi, struggling to get up.

Only then did Xiang Tian slowly heave a sigh of relief.

He thought to himself: That's more like it!

Phoenix Slash was a genuine Advanced Move; even if the Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple had outstanding talent and a solid Foundation.

He still couldn't bridge such a huge gap in skill.

"You..." That Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple struggled to lift his head, looking at Xiang Tian with venomous eyes.

Before he could finish his sentence, everything went black, and he passed out completely.

"Xiang Tian, you are simply too strong! You haven't even entered the Heavenly Sword Sect yet, but you can already take on two Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples alone. That's amazing!" Xiang Liu and Frog Fairy ran over quickly.

"Yeah, yeah! Master looked so cool just now, that Phoenix Slash was absolutely awesome!" Frog Fairy's eyes were full of stars, her admiration undisguised.

Xiang Tian feigned the posture of an expert, coughing twice with his hands behind his back.

He waved his hand, "Calm down, calm down, it's just a small scene."

But the next second.

He seemed to suddenly remember something, and his expression changed.

He hurriedly ran toward the unconscious Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple.

He raised his hand and with a "slap," he fiercely slapped the other person's face.

However, the expected System prompt tone did not sound.

"Damn it! He just died like this?" Xiang Tian rolled his eyes hard.

Then his gaze fell on the storage ring on the other person's finger, and his eyes instantly lit up.

A Martial Emperor Realm Disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect would certainly not lack valuable treasures in their storage ring.

He immediately sent out his Divine Sense, infiltrating that storage ring.

The next second, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap! A whole million Spirit Stones! And so many Medicinal Pills and Spirit Medicines, I've really hit the jackpot this time!"

"You two, hurry up and take off his Junior Brother's storage ring too, don't miss any good stuff!" Xiang Tian shouted to Xiang Liu and Frog Fairy behind him.

He lowered his head again to carefully count the items in the storage ring, and inadvertently touched a Disciple token.

On the token were engraved a few eye-catching large characters: Inner Sect Disciple Xiong Er.

Seeing this name, Xiang Tian couldn't help but be stunned.

A long-buried memory quietly surfaced.

Although it was just the same name, it still made him feel a bit sentimental.

Collect your thoughts!

He continued to search the storage ring and soon touched a communication jade talisman.

But the moment he held the communication jade talisman in his hand.

The jade talisman suddenly burst into dazzling light, and a steady male voice came from the jade talisman.

"Brother, have you found the person? How did the matter go?"

Xiang Tian blurted out subconsciously, "Are you his brother?"

The voice on the other end of the jade talisman paused, "Hmm? Who are you? Where is my brother? Give the communication talisman to him!"

"None of your business who I am." Xiang Tian raised his eyebrows.

He said slowly and deliberately.

"I don't care who you are, hurry up and give the communication talisman to my second brother, I have important words to tell him!" The voice on the other end of the jade talisman became increasingly urgent.

"Xiong Er is your brother, then you must be Xiong Da, right?" Xiang Tian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This name is too interesting.

"I am Xiong Da! Who the hell are you? Hurry up and give the communication talisman to my second brother!" Xiong Da's tone was already filled with anger.

"I'm afraid that will disappoint you; your brother has been killed by me." Xiang Tian's tone was relaxed, without any concealment.

Anyway, separated by the communication jade talisman, the other party couldn't do anything to him.

No need to be afraid!

"You dog thief! How dare you kill my second brother?!" The other end of the jade talisman instantly erupted with monstrous rage.

"Where are you? Just you wait! I will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces to avenge my second brother!"

Listening to Xiong Da's extremely angry roar, the smile on the corners of Xiang Tian's mouth grew even richer.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Why would I wait for you to come and kill me?"

It can only be said that the Cultivators in this other world are really too simple.

Spending all day focusing on Cultivation, they've probably Cultivated themselves stupid.

Fortunately, he had received nine years of compulsory education and wouldn't be intimidated by such words.

"Bang—!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the communication jade talisman emitted a violent explosion, and then completely lost its luster.

"I originally wanted to tease him a bit more, how boring." Xiang Tian put away his playful mood and casually threw the fragments of the communication jade talisman aside.

He lifted his eyes to look at Xiang Liu and Frog Fairy who were walking toward him.

He asked, "How many Spirit Stones are in that guy's storage ring?"

Frog Fairy obediently handed the storage ring in her hand to Xiang Tian.

She said with a smile, "Master, there are five hundred thousand Spirit Stones inside, as well as some Medicinal Pills and Spirit Medicines. Although it's not as much as this one, it's still very valuable!"

Xiang Tian nodded and took the storage ring.

He thought to himself: After all, I'm going to a large Sect, and I can't do it without enough Spirit Stones. These treasures have solved an urgent need.

...

Meanwhile, in a deep valley somewhere.

The atmosphere was tense.

A group of Disciples dressed in Heavenly Sword Sect attire.

Were standing in a standoff with another group of Cultivators dressed in martial attire with the words "Tyrant Blade" printed on them.

The two sides were locking eyes.

"Xiong Da, looking at your posture, could it be that your second brother was killed by someone?" The man leading the Tyrant Blade Sect raised his eyebrows slightly, his gaze falling on Xiong Da.

"You're courting death!"

Xiong Da was already burning with rage because his second brother had been killed.

Hearing Yang Yan's provocative words, his anger was further inflamed.

The Aura on his body surged suddenly, and spiritual power surged wildly around him.

Without saying a word, he raised his sword and thrust it forward, aiming straight at Yang Yan's heart.

"Hehe, Xiong Da, I must remind you that here, you cannot easily let your emotions fluctuate too much." Yang Yan was unhurried, dodging the blow to the side, a cold sneer playing on the corners of his mouth.

"Otherwise... the consequences will be very serious."

While speaking.

A long blade appeared in his hand, and with a casual wave, he blocked in front of himself.

"Clang—!"

The long sword and the long blade collided, sparks flying everywhere.

The huge impact force caused both of them to retreat several steps simultaneously.

"Kill—!"

Seeing this, the Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples immediately erupted with a deafening roar.

They all drew their long swords and were about to charge toward the Tyrant Blade Sect Disciples.

"Stop!" Xiong Da suddenly raised his hand, sternly stopping the Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples' movements.

He looked at Yang Yan with cold eyes, "This is a grievance between him and me, it has nothing to do with others, no one is allowed to Move rashly!"

Yang Yan looked at Xiong Da's furious appearance and raised his eyebrows again.

"According to rumors, your Heavenly Sword Sect's Senior Brother was killed by someone not long ago. I wonder if this is true?"

"You're courting death!" Xiong Da shouted again.

The killing intent in his eyes surged, and he raised his long sword and charged toward Yang Yan again.

His sword Moves became increasingly fierce, each one fatal.

"If you ask me, you Heavenly Sword Sect people deserve it!" Yang Yan said, calmly blocking while sneering mockingly.

"Spending all day pretending to be sanctimonious gentlemen, you are probably full of bad intentions. Now that you've met this retribution, it's also self-inflicted!"

"Bang—!"

"Boom—!"

The fierce battle between the two became increasingly intense, and just the aftershocks generated by the collision of their Moves.

Caused the surrounding ground to shake violently, and loud noises echoed in the valley.

After fighting for a while.

Yang Yan leaped, opening up a distance from Xiong Da.

Looking at him, he nodded slowly, "Not bad, your Heavenly Sword Sect's sword techniques do have some merit, and the power is quite considerable."

Xiong Da had no intention of chatting with him, and the spiritual power in his body was running crazily.

"Since you are so determined to put me to death."

"Then... this master will let you see what true power is."

As his voice fell.

The Aura around Yang Yan surged again, and after a low shout.

The shirt on his body was directly burst by the surging spiritual power.

Revealing a body of well-defined, muscular, and sinewy flesh.

"Wow—!"

In the valley, whether it was the Heavenly Sword Sect or the Tyrant Blade Sect's female Disciples, they couldn't help but scream.

"Senior Brother Yang's muscle definition is too developed, it's so reassuring!"

"Yeah, yeah, Senior Brother is so burly, so handsome!"

The Tyrant Blade Sect Disciples saw this.

They immediately seized the opportunity to jeer, "Heavenly Sword Sect Junior Sisters, how about it? Our Tyrant Blade Sect Senior Brothers are all burly, are you interested in switching to our Tyrant Blade Sect? You can see so many handsome guys with super physiques every day!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a few Heavenly Sword Sect female Disciples' eyes flickered, showing signs of being tempted.

Compared to the slender male Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect beside them.

The Tyrant Blade Sect Disciples' burly and robust appearance was indeed more attractive.

"Look at the Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples beside you, each one as thin as a bamboo pole."

"Commonly known as 'skinny dogs'!"

"How can they be as manly as our Tyrant Blade Sect Senior Brothers?" The Tyrant Blade Sect Disciples continued to mock.

"You bunch of fan girls, how dare you call us 'skinny dogs'?" The Heavenly Sword Sect male Disciples immediately exploded.

Their faces flushed red, and the anger in their hearts was instantly ignited.

"Did I say something wrong?" The Tyrant Blade Sect Disciples sneered, their tone becoming increasingly arrogant.

"Let me tell you, there are quite a few Heavenly Sword Sect female Disciples who secretly run to our Tyrant Blade Sect to have fun in private, and you are still kept in the dark!"

This sentence completely ignited the anger of the Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples.

They could no longer endure it.

After an angry shout, they all drew their long swords and thrust toward the Tyrant Blade Sect Disciples.

A great battle was imminent!

"Bang—!"

"Hundred-Man Slash!"

"Heavenly Sword Art!"

"Boom—!"

The sounds of blades and swords colliding, the roars of Disciples, and the sounds of spiritual power explosions were intertwined.

A tragic melee of blades and swords officially began.

On the other side.

The fierce battle between Yang Yan and Xiong Da had reached a white-hot degree.

"Clang—!"

Yang Yan's eyes narrowed, and he raised the long blade in his hand high.

He slashed down, with unstoppable force.

Xiong Da's expression changed, and he hurriedly swung his sword to block.

"Snap—!"

A crisp snapping sound rang out, and the long sword in Xiong Da's hand.

Was actually directly split in two by Yang Yan's blade!