207: Battle against Murong Xuan

"Come on, let's have fun! Anyway, there's plenty of time."

"Come on, let's make trouble! Anyway, there's plenty of desire."

Murong Qing sang as she swayed her sexy and charming body.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

"You danced very well!"

Yang Lingchen clapped his hands, a faint, somewhat playful smile on his Face.

"Can I go now?"

Murong Qing's Face was extremely pale, as if covered by frost.

"Of course you can, I'll send you off right now!"

After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, the immortal demon sword in his hand swiftly swung out, instantly slitting Murong Qing's fair throat.

"You...!"

Murong Qing looked unwilling, her eyes wide like copper bells. At this moment, she regretted deeply why she had provoked Yang Lingchen in the first place.

"Remember! Don't act aloof in front of This Old Master in your next life, otherwise, it won't be as simple as dancing a flea dance." After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, he left the valley without looking back.

The most urgent task was still to kill the exotic beasts. Only by killing enough exotic beasts could he enter the second round of the war god ranking.

Another ten days passed in a flash. After ten days of frantic slaughter, Yang Lingchen had accumulated tens of thousands of Exotic Beast Cores of various colors.

On this day, Yang Lingchen arrived at the central area of the Secret Realm. As he reached this area, the number of Great Yan Academy disciples around him slowly increased.

"Ahhh...!"

Just then, a shrill, bone-chilling howl came from not far away.

Out of curiosity, Yang Lingchen walked over with light steps.

Looking from afar, he saw more than a dozen youths from the Great Yan Dynasty surrounding a voluptuous and lovely girl. This girl was Liu Xueying.

Yang Lingchen found a comfortable spot and sat down, showing no intention of helping.

Because Yang Lingchen could tell that Liu Xueying had already achieved a Breakthrough to the Divine Void Realm. These people, who were only at the first layer of the Divine Void Realm, trying to take advantage of Liu Xueying was no different from an old man eating arsenic.

A young man dressed in white brocade, with a wicked smile on his Face, said, "bitch, how dare you injure Junior Brother Chen? This Young Master advises you to surrender obediently and accompany This Young Master for a few days, otherwise, don't blame This Young Master for being impolite."

"Seeking death." Liu Xueying's eyes held a strong killing intent.

She swung the battle sword in her hand, and a dazzling, brilliant sword glow shot into the sky, as if to mercilessly tear the air apart, carrying an invisible, surging wave of Aura towards the white-robed youth.

"Swish...!"

The moment the Sword Qi fell, the white-robed youth was instantly split into two, blood splattering everywhere, a gruesome sight.

After killing the white-robed youth, Liu Xueying's figure flickered like a ghost, rushing towards the others again.

"Swish swish swish...!"

Liu Xueying charged into the crowd as if nobody was there. In a few flashes, a large number of people instantly fell to the ground, all with a thin, long sword mark on their necks, a shocking sight.

"Holy crap, this Tiger Girl is really brutal." Yang Lingchen's Face showed an expression of extreme shock.

Although he knew Liu Xueying's Cross-Rank Challenge ability was very strong, he didn't expect that even after reaching the Divine Void Realm, Liu Xueying would still be so powerful, simply unstoppable.

"Bastard, why don't you cherish such a good opportunity to be a hero saving a beauty?" Liu Xueying looked at Yang Lingchen and said.

"If I save the beauty, will you pledge yourself to me?" Yang Lingchen's Face showed a mischievous smile.

"Of course not." Liu Xueying said irritably.

"Then that's that. Besides, with your strength, you don't need me to deal with a few nobodies," Yang Lingchen laughed.

"What if I can't win? Will you save me?" Liu Xueying blinked her lively eyes and asked.

"No!" Yang Lingchen said.

"Why won't you save me?" Liu Xueying asked angrily, her cheeks puffed up.

"I've saved you twice already, and you haven't shown any intention of pledging yourself to me. Saving you again would be a bit of a waste of expression," Yang Lingchen said with a look of disdain.

"If you save me one more time, maybe I'll consider it?" Liu Xueying's Face showed a cute, playful expression.

"Alright, I'll believe you once!" Yang Lingchen smiled and said.

"Rumble rumble... Rumble rumble...!"

Just then, a violent, deafening roar came, followed by an overwhelming surge of exotic beasts rushing towards them.

"Xueying, how many Exotic Beast Cores do you have now?" Yang Lingchen asked.

"Fifty thousand! What about you?" Liu Xueying retorted.

"Me too." Yang Lingchen smiled and said, "How about we compete to see who kills more exotic beasts?"

"What's the wager?" Liu Xueying asked.

"I think we're a bit too distant. If I win, you're not allowed to call me 'hooligan' or 'bastard' anymore. You have to call me 'Brother Lingchen'!" Yang Lingchen said.

"What if you lose?" Liu Xueying asked.

"Then I'll call you 'Sister Xueying'." Yang Lingchen's Face showed a faint smile.

"Deal!"

After Liu Xueying finished speaking, she brandished the sword in her hand and charged fearlessly into the exotic beast horde.

Yang Lingchen was not to be outdone, swinging his immortal demon sword and following behind Liu Xueying.

With the immortal demon sword in his right hand and the Fireball Technique in his left, wherever Yang Lingchen went, the corpses of exotic beasts piled up like small hills.

Liu Xueying's Combat Power was equally terrifying. The Sword Qi from her hand continuously struck towards the exotic beasts, each Sword Qi containing immense power.

Three days passed in a flash.

After three days of slaughter, Yang Lingchen and Liu Xueying's storage rings were filled with Exotic Beast Cores, at least several hundred thousand of them.

"Bastard, let's go! I can't take it anymore!" Liu Xueying panted heavily, her forehead covered in sweat.

"Call me Brother Lingchen!" Yang Lingchen laughed.

"Alright, Bastard Brother Lingchen, let's go!" Liu Xueying was too exhausted, her voice somewhat weak.

"That's more like it!"

Yang Lingchen grabbed Liu Xueying and quickly sped away into the distance like a gust of wind.

"Bastard, you should just carry me! I'm tired!" After a burst of frantic running, Liu Xueying couldn't take it anymore, her Face pale.

"Alright!" Yang Lingchen picked up Liu Xueying, then transformed into a streak of light, instantly disappearing from the sight of the beast horde.

The two ran wildly, quickly shaking off the beast horde completely.

After stopping, Liu Xueying brushed her slightly messy hair and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite honest this time!"

Yang Lingchen's lips curled into a mischievous smile, saying, "Are you a little unaccustomed to me not taking advantage of you?"

"No way!" Liu Xueying said irritably, giving him a coquettish glare.

In the following days, the two continued to hunt exotic beasts.

On this day, Yang Lingchen and Liu Xueying arrived at a palace complex, where they encountered many academy disciples.

Just then, a tall, imposing figure walked towards Yang Lingchen. This person was the Eighth Prince, Murong Xuan, and also the biggest favorite to win this war god ranking.

Seeing the other party approach, Yang Lingchen did not choose to flee. With his current strength, even if he couldn't defeat someone at the fifth layer of the Divine Void Realm, if he wanted to leave, the other party wouldn't be able to stop him.

"Stinky brat, you're seeking death! How dare you kill This Prince's Imperial Sister!"

A bone-chilling cold light flashed in Murong Xuan's eyes, and his sharp, suffocating Aura made people dare not look directly at him.

"If I killed her, I killed her. What can you do to me? Don't you think it's childish to flaunt your princely status in front of This Old Master?"

"If I give you Face, I'll call you Eighth Prince. If I don't give you Face, you're just a fart." Yang Lingchen's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes full of disdain.

He knew that Murong Qing had a Dao Protection Seal on her, and killing her would expose him, but he didn't care. Because a peerless expert, if constantly worried about this and that, would never grow.

"Pfft...!"

Liu Xueying let out a giggle, then covered her mouth, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

"Kid, you're seeking death."

A fierce cold light erupted in Murong Xuan's eyes. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a powerful Protective Aura. The strong Protective Aura, carrying a huge, terrifying phantom, aggressively slammed towards Yang Lingchen.

Seeing this, Yang Lingchen unleashed a Domain Breaking Fist, carrying abundant, surging Divine Origin Power, bravely meeting Murong Xuan.

"Rumble rumble...!"

A violent collision sound echoed, and dust flew everywhere like a sandstorm. Yang Lingchen was instantly sent back ten steps, while Murong Xuan remained motionless.

"No one can save you today."

Murong Xuan snorted coldly, and with his right hand, he unleashed another punch. The majestic, world-destroying Fist Aura surged like a tide, sweeping towards Yang Lingchen layer by layer.

"Swish...!"

Just then, Liu Xueying instantly unleashed a sword strike. The Sword Qi tore through the Void Realm like a dazzling lightning bolt, shooting towards Murong Xuan.

Facing Liu Xueying's strongest attack, Murong Xuan had to divert some of his power. He swung his left hand with a sword, meeting Liu Xueying's Sword Qi.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen's immortal demon sword slashed out, and a destructive Sword Qi, carrying an ancient, mysterious Aura, instantly struck Murong Xuan.

"Rumble rumble...!" With a violent collision, all three flew backward at the same time.