Dragon-Marked War God

“A mere sword formation, what can it do to me? Let the storm come even more fiercely, hahaha!”

Leng Ruyan pointed his long spear straight at Jiang Chen, and spear light burst from his body, appalling to behold. But Jiang Chen’s sword formation was even more terrifying. The one hundred and eight Peak Origin Divine Tools finally began to turn slowly at this moment. The formation had just taken shape, and even Jiang Chen himself did not know how strong its final attack would be.

Jiang Chen’s eyes were full of anticipation. This time, the Ghost Prison Ashura Sword Formation had truly reached mastery and become one of Jiang Chen’s supreme methods. One hundred and eight Peak Origin Divine Tools. Just thinking about it made the blood in his whole body boil.

“This is the real decisive battle. It’s so exciting.”

Wude said, his eyes full of light. Right now he wished both of them would die in battle, so he could collect their divine weapons. But such an ending was probably only something to dream about. The chance of Jiang Chen and Leng Ruyan dying together was almost zero.

“Yeah, Brother Jiang, you mustn’t let us down!”

Yuan Hua stared unblinkingly at the sword formation up in the void. The terrifying sword qi given off by the one hundred and eight Peak Origin Divine Tools kept forcing them back. That pressure felt even stronger than the earlier Soul Seizing Divine Art.

“This spear is called Snow Silver Fangyao! It’s the masterpiece of a grandmaster weapon refiner, a true Primal Origin Treasure. Today, I’ll use it to see what this so-called invisible sword formation of yours can do. One hundred and eight Peak Origin Divine Tools are still trash. They can’t match one true Primal Origin Treasure.”

Leng Ruyan said in a deep voice. His silver spear was like snow, riding the wind and breaking the waves.

“Heaven-Enveloping Overlord Spear!”

A single sweep of the spear, and all things trembled. Heaven and earth changed color. One shadowless thrust surpassed ten thousand moves.

Spear shadows filled the void, their momentum swallowing mountains and rivers!

Jiang Chen’s cold eyes were like torches. He let out an explosive shout, and the Ashura Sword Formation finally erupted completely at this moment.

“Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source! The Sword Dominates the World!”

Sword shadows and spear light interwove and kept converging. Jiang Chen had nearly emptied all the divine origin power in his body, using every last ounce of strength he had. An endless rain of swords dealt Leng Ruyan a fatal blow at this moment.

Terrifying sword shadows shot out in an instant and destroyed all the spear light. Throughout the void, within the sword formation, Leng Ruyan’s spear light could no longer be seen at all. There was only an endless rain of swords. The domineering might of the Ashura Sword Formation was displayed to the fullest at this moment.

Countless streaks of sword rain left Leng Ruyan completely dumbfounded. He had not expected his spear light to be destroyed in an instant. His attacks fell into complete disorder, and he was gravely injured outright by the sword rain filling the sky.

“What a terrifying sword formation! How is this possible!”

One breath! Two breaths! Three breaths!

After every breath, Jiang Chen could feel his body coming closer to the brink of collapse. But the terrifying power that the Ashura Sword Formation unleashed made even him click his tongue.

The rain of swords was like a howling gale, with ghostly wails and wolf howls, its momentum covering the sky!

Compared to Jiang Chen, the one suffering the most was none other than Leng Ruyan. After three breaths, Leng Ruyan had completely lost his ability to fight. His Snow Silver Fangyao had also been knocked down. His powerful onslaught had become a joke. Whether it was his terrifying silver spear or his supreme strength, at this moment, all of it was gone.

The fifth breath! Leng Ruyan’s face had completely changed, because ten thousand swords had pierced through his body. One could imagine the pain. If his own strength had not been formidable enough, he would have been completely finished long ago.

Even so, at the moment of the eighth breath, Leng Ruyan finally could not hold on any longer, because the sword rain was simply too strong, too terrifying. He was completely crushed, with no strength left to fight back, and the aura of his whole body was withered to the extreme.

“No—”

Leng Ruyan let out a furious roar. After the tenth breath, he was already on his last breath, completely defeated. The one hundred and eight Peak Origin Divine Tools kept appearing in his eyes. He knelt on one knee, his hands trembling. Leng Ruyan’s face was as pale as gold paper, as if a gust of wind could knock him over. At this point, there was no suspense left at all. Leng Ruyan’s defeat was like a collapsing mountain. He had completely become Jiang Chen’s defeated foe.

Jiang Chen slowly raised his head, and a trace of relief showed in his eyes. This guy had finally been defeated by him.

“Looking at it now, the so-called peerless genius of the Beacon Smoke Sect is nothing special.”

Jiang Chen said with a faint smile. Every word was like a needle piercing Leng Ruyan’s heart. But he really did not have the slightest strength left to fight Jiang Chen. If Jiang Chen had been able to hold on for another five breaths, he would have been doomed to fall here, without even a chance to catch his breath.

Facts speak louder than words. Jiang Chen had defeated him, and Leng Ruyan had nothing to say. At this point, apart from accepting his bad luck, he had no other choice. His skill was inferior to the other’s. That was the outcome!

“I lost…”

Leng Ruyan said helplessly. At this moment, he no longer had the strength to fight again. Although Jiang Chen was also completely spent, at least he still had brothers and friends. He himself was at the end of the road. So what if he was the peerless genius of the Beacon Smoke Sect? He had actually lost to someone in the Hierarch Realm. Leng Ruyan would never forget this humiliation for the rest of his life. A dignified Divine Emperor Realm expert was famous throughout the entire Central Region Divine Land, and a peerless master of the Beacon Smoke Sect even more so, admired by ten thousand.

“Hahaha, that’s more like it. If you lost, you lost. What’s so hard about admitting it? Who hasn’t lost before?”

Jiang Chen laughed loudly.

Leng Ruyan looked at Jiang Chen.

“I’ve never lost. Mad yet? Haha.”

Jiang Chen’s words made Leng Ruyan so angry he nearly passed out. It was one thing for this guy to defeat him, but he was even openly humiliating him. He was a Divine Emperor Realm expert, after all. A gentleman could be killed, but not humiliated!

“Kill me or cut me up as you please. Since I’ve lost completely, I, Leng Ruyan, have nothing left to fear.”

Leng Ruyan said calmly. At this moment, his heart was instead as still as water. Dying was no big deal. He had lost once in his life, to Jiang Chen. It was the first time since he began cultivating that he had been defeated by an expert at the same level. Most importantly, the other side’s strength was even a notch weaker than his own.

“Kill you? I have no intention of that, because if I killed you, the Beacon Smoke Sect would find me no matter what. Such a powerful sect, I don’t believe they couldn’t find the killer. I don’t want to be hunted all over the world by the Beacon Smoke Sect. Go. Remember, you are a defeated foe of mine, Jiang Chen.”

Jiang Chen looked at Leng Ruyan coldly and said with an arrogant face.

At this moment, it was Leng Ruyan whose face changed. His breath caught, and he looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief.

“You’re really not going to kill me?”

“I said I won’t kill you, so I won’t. Why aren’t you getting lost already? If I change my mind, you might not be so lucky.”

Jiang Chen said calmly.