Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5033 Slashing Ye Lingxiao

chapter 5033 slashing ye lingxiao

the expressions of the ye clan’s experts shifted dramatically as ye lingxiao spoke. he was now completely under the control of the lingfeng sword.

in pursuit of absolute power, ye lingxiao had forsaken himself, surrendering his life to the lingfeng sword. the one in control of him now was the original master of the lingfeng sword: ye lingfeng, the ancestor of the ye clan. he stared at long chen, demanding his name before delivering a fatal blow.

long chen sighed heavily in response to ye lingfeng’s questioning. “now that we’ve come to this moment, there’s no point in concealing it any longer. in truth, i am your long-lost father!”

long chen’s response caused feng fei to burst into chuckles. however, no one else found it amusing. they all stared at long chen with bewilderment, unable to comprehend what was in his head. how could he joke around at a moment like this?

ye lingfeng stared at long chen, his thoughts perhaps dulled by merging with an item-spirit. it took him a moment to grasp long chen’s words, and his expression darkened.

“little brat, you dare to be insolent?!” ye lingfeng thundered.

scanning the surroundings, ye lingfeng suddenly spotted the ye clan leader. he bellowed, “are my descendants of the ye clan so weak that they require me to personally handle this insolent brat?!”

the ye clan leader dared not utter a word. this was ye lingfeng, an esteemed ancestor of the ye clan. seeing that his opponent was a divine venerate, he was instantly outraged.

in the past, they had only awakened ye lingfeng during dire life-and-death crises for the ye clan—times when they had no other recourse.

however, ye lingxiao actually awakened ye lingfeng. assuming the ye clan was in crisis, ye lingfeng was outraged. they needed him to personally take action against a young divine venerate? had the ye clan really fallen to this extent?

“alright, that’s enough. your dad’s seen you, so you can go back now. this is none of your business,” ordered long chen in a kind tone.

“little brat, your mouth is blasphemous!” ye lingfeng’s anger escalated at long chen’s audacity, and he swung the lingfeng sword directly at him.

“old fogey, i gave you too much face, was it!? if you don’t back off, you’ll die here!” long chen’s kind smile transformed into fury as he also swung evilmoon.

boom!

one sword and one saber clashed with monumental force, causing a massive explosion that shook the very ground, leaving a crater in its wake.

“you will die fully convinced of your defeat! split the heavens - six forms in one!” shouted long chen.

raising evilmoon, long chen conjured six split the heavens runes and a sinister qi around it. empowered by the dragon blood battle armor, evilmoon let out a brilliant dragon cry that resounded throughout the sky. as it fell, it seemed to bring forth a river of stars.

boom!

the earth was torn asunder, and over fifty barriers shattered instantly. terrifying gusts blew through the martial stage, some of their force breaking through the barriers and striking the spectators.

countless individuals were hurled into the air, some coughing blood as chaos ensued. no one had anticipated that their power could penetrate all the barriers, toppling their understanding of what power was.

amidst the chaos, all eyes remained fixed on the martial stage. as the dust settled, the figures of long chen and ye lingxiao emerged.

long chen remained poised in his slashing stance, while ye lingxiao shook, his eyes devoid of life.

suddenly, the lingfeng sword started to disintegrate, clattering to the ground piece by piece.

“what?!”

the ye clan’s experts were utterly stunned. the lingfeng sword was shattered? that could only mean...

as the lingfeng sword fell apart, ye lingxiao’s body swayed and collapsed.

his collapse wasn’t just a simple fall. it was as if his body crumbled inward, like a sculpture corroded beyond recognition. long chen’s saber had annihilated his body and soul. ye lingxiao was dead.

an uproar exploded. ye lingxiao had actually perished. an ancient heavenly genius whom other heavenly chosens could only look up to had died.

long chen casually rested evilmoon on his shoulder and turned lazily toward a distant figure.

“do you want to do it yourself, or should i lend you a hand?”