If I Wish to Draw My Sword, Who Can Stop Me!

Blades clashed, sparks bursting violently from their edges! Chen Zhi’s figure violently recoiled over a hundred zhang, a sharp sting flaring across his cheek. He flicked his tongue to lick the blood trickling from the cut, the coppery sweetness only exciting him further. "You really are strong. I'd even say you're stronger than those fellows from Qingyun." Here, Chen Zhi paused slightly, then broke into a bizarre, eerie laugh. "A pity... a pity your cultivation realm is still too low!!" Chen Zhi's green robes fluttered wildly in the air, his terrifying pressure threatening to surge once more. How could Li Guanqi give him any breathing room? A late Soul Formation Realm Chen Zhi was already troublesome enough. If Chen Zhi took another step into the half-step Void Refining Realm, things would become extremely difficult to handle. In an instant, wind and clouds churned across heaven and earth, and terrifying lightning sword light blanketed a thousand zhang around them! Sword Prison—Open! Tens of thousands of crackling, purplish-black lightning bolts erupted with a deafening roar. In a breath, all the death qi within a thousand zhang was eradicated. Under the terrifying pressure, Chen Zhi's breath hitched slightly, his figure flickering repeatedly to dodge the incoming sword light. The power surging within him was instantly interrupted; his gaze hardened, and his sword slashed out in rapid succession! At the same time, flames burst beneath his feet, and he boldly closed the distance to engage Li Guanqi directly. A cold glint flared in Li Guanqi's eyes, the primal energy inside him roaring through his meridians like a colossal dragon. The Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Art circulated on its own, instantly elevating his power to the strength of three dragons and three elephants! In an instant, Li Guanqi's arm beneath his sleeve swelled dramatically, blue veins bulging along the skin. Terrifying strength surged and concentrated, and the blood-colored lotus at the hilt of Red Lotus instantly bloomed! "Soul Release: Red Lotus!" Chen Zhi's strike had originally been a mere probing move, but in the next instant, he sensed an irresistible, horrifying force crashing through the blade. The roar of a dragon and the trumpet of an elephant suddenly rang in Chen Zhi's ears. The sword was instantly knocked from Chen Zhi's grip as a flash of lightning sword light flashed past. An arm flew into the air, and a strike cleaved downward right across his chest starting from his collarbone! Blood sprayed everywhere, and the monstrous force smashed Chen Zhi directly out of the sky toward the ground. His body hurtled like a cannonball, slamming into an adjacent mountain peak! Chen Zhi was flung out, violently smashing the peak of a mountain to pieces! Before the dust could clear, Li Guanqi burst through torn space, raising his hand to unleash several consecutive slashes into the shattered peak! "Seven Fiends!" Terrifying sword light pierced the void, hurtling into the depths! Suddenly, an unimaginably horrifying black flame erupted into a curtain wall of heavenly flame, soaring skyward! The terrifying wall of flame swallowed all the incoming sword lights in an instant. Its scorching heat swept across the entire valley! Yet the eerie power of this flame could actually strengthen itself by consuming the nether energy within the valley. As a result, the wall of heavenly flame, which had originally spanned only a dozen zhang, expanded in the blink of an eye into an immensely vast curtain spanning a hundred zhang! "Cough! Cough, cough..." Forced back over a hundred zhang by the flames, Li Guanqi watched as a one-armed figure slowly stepped out from within the bizarre black fire. Chen Zhi's hair was now disheveled and wild, his green robes torn to rags. Drenched in blood, the young man fixed a chilling gaze upon Li Guanqi. Chen Zhi's chest was sunken, his entire right forearm severed. A long sword wound ran from his right shoulder all the way down to his waist. Expressionless, he reached out with his hand and shoved his exposed intestines back in. Looking at his blood-stained hand, Chen Zhi actually brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them. Seeing this, Li Guanqi could not help frowning. For some reason, Chen Zhi gave him an intensely morbid, unsettling sensation. That sensation... was like someone who was madly obsessed with something. As Chen Zhi raised his hand, his severed arm began regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sight made Li Guanqi's heart leap in shock. While rising cultivation allowed one to use primal energy, essence, qi, and spirit to regrow damaged limbs and organs, he had never seen anyone recover at such an astonishing speed! Yet he also noticed a subtle anomaly: as the arm reformed, Chen Zhi's face grew increasingly pale and his cheeks slightly hollow. The vital blood within his body was continuously depleting. Evidently, Chen Zhi had used some kind of secret technique—one that carried no small price. Chen Zhi’s cold eyes stared at Li Guanqi through his tangled hair, and he was just about to speak when he suddenly realized Li Guanqi's figure had vanished from sight. Immediately, a terrifying gale from a fist bore down on his face! The gale howled, this punch carrying an extraordinarily immense physical strength! Before the fist even struck home, the terrifying pressure distorted Chen Zhi's entire face. His cheeks were even slashed open with countless tiny bloody lines by the gale before the blow arrived! Chen Zhi was shaken to the core, his dark pupils instantly constricting! He had never anticipated that his opponent's physical strength could be this terrifying. "Dual cultivation of spirit and martial paths!!" In his desperation, he produced an extraordinarily ancient, earthy-yellow jade pendant with a flick of his hand. The jade shattered, forming a thick primal energy barrier around him. Li Guanqi's eyes narrowed slightly as his massive fist came crashing down! In merely a single breath, the thick defensive barrier was obliterated. This single punch carried the might to shatter mountains! With both arms crossed defensively in front of him, the sound of fracturing bones rang in Chen Zhi's ears, and his body was once again sent hurtling several hundred zhang away! Though rage boiled in Chen Zhi's heart, a trace of dread took root. Facing such a monstrous sword cultivator whose physical might rivaled a rank five great demon! Enduring the excruciating pain, he reset his fractured bones, though the flesh on his arms was already a mangled, bloody mess. "Xuanming!!" With a harsh shout, the pitch-black sword flew straight back into his grip. In the next breath, Chen Zhi's entire aura underwent a drastic transformation! Terrifying sword intent peaked in an instant! That dreadful sword intent was even more frightening than the Tyrant Sword intent Li Guanqi had comprehended at this stage! Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes. He clearly felt the opponent's sword intent faintly suppressing his own, even forcing his intent to shrink back! In his eyes, Chen Zhi's figure began to expand boundlessly, while he himself seemed to grow ever smaller. In the illusion within his mind, Chen Zhi towered like a colossus looking down upon him, and an involuntary feeling of powerlessness crept into Li Guanqi's heart. Divine sense circulated through his body as an inexplicable dragon's roar reverberated through his mind, violently shattering the illusion to pieces! Li Guanqi snapped his head up, glaring at Chen Zhi a hundred zhang away in the sky. Tightening his grip on his sword, he spoke in a frigid voice: "If I wish to draw my sword, who can stop me?!"