C161 One shot and another shot (1/2)

The problem was that his position was the highest in the Sword Sect, and he did not need to cultivate to be a second person. The Sword Sect disciples did not dare to fight against him due to his status, and even if they were forced into a corner by him, how could they be a match for him, a Four Tribulations Rogue Immortal?

Therefore, it could be said that Xing Jian was extremely bored.

Now that he had finally met an expert, not to mention that he didn't really care about the red tape, even if he did, he would probably fight without a care.

After Yi Yan greeted Han Cheng and the others, he carried his Asura Lance and flew up as well, and stood a kilometer in front of Xing Jian.

Although Yi Yan had repeatedly said that he didn't care, how could Han Cheng and the others be at ease?

They all knew of Xing Jian's power; Four Tribulations Loose Immortal Swordsmen might not even lose to an ordinary Five Tribulations Loose Immortal.

Yi Yan was only an ordinary cultivator. Even if he was slightly stronger, how could he be a match for Xing Jian?

Of course, this was also because Sword Sect wasn't very knowledgeable about the situation at the Cultivation Realm. If they had heard about Yi Yan killing Kuang Rong with his Immortal Pavilion blade, they would probably only be worried about their own Great Elder.

After Yi Yan flew over, his eyes lit up as he summoned his Sword Infant out of his dantian. Just as he was about to swing his sword and charge forward like he usually did when he was sparring with the Sword Sect disciples, he suddenly froze in place, his excited face slowly becoming solemn.

Because he noticed that Yi Yan was different from the Sword Sect disciples that he mistreated in the past.

Although it was just a simple step, Yi Yan's entire being seemed to have merged with the world, as though he was standing tall, with not a single flaw on his body.

Xing Jian did not move, but Yi Yan also did not move. The two of them stood quietly in midair, facing each other, and the atmosphere gradually became heavy.

When Han Cheng and the others saw that the two of them did not attack immediately, they could not help but secretly sigh in relief. It seemed that the Great Clan Elder knew how to let someone else make the first move, wasn't that ridiculous?

However, as the atmosphere became more and more tense, the relaxed expression on their faces slowly disappeared. Replacing it was a solemn expression that contained a trace of anticipation.

Observing battles of this level was extremely helpful to them. If they could learn something from it, they would also benefit from it.

Shangguan Hong was the only one who remained indifferent. She poked his brother's arm and asked: ”Brother, how long do you think this Great Clan Elder will be able to last under Master?”

These words were clearly heard by everyone in the silent sky.

However, Han Cheng and the others only idolized their master like children, and laughed it off without taking it to heart.

But when Jiang Huan heard this, he became displeased. Wasn't this saying that he was looking down too much on his ultimate idol, the number one in Sword Sect?

Just as he was about to retort, a soft reprimand suddenly came from the sky, ”Ol 'Five, stop talking nonsense!”

It was actually Yi Yan who had unrestrainedly said this to teach Shangguan Hong a lesson.

Shangguan Hong stuck out her tongue, and made a face at Jiang Huan, not daring to say another word.

Jiang Huan could not help but laugh and cry. However, he was not at odds with a late stage Nascent Infant, just as he was about to reply to show his magnanimity, the crisp sound of a metal clanging in the sky made him swallow the words that were about to reach his mouth.

As he looked carefully, it was actually Xing Jian who could not help but make the first move.

The grievance in Xing Jian's heart!

How could he let Yi Yan make the first move out of etiquette? It was obvious that he could not find an opportunity to attack, in a battle between experts, victory or defeat could only be decided in a second, so he did not dare to make a move.

However, Xing Jian was gloomy to realize that his unstoppable and unfavorable move had no effect at all. Yi Yan was still floating in the air motionlessly, smiling at him.

Just as Xing Jian was depressed to the point of spitting blood, a single sentence from Shangguan Hong resolved his difficult situation. Taking advantage of when Yi Yan turned his head to berate Shangguan Hong and his attention diverted, Xing Jian decisively grabbed onto this chance.

< p > ”Clang!”

A crisp sound resounded in the silent air. Xing Jian's Sword Infant was suddenly smashed flying by the Asura Lance in Yi Yan's hands.

Before Xing Jian could react, Yi Yan's left hand gripped the end of the spear. His right hand trembled, and the dark tip of the spear emitted countless spear shadows. His body moved, brazenly thrusting towards Xing Jian who was in a daze.

It had never been Yi Yan's style to only defend and not attack.

< p > ”Ah!”

With an excited roar, Xing Jian suddenly turned his body in the air, grabbed onto the Sword Infant that was flying towards him and turned around, fiercely slashing towards the tip of the spear that had already been handed to him.

He was very confident in his Sword Infant s, who had already been promoted to Low Rank Immortal Sword. This unremarkable black spear was at most a Low Rank Immortal Artifact, how could Xing Jian be afraid of clashing head on with it?

Yi Yan didn't even give him the chance to show off, he fiercely pressed down with his right hand, and the Asura Lance turned into a flash of light as it drew an elegant arc in the air, flying straight towards Xing Jian's right hip.

At this time, it was already too late to fight recklessly. Xing Jian did not panic in the face of danger, and his body twisted a little in a way that did not conform to the human body's laws.