Invincible

1261-1270

Chapter 1261: The Void Sky World

Sword lights lit up the valley like fireworks as a powerful blade qi collided with a curtain of sword qi.

Huang Xiaolong swung out his blade and his attack this time was more powerful than the last. It descended on Cao Leng like a punishment blade from the heavens, and the sword qi completely enshrouded the entire valley.

The black sword in Cao Leng's hand shot out in a dazzling black light with a flick of his wrist, and flew towards Huang Xiaolong like a vengeful black dragon to block his attack.

Even before Cao Leng had barely parried his second attack, Huang Xiaolong slashed out with his blade for the third time, and the power of this attack was stronger than the previous two attacks. Cao Leng retreated in a fluster and swerved away like an agile dragon from Huang Xiaolong's path of attack.

In the next second, a thunderous boom shook the valley as a terrifying blade qi left deep cut where Cao Leng had stood, raising a veil of sand in the air. The ground quaked violently. There was a blade mark on the ground that was several thousand li long, which opened a deep fissure in the ground.

Although Cao Leng had dodged the third attack, his entire body was throbbing in pain, as Huang Xiaolong's blade qi had scraped him. Cold sweat dampened his robe as he stared at Huang Xiaolong.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong disappeared in a blur. He arrived in front of Cao Leng in the blink of an eye, and his blade slashed down for the fourth time.

The fifth slash...

The sixth slash...

In a breath's time, Huang Xiaolong had attacked more than a dozen times.

The little cow spectated from a distance, since Huang Xiaolong hadn't instructed her to join him in the battle.

Cao Leng dodged repeatedly and miserably under Huang Xiaolong's consecutive attacks.

There were already holes and cracks in Cao Leng's ink-black armor from Huang Xiaolong's attacks, and it was stained red with the blood flowing out of his body. Even though Cao Leng's vital points weren't injured, Huang Xiaolong's frigid qi was wreaking havoc inside his body, doubling his pain.

Huang Xiaolong stopped after a dozen of attacks.

"You—your strength, isn't it at the late-Fourth Order Ancient God Realm?!" Cao Leng shouted. His face warped, but it didn't conceal the disbelief in his eyes. Huang Xiaolong's cultivation was not at the late-Fourth Order Ancient God Realm as Wang Wei had mentioned, but it was actually at the peak of early Sixth Order Ancient God Realm!

Moreover, how could a peak early Sixth Order Ancient God Realm's battle prowess be this terrifying?! Not to mention, even though Cao Leng was an early Ninth Order Ancient God Realm master, how was he still unable to withstand a peak early Sixth Order Ancient God Realm cultivator's attacks?

"Wang Wei was the one who told you that my strength is at late-Fourth Order Ancient God Realm?" Huang Xiaolong sneered, full of ridicule.

In truth, it was hard to blame Wang Wei for assuming Huang Xiaolong was just a late-Fourth Order Ancient God Realm. After all, it had only been three to four years since the Four Mainlands' New Disciples Battle had ended. In fact, if compared to an average cultivator, it was an overestimation by Wang Wei that Huang Xiaolong could breakthrough to late-Fourth Order Ancient God Realm in such a short time.

The moment Huang Xiaolong's voice fell, Cao Leng snorted coldly. He lunged thrusting his sword towards Huang Xiaolong, like a dragon diving in deep waters.