Even if Yuan Suifeng has merely practiced the Heavy Sword Suppressing Heaven to the Basic Entry stage, he is still the strongest among the strongest.

Just see.

As Yuan Suifeng unleashed this sword strike!

In an Instant.

A space rift, incredibly large and incredibly clear, like a long river of space, dim and murky, spreading from the heavy sword's tip toward Su Chen's position, expanding infinitely fast, swift as breathless.

Moreover, the Heavy Sword Suppressing Heaven caused all the surrounding air to be extinguished and drained in an instant, creating a space of the heavy sword, a space of boundless chaos, a space with only power and sword edge.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yuan Suifeng's heavy sword seemed alive and soulful, as if facing a myriad of dragons, resembling Taotie devouring the sky, akin to a chaos crocodile roaring, rushing toward Su Chen.

In that instant, everyone around seemed locked, frozen, controlled, although the heavy sword wasn't directed at them, yet still felt like wandering in the prison cage of will of death and sword intent.

Too strong!!!

The technique Heavy Sword Suppressing Heaven, clearly, surpassed the ultimate combat power of the Nine Heavens Realm, completely reaching the Great Dao Realm!

Shen Yiyao stood not far behind Su Chen, perhaps the one feeling the most intense danger and taste of death on the scene, except Su Chen, which left her bloodless, with despair in her lovely eyes, pure despair.

In the distance, Zhao Lingxi stared with her enchanting eyes, standing there, similarly only feeling despair, realizing her previous thoughts were somewhat naive, or perhaps an overestimation of herself, she simply couldn't save Su Chen! Because at this moment, as Yuan Suifeng made his move, she couldn't even move!

"Not bad." Meanwhile, Su Chen muttered.

Indeed.

Yuan Suifeng's sword earned his admiration.

Heavy Sword Emperor surely was impressive, Yuan Suifeng gained Heavy Sword Emperor's legacy, his strength indeed increased substantially.

However.

Still not enough.

Seeing as the Heavy Sword Suppressing Heaven was already coming, seemingly carrying the force of a plane, crashing towards himself, so overwhelmingly, so fiercely.

Yet.

Su Chen remained unhurried.

"Hah." Su Chen merely uttered lightly, and raised the hand holding the Ancient Dust Sword.

The Ancient Dust Sword moved.

It was at that second, noticeably, Yuan Suifeng was somewhat surprised because, in his view, Su Chen shouldn't be able to resist or make a move, he thought Su Chen should have been constrained by the aura of his Heavy Sword Suppressing Heaven, unable to move, evade, or retaliate.

Unexpectedly...

Of course, only just surprised.

The outcome, evidently destined.

Even if Su Chen could make a move against it, so what?

Could Su Chen withstand the Heavy Sword Suppressing Heaven? Yuan Suifeng felt disdain.

In a flash!!!

Ding...

A piercing sound, tearing the eardrums, suddenly soared.

The terrifying sound waves, akin to demon roars, ghost and beast howls, tearing everything, stirred crazily towards every direction.

And beneath such sounds.

The glow waves of mysterious qi, even more dazzling, blinding.

Everyone around, be it heavily injured or previously frightened by Yuan Suifeng, raised their heads, bulging eyes, motionless, tightly, staring at the collision between Ancient Dust Sword and the gray-black heavy sword.

In their eyes.

That... that... that heavy sword! That gray-black heavy sword!!!

Was clearly broken!

Clear and thorough, everyone witnessed it in person.

The heavy sword from Heavy Sword Emperor's personal sword, broke, broke from the heavy sword.

Yet Su Chen's Ancient Dust Sword, seemingly ordinary, remained intact, continuing its rhythm, as if not impeded at all!

Such a scene shredded the mind and thinking of Shen Yiyao, Zhao Lingxi, and all other swordsmen like a blender.

Dazed, stunned? Not enough to depict the trembling terror and fright at this moment.

How... how could this be?

A moment ago, in their minds, Su Chen's sword should have directly disintegrated into powder, Su Chen's whole being directly shattered to void, yet the result...

"No! Impossible!! Heavy Sword Suppressing Heaven!!! One sword achieving 800 billion Dragon's Force! Cannot be defeated!" Yuan Suifeng howled, frantically, grimly, uncontrollably screaming.

He seemed to suddenly drop from 100,000 meters high altitude, seemed to be thrown into magma, seemed to enter the sea of blade and fire.

He couldn't accept, mind shattered into pieces in that instant, utterly insane, stunned, broken.

His face no longer resembled a human face, twisted likened to a demon, eyes bulging out, blood-red, indistinguishable from deviation.

And then.

"Bang..."

The Ancient Dust Sword continued forward.

One sword struck Yuan Suifeng's body.

Yuan Suifeng directly became void, not even a blood mist remained, nor divine soul.

Su Chen's sword was too strong.

The strongest.

Of course, blame Yuan Suifeng for losing composure earlier, causing him to completely lose any thoughts of evasion, escape, or resistance after his heavy sword broke, watching helplessly as the Ancient Dust Sword fell upon him.

"800 billion Dragon's Force, what does it count for?" Su Chen murmured, mind calmer, for him, killing Yuan Suifeng was like crushing an ant.

His Ancient Dust Sword seemed ordinary.

Yet actually used Three Powers Transformation, used mysterious beast bone, used Heavens Stars Great Array, also borrowed Old Dragon's Power, pure strength, reaching 1,500 billion Dragon's Force, in comparison, Yuan Suifeng's proud and ultimately confident 800 billion Dragon's Force attack, what was it? Half inferior.

Moreover, Su Chen's sword was enshrined with Sword Rhyme, Sixth Stage Sword Rhyme, yes, fused with a trace of chaotic current's sword rhyme, making this sword's destructive force of 1,500 billion Dragon's Force even more unimaginable in fierceness and sharpness.

Such a sword, against Yuan Suifeng's heavy sword, easily crushed, tore apart, is there any doubt?

No doubt, in Su Chen's view, it's akin to using a bull knife to kill a chicken.

Su Chen withdrew the Ancient Dust Sword.

Calmly, easily, like breathing, drinking water, eating food casually.

Yet around.

Silent for a long time.

Silent as if all were dead, no sound of breathing, heartbeat heard.

Only those revering, frantic, fervent, unwilling to believe, fearful, awe-stricken eyes.

"Cough cough... Yi Yao, what's wrong, wake up." Su Chen speechless, turned his head, raised his hand, waved in front of Shen Yiyao's lovely eyes, with a wry smile.

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