Chapter 808: The Sub-Saint’s Most Treasure, the Mountain and River Fan, the Slashing Technique

Yang Kelie roared, all his strength gathered at the tip of his knife, and slashed out with an unstoppable force, colliding with the fan. There was a deafening "bang", and the entire arena seemed to tremble at this moment.

The mountains and rivers on the fan shook violently, as if they could not withstand the force and broke apart, but in the end, relying on its profound foundation, it firmly blocked Yang Kelie's attack.

"Mountain and River Fan, Mountains and Rivers Destroyed."

Cao Gongping shouted in a low voice, and the light on the folding fan shone brightly. The mountains and rivers were no longer just a pattern, but turned into a living source of power, bursting out with brilliant light, compressing the air to a buzzing sound.

The light on the folding fan was as bright as the rising sun. The mountains and rivers seemed to come alive under the light. The mountains rose and fell, and the rivers rushed. With an indescribable force, Yang Kelie's sword light was suppressed layer by layer until the light dimmed.

"Mountains and rivers suppress demons, and all things return to one!"

He stretched out his finger and tapped lightly in the air, as if outlining a wonderful trajectory in the void.

As his words fell, the mountain and river scroll on the folding fan suddenly rioted, and the thick arms like mountains suddenly stretched out. The green vines and white snow covered on it contained the spirit of mountains and rivers, and with the power to suppress everything, it went straight to Yang Kelie.

Yang Kelie's face was more solemn than ever before, and sweat slid down his forehead, but he had no time to care. He took a deep breath, and his left hand quickly sketched in the void. A word "slash" condensed into shape and merged into the blade like a substance.

In an instant, the sword shone with a cold light, and the blade light increased several times, with a sound of breaking through the air, and chopped straight at the mountain arm.

"Cut the word art, destroy!"

Every word Yang Kelie said seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth, with unyielding and determination. Amidst the loud bang, the blade light collided with the mountain arm, and the two were deadlocked, and a terrifying talent fluctuation broke out. The entire ring gradually began to collapse under this force.

At that moment, his sword seemed to be endowed with a soul, and the blade light surged, turning into a dazzling silver streak, cutting through the sky, vowing to cut all obstacles under the sword. With a loud bang, the blade light collided with the mountain arm, and an even more terrifying energy fluctuation broke out. Yang Kelie's figure was shaken back several steps, and the mountain arm also trembled slightly at this moment.

The two collided again, and a deafening roar broke out, and the entire ring was covered with dust and air waves.

Both of them were great scholars, and Cao Gongping had reached the pinnacle of great scholars. In terms of talent and cultivation, he suppressed Yang Kelie a little.

Yang Kelie's figure retreated repeatedly under the impact of the huge force, and each step left a deep footprint.

Cao Gongping sneered, and quickly formed seals with both hands. The light on the folding fan became even brighter. The power in the mountain and river scroll gathered again, and the mountain arm became even thicker, with vines entwined and covered with snow, as if there was really a mountain moving slowly, crushing towards Yang Kelie.

"It seems that I overestimated the number one genius in Tianguan."

His words were full of disdain, but it aroused Yang Kelie's fighting spirit even more.

Yang Kelie's eyes were cold, like a deep abyss. He was like lightning, galloping on the ring, and every step was extremely accurate, avoiding the mountain-like arm.

At the same time, his left hand was like a raging storm, and one after another "Zhan" was integrated into the blade. He put all his strength into each blade, and the blade light was as dense as raindrops, cutting the air into pieces.

"Zhan word art, cut life!"

He shouted, and his body merged with the blade light, turning into a silver lightning, shuttling across the ring. Every time the blade light collided with the mountain arm, it caused a violent explosion, and the energy fluctuations overflowed, shrouding the entire ring in chaos.

"The blade light is endless."

Yang Kelie shouted, and his body quickly dodged, and the blade light surged out like a tide, densely packed, submerging the entire ring. Boom! Boom! Boom! The blade light and the mountain arm kept colliding, making a deafening noise.

"The mountains and rivers are destroyed, and all things cease to exist!" Seeing Yang Kelie being so tenacious, Cao Gongping's face flashed with a ferocious look. He shouted angrily, and his hands quickly sketched in the air. The mountain and river scroll on the folding fan shattered into countless fragments, each of which exuded a terrifying aura and shot at Yang Kelie like a sharp blade.

Seeing this, Yang Kelie looked solemn, dodged quickly, and danced the big knife in his hand tightly, shooting down the fragments shot at him one by one. However, these fragments seemed endless, constantly shooting out from the folding fan, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and the power was getting stronger and stronger, which made Yang Kelie more and more stressed.

"Pan character tactic, immovable like a mountain!" At this critical moment, Yang Kelie suddenly shouted in a low voice, and his left hand quickly sketched a huge "Pan" character in the air while he quickly dodged.

As soon as this "Pan" character appeared, it exuded a heavy and stable aura, as if it was a mountain, standing tall.

As Yang Kelie finished outlining, the word "Pan" fell down with a bang, turning into a huge stone tablet, protecting Yang Kelie behind him.

The stone tablet emitted a faint golden light, and the fragments shot at Yang Kelie seemed to be blocked by an invisible force as soon as they touched the stone tablet, unable to move forward.

"What?!"

Seeing this, Cao Gongping showed a look of surprise on his face. He formed seals with both hands, trying to control the fragments to break through the stone tablet's defense, but found that the fragments seemed to lose their power in front of the stone tablet and fell one after another.

He quickly drew his hands in the air, trying to gather stronger power to break the stone tablet. However, no matter how hard he tried, the stone tablet stood like a mountain, blocking all his attacks.

At this moment, Yang Kelie held the long-handled broadsword in his right hand horizontally in front of him, as if he had turned into a mountain, standing on the ring. No matter how Cao Gongping attacked, he could not shake him at all.

Just as Cao Gongping continued to make a seal, the water-blue talent gathered in Yang Kelie's hand and turned into a water dragon longbow. Yang Kelie held the bow in his left hand and bit the bowstring with his teeth. A long arrow condensed by the water-blue talent instantly formed on the bow.

"Swoosh!"

The bow was like a full moon, and the arrow flew out with a sharp whistle, cutting through the sky and heading straight for Cao Gongping.

Above the arrow, the water-blue talent lingered, exuding a faint chill, and even the air was frozen wherever it passed. Seeing this, Cao Gongping immediately recalled the folding fan and tried to block the arrow.

However, the arrow was so fast that it flew away in a blink of an eye. Before the folding fan flew back, the arrow had already reached him.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and concentrate his own talent to block the arrow. With a loud bang, the arrow and the talent barrier collided with each other, and a strong energy fluctuation erupted.

Cao Gongping only felt a huge force coming, and the whole person was struck by lightning. He staggered back and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

And the arrow, after hitting the talent barrier, did not lose its remaining force, and directly penetrated the talent barrier and shot towards Cao Gongping's chest.

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