Inside the earth vein, the Taiyin Dragon Ball above Xiao Yang's head was absorbing the earth vein's spiritual energy at an increasingly faster speed.
The power fluctuations emanating from the Taiyin Dragon Ball became stronger and stronger, and the spiritual energy of the entire ice and fire vein was aroused.
The people around felt as if they were being pressed down by a huge mountain, and they could hardly even lift their waists.
Everyone was terrified.
Could it be that this Sword Saint actually wants to use the entire ice and fire vein to refine a treasure?
At this time, Xiao Yang mobilized the power of the Taiyin Dragon Ball, performed the Futian Sword Technique, and unleashed his twelfth-level sword intent, attracting thousands of swords to point at Jiang Qitian.
"Kneel down!"
Xiao Yang's voice was extremely majestic, he was like a peerless sword master, he clenched his sword fingers and continued to press Jiang Qitian forward.
"Boom boom..."
The entire void was shaking.
His finger pressed down like a mountain collapsing or the sky falling.
Chu Lingxiao, Li Chenyu, the great monk Dumie, the Taoist Tianxu, the Sword God Huang Tian, these big shots were all terrified to the extreme.
When the Sword Master gets angry, it's so terrifying!
Jiang Qitian was shaking all over, but he still held on, trying hard to stand and not kneel down.
"I'd rather die than kneel!"
Jiang Qitian gritted his teeth, his whole face flushed red, veins throbbing on his forehead, and his entire body felt as if all the bones were about to be broken, but he just refused to kneel.
Xiao Yang actually knew that with his own strength, it was impossible for him to crush Jiang Qitian who was holding the Qingyang Sword.
If I had known this earlier, Jiang Qitian would have defeated Li Chenyu with just one move.
However, Jiang Qitian deserved his bad luck.
At this time, Xiao Yang and the Taiyin Dragon Ball were in a delicate state.
He can draw upon the power of the Taiyin Dragon Ball for his own benefit.
At this moment, with the power of the Taiyin Dragon Ball, his fighting power is comparable to the peak of his previous life.
Not to mention Jiang Qitian who holds the Qingyang Sword, even if the Sword Saint ancestor of the Fuyao Sword Sect comes in person, he will be able to fight.
You know, Xiao Yang also cultivated to the Holy Martial Realm in his previous life. When he was at the peak of his powers, he had no rivals in the Northern Territory of Wenjian.
What he lacked in his whole life was the realm of cultivation.
"You won't kneel, right?"
Xiao Yang approached Jiang Qitian step by step. With every step he took, the pressure on Jiang Qitian doubled.
He took three steps, and Jiang Qitian's waist bent a bit.
"kneel!"
Xiao Yang shouted loudly and took the fourth step.
"bump!"
Jiang Qitian bent his legs, sank his body, and knelt on the ground with his knees. The hard ground as hard as iron was directly cracked by his knees.
He finally couldn't bear this overwhelming force that was like a sacred mountain pressing down on him.
"puff!"
Jiang Qitian was shocked, angry, anxious, ashamed and angry, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Senior, please let my father go..."
Jiang Ting cried.
"You have to kneel even if you don't want to!"
Xiao Yang turned a deaf ear to Jiang Ting's pleas. He looked down coldly through the golden dragon-patterned mask at Jiang Qitian, who was kneeling on the ground, still holding the Qingyang Sword tightly.
In the void surrounding Jiang Qitian, countless swords were pointing at him.
All Xiao Yang needed was a thought to make his sanctimonious master experience the feeling of having his heart pierced by thousands of swords.
"you……"
Jiang Qitian gritted his teeth, raised his head and stared at Xiao Yang fiercely, his whole body trembling with anger, and his eyes turned red.
Li Chenyu, Chu Lingxiao and others couldn't help but admire Jiang Qitian.
Even at this point, Jiang Qitian still refused to give in.
Xiao Yang simply ignored Jiang Ting's cries and pleas.
In his previous life, he would lose his mind whenever Jiang Ting cried.
In his previous life, the thing he hated the most was Jiang Ting's tears.
As long as Jiang Ting cried, he would compromise and bow his head.
But now, even if Jiang Ting cried until she went blind in front of him, he would not show any sympathy.
When I like you, I treat you as a treasure. When I don’t like you anymore, you are just grass.
"Why, you're still not convinced?"
Xiao Yang was also a little surprised that Jiang Qitian, this hypocrite, was so stubborn.
“I don’t agree!”
Jiang Qitian roared angrily.
When Xiao Yang thought about how Jiang Qitian had played him around in his previous life, he immediately became furious.
"bump!"
Xiao Yang immediately punched Jiang Qitian in the face.
You are the leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect, right? You think you are high and mighty, right? You are trying to trick people, right? How dare you plot against me to die for you, right? In this life, I will beat you until you doubt your life.
“…”
When everyone saw this scene, their eyes almost popped out of their heads in shock.
After Xiao Yang punched Jiang Qitian in the face, his nose was crooked, his front teeth were knocked out, and his face was covered in blood.
"You don't accept it, do you?"
"bump!"
"I'll make you dissatisfied..."
"bump!"
"If you don't obey, I will beat you until you obey..."
"bump!"
"Your bones are hard, right?"
"bump!"
"I want to see whether your bones are stronger or my fists are stronger..."
"bump!"
Under everyone's confused gaze, Xiao Yang immediately punched and kicked Jiang Qitian, beating him up severely.
How could he let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to beat Jiang Qitian up?
If he missed today, he would never have the chance to beat Jiang Qitian again.
Therefore, Xiao Yang used all his strength and beat Jiang Qitian with his fists and feet, hitting him hard. He made Jiang Qitian fall to the ground and was in great pain.
"Senior, please spare my life, please spare my life, please stop hitting me, please stop hitting me..."
In the distance, Jiang Ting kowtowed to Xiao Yang repeatedly.
Xiao Yang turned a deaf ear.
He didn't stop until he had beaten Jiang Qitian to a pulp and even kicked him hard a few times.
"This……"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This Sword Master is too violent.
Originally, he was a man of extraordinary bearing, relying on the Qingyang Sword in his hand to look down on the crowd and the world. The high and mighty Qingyang Sword master, now he has been turned into a pig's head.
Who would believe it if they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes?
"It feels good. I finally got rid of my anger."
Xiao Yang just felt extremely happy.
In his previous life, he was betrayed so badly by Jiang Qitian. In this life, he can finally take revenge.
Xiao Yang possessed the body and picked up the Qingyang Sword that had fallen on the ground.
"The peerless sword in your hands is like a pearl covered in dust, even worse than scrap iron."
As Xiao Yang spoke, he grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled out the Qingyang Sword.
"what……"
"How is this possible..."
Everyone who saw this scene was in disbelief.
This is the Qingyang Sword, and only the Qingyang Sword Sect and its descendants are qualified to wield it.
This sword master can actually draw the Qingyang Sword?
Xiao Yang retracted his sword intention.
Countless swords suspended in the air immediately fell from the sky like raindrops.
Everyone quickly practiced sword techniques and collected the flying swords.
Jiang Qitian's flying sword also fell to the ground.
The pressure on everyone was instantly relieved.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Ting hurriedly got up from the ground and rushed towards Jiang Qitian.
Xiao Yang casually swung the Qingyang Sword a few times. Wherever the sword light passed, it seemed as if the void was cut apart by the sword tip. The sword energy rushed dozens of feet away, leaving several sword marks on the hard ground.
The cold sword energy that burst out from the Qingyang Sword made the important figures around feel cold all over and terrified.
"Bang Bang!"