Chapter 915: Chapter 915

Mirror Moon Space, above the vast earth.

Li Xuanfeng’s figure had just been simulated, and the well-prepared Chen Hai didn’t say a word, raising his fist and striking out.

A straightforward punch, simple to the extreme.

Countless Six Desires Laws entangled his fist, as if this punch could suppress all laws between heaven and earth.

Li Xuanfeng’s Supreme Sword Path was equally sharp and fierce.

The last time, before Chen Hai had stepped into the Quasi-Saint Realm, his punch, surrounded by mana power, was instantly completely nullified by the sword light Li Xuanfeng slashed out.

Now, after Chen Hai had stepped into the Quasi-Saint, the power of laws he mastered had already integrated into one. Although it had not yet completely transformed into the Great Path, it had already been refined to the extreme.

His fist collided with the sword light slashed out by Li Xuanfeng, piece by piece sword light thus annihilated into nothingness.

Compared to last time, now the situation of the battle between the two had completely reversed.

His punch, as if sweeping away dead wood, in just a blink of an eye, had completely broken all the sword light between heaven and earth.

Then, as his fist shook, under the crush of the extreme force, the long sword that was Li Xuanfeng’s life partner’s healing was shattered in the front half and turned into dust.

"Sacrifice Sword!" The whole person was sent flying tens of miles away, Li Xuanfeng spurted blood wildly.

Those blood sprays turned into a sky full of blood mist, dyeing the land he was in blood red.

Sword cultivators like him always lived with the sword, died with the sword.

The three-foot long sword in his hand, including the hilt, now had only just over a foot left.

The whole sword, even if not completely broken yet, was not far from it.

The punch Chen Hai blasted out, the power contained within, although blocked by that long sword and did not fall directly on Li Xuanfeng.

But because the sword was damaged, the entire sword was on the verge of being totally destroyed, Li Xuanfeng himself was also half-dead, more than half his life was already lost.

He seemed to have only his last breath left, even the blood gushing from his body had evaporated into blood mist, turning into red haze.

In the next moment, all the blood between heaven and earth, including his broken body, rushed into that shattered three-foot long sword like a return to the ancestor.

A giant Blood Sword exuding terrifying might appeared between heaven and earth.

As if to cut through this Mirror Moon Space, this Blood Sword, just slashed out, was already gathered from endless blood light, the sword light miraculously appeared above Chen Hai’s head.

"Again with this Sacrifice Sword? Still using this move against me?" Expressionless, Chen Hai sneered coldly.

He raised his fist and struck upward at his own head.

Last time, when he tangled with Li Xuanfeng for several two-hour periods, he finally lost his life under this Sacrifice Sword technique.

Already having died once under this sword move, facing Li Xuanfeng’s sword now, Chen Hai had some experience.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

The blood-colored sword light which appeared in the void above Chen Hai’s head under the bombardment of Chen Hai’s fists, never truly fell.

Compared with the myriad sword lights he previously slashed, this Sacrifice Sword of Li Xuanfeng, in terms of might, was undoubtedly several times stronger.

At the beginning of the battle, with just one punch, Chen Hai could break away all the expansive sky-covering sword light, but at this moment, after dozens of punches, he still couldn’t make the blood-colored sword light completely dissipate.

The last bit of remaining sword light penetrated through the heavy shadows of fists, truly slashing onto Chen Hai’s body.

Clearly feeling that bit of sword light brought him immense damage, cutting off a few of his hairs before finally losing its power and dissipating into nothingness.

"Such a formidable and fierce Sacrifice Sword..." Inhaled a cold breath, Chen Hai broke out in a cold sweat.

The only thing he felt fortunate about was that after all the Blood Light completely dispersed, Li Xuanfeng also turned to fly ash, completely vanished.

It seemed that this Sacrifice Sword was truly Li Xuanfeng’s ultimate life-threatening move.

After this sword struck out, whether the enemy would die or not, he was unsure, but he himself was definitely already doomed to die.

"So, to say in the Mirror Moon Space last time, in my battle with Li Xuanfeng, it can only be described as mutual destruction, I didn’t truly lose to him?"

Having just been somewhat alarmed, upon this thought resurfacing in Chen Hai’s mind, he felt as if his mood was a bit better.

"When I was in the Golden Immortal Perfection Realm, I was already able to reach mutual destruction with Li Xuanfeng."

"Now, I have achieved Quasi-Saint, and when facing Li Xuanfeng of the same realm, I couldn’t instantly kill him, getting a few hairs cut instead?"

"Such a failure, really quite a failure, it seems that just having the realm is not enough, my combat abilities still need sharpening!"

Slightly frowning, Chen Hai meditated within the Mirror Moon Space.

He replayed the scene when he had just fought with Li Xuanfeng several times in his mind.

Then, he began to reflect on himself, pondering over those past mistakes during battle.

"Again!" An hour later, stood Chen Hai, he focused his thoughts, and Li Xuanfeng, who had vanished before, was once again simulated by him.

With different methods of response, he tried fighting many rounds with Li Xuanfeng.

Finally, he found the relatively secure and best method to instantly kill Li Xuanfeng with one blow.

Facing Li Xuanfeng, he didn’t need to calculate anything, just punch him, making him severely injured and almost dying, then turn around and run.

In reality, what would Li Xuanfeng react when critically injured and dying? The source of thɪs content is 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽

Although Chen Hai didn’t know, the simulated Li Xuanfeng in the Mirror Moon Space, once severely injured, feeling no hope of defeating him, would, without a word, directly use Sacrifice Sword.

Having battled so many times with Li Xuanfeng, this was the experience Chen Hai had summed up.

"As a middle-grade Primordial Chaos Spiritual Treasure, the simulated Li Xuanfeng within the Mirror Moon Space should be the same as the Li Xuanfeng I saw that day."

"Between the two, due to the passage of time, there might be changes in strength, but the combat style deeply ingrained should not change much under normal circumstances."

"As a pure sword cultivator, Li Xuanfeng should belong to someone who would rather break than bend, in situations of severe injury and defeat already determined, he would directly risk his life using Sacrifice Sword, matching his style!"

Quiet for a moment, pondering for a long time, upon reaching this conclusion, Chen Hai muttered silently to himself.

One-on-one combat, now that he could already instantly kill Li Xuanfeng, his challenge target naturally aimed for stronger levels of experts.

At the Quasi-Saint level, besides himself, someone with strength greater than Li Xuanfeng might exist, but Chen Hai had never seen one.

If he wanted to challenge stronger targets, there was only one choice, Emperor Pan Ancestor, no other options.

"Last time challenging Emperor Pan Ancestor, with just one glance, he could glare me to death, against him, I lost quite miserably."

"Now, I have stepped into the Quasi-Saint Realm, only a Great Realm difference between him, a Primordial Chaos Daluo Golden Immortal."

"With the Six Desires Hongmeng Heavenly Skill as the basis of my path, I should possess the power to fight across realms."

"It’s just a pity that I’ve just broken through to Quasi-Saint, not having experienced the tempering of time, wanting to defeat Emperor Pan Ancestor, a Primordial Chaos Great Power, for now, there should be little hope."

"Simulating his evolution, I don’t expect too much, just hoping to hold him off for a moment would be enough for me..."

Hesitating for a long time, pondering endlessly, finally, gritting his teeth, Chen Hai simulated Emperor Pan Ancestor.

"Kill..." At the time of the attack, with a roar, feeling more imposing, making himself more confident.

Hundreds of meters away, just as Emperor Pan Ancestor’s body appeared, Chen Hai with a roar, raised his fist, and already charged forward.