Overriding the Heaven

The sword emitted a green light, which was extremely terrifying. Even though it hadn't moved yet, it had already been stirred up by the biting cold tide in the air.    

"There's no hope …"    

"It's actually a Half-step spirit weapon, the Blue Feather Sect sure is generous!"    

"A disciple with a small success Second Level of Pulse Condensation Stage actually possesses a Half-step spirit weapon. I'm afraid that in a blink of an eye, the outcome of this battle will be decided."    

"Cultivating in the Immortal Realm is supported by alchemy, so no matter how strong the runes and formations are, Shattered Star Pavilion will only be a support. When facing against someone of true strength, one simply cannot resist, especially when the opponent possesses such a powerful weapon."    

The surroundings were filled with discussions.    

At this moment, even the cultivators who thought that the Shattered Star Pavilion still had hope changed their minds.    

The influence that Half-step spirit weapon brought was evident.    

"This Emperor Shen actually has such a sharp weapon, it seems like the Blue Feather Sect really needs to nurture him well." Looking at the green sword, Lin Miaoran could not help but ask.    

However, at this time, she discovered that Chu Yan's expression did not reveal the slightest hint of worry, but instead, had a faintly discernable sneer on his face.    

"Aren't you worried?" Lin Miaoran curiously blinked her eyes.    

"Nope." Chu Yan shook his head, "As for Half-step spirit weapon, this kind of sharp weapon, it depends on who has it. There is no strongest weapon, only the strongest cultivators, in this aspect, I have absolute confidence in A Qing."    

While the two of them were talking, the match had already begun.    

In an instant, the cyan colored sword light swept towards Shen Qing like a raging sea tide.    

In the blink of an eye, the fierce swords collided with each other like a torrential rain, thunder, and lightning. Everyone watching from a distance couldn't help but feel their souls trembling as loud rumbling sounds came from their ears and their breathing stopped.    

"Such powerful strength!"    

"Is this Second Level of Pulse Condensation Stage at the small success stage?"    

Waves of exclamations came from the surrounding stands.    

"Cousin, you're going to lose!" After the sword light, Emperor Shen sneered.    

That sword strike sealed all of his vitality. Emperor Shen Huang believed that Shen Qing would be unable to withstand it, and could only end up with a deathly pale face.    

"Chaotic Dance of the Wind and Moon!"    

Shen Qing's gaze remained unperturbed. Just when everyone thought that she would dodge hastily, Shen Qing stepped forward to face the sword beam. The giant axe in her hand swept out violently and a loud sound exploded out, giving off the impression that space was about to shatter under the attack.    

"She's crazy!"    

"That's the Half-step spirit weapon, she's just going to rush in straight. Does she want to die!?"    

"You are courting death!"    

Many people were stunned by Shen Qing's actions, their eyes widened in shock.    

BOOM!    

The huge axe collided violently with the sword beam, and a thunderous explosion was heard.    

In an instant, the flickering sparks turned into a dazzling fire dragon, stretching, extending, and spreading in all directions. It was so piercing that it made one's eyes bulge out, and tears gushed out.    

At this moment, even the air seemed to be on fire, rising crazily like a dancing golden snake.    

Shen Huang frowned. He could feel an aching sensation on his arm, and could not help but mutter in his heart: "What a great power."    

Shen Qing's strength was so great that it exceeded his expectations. Thus, in an instant, a layer of the sword beam was broken.    

"But, it's only the first layer, Falling Rain Burst Slash!"    

Emperor Shen Huang let out a cold snort. The green sword beam once again expanded and like a tempest, it engulfed the entire giant axe in an instant.    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

The might of the Half-step spirit weapon, at this moment, was fully unleashed.    

The gigantic axe in Shen Qing's hand was slashed into several pieces by the sword beam.    

The axe that was the size of a wheel was thrown into the air. In an instant, it had been sliced into several pieces.    

"You lost." Destroying Shen Qing's weapon, Shen Huang chuckled and said confidently.    

Many sect disciples in the audience also shook their heads: "I have already lost the first match of Shattered Star Pavilion."    

However, at this time, Shen Qing, who was behind the broken pieces of the giant axe, suddenly sped up.    

Borrowing the opportunity of the Sword Qi sweeping through the Great Ax, she rushed forward like a flash, in the blink of an eye arriving in front of Emperor Shen Huang.    

Shen Huang, who was certain that the other party had lost, was stunned for a moment before recovering from his daze.    

Due to his momentary daze, Shen Qing seized the opportunity and appeared before him.    

Waving her arm furiously, Shen Qing formed her five fingers into a claw and charged straight at the other party.    

"Furious Dragon Bind!"    

In that moment, Emperor Shen's eyes flashed: "You still dare to attack? I think you don't want this hand!"    

The sword beam moved and in an instant, it weaved together to form a huge net, enveloping towards Shen Qing's arm.    

If Shen Qing's arm was sucked into it, it would immediately shatter into pieces just like the giant axe previously.    

But at this moment, Shen Qing's speed was much faster than what Shen Huang had imagined.    

Her arm was like a furious dragon probing the river. In the blink of an eye, her fingers passed through the gaps between the sword beams and landed on Shen Huang's wrist.    

At this moment, Shen Huang felt as if his wrist was pierced by a myriad of steel needles.    

Countless blood arrows shot out, the pain that entered into his marrows caused Emperor Shen Huang to uncontrollably let out a painful groan, the Half-step spirit weapon in his hands was actually unable to be grasped at all.    

"Bastard!" With a flick of his wrist, the sword light turned into a straight line and slashed towards Shen Qing. At the same time, he executed his movement technique and retreated swiftly.    

"Soaring Feather Steps!"    

Initially, he had hoped to use this sword attack to force Shen Qing to the back and create some distance between himself and Shen Qing before attacking again. After all, with the Half-step spirit weapon in his hands, Shen Huang still felt confident in defeating Shen Qing.    

But right at this moment, an unbelievable scene appeared before Shen Huang.    

Shen Qing actually didn't retreat!    

The expression in her eyes didn't change in the slightest!    

Swish!    

At this moment, the sword beam had already left a trail of blood on Shen Qing's arm.    

Two of the wounds were so deep that even the bones were visible.    

However, it was as if Shen Qing didn't feel it at all.    

She took another step forward.    

This step, in Emperor Shen's eyes, was like a thunderous kick to his heart, causing his breathing to become sluggish.    

"You crazy — —" Emperor Shen's eyes widened, and he couldn't help blurting out.    

"Teacher told me that once I withdraw, I would lose without a doubt!" Shen Qing's gaze was cold, but at this moment, her body erupted with incomparable strength, "So, I can't retreat!"    

Facing the sword gleams, Shen Qing exerted her strength into her five fingers once more.    

Bang! A burst of blood came out from Shen Huang's wrist, the Half-step spirit weapon flew out of his hand and spun at a high speed in mid air. It was like a windmill that flew out.    

Only then did he manage to stabilize his body. His eyes revealed a look of fear, panic, bewilderment and embarrassment as he looked at Shen Qing.    

His left hand covered his right wrist.    

Thick blood continuously gushed out from the gaps between his fingers.    

The intense pain, at this moment, made Emperor Shen feel like his teeth were about to shatter.    

However, at this time, he felt even more humiliated.    

At this time, in the direction that he was facing, Shen Qing's feet were on the ground, her arms were dripping with blood, two wounds were split open, and one could faintly see bones, but her eyes did not have the slightest change.    

"Your Half-step spirit weapon's advantage is already gone."    

At this moment, Shen Qing said something that was like adding oil to fire.