Chapter 214: One Against Two, Stress Test

One was the Golden Great Hand Seal launched by Jiang Yifei, blotting out the sky and sun, carrying a terrifying Concept that suppressed everything!

The other was a pitch-black blade beam blasted out by Ying Xuan, like a demon god from Hell, filled with a violent aura of destruction!

These two attacks were fast and ruthless, clearly premeditated, intending to heavily injure Zhou Chen in a single blow!

Fortunately, Zhou Chen was prepared and sensed the danger the moment the attacks arrived!

Without even thinking, he lightly shifted his body forward.

Simultaneously, he circulated the Primal Creation Scripture with all his might, and the extremely pure Chaos Spiritual Energy in his body transformed into a protective spiritual light that instantly covered his entire body.

Boom! Boom!

Two massive explosions erupted almost simultaneously!

Zhou Chen easily avoided all the attacks; the terrifying impact force didn't affect him in the slightest.

He turned around indifferently, looking at Jiang Yifei and Ying Xuan with cold eyes.

"Since you've come, then all of you shall stay."

Zhou Chen's gaze sharpened, and a trace of anger couldn't help but rise in his heart.

He had just entered the Eastern Desolation and didn't want to cause trouble, but he hadn't expected them to be so shameless as to directly join forces to ambush him, truly taking him for a soft persimmon to be squeezed.

If Zhou Chen's Divine Sense hadn't been so powerful, their ambush might have actually succeeded.

"Kid, hand over the Treasure Artifact fragment!"

Jiang Yifei said coldly in a commanding tone, "Nameless nobody, that's not something you can have!"

Ying Xuan was even more direct, clenching his fists until his knuckles cracked. "Break your own arms, and we might consider leaving you an intact corpse!"

Zhou Chen looked at the two of them acting so entitled and superior, and said indifferently, "Heh, so these are the so-called prodigies of the Immortal Imperial Clans? Refusing to admit defeat, ambushing from behind, and ganging up on others? Such grand airs! Why don't you take a look in the mirror to see if you even have the strength!"

Being scolded like this by Zhou Chen, Jiang Yifei and Ying Xuan felt embarrassed, but their killing intent grew even stronger.

"Sharp-tongued! You're looking for death!"

Jiang Yifei stopped wasting words and formed hand seals. A massive imperial phantom appeared behind him, exuding overwhelming pressure as it threw a punch toward Zhou Chen!

This was the Jiang Family's Imperial Clan secret technique—the Medium Grade Imperial Rank Flame Gold Dragon Palm.

Ying Xuan also moved at the same time. He roared, and his body actually expanded by a size. Black-gold demonic runes appeared on his skin, and his aura became incredibly violent, like a humanoid Vicious Beast pouncing on Zhou Chen.

It was none other than the Ying Family's Battle Secret Method, which could increase power by at least fifty percent.

Both of them used lethal moves from the start, showing no mercy.

Zhou Chen's expression remained indifferent.

Both of them had half-step cultivation, and as Imperial Clan prodigies, they had deep foundations; their true combat strength far exceeded those of the same rank.

Now that the two were joining forces, in Zhou Chen's view, they were far inferior compared to a Quasi-Emperor Evil Spirit.

"Well come!"

Zhou Chen shouted, and the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Skill erupted. His entire blood and Qi surged like an awakening savage dragon!

A golden dragon-elephant phantom condensed in the Void Realm.

In the next moment.

Zhou Chen clenched his left fist and directly clashed head-on with Ying Xuan.

His right hand formed a sword finger, fusing Perfection Great River Sword Intent with Slaughter Sword Intent to create a terrifying sword astral, slashing toward Jiang Yifei's imperial fist phantom!

Rumble!

An earth-shaking explosion resounded in the valley!

An energy storm raged everywhere, and the shockwaves from the collision leveled the entire valley.

Zhou Chen fought one against two, taking their full-strength attacks head-on, his figure remaining completely undisturbed.

Instead, the two of them retreated over a dozen steps, blood leaking from the corners of their mouths, their internal blood and Qi churning violently.

They glanced at each other, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. Neither of them was weaker than Zhou Chen, yet even when joining forces, they couldn't gain the slightest advantage over him.

"Humph! You indeed have some skill; no wonder you dare to be so arrogant! But today, you will certainly die!"

Ying Xuan grinned savagely and pounced again, his punches and kicks like a violent storm, his offensive fierce.

Jiang Yifei appeared more steady, the imperial phantom continuously striking with various powerful seal techniques, attacking from a distance to pin Zhou Chen down.

Zhou Chen remained indifferent.

He pushed the Taiyi Golden Light Step to its limit, constantly shifting and maneuvering within the valley to dodge the vast majority of their attacks.

Zhou Chen wasn't in a hurry to kill them with one blow; he used less than thirty percent of his strength.

He wanted to see where he stood compared to these so-called Eastern Desolation geniuses.

The two of them gradually developed a rapport, one attacking fiercely in close combat, the other suppressing from a distance.

Several times, Ying Xuan's fists brushed past his body, the sharp wind scraping against Zhou Chen's skin.

Jiang Yifei's Imperial Seal Techniques also fell from time to time, blasting massive craters into the ground where he stood.

However, what the two didn't notice was that while the battle seemed intense, the hem of Zhou Chen's clothes had only caught a trace of dust.

"Kid, let's see how much longer you can hold out!"

Ying Xuan fought more and more fiercely.

"Surrender, and I'll give you a quick death!"

Seeing Zhou Chen's calm appearance, Jiang Yifei felt a secret hatred and continuously intensified his attacks.

Zhou Chen felt he had a good grasp of their strength and suddenly found it boring.

They couldn't even handle thirty percent of his power.

"Better to settle this quickly," Zhou Chen thought.

Unable to land a blow for a long time, Ying Xuan became increasingly irritable. He threw a heavy punch toward Zhou Chen's face, leaving himself wide open.

To coordinate with him, Jiang Yifei also launched a massive golden palm seal to block Zhou Chen's retreat.

Seeing that both had revealed openings.

Zhou Chen stopped holding back. He pushed the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Skill to its limit, opened his left hand, and steadily caught Ying Xuan's punch!

Bang!

Crack!

Ying Xuan heard the sound of his ribs breaking. Intense pain surged through him, but he gritted his teeth and endured it!

Using this impact force, his body was like a shooting star; instead of retreating, he advanced, lunging fiercely at Zhou Chen again.

"First Bloom of the Azure Lotus!"

Zhou Chen's voice suddenly rang in Ying Xuan's ears.

Buzz!

The Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth was instantly drained.

A massive, budding azure lotus phantom suddenly appeared in front of Ying Xuan, enveloping him within it.

Above the lotus, Sword Intent soared to the heavens.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still!

The savage grin on Ying Xuan's face froze, turning into horror!

He felt himself locked on by two terrifying Sword Intents, and his blood felt like it was about to freeze.

He wanted to retreat, but found he couldn't move!

Jiang Yifei's face also changed drastically, and he cried out in shock, "Imperial Rank sword technique? Perfection Sword Intent?! Impossible!"

He wanted to reinforce Ying Xuan, but at such close range, it was clearly too late.

The massive azure lotus slowly bloomed!

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—!!!

Countless tiny, extremely condensed azure petals were like a violent storm, or like the Nine Heavens Milky Way pouring down.

Carrying the supreme Sword Intent that could destroy everything, they instantly submerged Ying Xuan completely.

"No—!!!"

Ying Xuan only had time to let out a roar of despair and unwillingness. The violent demonic runes and protective Spiritual Qi around him were like paper before the endless azure Sword Qi, torn to shreds in an instant.

Boom!!!

Light exploded, and Sword Qi crisscrossed!

When the azure lotus sword rain passed, only Ying Xuan remained, covered in blood and standing there in tattered clothes.

The aura on his body had withered to the extreme; his eyes were vacant, filled with disbelief and fear.

His entire body was covered in countless fine sword scars, looking like a shattered piece of porcelain barely held together.

Thud!

He could no longer hold himself up and fell straight backward, crashing heavily onto the ground and fainting.

Although he wasn't dead, he was critically injured and on the verge of death; he wouldn't be able to recover for several months.

Silence!