Chapter 86: The Ten Great Divine Artifacts

  "Boom!!!!!!" On the battlefield, two figures were constantly entangled with each other, from time to time causing a series of explosions around the battlefield. The surrounding dust flew up into the air, adding a dusty cloak to the battlefield.

  "Clang!" Two figures finally appeared before everyone's eyes, a staff and a sword stuck tightly together, both figures' faces flushed with red.

  "Bang! Bang!" Two loud crashes rang out, and Leng Xiao Yao and Ping Fan quickly retreated several steps back, stopping to gaze at each other from a distance.

  An ordinary face showed a kind of satisfied color: "Little brother, good skills indeed, Ping certain admires."

  Leng Xiao Yao's mouth curled up into a faint smile as he replied, "Ping Xian Sheng's moves aren't bad either. Let's continue."

  "Alright, next I'll be using my Qi, you'd better be careful, little brother." A look of battle intent also appeared on Pingfan's face.

  "Alright." Lan Xie Yao's hand, which was holding the staff, exerted a bit of force and then tightened its grip again. The spiritual energy within his body began to circulate, and the staff in his hand suddenly emitted a powerful aura.

  Ping Fan had just started to mobilize his Dou Qi when he felt a strong sense of pressure bearing down on him, and this pressure was getting stronger by the second. Ping Fan's figure moved swiftly, breaking through the pressure before it reached its peak, otherwise he would have been defeated without a doubt.

  "Here it comes." Leng Xianyao this time directly mobilized the soul power inside his body and input it into the Ruyi stick, raising the Ruyi stick to meet the ordinary hard collision head-on, wanting to try out the power of the soul.

  "A hard collision?" At the same time as he dodged, he saw Leng Xiangyang's bold move and his face revealed a hint of surprise. To think that in their previous exchange, they were only competing in martial skills and speed, never actually colliding with each other's true strength. Could it be that he was really so confident that he could surpass him in terms of power as well? Alright, since that's the case, then let's try to see just how strong your power is.

  Pingfan thought of this, the dragon sword in his hand once again emitted a white light with a hint of purple, from which it could be seen that Pingfan was already very close to becoming a Sword God.

  "Is he approaching the Sword God?" Cold Xue saw this scene, and once again added soul power to his hand. If earlier Cold Xue only wanted to use 90% of his strength, then at this moment, Cold Xue had already used 120% of his strength, wanting to see just how strong he was.

  The sword and the club were getting closer and closer, and with a loud crash, they collided in mid-air. The space around them suddenly erupted with explosive sounds, and within a hundred meters of where the two were standing, explosions began to erupt one after another. A massive mushroom cloud of dust rose up from the central battlefield, making it impossible for onlookers like Huang Tao to see what was happening inside.

  In the dusty and blurred space, a sharp sword tip was stabbing straight at Leng Xueyao's chest. Seeing this scene, Leng Xueyao's face changed color, and he swung his Ruyi stick with a thought in mind.

  The Ruyi Stick, under the cold and carefree intention, suddenly grew several meters in length, directly striking Ping Fan's abdomen, sending him flying out for several meters.

  "What's going on?" Ping Fan didn't care about the injuries on his body or the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but instead had a bewildered expression. He hadn't figured it out yet, how did Cold Skye's golden rod suddenly lengthen by several meters? What was the reason for this? Did Cold Skye's divine artifact have some special feature? It was strange.

  Leng Xiangyao had a smiling expression on his face, holding the Ruyi stick standing on the ground, and the outcome of this battle has already been decided, there is no need to continue fighting.

  After the dust settled, Huang Tao, who was watching from outside, had a tense expression as he gazed at the battlefield. He knew that there were crucial issues behind this battle. If his young master won, the Cold family's power would greatly increase, but if his young master lost, how could he explain it to the Marshal? Huang Tao's mind was in great turmoil at this moment.

  "I lost." The ordinary voice shocked Huang Tao and others.

  "Ah, Senior Ping, you lost because of your weapon, not because of your technique. On the contrary, I have great respect for your skills." Chilly's words were not meant to flatter Ping Fan, as he had seen that among all the warriors in this space, Ping Fan was definitely one of the top experts, and his techniques were also the most varied.

  An ordinary face revealed a wry smile: "Losing is losing, I'm ordinary but not to the point of being unable to afford to lose."

  "It's an honor to have met you." Pingfan said, then directly knelt down on one knee.

  Leng Xianyao rushed to Pingfan's side, inserted his staff into the ground and stretched out both hands to help him up, with a sincere expression on his face: "Ping senior, absolutely not."

  "The master said I can be ordinary, but the three words 'ordinary' are absolutely not allowed." Ping Fan stood up and then continued to transmit: "Thank you, Master, for showing mercy."

  Actually, it's very clear that if the previous blow from Cold Blood had directly hit his heart, even as a high-level Sword Saint, he would have been severely injured and his cultivation would have been completely destroyed. Therefore, relatively speaking, Ping Fan didn't feel any regret or disappointment about losing this battle. On the contrary, he felt a hint of relief in his heart. If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't have shown mercy to their enemy, which is the typical temperament of strong people on the Maya continent.

  "Alas!" Leng Xiao had been in this space for almost a year now, and naturally understood that the higher one's cultivation was in this space, the higher their reputation generally was. They all regarded their reputation as more important than their own lives. At this moment, with an ordinary appearance, Leng Xiao also understood that this fact could not be changed. He moved his lips to transmit a sound: "Since that's the case, then let Senior Ping call me Young Master from now on. As for the two words 'master' and 'owner', don't mention them again in the future. Otherwise, our promise will come to an end!"

  Pingfan heard the words of Leng Xiao Yao, first stunned, and then a hint of gratitude appeared on Pingfan's calm face as he nodded and said: "Yes, young master, from now on, you can just call me Pingfan."

  "Alright, Ping Big Brother, from now on you'll be my bodyguard. If that day comes and you don't want to stay by my side, just leave, I won't have a single complaint." Leng Xiao's face revealed a faint smile as he transmitted his voice, but in his heart, he was extremely confident, believing that Ping Fan, this martial arts fanatic, would never leave him, because the combat skills of this realm couldn't compare to the ancient martial arts passed down from China for over 5,000 years.

  "Thank you, young master." Although ordinary, he knew why Leng Xiao was doing this. It was entirely to save face. To know the difference between a subordinate and a slave is not just a little bit. A subordinate belongs to that free body, while a slave has no freedom at all. In other words, subordinates can leave their masters at any time, but slaves cannot leave their masters for life, unless they die.

  "Master." Huang Tao walked over to Leng Xiao Yao's side and quietly asked in a low voice.

  Leng Xiao Yao slightly waved his hand to stop Huang Tao from speaking, and with a smile on his face, he asked Ping Fan through the transmission: "Brother Ping, is this Law Enforcement Team being manipulated by the Lin Family behind the scenes?"

  "This... um..." Pingfan hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and responding, "Not bad, young master."

  "Can Brother Ping command the Dongfang Legion?"

  Ping Fan heard the question and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face: "Young master, after I repaid the kindness of the Lin family, I originally planned to visit an old friend for some private matters. However, the master of the Lin family asked me to come and check on things, so I temporarily cannot be the leader of the Law Enforcement Team."

  Leng Xiao Yao heard this explanation and immediately understood that Ping Fan had misunderstood his meaning. He smiled and said, "Brother Ping, I don't have any intention of annexing the Law Enforcement Squad. I was just thinking, after several days of battle between the two squads, both sides must have suffered heavy losses. Does Brother Ping plan to let the Heavenly Sword Squad and the Law Enforcement Squad continue fighting?"

  Ping Fan heard Ling Xiao's words and his eyes lit up: "What does Young Master mean?"

  "Alright." Leng Xiao Yao nodded and said, "Let's call a truce! I believe both armies need time to recover their strength. I wonder if Ping Ge can do that?"

  "No problem, this time Yang Jie took the initiative to start the war on his own, and it wasn't even approved by the Lin family. It's just that when I arrived, he had already launched the war, so I couldn't stop it either. However, for the losses of these past few days, I believe that even if the master of the Lin family were here, they would agree to a ceasefire." His ordinary tone was filled with confidence.

  "Alright then, I'll trouble Ping Gege with this matter."

  "You're too kind, sir. I'll get someone to take care of this right away. May I ask where you are staying now? My subordinate will complete the task and meet up with you immediately."

  Leng Xiao Yao slightly nodded and said: "I am now in the Tian Jun Division, I believe you can find me, I'll leave first."

  "Yes, young master." Pingfan replied calmly.

  Huang Tao and the other three only saw Leng Xiao Yao and Ping Fan's lips move slightly, it was clear that these two were using a secret communication method to talk, the four of them stood by silently.

  "Huang Dage, let's go." Cold Xiangyao stretched out his palm towards the vertical Ruyi stick beside him, and with a slight pull, the Ruyi stick seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, flying into Cold Xiangyao's palm in an instant.

  "Yes, young master." Huang Tao didn't care about Chen Lei and others being around this time, instead he responded loudly and then greeted Ping Fan and others before following Cold Xiao Yao's footsteps to leave.

  "Go back." With a wave of his hand, Ping Fan turned and left the battlefield.

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