Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 1731
Chapter 1731: Brother? (3)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The level nine battle puppet was silent for a moment. It raised its hand, and the void light array enveloped He Yangsun.
At that moment, a voice rang out. “Nurturing himself with the bloodline of the younger generation of the He family, it seems this senior of the He family has gone a bit too far, hasn’t he?”
It was Han Muye’s voice!
He Yangsun’s expression changed, and a golden light appeared above his head, blocking the halo of the void array.
The level nine battle puppet snorted and raised its hand to press down on He Yangsun.
He Yangsun raised both hands, and two long sabers appeared, slashing directly at it.
“Clang—
He Yangsun was forced to retreat several feet with each step.
The battle puppet’s arm also halted.
“Let me see what tricks you’re trying to play!” He Yangsun shouted, slashing again with his long saber, then leaping into the air and charging towards the battle puppet.
Fighting a level nine battle puppet!
Nalan Moran stared straight ahead as if he had seen a ghost.
He dared not imagine that his half-brother, from the same father but different mother, would be so powerful. Fighting against a level nine and not losing!
“Clang— “Clang—
The long saber clashed with the battle puppet’s arm, and He Yangsun’s speed reached its peak.
Both his battle puppet and long saber were personally crafted by Han Muye, and his martial arts skills were tempered with the God-Slaying Battle Puppet. Yet, this battle puppet in front of him couldn’t retaliate against his attacks!
A level eight armor master counterattacking a level nine!
In the main hall, the members of the He family who had retreated to the rear all widened their eyes, watching the scene before them.
“He Yangsun, the top cultivator of the younger generation within millions of miles, has already reached the pinnacle of the eighth level,” a senior whispered softly.
The top cultivator of the younger generation within millions of miles?
Nalan Moran’s mouth gaped open.
“Jade Tiger He Yangsun, a dual level-eight expert. Young Master’s battle puppet hasn’t even been unleashed yet,” a member of the He family said with a smile.
Dual level eight?
And a level eight battle puppet?
Nalan Moran turned to look at Elder Qin beside him.
At this moment, Elder Qin was also looking blankly at the ongoing battle.
That level nine battle puppet could not stop He Yangsun!
“Clang—
Finally, He Yangsun’s strike forced the battle puppet to retreat.
“Elder, can you bring out what I want now?”
He Yangsun held two sabers in his hand and shouted.
Seeing He Yangsun, the battle puppet took a few steps back and let out a sharp cry.
With this sharp cry, all the statues of the senior members of the He family around began to flicker with golden light.
“You want that thing? Alright, I’ll release it and see how you all die!”
With that, the battle puppet moved and charged directly into the void array.
In the next instant, the entire He family’s mansion shook.
At this moment, it wasn’t just the He family mansion; the entire Yutao City trembled!
Endless streams of light converged, forming a spatial light array above the He family mansion.
Within the light array, a golden arm that was 1,000 feet long appeared.
“What’s that!”
“An arm, that arm!”
“That’s the divine-level battle puppet arm from back then, said to be at the level of ancient primordial times, far surpassing the present divine level!” “That’s the battle puppet arm the city lord asked us to find!”
Countless exclamations resounded throughout Yutao City as numerous figures rushed towards the arm.
He Yangsun turned his head, glanced at Han Muye, and whispered, “Master Han, I offer this battle puppet arm to you.”
With that, he flew up.
“l am taking this item. Anyone has a problem with that?”
A golden light appeared on his level eight battle armor, and his two sabers flickered with a long saber beam.
A level eight battle puppet appeared beside him, also wielding two sabers.
Nalan Moran raised his head and looked at He Yangsun who resembled a war god, murmuring to himself, “Is this… my brother?”
