"Secret of Life... Slash!"
Lu Xuanji sneered, slashing toward Old Qian with a long saber.
Bam! Bam!
The two clashed again, but this ti the long saber carried endless life force that surged into his body through the blade.
While activating the Celestial Demon Dissolving Technique, he forcibly enhanced his own cultivation, causing his Essence, Qi, and Spirit to erupt. However, with the addition of that mysterious Qi of Life, the explosive power granted by the Celestial Dissolving Technique continued to rise, yet correspondingly, his body fell into chaos.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Old Qian’s body swelled violently, turning into a huge balloon, and then exploded directly.
In the void, it transford into a mist of blood.
The blood mist began to coalesce again, attempting to reform Old Qian’s shape.
But at that mont, Lu Xuanji acted. The long saber flickered, the sword light transford, embodying the decline of death. The endless Mysteries of Death were infused on it, turning into infinite death, with death dominating everything.
The blood mist withered, directly shattered into particles. The particles were annihilated, disappearing bit by bit until they finally dissipated.
Old Qian perished.
Huff, huff!
Lu Xuanji sheathed his long saber, gasping slightly.
His figure flickering, Lu Xuanji headed toward Cyan Wine.
...
Clang, clang, clang!
Cyan Wine and the Supre Daoist clashed, each unleashing their killing moves, probing each other.
But during this probing phase, in another direction, the battle had already concluded.
Cyan Wine’s steps flickered, taking a step back, gazing at the advancing Lu Xuanji and the Supre Daoist, laughing heartily: "Creation, I didn’t expect soone as powerful as you. Old Qian was my primary Guardian, possessing the Ninth-Layer of Tribulation Crossing cultivation. Even if suppressed at the early Harmonization, his combat power was formidable."
"Yet in the end, he died at the hands of the Creation Daoist."
"Creation Daoist, you are remarkable, on par with . If I am to perish, next it will be your turn!"
The Supre Daoist was about to step forward to slay a formidable foe, but hesitated at that mont. This Creation Daoist exhibited powerful combat strength, sowhat unexpected.
Lu Xuanji addressed the cautious Supre Daoist, "Let’s deal with Cyan Wine first, and then discuss the rest!"
The Supre Daoist replied, "Alright!"
The Supre Treasure Sword in his hand flickered, the Dao Pattern fluctuating and changing, advancing toward the enemy.
Lu Xuanji’s long saber also flickered, the nine-colored light transford, striking the foe.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The destructive aura collided, the trio clashing once more.
Their forms shifted, the three bodies collided rapidly. Various Divine Techniques clashed, nurous anomalies contested and annihilated each other. The Innate Five Tais evolved, five chaotic spaces continually evolved, creating and destroying all things.
The Thirty-Three Heavens fluctuated as if the Immortal Realm rotated through life and death.
The Azure Heaven Dharma Eye transford, perceiving all things, annihilating everything.
The three anomalies clashed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lu Xuanji’s long saber flickered, consecutively slashing out twelve tis.
Cyan Wine retreated after Refining Void, dissipating the impact force.
But at this mont, he suddenly sensed inexplicable danger. Instinctively, he blocked backward with his long saber.
Clang, clang, clang!
With crisp sounds, that Treasure Sword was parried aside.
The attacker was none other than the Supre Daoist.
Swish, swish!
Cyan Wine’s steps flickered, a hamr appearing in his hand, the hamr becoming imnsely large, smashing down directly.
Lu Xuanji’s entire aura condensed, magical power gathering on his right hand, transforming into a terrifying fist that attacked upward.
His body was entirely knocked to the ground.
Just as he landed, a long saber flickered, slicing toward his legs.
His legs flashed and transford, as if spirits were walking, fast and varied, his footsteps constantly moving, avoiding the slash of the long saber.
"Endless Chaos!"
"Supre Dispassion!"
The two experts attacked in unison, Lu Xuanji fended them off with magic.
Clang, clang, clang!
Lu Xuanji’s long saber flickered, trembling intensely, seemingly unable to bear the imnse force, directly shattering.
Lu Xuanji’s magical power condensed again, forming a new long saber, shouting sternly, "What do you an by this?"
Cyan Wine replied coldly, "Just this! Not long ago, I borrowed the guiding of a clone to directly capture the Supre Daoist, annihilating him entirely and nding all defects of the clone. Then, utilizing the Supre authority, I found traces of you, trapped you here, and seized you!"
Lu Xuanji’s heart skipped a beat, looking again.
He saw the Supre Daoist’s face transforming, becoming that of Cyan Wine.
Their auras connected more tightly, as if they were one.
Many unclear matters beca entirely clear.
He had hidden in the Feiyu World, making it nearly impossible for Cyan Wine to capture him.
Hence, he had the clone disguise as the Supre Daoist to trick him over, only to expose everything now.
Lu Xuanji said, "To sche against , you directly sacrificed a Ninth-Layer of Tribulation Crossing; to sche against , you directly used an Equal Talisman, the price is too high!"
Cyan Wine said, "Is the price high? It is sowhat high! But if the price isn’t high enough, how could I deceive and sche against you? The more realistic it is, the fewer flaws there are, the safer it is. There’s no need to save on costs, leaving too many flaws and hidden dangers. However, Old Qian’s death was unexpected."
"I didn’t expect you to be so powerful! But the conclusion is already written... Today, you are dood to die. Once I kill and refine you into a clone, I can then contend with the Undying Demon Monarch and have a chance for a little ga. Otherwise, I have no chance of victory!"
"In such a setting, a battle of the sa realm to kill you, also keeps you convinced!"
Lu Xuanji sneered, "Then let’s have a great battle! Maybe, I can turn the situation around, and directly finish you off!"
Cyan Wine laughed, "Then I must congratulate you!"
Steps flickered, the Qi of Chaos on his body flickered, directly unleashing the Chaos Divine Fist.
In the beginning of chaos, all things evolve!
A terrifying aura swept in, a domineering montum, as if an Ancient God descended, suppressing everything, destroying everything.
"Creation Divine Fist!"
Lu Xuanji sheathed his long saber, throwing out a punch.
Fist clashed with fist, absolute power collided.
Thud, thud, thud!
Bones rumbled violently.
Lu Xuanji felt his arm seemingly breaking, the imnse force driving him to retreat to dissipate the force on his body seed to be the best plan; but he not only didn’t retreat, he instead endured the pain, launching directly to attack head-on, in a narrow engagent, victory belongs to the brave.
The cultivator’s clash is not only a contest of techniques and Divine Techniques but also a competition of montum, to see whose montum is stronger.
Cyan Wine also felt the pain, instinctively retreating three steps, dissipating the impact force on the arm during the retreat, the force directly channeling into the ground, shattering the ground like a broken spider web. The impact and damage to the body, however, were minimal.
Ey blink, the incoming punch was felt.
The palm transford, turning the hard force into a soft force.
Begins to use skill and finesse to overco brute force.
Lu Xuanji’s attacking punch, as if encountering cotton, beca light and floating, and the force was deflected away.
While deflecting the force, his steps moved, the left foot forward, the right foot backward, tracing a semicircle in the void. In the nick of ti, the left hand transford from a fist to a palm, from a palm to a saber, slashing down directly, like a great axe cutting toward the enemy’s neck.
Bam! Bam!
Under the violent impact force, Cyan Wine’s body retreated.
Lu Xuanji pressed the advantage, continuing to attack fiercely.
Capitalizing on the initial lead, pressing closer step by step, the attacks beca more ferocious. Conversely, Cyan Wine, from the opening, fell behind, gradually getting caught in a dilemma, caught in the opponent’s attack rhythm.
Montum was gradually falling behind.
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