Lin Kuang's expression shifted slightly. He was genuinely surprised by the synchronization of their combined attack. This was no ordinary synchronization. Achieving this level required more than just long-term cooperation; it had everything to do with the trio's innate talent. Without it, what they were doing would be impossible for an ordinary person. Talent was an inexplicable thing—a mysterious, yet undeniably real, factor.
At this mont, Qin Yuan, Wan Mu, and Guo Tu attacked Lin Kuang in unison. Their movents were perfectly identical, without the slightest difference, as if the three had rged into a single, bizarre, and terrifying entity.
Seeing this, Lin Kuang dared not be careless. A sharp clang rang out as the Naless in his hand trembled. His body spun on the spot, the Naless Sword a blur in his hand as it slashed at the three n's throats.
Wan Mu retreated slightly, instantly dodging the attack. He then pressed forward, unleashing his Ghost Hand technique on Lin Kuang. This forced Lin Kuang to defend.
Just as Lin Kuang blocked Wan Mu's assault, Iron Leg Guo Tu charged forward with extre speed. His powerful legs shot out, aiming a direct kick at Lin Kuang's abdon. At the sa ti, Qin Yuan's figure vanished again, reappearing behind Lin Kuang to unleash a thunderous strike.
With all three n in close, the long-bladed Naless seed sowhat constrained, putting Lin Kuang at a disadvantage in close-quarters combat.
However, they had overlooked one thing—while Naless was a long sword, it was also a soft sword.
Facing their close-range encirclent, a cold smile touched Lin Kuang's lips. The next mont, the Naless in his hand vibrated again.
Shining with a cold gleam, Naless was like a Poison Snake, exuding a chilling, murderous aura that was incredibly terrifying. The tip of Naless pointed at Wan Mu's throat, instantly forcing him to retreat. Simultaneously, the flexible blade of the Naless Sword suddenly bent, its chilling tip thrusting toward Guo Tu's temple.
Seeing this, Guo Tu retracted his leg and shot backward. He knew that if the blade pierced his temple, death would be certain.
At that mont, Lin Kuang kicked out again, but this ti, he aid behind him. It was as if he had eyes in the back of his head. The tricky, powerful kick shot directly at the abdon of Qin Yuan, who was behind him, without the slightest deviation.
Qin Yuan, who was still charging, saw the sudden kick and stopped dead in his tracks. In the next instant, he spun around, dodging the kick while sending a punch toward Lin Kuang's back.
Just then, Wan Mu and Guo Tu attacked once more. Their minds were so connected that they could coordinate perfectly without a single word, showcasing the power of their Combined Attack Technique.
Feeling the three attacks converging, Lin Kuang pushed off with his feet and leaped three to four ters into the air.
The attacks from Qin Yuan, Wan Mu, and Guo Tu all missed. They instinctively looked up, their gazes fixed on Lin Kuang, who was now in midair.
Upside-down in the air, Lin Kuang vibrated his Naless Soft Sword. Three sword blossoms blood from its blade, shooting down toward the three n. This move was beyond their expectations, and it was so fast and vicious that they had no ti to defend. The three n retreated swiftly, barely managing to avoid the attack.
Just then, they charged forward again. In their eyes, Lin Kuang was now riddled with openings, giving them the perfect chance to strike.
Their logic was sound, but they had misjudged Lin Kuang.
Lin Kuang pressed the back of the Naless Soft Sword's blade fiercely against the ground. Then, with a forceful push of his palm, he leveraged the power of Naless to spring back up. The instant he sprang up, the three n closed in, and the Naless Sword in his hand swept out fiercely.
This move was unexpected. Qin Yuan, Wan Mu, and Guo Tu all scrambled to dodge the attack. Qin Yuan, the fastest of the three, barely evaded the strike. Guo Tu was not as lucky; a deep gash was torn open on his leg.
The most tragic of them all was Ghost Hand Wan Mu. He had been injured previously, so his strength was undoubtedly the weakest of the three at that mont. Since Lin Kuang's attack was primarily aid at him, how could he possibly have escaped unscathed?
That masterful, traceless sword strike fiercely pierced Wan Mu's wrist, running it clean through.
At the sa ti, a terrifying killing intent, filled with an eerie coldness, burst forth from Lin Kuang for the first ti. This intense killing intent was so powerful that even masters like the Three Elders of Dark Blood were affected, their bodies instinctively trembling as shock filled their eyes.
In the instant the three attackers were stunned, the Naless in Lin Kuang's hand flicked upward, severing Wan Mu's wrist.
At this mont, Lin Kuang's feet landed back on the ground. The mont he touched down, he charged forward, thrusting the Naless Sword straight through Wan Mu's heart.
Wan Mu stared in disbelief, never expecting to die like this. His eyes remained wide open even in death.
When Qin Yuan and Guo Tu saw this, their expressions changed dramatically, and they instantly broke off their combined attack.
Lin Kuang slapped Wan Mu's back, sending his body flying toward Qin Yuan. After that palm strike, Lin Kuang closed in on Guo Tu, the Naless Sword aiming for his throat.
Feeling the icy chill before his neck, Guo Tu couldn't help but swallow, his body instinctively twisting to the side to avoid the blade.
Seeing this, Lin Kuang's expression remained unchanged as the Naless in his hand vibrated again. In an instant, the blade bent sharply, its tip once again thrusting at Guo Tu's throat.
Witnessing this, Guo Tu's eyes showed terror for the first ti.
His body rapidly retreated as he shouted, "Third Brother, get away quickly! I'll hold him back! The two of us are no match for him!" Guo Tu bellowed.
The next mont, he charged toward Lin Kuang in a suicidal gambit, hoping to buy Qin Yuan ti to escape. Guo Tu made this choice because Qin Yuan was the fastest, and he knew that continuing to fight would only an death for them both.
Qin Yuan hesitated for a mont, but in the end, he grabbed Wan Mu's body and left without looking back.
Seeing that Qin Yuan had escaped, Guo Tu let out a small sigh of relief.
Suddenly, his body began to wither, shriveling to skin and bones. He was activating the Blood Sacrifice Forbidden Technique. As Guo Tu's strength began to rise continuously, the killing intent in Lin Kuang's eyes thickened. He activated the Eight Gates Escape Technique's first gate—the Open Door.
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