Since he could not grasp when the enemy would change his attack accordingly, he would choose to deal with the situation by remaining unchanged and protect himself as best as he could before thinking of a follow-up counterattack!
Deal with the situation by remaining unchanged, or rather, deal with the situation with one change!
The breeze turned into a cold whirlwind, the chilliness pulsing erratically. Ling Xiaozui could only feel chills all over him. The saber seemed to be able to slice through any part of his body!
However, there was no turning back now. Yun Yang had vanished along with the breeze, leaving no trace behind.
Even the source of the attack was gone; he could not even take the risk and counterattack the source of the attack!
Such a change was not due to Yun Yang activating his cloud manifestation, but it was a natural phenomenon formed by the saber truth, Stratospheric Breeze. With Ling Xiaozui's level of attainment, he could still discern this clearly.
Understanding it was one thing, but how to deal with it was another matter. It was the same logic as knowing the cause and effect, but not being able to deal with it!
At this moment, Ling Xiaozui even had a thought, "How nice would it be to let Dugu Chou guide him … Why should I stand up for him?"
He seemed to be regretting it a little.
It was a pity that people would only feel regret after facing it. It was too late, it was futile, there was nothing they could do but sigh helplessly.
Ling Xiaozui, who had fallen into an extremely disadvantageous situation, steadied himself and continued to construct the sword mountain to protect himself. He even changed the attribute of his sword energy from ferocious to gentle, leaving as soon as it touched the opponent. No matter which direction or position the opponent came from, he would always have a sword to counter it. Although there was no hope of counterattacking, there was no doubt that he would not lose. Although he would not win, he would not lose either.
Ding, ding, ding, ding …
Dozens or even hundreds of clashes of saber and sword could be heard, but there was only the soft sound of silver needles falling to the ground.
Ling Xiaozui heaved a sigh of relief, breaking out in cold sweat. It was fortunate that Yun Yang had not perfected the technique yet, or perhaps his cultivation base was still insufficient to unleash the true essence of the technique. Thus, Ling Xiaozui's line of defense remained intact.
Otherwise, this technique alone would have been enough to bury his grievances on the spot and tarnish his reputation!
The exquisiteness of this move had already reached the acme of perfection. It was completely unfathomable!
If one had to evaluate this move, there was only one word that could describe it — it didn't belong to the human world!
The next moment.
An abnormally fierce murderous aura suddenly rushed over. It was an extremely violent and tyrannical aura, as if it wanted to slaughter the entire world.
"This move is called … Mountain of Bones!"
Yun Yang spun in the air, his saber light dancing in the air, flinging out hundreds of saber rays that were hundreds of feet long. When he turned around again, the saber in his hand drew a strange internal arc, aiming straight for Ling Xiaozui. It was the most direct and extreme way to cleave the man down.
At the same time, the hundreds of beams of saber energy that had been dispersed earlier seemed to have been summoned back to Yun Yang's saber as if they had been summoned. They gathered and flowed towards Yun Yang's saber!
Whether it was Ling Xiaozui who was in the field or Dugu Chou who was outside, their expressions changed drastically.
Obviously, this slash had exceeded their understanding of the technique.
If the saber technique was broken down, it would be easy to explain. Yun Yang's initial move, the hundreds of saber rays were an indiscriminate attack that aimed to lock down the target's position and pave the way for the Tyrant Slash that followed. Other than increasing his attack power to its peak, the Tyrant Slash that followed could also ensure that the target could not avoid the move and could only face it head-on due to the effect of the dispersed saber light.
There was also the convergence of the saber light. It seemed bizarre, but it was still a variation of a high-level cultivator's skill. These were not surprising if they were taken out individually; at most, they were exceptionally exquisite.
However, the current situation was indeed a comprehensive deduction of the above. The scattered saber energy that Yun Yang had finally retrieved was not damaged at all and was even slightly strengthened. The converging attack was almost equivalent to merging the hundreds of saber energy earlier into the final slash. It was appalling and unimaginable!
No matter how marvelous a technique was, it still had to follow the most basic laws of physics. The saber energy that was released from afar was already released, but how could it be controlled and retrieved after the change of the technique?
Both of them thought of the internal arc that Yun Yang had drawn the moment he changed his technique. Could it be that he had retrieved all the hundreds of saber rays that had been released?
However, the internal arc should not have been able to repel the external world. How could it have such a whirlpool-like effect?
Furthermore, how could it be possible to retrieve the saber energy without any damage?
Both of them pondered. To achieve this, one must have gone through countless cycles of circulation that defied common sense in one's body. The thought seemed to be clear in their minds, but the deeper meaning behind it only made them shudder even more.
This was completely contrary to the normal concept of cultivation. It was something that shouldn't have happened at all, okay?!
However, it had happened in Yun Yang's hands just like that.
How could reality be so terrifying?
Compared to Dugu Chou who was not involved and had the leisure to ponder slowly, Ling Xiaozui who was on the battlefield did not even have the chance to consider the details.
What he could do now was to rely on his rich experience and personal understanding of cultivation to deal with the attack. He turned into a sword light and charged forward, retaliating fiercely.
Facing such a saber strike, the only way to survive was to fight to the death.
Ling Xiaozui truly felt that what lay before him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood; it was a mountain of bones!
The technique lived up to its reputation.
Just the intense murderous intent and malice was enough to strike fear into any expert's heart and cause them to cower before the battle had even begun!
Ling Xiaozui's back was drenched in cold sweat.
With a loud boom, the saber and sword clashed once more. At the moment of contact, Ling Xiaozui retreated swiftly as if he was no match for the opponent. His retreating silhouette spun twenty to thirty times in the yard, leaving densely packed deep saber marks wherever he passed.
In spite of this, Ling Xiaozui had managed to evade the attack.
The killing intent of the attack had been formed and it was locked on by the previous form. There was no way to evade it, so he had to take it head-on. However, if he did so, he would have to face hundreds of saber light converging into a lethal strike. Not only would it be difficult for him to gain the upper hand, there was also the risk of losing and being utterly defeated!
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