Ximen Huanyu had always been wise, always planning before taking action. As the leader of the School of Kismet State, he had been highly respected all these years and no one dared to defy him.
He could be said to be the wisest man of his generation.
Now, the sudden appearance of the three experts had stunned him!
Half of the six people from the School of Kismet State who had arrived were killed in the blink of an eye!
Even the three lucky survivors were all heavily injured, and their battle prowess had been completely extinguished!
Such a devastating loss was unprecedented in the long history of the School of Kismet State!
"Who are you? Who are you? "
Hai Wujiang parried the attacks hurriedly, his body constantly injured and blood spattering. He roared in terror, his voice filled with terror.
The person who was fighting him was swaying back and forth like a phantom. A chilling voice rang abruptly, "Didn't the School of Kismet State investigate before coming to Yutang? Don't you know that Yutang's guardian is called Supreme Cloud? "
"Supreme Cloud? His ability … How can he be so powerful? "Hai Wujiang roared," Supreme Cloud definitely doesn't have such formidable ability! "
"That's why I said that you all didn't investigate properly before this. I really don't know what your school, which claims to have a legacy of ten thousand years, is relying on. Have you all lived your lives in vain?"
Yun Yang said coldly, "Forget it, forget it. Once you've gone underground and become a malicious spirit, information won't matter anymore. Rest in peace in the underworld!"
Then, he hollered, "See that? The Eighteen Abysses of Hell! "
A glint of saber light flashed as eight eerie Asura Hells appeared in midair!
After the battle that day, Yun Yang, who had been baptized by actual combat, had obviously improved his comprehension of Saber Truth: Destiny Blade. Within a single move, the number of Asura Hells had increased to eight!
The countless malicious spirits contained within them seemed to be about to surge out with a howl.
Hai Wujiang could not defend himself against such a vicious move. With a cry, his body was severed into two and he was sent off like a ghost.
On the other side, Ling Xiaozui's dense sword light shrouded Ping Shishui within it. Ping Shishui's cultivation base was inferior to Ling Xiaozui's, and he was caught in a disadvantageous position. He tried his best to hold on, putting up a desperate fight, but fear was already written all over his face.
"Ling Xiaozui, why is it you? Why is it you? "
This person's cultivation base was extremely high, but compared to Ling Xiaozui, he was still much weaker.
Ling Xiaozui's expression was cold as he said faintly, "Since the beginning of time in Tianxuan, the imperial power has never been manipulated by martial sects. The position of the continent's overlord is not a pie that can be manipulated by those with ulterior motives. Did the School of Kismet State think that it could be controlled just because it had existed for too long? You who have violated the rules of xiuzhe can be eliminated! "
Ping Shishui shouted repeatedly, but new wounds appeared on his body one after another. Fresh blood spurted from his mouth, and it was obvious that he couldn't hold on for much longer. His demise was imminent.
"Those who stand in my way shall die!"
Among the three battles, the only one from the School of Kismet State who was not at a disadvantage was Ximen Huanyu's side. He was bathed in blood and his expression was ferocious. His graceful and carefree demeanor a moment ago was long gone and nowhere to be seen.
Facing Dugu Chou, he attacked with all his might like a madman, but Dugu Chou was like an unshakable mountain that stood before him. Dugu Chou's defense was solid, rendering all his attacks futile.
Strictly speaking, Ximen Huanyu's cultivation base was extremely high. If he had not been injured and fought Dugu Chou in a fair fight, even if he could not defeat the latter in the end, he could have at least exchanged a thousand blows with the latter. However, the situation now was different. Not only was he injured from the ambush, but the disciples he had brought with him had also died. Everything that had happened had long shaken him and thrown him into disarray.
How could he be lucky when facing a veteran Unrivaled Expert like Dugu Chou? If Dugu Chou had not thought that victory was within his grasp and did not want to take the risk to drag the battle out, he would have seized the opportunity to counterattack and end the battle!
As Ximen Huanyu's relentless attacks were futile, the moment his mind cleared up, he saw the corpses of Hai Wujiang, Jiao Buqi, Meng Wuliang, Kong Tianbo, and the rest lying on the ground. How could he not know that the situation was hopeless? With a sudden roar, his sword light grew unprecedentedly bright. He charged toward the emperor without a care for his own safety.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat.
That was their only chance of survival. Only by holding the emperor hostage could they have a chance to escape!
Dugu Chou spun, his sword swung horizontally and with a flick, a sword mountain materialized and came crashing down.
It sealed off all of Ximen Huanyu's paths of advance.
Unexpectedly, Ximen Huanyu's move was actually a diversionary tactic. When he saw that the mountain of swords was about to descend upon him, he leaped into the air and with a spin of his body, three clones appeared. They were like three streaks of light streaking through the sky as they rushed out of the hall, trying to escape.
This man was a wise man. His wish of holding the emperor hostage was too beautiful, but it was difficult to realize. Instead, he made a feint and fled with all his might.
Seeing that Ximen Huanyu was about to escape, Dugu Chou's sword light expanded abruptly and blocked one of the rays. With a flash of lightning, a shadow was cleaved into two.
Ling Xiaozui flew over in a slanted manner, the tip of his sword grazing Ping Shishui's neck. As a large head flew up, it also blocked a ray of light. Then, the sword wind whistled and tore the head into dust.
However, the last third streak of light had already rushed to the entrance of the hall with unparalleled speed. With just one more step, they would be able to soar into the vast sea and soar into the sky.
Whether it was Ling Xiaozui or Dugu Chou, they could not stop it in time.
At this moment, a murderous aura filled the hall.
Yun Yang's voice rang out once more.
"Slaughter the world! So what? "
While his voice was still echoing, a dazzling sword light suddenly appeared in the world in an extremely stunning manner. It also rushed out at an unparalleled speed.
The speed of this sword-light far exceeded the speed of lightning!
It was a swordsmanship!
Yun Yang, who had always used the saber, had actually executed a swordsmanship at this critical juncture!
The murderous aura of this swordsmanship was immense, the malice was heavy, and the power was unrivaled. It made Ling Xiaozui and Dugu Chou, who had witnessed this swordsmanship, feel a chill run down their spines. Their hearts chilled as they shuddered uncontrollably.
Every single strand of hair on their bodies stood on end.
What a terrifying technique!
Just as Ximen Huanyu, who had flown out of the hall, felt a sliver of relief when he saw the Regal Veranda move, he suddenly felt his heart palpitate, followed by a chill in his chest.
He, who was flying at high speed in the air, subconsciously looked down, only to see a shiny sword tip suddenly poking out of his chest. The cold light was dazzling, and it was stained with bright red blood.
Ximen Huanyu's eyes bulged.
'I've been stabbed?'
'How could this be?'
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