If one were to look down from a higher vantage point in the Seven Star Skies, they would see three cultivators pushing back or breaking away from the cultivators blocking their path. They were rushing towards the pearls at their fastest speed.
Of the three cultivators who were rushing forward, one of them, a cultivator in golden embroidered robes, moved forward in the most extravagant manner. Hundreds of sword beams shot out like hundreds of fish, darting into the midst of the cultivators and wreaking havoc everywhere, turning all the cultivators in his path into corpses.
A cultivator was like a gust of wind. Sometimes, it was like a gentle breeze, sometimes it was like a cool breeze, sometimes it was like a violent gale, and sometimes it was like a raging whirlwind. All the cultivators who tried to stop him, whether they were human or demonic cultivators, were left far behind.
The last cultivator brandished his sword like a surging wave. The waves behind him pushed the waves in front of him forward, constantly maintaining a strong pressure on the cultivators who tried to block his path, never stopping.
The golden-robed cultivator moved the fastest. In the blink of an eye, he had already killed his way out of the encirclement. He raised his head just in time to see twelve sparkling pearls flying towards him. Even though he was a Core Forging Enlightened Master, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of joy on his face.
The golden-robed young master swept his sword, as if he had cast a huge net in the sky to capture the twelve pearls.
At this moment, a flying sword swept over with a gust of wind, blowing the huge net in the sky to a halt. A white-robed, white-faced, and handsome cultivator had already arrived with the wind.
The golden-robed young master looked at Ouyang Weijian with interest and said, "These days, I've heard several rumors about Xuan Ling Sect's Ouyang Weijian's powerful swordsmanship. Today, I would like to see the strength of the North Sea's younger generation."
The Flying Sword in the young master's hand shook, and the huge net that was woven by the sword lights in the sky was blocked by the Flowing Wind Sword. But at this time, the net suddenly scattered, just like a school of fish in the sea. The huge net disintegrated and turned into scattered sword lights, which then gathered towards Ouyang Weijian.
The arrogant Ouyang Weijian was really shocked this time. Originally, although he was not an opponent of the golden-robed young master, he was confident that he could exchange a few moves with the golden-robed young master. However, after the sword net disintegrated, Ouyang Weijian suddenly found that each of the more than 500 sword lights seemed to have a trace of spirituality. Unlike the other golden-robed young master's sword lights, each sword light of the golden-robed young master seemed to be looking for its own attack position, attack direction, and even control its own attack speed and timing.
Just as Ouyang Weijian was forced back by the golden-robed young master's sword, the golden-robed young master once again grabbed the twelve pearls in the sky. This time, Ouyang Weijian had no way to stop the golden-robed young master.
At this moment, a strange one-horned water flood dragon suddenly appeared in front of the golden-robed young master. The water flood dragon opened its mouth and issued a silent roar before rushing towards the golden-robed young master.
The golden-robed young master's face finally became serious. He swung the sword in his hand, and the swordfish that were besieging Ouyang Weijian suddenly split into half and surrounded the water flood dragon.
Although the water flood dragon destroyed the swordfish with its mouth and tail, but the ants could bite an elephant to death. In a moment, the water flood dragon once again turned into a pool of flowing water.
The Qinghan sword spun in the air and returned to Lu Ping's hand.
The golden-robed young master who was interrupted looked at Lu Ping with a smile and said: "Sure enough, it's you, your swordsmanship has made great progress!"
Lu Ping replied in a neither servile nor overbearing manner: "This is all thanks to the golden-robed young master."
While speaking, a whirlwind suddenly rolled up beside the two of them. The swordfish that were besieging Ouyang Weijian suddenly lost control and were sucked into the whirlwind, shattering one after another.
Ouyang Weijian raised his sword and looked at Lu Ping at his side, but didn't speak. He just stared at the golden-robed young master in front of him.
Both of them knew that among the three people present, the golden-robed young master was the strongest, and he was also a demon cultivator. Even if the two of them had an old grudge against each other, if they were to fall out at this moment, not only would they not be able to snatch the pearls, but if the golden-robed young master took the opportunity to kill them, it would be a big loss for them.
"Ha ha …" The golden-robed young master suddenly laughed and said: "At this moment, the two most outstanding human cultivators in the Seven Stars Sky actually want to join hands to deal with this young master. This young master also wants to compare swordsmanship with you two."
As soon as the voice of the golden-robed young master fell, the long sword in his hand made a circle, and finally used a more formal sword move. Lu Ping's expression was dignified. Lu Ping had seen the golden-robed young master's moves before, but this time it was very formal, and it was obvious that he was going to go all out.
Although Ouyang Weijian didn't have the experience of fighting with the golden-robed young master before, but his vision was naturally not bad. The Flowing Wind Sword trembled in his hand, as if it had turned into a silver stream of air, while Ouyang Weijian's right hand seemed to strangely grasp the body of the wind.
The 648 Sword Lights divided into two, besieging Lu Ping and Ouyang Weijian.
It was indeed a siege!
The 324 Sword Lights, each with a spiritual nature, were like a school of piranhas in the ocean, swarming towards their prey, but there was a clear hierarchy.
Lu Ping knew that the golden-robed young master hadn't used his full strength before, but he didn't expect that his swordsmanship had already reached such a level. Not only did he divide his sword into more than 600 Sword Lights, but he was also only one step away from the highest realm of "Refining the Sword into Complexity" of 1296 Sword Lights. Moreover, more than 600 Sword Lights all had a spiritual nature.
"Sword Light Spiritualization"!
This was one of the prerequisites to reach the realm of 'Sword Practice as One'. Only by making each of the sword flashes have their own spirituality could all 1296 sword flashes be combined into one. Only then would one be able to achieve 'Sword Practice as One' with the Sword Art Psychic!
More than 600 Sword Lights of the golden-robed young master had a spiritual nature, so as long as his Sword Lights were divided again, he could reach the realm of "Refining the Sword into Unity".
Although Ouyang Weijian could also combine 81 Sword Lights into one, but his swordsmanship was just honing one Sword Light into a spiritual nature, and then turning this Sword Light into the main sword, commanding the other 80 Sword Lights to combine into one, and then slowly imbuing the other Sword Lights with a spiritual nature.
Although this was also very powerful, it was obviously incomparable to the swordsmanship of the golden-robed young master.
Lu Ping merged his Aura Qi with the "Cloudy Sky", and combined it with the Qinghan Sword to display the most powerful "Thousand Snow Sword Art" that Lu Ping had mastered so far, and tried his best to resist the encirclement of the golden-robed young master.
On the other side, Ouyang Weijian danced the "Eighteen Merry Wind Sword Art" into a whirlwind, throwing the swordfish far away from the whirlpool, but the golden swordfish were not any better than Lu Ping.
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