The Ghost Hair Taoist had a fiery personality.
He knew that even if he was at his peak, he might not be Iron Face Sha Jue's match. But today, he was prepared to disregard his own life and death.
"Iron Face, if you have the ability, take my old life!"
The Ghost Hair Taoist laughed bitterly. He jumped up and drew a circle in the air with his sword, shining like a crystal.
The sword turned into a person, and the person turned into a sword, but it was like nothing!
Heavenly King Luo glanced at him and frowned slightly. He asked his subordinate, "Did the Ghost Hair Taoist have any fortuitous encounters recently?"
What fortuitous encounters could he have at such an old age?
The subordinate was stunned. He thought hard and said, "For the past few decades, the Ghost Hair Taoist has been in seclusion at Mount Liufen. We didn't find anything. The undercover disciple beside him also didn't report anything. "
He paused and said, "… It seems that before attacking Mount Liufen, the Ghost Hair Taoist tested his sword with Shen Zhenyi and said that he had a great understanding …"
Heavenly King Luo's face was fierce. "Why didn't he report it?"
The Ghost Hair Taoist's martial arts progress had reached the level of virtual and real. This was at least 20 years more than what he had expected.
— — Heavenly King Luo knew the masters of the Nine Families and Twelve Sects like the back of his hand. These people were either his future followers or his important subordinates. How could he make a mistake about their martial arts progress?
So when he saw the Ghost Hair Taoist attack, he felt that something was wrong.
Since the Ghost Hair Taoist didn't have any fortuitous encounters, could it be that Shen Zhenyi gave him pointers that made his Sword of No Struggle improve so quickly?
How could it be?
To reach this level of martial arts, one had to rely on one's own understanding.
Even if Heavenly King Luo went to Mount Liufen to teach the Ghost Hair Taoist, or even if the elders of King City went to teach the Ghost Hair Taoist, how could he improve on the Sword of No Struggle?
After all, this was the Ghost Hair Taoist's own martial arts. Unless these people's martial arts were similar to his, they couldn't give him pointers at this level.
Could it be that Shen Zhenyi's martial arts were similar to the Ghost Hair Taoist's Sword of No Struggle?
Heavenly King Luo's frown deepened.
He tried to recall, but realized that he didn't have an accurate understanding of Shen Zhenyi's martial arts.
Ever since Great Heavenly King Luo had started to pay attention to this rising small sect, Shen Zhenyi had made quite a few moves.
From the Sect Leader Battle of the three stages to the display of his authority when he suppressed an entire city by himself, then to the killing of the Heaven Protector and defeating the Song Huai Elders in the Six Graves Mountain, the martial arts that this person displayed had never revealed its true nature.
Most of the time, it was just an instant kill. It was impossible to see through his martial arts foundation.
The Annihilation Society did not seem to have any accurate information yet, which showed how unfathomable this person was.
Perhaps it was because he had been high and mighty for too long that he didn't pay as much attention to these people as before.
Great Heavenly King Luo secretly warned himself.
"Could it be that Iron Mask is no match for the Ghost-Haired Daoist?"
His subordinates watched as the two of them fought in the air. Surprisingly, the Taoist Priest was not at a disadvantage. He could not help but feel nervous.
— — -originally, this was supposed to be a show of strength, killing the Ghost-Haired Daoist as soon as he attacked. That way, the dishonest people would not dare to cause trouble.
But after a few dozen exchanges, even though the Ghost-Haired Daoist did not have a chance to win, his uncontested sword was truly disgusting. Iron Mask could not hurt him, so the Ghost-Haired Daoist was practically undefeatable.
— — -if this continues, is Iron Mask going to lose?
If he loses this show of strength, it will not be easy to handle.
His subordinates were anxious, but Great Heavenly King Luo was still calm.
"Don't worry, although the Ghost-Haired Daoist's advancement is out of our expectations, but no matter what, the fundamental difference cannot be made up for. Not to mention, he was already heavily injured. Although he has received proper treatment and it is not obvious yet, after a long battle, it will definitely flare up. "
"At that time, it will be Iron Mask's chance to kill him in one strike."
It is a bit slow, but as long as the final result is good, it will be enough.
Great Heavenly King Luo reminded himself not to be anxious.
After waiting for so many years, this is the most crucial moment. Most likely, all kinds of people will come out.
He had to be patient enough to watch all the changes from the sidelines.
— — -this will be the most important day of his life!
— — -no one will be able to stop him!
Great Heavenly King Luo's fists were already clenched under his sleeves, but his face was expressionless.
His patience was rewarded.
Iron Mask Sha Jue fought against the Ghost-Haired Daoist for a long time. Although he was able to break through the Ghost-Haired Daoist's shadow many times, he couldn't do any real damage to the Ghost-Haired Daoist's [Uncontested Sword], so he was very anxious.
After the seventh time that the Ghost-Haired Daoist's shadow was torn apart, he suddenly noticed that the Ghost-Haired Daoist's rematerialization speed had slowed down by 30%, his face also showing a pained expression.
"This old man can't hold on any longer!"
Iron Mask Sha Jue killed people like flies, he would not let go of even the slightest weakness. Seeing the Ghost-Haired Daoist reveal an opening, he was overjoyed and turned into a streak of black light, leaping like an eagle towards the Ghost-Haired Daoist.
The Ghost-Haired Daoist was stunned, he had already reached his limit, he knew that he would not be able to block this full-powered attack from Iron Mask no matter what.
"My life is over!"
He silently sighed, shook his sword, and increased the power of [Uncontested Sword] to the highest level he could control, then closed his eyes and waited for death.
— — -that iron hand that ripped apart the sky, even [Uncontested Sword] could not block it.
— — -in the next second, he would probably end up with his flesh and blood flying everywhere.
"Success!"
Great Heavenly King Luo's subordinates were overjoyed, they finally let out a sigh of relief.
If Iron Mask Sha Jue lost, who knows if the Great Heavenly King would vent his anger on them, it would be hard to say if they would be able to walk off the platform of the Heavenly King Association.
Although the process was full of twists and turns, at least they won in the end, it was not a mistake.
"Oh no!"
Wang Pixian, Bai Libi, and the others all sighed.
The Ghost-Haired Daoist was the vanguard against the inner city alliance, although they did not like this old man's personality, and it was hard for them to cooperate, but no matter what, this person was a good weapon that helped them block the front line.
Now that he was dead, they had no choice but to go into battle, this was not a fun situation.
Just thinking about the power of Great Heavenly King Luo, they were afraid.
Even if the two Protectors of Heaven and Earth and the twelve clowns were added together, they would not be a match, not to mention that among the nine families and twelve sects, there were still lackeys that worked for Great Heavenly King Luo!
They closed their eyes, they did not want to see the end of the Ghost-Haired Daoist, they did not want to feel sad.
But soon after, there was a cry of surprise in the field!
Bang!
With a huge explosion, the Ghost-Haired Daoist's figure shattered, and then reformed in the void, forming a three-foot-tall avatar. Although its face was pale, it looked dignified.
— — The Uncontested Sword had advanced again!
How was this possible?
Not to mention Iron Mask Sha Jue, even Great Heavenly King Luo, who was sitting at the peak, could not help but change his expression.
However, while the others were looking at the Ghost-Haired Daoist's avatar, his gaze was looking behind the giant avatar.
A white-clothed man stood in the air, a mysterious smile on his face.
— — Abandoned Sword Villa, Third Young Master Shen!
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