(I want to change the name of Guo Dong to Guo Dong, because I think this name is better, and it suits her better …)
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The expression of the man in black changed slightly.
He didn't expect Zhao Layue to have cultivated the Acquired-stage Sword Body!
At this moment, he understood Zhao Layue's thoughts.
When she walked into the Taoist temple, she immediately summoned the Thoughtless Sword and used that strange sword technique to protect herself. This was a sign of weakness.
When her Sword Origin couldn't support it anymore, she would take the initiative to cut off the connection with the Thoughtless Sword and let it escape as a warning, or to show weakness.
It was only at the most crucial moment that she used her hands and revealed the true power of her sword body.
Even if she couldn't catch him off guard and hurt him, she could still buy him some time.
As long as she could hold on for a while longer, there was a possibility that her fellow disciples would come to help.
"As expected of Zhao Layue, who was born to be good at fighting. Unfortunately, there isn't enough time. You still have to die."
The black-clothed man's gaze passed through his blood-dripping fists and landed on her face.
He thought that he had taken this matter seriously enough, but he had still underestimated the other party.
Now, it seemed that he could no longer hold back, even if he might leave behind clues and bring a lot of trouble.
Countless rays of light seeped out from the gaps between his fingers.
The light was soft and lustrous, it was the purest treasure light.
Who knew what kind of magic weapon he was holding in his hand?
Pfft!
Dozens of cuts appeared on Zhao Layue's clothes, and a cut appeared on her left eyebrow, from which blood flowed out.
She had tempered her body with the sword will on Yunxing Peak for many years, so her body and Taoist Heart were far tougher than other cultivating geniuses of the same age.
But at this time, she was facing a direct attack from a magic treasure.
Her will was still firm, but her body's strength was limited.
A sword intent suddenly came from the distant sky.
A sharp and overbearing aura approached the valley at an unimaginable speed.
It was highly possible that he was a practitioner in the Broken Sea State.
The black-clothed man knew who it was, but he wasn't worried. Three days ago, he and his companions had made many deductions about today's battle and confirmed that even if Zhao Layue could still hold on for a few breaths after sending the sword letter, the final result could not be changed.
The distance between the Nishiyama House and the Mingcui Valley was not too far, and it was impossible to get there in an instant.
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Outside the Taoist temple, the sound of a zither suddenly rang out.
The sound of the zither was not very loud, but it was very clear.
The Taoist temple was collapsing. The bricks fell to the ground and made a loud noise, but it could not drown out the sound of the zither.
An ethereal aura appeared.
The black-clothed man was very shocked, because he could clearly feel that the aura was outside the Daoist temple.
Why would someone come so close? The Mingcui Valley was very remote, and there weren't even any wanderers. Why would a cultivator suddenly appear here?
Unless someone knew in advance that he would set up a trap here, but who would know?
In a very short period of time, the black-clothed man calculated the result and made a decision.
If he wanted to kill Zhao Layue and the cultivator outside the Taoist temple at the same time, it would take some time for the experts of the Aoyama Sect to arrive at the scene.
As a cultivator, he'd never lacked decisiveness, wisdom, and courage, so he still didn't hesitate to give up such a great opportunity.
With the falling bricks and sand, his figure gradually disappeared, but before he disappeared, he just glanced at Zhao Layue who was covered in blood.
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The sound of the zither disappeared, and a young girl appeared outside the ruins of the Taoist temple.
The black-clothed man had already disappeared. She looked at the green and ordinary mountain, without any emotion on her face.
She didn't expect that her opponent's escape method would be so powerful, and she was not completely herself after all, so she didn't choose to chase after him, but stayed.
It was late spring, but the young girl was still wearing a thick cloth, which looked a bit strange.
She waved her sleeves, and the bricks in the ruins rolled away, revealing the ground.
Zhao Layue sat in the corner. Her clothes were ragged, mottled with blood, and her hair was unkempt. She looked very embarrassed.
But her expression was very calm. She looked at the young girl in the cloth and didn't say anything.
Today, she fell into this trap and was almost killed because of the appointment made by her opponent.
The young girl in the thick cloth was Guo Dong, the successor of Shui Yue Nunnery.
Guo Dong walked over the bricks on the ground and stood in front of Zhao Layue. She helped her stop the bleeding with her fingers and said, "You're stupider than I thought."
Zhao Layue said, "It's because I thought it was reasonable for us to meet, so I didn't think too much about it."
"Why?" asked Guo Dong.
Zhao Layue said, "You're the disciple of Lian Sanyue, and I'm the disciple of the Immortal Jingyang. It's natural for us to meet."
Sensing the remaining sword wills in the ruins, Guo Dong said after a moment of silence, "That's right. He has left this sword style to you, which means he has regarded you as his true disciple. As such, I should meet you."
Zhao Layue tucked her messy hair behind her ears, missing Jing Jiu's wooden comb.
She didn't want her current appearance to be seen by him.
It was because he was the disciple of Lian Sanyue.
A dozen seconds later, a violent wind rose up, and the stream in the Mingcui Valley became chaotic. A sword light landed on the ground like a flash of lightning.
It was the peak master of Qingrong, Nan Wang.
Seeing Zhao Layue's appearance, she asked with raised eyebrows, "Who's that?"
"He left fifteen seconds ago," replied Zhao Layue.
"Trying to escape?"
Nan Wang turned to look at the valley, a lethal intent showing on his face.
Her cloth tousled in the wind, and countless formidable sword wills occupied the entire space in the Mingcui Valley.
An exceedingly powerful Sword Awareness spread out in all directions, enshrouding the mountains and fields within three square miles in an instant.
Yet, she couldn't detect any energy of the Cultivation practitioners.
"It should be the Escape Method of Heaven and Earth," said Guo Dong.
Nan Wang shot a glance at her, but didn't say anything.
Though she didn't like Lian Sanyue, she didn't like Guo Dong either; she had to admit that this disciple of Shui Yue Nunnery was indeed knowledgeable.
The sword lights arrived in the Mingcui Valley one after another, landing by the stream. Dozens of disciples of the Aoyama Sect came from Zhaoge City on their swords.
Nan Wang said expressionlessly, "Assemble the Sword Formation and search for the enemies."
Whoosh!!!! The disciples of the Aoyama Sect flew in all directions and formed a large Sword Formation, searching the mountains and fields within a radius of fifty square miles.
Dozens of sword lights appeared in the sky, and they had even gotten close to the city walls of Zhaoge City. Many people were shocked.
It didn't take long before the disciples of the Aoyama Sect came back one after another. Yao Songshan shook his head while looking at Nan Wang.
Nan Wang didn't expect him to escape from the Sword Formation of the Aoyama Sect, feeling both angry and alarmed.
Was he really one of those old guys from the Zhongzhou School?
"Are you alright?"
Nan Wang asked while looking at Zhao Layue expressionlessly. Though he said it out of concern, his tone was harsh, devoid of any warmth.
Zhao Layue's reply was even more harsh than Nan Wang's.
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