Tong Lu said nothing, his expression indifferent.
Suddenly, there was a flash of sword light.
The flying sword flew back from the distant reef. It was stained with water, but there was no blood.
Liu Shisui, who had been standing on the reef, had already disappeared.
Tong Lu silently circulated his sword technique. The air in front of him slightly warped, and the white foam under his feet suddenly disappeared along with him.
With a soft swish, a deep mark appeared on the reef where he had been standing.
The dark blue seawater surged through the reef, the waves roiling. Pillars of water would occasionally spray out from the cracks in the reef, giving off a heavy stench of blood.
Tong Lu and Liu Shisui were hiding somewhere, ready to wield their swords again.
At their current cultivation level, it was very difficult to see each other's flying swords with the naked eye. Naturally, the battle had become even more dangerous, often just a single sword strike away.
During the Sword Trial in Aoyama, the sword duels between the disciples of the various peaks had been so spectacular and incessant pursuit. That was because the two sides understood each other too well, and it was not a battle of life and death.
Tong Lu and Liu Shisui's battle today was a battle of life and death.
If their previous attacks had not missed, the white foam on the reef would have been dyed red by now.
Time slowly passed. The seawater rumbled against the reef, but the figures of the two still did not appear.
As sword cultivators, the first thing they had to do was to hide their tracks, just like how Zhao Layue had killed Lo Huainan.
Beneath a certain reef, the light was so dim that it was difficult to see anything. The walls were covered in moss and corpses of seashells.
Tong Lu stood there with his eyes closed, allowing the seawater to fall on his face and body. He did not react at all, his breathing so slow that it seemed like it would stop at any moment.
His flying sword was of extremely high spiritual grade. It was called West Cold. At this moment, it was hidden in the snow-like waves, ready to attack at any moment.
Several hundred zhang away, behind another reef, Liu Shisui was sitting cross-legged in the sea with his eyes closed.
The top of his head was several feet above the surface of the sea.
His sword was nowhere to be seen.
Amidst the rumbling of the waves, it was very difficult for them to capture each other's heartbeat and aura to determine each other's position. They could only spread out their sword awareness to search, but it was also easy for the other to determine their position. Thus, in the end, it still depended on whose sword was faster.
Tong Lu suddenly felt a sense of danger. He opened his eyes and dodged to the side.
With a crack, a bloody wound appeared on his left shoulder.
A crack appeared on the reef, and the moss and shell corpses flew into the air before falling into the sea.
Liu Shisui's sword had been hidden in the sea all along!
Tong Lu didn't expect this abandoned disciple of Aoyama to be so treacherous, but he wasn't afraid at all. He quickly circulated his sword source and pointed two of his fingers at a spot in the sea.
The Western Coldness Sword pierced through the air, and a white line appeared on the surface of the sea. The waves surged, and the momentum was extremely shocking.
The Western Sea Sword School's Hidden Tide Sword Style!
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The sword light flashed.
Dozens of white turbulence appeared on the surface of the sea.
The reef was cut into pieces and then flew up like a downpour.
Tong Lu drifted back a hundred zhang, staring at the figure in the distance, and shouted sternly, "Where did you learn this sword technique?!"
He had previously ascertained Liu Shisui's position and used the most powerful move of the Hidden Tide Sword Style without hesitation.
He didn't expect his opponent to be prepared and be able to predict the path of his sword, easily blocking it!
Liu Shisui's whole body was drenched, and his face was pale. Zhen Yuan must have expended a lot of energy, and he looked like a water ghost that had crawled out of the sea.
Several crisp sword chimes sounded around him, and several air currents appeared in the foggy air.
These air currents were the marks left by the collision of the two flying swords.
He didn't answer Tong Lu's question. He punched from a distance of three hundred zhang, and his fist was surrounded by black demon fire!
Regardless of whether it was the seawater or the waves beneath the reef, they were all evaporated in an instant, forming a white dragon that charged toward Tong Lu's body.
Tong Lu knew this was the evil technique of the Blood Demon Church, as well as the power of the demon core's fire. His expression turned cold, and he called back the Western Coldness Sword. He laid down three sword curtains in front of him.
With three soft sounds, the three sword curtains were broken!
Tong Lu let out a muffled groan and fell heavily on the reef. His chest caved in, and blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth. He was severely wounded.
Liu Shisui's face grew even paler. Such a violent strike had consumed too much of the demon fire and Zhen Yuan.
He was about to pursue Tong Lu when he suddenly felt something was amiss. He took a glance at the horizon, and then rode his sword away without hesitation.
The black demon fire surged in all directions, the seawater boiled, and the white fog was like clouds. After the fog dissipated, Tong Lu's figure could no longer be seen.
Several sword lights fell on the chaotic reef.
The disciples of the Western Sea Sword School had arrived.
They were led by an elder in the Free Travel State.
Seeing Tong Lu on the reef, a few disciples exclaimed in surprise and hurried over to help him.
The elder in the Free Travel State sensed the remaining aura of the demon fire in the air and asked with a slight frown, "Who is it?"
Tong Lu was helped up by a few disciples of the Western Sea Sword School, who said, "It's Liu Shisui."
Upon hearing this name, both the elder and the disciples were astonished.
Tong Lu gestured to his Junior Brother that he didn't need to be helped up. Looking around at the broken reef and the floating dead fish, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.
"He won't be able to escape this time."
From the moment he saw the letter, he had begun to guess who wanted to challenge him.
Although he didn't expect Liu Shisui to be so daring, the answer wasn't beyond his expectations.
This place was outside of Haizhou City, the territory of the Western Sea Sword School. He had made arrangements in advance, so he naturally wouldn't let Liu Shisui escape.
But what happened next was beyond Tong Lu's expectations.
The Western Sea Sword School sealed off the surroundings of Haizhou City and sent out many disciples to search for Liu Shisui, but they still couldn't find any trace of him.
He was like a ghost that had vanished into thin air.
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Outside Haizhou City, there was a cloud that didn't disperse all year round. To be more precise, it was a mass of cloud.
Because this mass of cloud was very thick, it was at least three thousand feet high from its lowest edge to its highest point.
Even the common people in Haizhou City knew that there was a mountain hidden in the cloud, and there were countless pavilions and palaces on the mountain.
In Haizhou City, common people could often be seen kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to that mass of cloud.
This was the Cloud Platform.
In the deepest part of the Cloud Platform's cliff, there was a very quiet room.
It was very difficult for the sunlight from the outside world to reach this place, so there were many luminous pearls inlaid on the stone walls. The soft light made it more suitable for reading.
Perhaps it was for this reason that the shelves in the room were lined with books, and the table was piled with scrolls of different lengths.
Sitting behind the table, Liu Shisui would pick up a scroll from time to time and unfold it, reading it with a serious expression. Then, he would write something down on a piece of white paper with his right hand.
Who would have thought that the mysterious Bulao Lin was hiding in the Western Sea Sword School's important place, the Cloud Platform?
No wonder the orthodox sects and the Imperial court couldn't find Bulao Lin after searching for more than a hundred years.
No wonder Liu Shisui could still live peacefully until now, even though he had killed Lo Huainan, the Head Disciple of the Center State and was wanted by both the Center State and Aoyama.
No wonder Tong Lu had made preparations in advance and the Western Sea Sword School had searched everywhere, but he still managed to escape so easily.
The light in the room dimmed slightly.
Liu Shisui looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in the quiet room.
The middle-aged man was wearing a very luxurious black robe, and he had a natural air of nobility.
He was Xiwang Sun.
Liu Shisui stood up and saluted him.
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