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Chapter 1089

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The daoist looked at the sword from the other side of the river and sighed in amazement. The sword intent and sword qi of Wang Xiaoping's sword was enough to be called the pinnacle of swordsmen. It could no longer be simply called a talisman sword or a sword technique.

There was a very important reason why generations of swordsmen were able to rise and fall in the martial arts world. Sword masters, when they felt like it, could often ignore realms. A second grade master might be able to reach Finger Mystery with one sword, while a Finger Mystery Swordsman could reach Celestial Phenomenon with one sword. They could even break through bottlenecks and directly reach the level of a land immortal.

The green dragon was a hundred feet long and floated beside Wang Xiaoping. It was as if Wang Xiaoping was carrying a sword on his shoulder.

Following this Daoist priest of Mount Wudang who had profound knowledge dug out a section of the river, the tilted boats on the river followed the water flow into the Guangling waterway. It just so happened that they could see this soul-stirring scene. Each and every one of their hearts swayed. Probably because Wang Xiaoping's spirit was very upright and peaceful, the spectators were amazed but not afraid. As the surging river once again filled up the waterway, the passengers on the ferry could take the opportunity to see the graceful bearing of the immortals. Some of the ferrymen who were originally rushing upstream also took out their silver and desperately asked the ferry owner to turn the boat around and follow the river. The reason why they were not afraid of being affected was because they noticed that the sword tip had started to move towards the shore. The hemp-clothed old man who was originally standing on the river also jumped onto the shore and changed the battlefield.

When Wang Xianzhi's foot touched the ground, the green sword had already rushed over. The distance between the man and the sword was less than thirty feet.

Wang Xianzhi's foot touched the ground and the other foot touched the ground one step behind. He did not dodge and directly punched out.

The huge green sword suddenly 'stopped' three feet away and exploded into a dazzling splash of water. Then it turned into mist and disappeared.

The water curtain created by the collision of the fist aura and the sword qi seemed to have no end.

This hundred feet water sword was severely damaged. It was shrinking at a speed that the passengers on the river could see with their naked eyes. Very quickly, it consumed ten feet of the sword body.

Wang Xianzhi's figure remained motionless, but it seemed that her patience had been worn out. Very soon, she was no longer willing to stand there and be beaten. She took a step forward, and her left hand swung out a fist. The power of this fist was unparalleled. Not only did it smash the new "sword tips" that came one after another, it was actually able to smash the entire green sword, causing it to sway incessantly.

Countless thin and mixed sword qi hidden in the green water sword started to shoot out in all directions. It was a magnificent sight.

After that, the old man who had been roughly guessed by the passengers to be the owner of the Martial Emperor City stepped forward and punched out. He did not retreat but advanced instead. He hit the sword from ninety feet to eighty feet, seventy feet, and when half of the sword reached fifty feet, Wang Xianzhi slightly stopped attacking. Just like martial arts, if you don't advance, you will fall back. When he stopped, the sword momentum that was originally blocked seemed to be waiting for this moment. It was not just a little bit stronger than before, it was as if there was a gap of a whole realm. Wang Xianzhi slid back a distance and gently jumped up. He slapped down on the huge sword tip. The sword tip was forced down. The green sword drilled into the ground and tore open a groove. The huge sword made an arc under the ground and drilled out of the ground. The arc continued until the sword body finally formed a big circle. The end of the sword was not far from Wang Xianzhi's feet. The sword tip fell from the top and pointed at Wang Xianzhi who had already turned around.

The Taoist who cultivated in seclusion in the Dragon Tiger Mountain sighed. In his eyes, the sword style was like a jade. The general principle was that the outside was like the sky and the inside was like the earth. Previously, the sword was in the Vajra Realm. The sword that cut off the river was in the Mysterious Finger Realm. Now that the sword was half out of the sheath, it could be considered the spirit of the Tianxiang Sword. Within the big circle, there was sword qi. In fact, all three belonged to one sword. What was more rare was that this unfinished sword did not show any signs of decline. Its spirit was still rising. Even Wang Xianzhi could not stop it at the node of the Mysterious Finger Celestial Phenomenon. In the past sixty years, Wang Xianzhi almost never used a higher realm to crush anyone. He always liked to fight with people of the same realm. He wanted to exhaust his opponent's moves and spirit. Even if he lost to him, he would have no regrets. Therefore, he held back his fist momentum because he knew in advance that Wang Xiaoping's sword had an instantaneous ascension. At this moment, facing the "Round Jade Sword" that was full of spirit, Wang Xianzhi lowered his hands and raised them. He took the opportunity to "lift" the purple and green Upstanding Qi and used them as blades and swords respectively.

The Taoist laughed softly, "It's not common to see Wang Xianzhi pick up a weapon to face the enemy."

Wang Xianzhi, who had a strong body to begin with, suddenly became even more arrogant. He was like a deity from the Heavenly Court who had descended to the world.

However, Wang Xianzhi did not use any complicated or ingenious moves. He only used a horizontal blade and a vertical sword. The horizontal blade cut through the jade wall and the vertical sword cut through Qing Shui.

It was as if a priceless piece of jade wall was smashed onto the cold hard ground. The scene was extremely dazzling.

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