Chapter 309
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Between the heavens and the earth, thousands of figures were floating on top of a mountain peak not far away. Countless gazes were shocked as they watched the two sides collide. Everyone's eyes were filled with solemnity.
Although this did not represent a true war between the two sects, there was not much difference in the nature of it. This was because battles between the younger generation were often the most hot-blooded and impulsive. They were not like the elders in the upper echelons of the sects who had to consider the consequences of every step they took.
"Tuogu!"
Zhao Kun roared. His figure turned into a stream of light as he broke through the crowd. An afterimage flashed as he took a step forward with a three-foot-long green sword in his hand. A sharp green sword aura flashed as it pierced towards Tuogu's throat at lightning speed.
"You think you can stop me? You overestimate yourself!"
Upon seeing this, Tuogu snorted in disdain. He flipped his palm slightly and a blood-red longsword appeared in a flash. Facing Zhao Kun's attack, he did not dodge at all. Instead, he suddenly took a step forward and the sword aura directly slashed down vertically!
"Clang!"
The crisp and ear-piercing sound of metal colliding, accompanied by flames and violent waves of wind, suddenly swept out in mid-air. The two figures instantly engaged in a life and death battle.
Seeing that Zhao Kun had blocked Tuogu, the disciples of Ling Xuanwu Province quickly gathered in formation. Under the leadership of Lin Shuang'er, they were like awls that pierced into the black mass of Yin-Yang School disciples. Lin Shuang'er, who was at the front of the formation, flipped her jade-like hand and a white sword aura swept out.
In the horizon, the sound of killing and the strong smell of blood intertwined, forming a tragic smell.
"Today, none of you will be able to escape!"
Wang Yun, who led dozens of Yin-Yang School disciples to block the front, shouted with a ferocious expression. A monstrous black aura quickly condensed behind him. In the next second, his eyes suddenly became sharp. His figure rushed out, his palm slightly bent, forming a claw. Then, he clawed at Lin Shuang'er across the air.
"Yin Yang Black Flame Claw!"
A low and deep roar was emitted from Wang Yun's throat at the same time. Immediately, countless ghostly wails and wolf howls sounded in the sky. That thick black glow transformed into a dark skeleton claw that was nearly ten meters long in the blink of an eye!
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, a chilly wind blew on the black claw, and raging black flames emerged.
"Boom!!"
The Dark Ghost Claw directly pierced through the void. It was mixed with extremely frightening and sinister fluctuations as it viciously clawed at Lin Shuang'er and the Ling Xuanwu Province disciples.
Xiang Shuang'er looked at the dark skeletal claw that was coming at her with powerful fluctuations. Her cold eyes focused, and the slender sword in her hand released a blazing white light. She calmly stabbed at the air.
In a split second, the tip of the sword suddenly split into tens of thousands of sword shadows, floating above Lin Shuang'er, covering the sky and the sun.
"Go!"
Following Lin Shuang'er's cold roar, the dense sword shadows brought along a frightening aura as they shot out. With so many sword shadows shooting out at the same time, it even caused a gust of wind to surge in the surrounding air, sweeping up sand and dust.
"Pu, pu, pu …"
Under the focused gazes of the crowd, they were astonished to see the tens of thousands of sword shadows bombarding the dark skeletal claw like a rain of swords. Countless sword shadows continuously shot into the huge claw.
Under the fierce attack of the sword shadows, cracks immediately appeared on the dark skeletal claw.
"Break!"
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