Xun Huaiying rose with sword in hand, with a flick of his sleeve, the sword marks cut through like silk, transford into a rainbow and flew forth, imdiately tearing open a section of the Tribulation Water coming from above, scattering amidst the water mist, and with a roar, thirty Devils exploded out, spreading towards every part of his body.
He coldly shouted, deploying the Divine Skill "Near and Far," the sword light leapt continuously within a hundred zhang, like a Golden Carp leaping among waves, appearing suddenly and disappearing swiftly, each sword accurately cleaving the Devils in two, and anything broken by the sword would have its Essence Qi and technique all shattered.
After the last sword fell, the sword light flashed abruptly, disappearing from its original position, and suddenly sprang out a hundred and fifty zhang away, slicing off the head of Feng Haiyang standing atop the tide, then the Sword Force did not stop, turning nine tis in succession, cutting the torso, limbs into pieces, then letting out a sword’s cry, transforming into a single stream of light and returning, once again hovering by his side.
Seeing Feng Haiyang’s severed remains fall into the Tribulation Water, Xun Huaiying remained as calm as ever, showing no change in expression.
Just observing that the Tribulation Water still persisted, he realized that he had not managed to kill the man.
However, this was not his true objective. From the Yang couple, he had learned that regardless of whether the severed body was real or fake, there would always be a gap when it reford. Earlier, the first sword he made sure to create an impressive montum, to attract everyone’s attention, allowing enough ti for Huo Xuan and others to co to assist.
Sure enough, outside the hundred zhang, as the Tribulation Water shimred, and the sound of the tide rose, Feng Haiyang wrapped in a yellow robe erged from the water, intact.
Xun Huaiying pinched the Sword technique, attempting to sense with the sword ball heart’s eye, but after so investigation, he felt the Qi chanism disturbed, resembling a tangled ss, impossible to discern whether the person standing in front of him was real or fake, and couldn’t help but furrow his brow slightly, suspecting that it was not just because Feng Haiyang’s Daoist Cultivation surpassed his, but more likely due to the Ten Thousand Spirits Yin Void Tribulation Water’s aptitude to change, capable of veiling the spiritual chanism, preventing him from seeing the location of the True Body.
On the other side, upon sensing Feng Haiyang’s arrival, Huo Xuan and the others imdiately retracted the Four Symbols Mysterious Array, swiftly riding the Gang Wind Escape Light to co to aid.
Zhang Yan sent forth his sword into the air, always cautious and prudent, did not rush in, but circled around to check for any unusual arrangents.
Xun Huaiying, being a Shaoqing Disciple, could certainly withstand the Nascent Soul Third Realm Cultivator like Feng Haiyang for a mont, it was not sothing difficult.
However, you cannot underestimate the Demon Sect’s cunning thods, especially after thousands of Devils have been wandering outside for over a hundred days. If there were really traps left behind, rushing in could easily fall into it instead of rescuing anyone.
The group was only a few miles away from Xun Huaiying, able to arrive in an instant, originally among them, Zhang Yan possessed the fastest sword escape speed, but due to the slight delay, he fell to last, with Yang couple arriving first.
The couple employed the Geng tal Sword Qi for flying, their tunneling speed was excellent, although not matching Zhang Yan, Xun Huaiying, and others, it was still better than Huo Xuan and the three others.
Now, with disciples of Mingcang Sect behind them, their confidence and morale surged, Yang Bi felt that this battle concerned the Yuan Yang Sect’s reputation, hence should not retreat.
Upon arriving, he didn’t even greet Xun Huaiying, but let out a shriek, driving the sword plate above, releasing a tumultuous sword rain, his wife Zhu Xin, in tune with his intentions, noticing he was giving it all this ti, likewise didn’t hold back her Mana, letting out a light reprimand, maneuvering the sword plate, spraying out torrents of Sword Qi, collaborating together, vast and mighty, cascading like a tide.
As a Shaoqing Disciple, Xun Huaiying wouldn’t miss such an opportunity, he swiftly pressed the spell, the sword light sprung out ten zhang in front of Feng Haiyang, slicing across, yet this ti, from the Tribulation Water leaped a Devil indistinct in form, colliding with its head, with a clang, actually blocking the sword ball.
Xun Huaiying couldn’t help but raise his brows, a hint of surprise in his eyes, not because the sword failed to cleave the Devil, but he was pondering, Feng Haiyang’s act of having the Devil block the sword was unusual, perhaps indicating that the True Body was indeed that one.
Feng Haiyang laughed heartily, waved his sleeve, then saw over ten Devils soaring up, confronting the saber Qi sent by the Yang couple.
The first five Devils suddenly turned from solid to virtual, passing through the sword Qi without obstruction, then the latter five Devils collided with the sword light amidst piercing shrieks, only to hear the dense clashing sounds echoed, such ferocious sword Qi unable to cleave even a single Devil, all blocked completely, this round of offensive posed no threat to Feng Haiyang.
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