Chen Chizhong saw that Zhang Yan’s sword ball was unscathed, and his own sword qi seed to be at a disadvantage. He was initially stunned, then a look of surprise appeared on his face, as he thought to himself: "My sword qi is refined from Five Qi Golden Sand, not sothing an ordinary sword ball can withstand. Could this sword ball be refined from Star Essence Sand? Good! I was planning to refine a Golden Core but lacked the Five tal Qi. If I can refine this sword ball, it would be akin to refining a Divine Weapon, greatly enhancing the quality of my pill in the future. No matter who he is, even if he is a true disciple of the Shaoqing Sect, today I will take his life!"
He shouted, "It’s quite sothing that you can block my White Tiger Sword strike; let’s see how many of my swords you can take!"
He gave his back a shake, and out ca his mysterious light, but not in the common cloud form of other cultivators. Instead, there were seven sword-shaped sword qi, fanned out behind him like a peacock displaying its feathers.
Among the Ten Great Sects of Xuann, both the Yuan Yang Sect and Shaoqing Sect are renowned for sword cultivation. However, the Shaoqing Sect is solely devoted to Sword Dao and nothing else, whereas the Yuan Yang Sect differs; they cultivate Qi into swords, where Qi itself is the sword.
Just like Chen Chizhong, who cultivates the sect’s secret White Tiger True Evil Mysterious Light, which can condense one’s mysterious light into incomparably sharp flying swords. Initially, there are a thousand swords at one’s disposal, but as one’s realm advances, the number of swords decreases. As each sword qi is reduced, its power increases. When only one sword remains, it can cut through illusions, and the sword qi forms a pill.
Now, Chen Chizhong only has seven sword qi left, indicating he is not far from forming a pill, hence his arrogant tone.
Zhang Yan ignored his posturing, let out a cold snort, and with a thought, sent the sword ball speeding like a shooting star towards Chen Chizhong’s face.
Chen Chizhong laughed heartily, as a sword light t it head-on with a "clang", only to find that the sword ball made a feint and then split into another sword light that continued upwards, while below, two sword balls held the White Tiger Flying Sword firmly in place, trapping it.
"Splitting Light Separation?" Chen Chizhong was initially shocked, then smirked disdainfully, shook his shoulder, and dispatched another White Tiger Sword Qi to intercept the incoming sword ball. However, to his surprise, the sword ball split again into another sword light climbing upward,
This ti, Chen Chizhong couldn’t help but furrow his brow slightly, let out a low shout, and sent another White Tiger Sword Qi to block.
But upon further impact with this sword ball, it split once more!
This sword ball continued to split seven tis, each change getting closer, as Chen Chizhong’s seven White Tiger Sword Qi were exhausted, yet there were still two sword balls flying towards him.
His expression finally changed. With a "clang," he drew a long sword from its sheath and slashed left and right, finally cleaving the two sword balls apart, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Zhang Yan, after all, was only initially learning this sword light splitting technique, and had yet to learn the matching sword moves, which allowed the opponent to fend it off. Seeing this scene, he couldn’t help but regret: "Unfortunately, it takes the power of two Splitting Light Sword Balls to suppress a single Xuan Guang Flying Sword. Though I have two more swords than him, this person still holds a Dharma Sword in hand, so I can’t really deal with him."
"Sixteen Swords of One Breath Division?"
Chen Chizhong was both surprised and furious. As a descendant of the Yuan Yang Sword Sect, it was humiliating enough that Zhang Yan forced him to draw his sword using only sword balls. Even though he didn’t know Zhang Yan’s background and was caught off guard, it was still extrely embarrassing.
But he promptly realized that although Zhang Yan’s previous sword was formidable, it only caught him off guard. The sword move used, along with the Splitting Light Separation thod, was not well-matched, and was executed sowhat awkwardly, indicating it was not yet used proficiently. In a contest of exquisite sword techniques, evidently, his chances of winning were greater.
The "True Origin Sword Scripture" can be considered only the entry sword technique of the Mingcang Sect. Although it ntions the "Splitting Light Separation" thod, it covers only the Dharma technique and lacks specific sword moves and forms. Notably, Zhang Yan’s Sixteen Swords of One Breath Division has no ready sword moves for him to utilize, so he can only rely on self-exploration in the days ahead.
Zhang Yan thought: "This person’s swordsmanship is exceptional; he’s quite a formidable opponent. I can use this person to hone my swordsmanship. With the ’Harmony Carrying Cover’ in hand, I’m already in an invincible position."
With this in mind, he steeled his spirit and began to engage Chen Chizhong using only the sword balls.
The two of them went back and forth, contesting each other more than a hundred tis in a flash. Zhang Yan’s sixteen sword balls spiraled and danced around, engaging in clashes with the seven White Tiger Mysterious Light Flying Swords. Despite his swordsmanship being inferior to the opponent’s, making him fall slightly behind for the mont, he could not be easily taken down in a short period.
Moreover, as they continued to exchange moves, his proficiency in using the sword moves beca more refined.
Chen Tong watched from the flying carriage for so ti. Although Zhang Yan seed "restrained," he appeared resilient, causing so anxiety. A beautiful maid behind him asked, "Young man, can the seventh master possibly defeat this person?"
Chen Tong sneered, pointing below: "Did you not see this brat being utterly overwheld by the seventh uncle’s sword light, already on the brink of defeat?"
His words were ant to boost his own side’s morale, so they were spoken loudly. However, before he finished, a sword light suddenly flew by, and he felt a chill on his neck. With him, two beautiful maids behind him lost their heads simultaneously.
The sword light flashed back into Zhang Yan’s sword net, his expression unchanged, as if he had just done sothing irrelevant.
This sword strike ca too unexpectedly, even Chen Chizhong did not anticipate it. By the ti he reacted, it was too late to help. He shouted in anger, "Junior, how dare you kill the Chen Clan people!"
Zhang Yan couldn’t help but sneer, for he allowed himself to kill but prohibited others from doing so, having always held such robbers in contempt. He shouted powerfully, shaking the surroundings, "Kill as I did—where’s all this nonsense coming from!"
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