White-robed Wang Yufan remained silent, directly summoning the spirit of the Feng Ling Sword. A sword emanating a chilling aura was held firmly in Wang Yufan’s hand. On the opposite side, Wang Yufan in red sneered, and the Feng Ling Sword also appeared in his hand, though it exuded a freezing aura. Seeing this, White-robed Wang Yufan was sowhat stunned.
He looked at the Feng Ling Sword in his hand. After looking, the spirit of the Feng Ling Sword in White-robed Wang Yufan’s hand imdiately extended two chubby little hands, waving them frantically and saying, "Uh, Master, this has nothing to do with . It’s your own evil thoughts that created him. He will copy everything you have, including ."
Hearing the sword spirit’s voice, Wang Yufan smiled and said indifferently, "Don’t be nervous, I was just curious. Next up is a tough battle. It’s been a long ti since I fought against myself. Let’s give it a try today."
"Chaotic Sword Art, First Form."
White-robed Wang Yufan directly made his move, and Wang Yufan in red on the opposite side was not to be outdone, also beginning to move.
Wang Yufan in red used the sa technique as Wang Yufan, the Chaotic Sword Art. Though their auras were different, their strength was identical, and the two versions of the sa person engaged in a fierce battle within this consciousness space.
About half an hour later, Wanru, who was lying on the ground, slowly regained consciousness. Her eyes were sowhat dazed as she looked around, but suddenly, she realized sothing. Her clothes were disheveled.
She quickly put her clothes in order. When she saw Wang Yufan not far from her, an inexplicable surge of anger swept through Wanru’s heart. She summoned the sword that had fallen to the ground. Her purity had almost been ruined by this person. Although she had woken up and only her clothes were disheveled, with no other sensations, she knew her purity was preserved.
However, looking at Wang Yufan, a thought constantly echoed in her mind: to kill this person. If today’s incident were to reach the sect, to her master’s ears, she would undoubtedly face severe punishnt. Even though her purity was preserved, she would still not escape chastisent.
Looking at Wang Yufan, who was sitting motionless on the ground, Wanru directly thrust her sword forward.
Just as it was about to strike, a white light and a red light suddenly emanated from Wang Yufan’s body. They continuously circled above Wang Yufan’s body, slowly forming the shape of two yin-yang fish.
Wanru’s movents stopped at this mont. This was because she felt that familiar sensation emanating from the white light, and this feeling was like learning the ancestral cultivation thod in the forbidden area she had once visited.
This made Wanru’s heart grow increasingly agitated. She didn’t know why she had such a feeling, but her feeling was not wrong. That aura was not Wang Yufan’s, but an aura that shared the sa origin as her ancestor.
The doubt in her heart grew larger and larger. Looking at this person who had almost defiled her purity just now, Wanru’s heart was very complicated. She really wanted to strike down this man with a single sword, but the inexplicable aura emanating from him prevented her from doing so.
Such conflicting emotions intertwined, making Wanru’s mind sowhat chaotic at this mont. If she didn’t kill this man in front of her, what if he woke up later and tried to harm her again? Thinking of this, a green chain appeared directly in Wanru’s hand. This was specially refined by their Ice Moon Sect. Even a Yuanji Realm expert could be bound by it.
Looking at the ditating Wang Yufan, the chain in Wanru’s hand directly bound Wang Yufan, who was sitting on the ground. She intended to interrogate him thoroughly when he woke up.
anwhile, the two figures in the consciousness space continuously clashed.
"You must have felt it too, that girl has already bound us, and that chain is no ordinary item," Wang Yufan in red said to White-robed Wang Yufan.
"Do you need to tell ? This is all your doing. After I destroy you, I will explain to her myself; you don’t need to worry. You should just die!" White-robed Wang Yufan said, then struck out with another sword.
White sword light furiously slashed down within this consciousness space.
White-robed Wang Yufan felt that fighting against himself, who possessed the sa strength, would result in an endless battle with no victor. He had to create so techniques that Wang Yufan in red had not yet mastered.
After much thought, he concluded that only by creating his own cultivation thod could he defeat the Wang Yufan in red opposite him.
Thinking of this, White-robed Wang Yufan fought while simultaneously creating his own cultivation thod.
After the final clash, White-robed Wang Yufan directly put away the Feng Ling Sword in his hand.
Wang Yufan in red saw this and a curious expression appeared on his face. He didn’t know what White-robed Wang Yufan was going to do.
At this mont, White-robed Wang Yufan continuously ford hand seals, and a cyan fla appeared directly in his palm.
Seeing this, Wang Yufan in red mocked, "Don’t waste your energy. Everything you know, I know too. I also have it." After saying that, a cyan fla also appeared in Wang Yufan in red’s hand.
Indeed, what appeared in both their hands was the Samadhi True Fire.
White-robed Wang Yufan smiled at this. In his other hand, a red fla also appeared. Seeing this, Wang Yufan in red was montarily stunned.
"What kind of fla is that?" Wang Yufan in red asked.
White-robed Wang Yufan did not answer. After the two flas appeared, he directly fused these two flas with his own power. Wang Yufan didn’t know what the consequences would be, but he had seen soone do this before. However, the flas that person used were just ordinary beast fires. What he was using was one divine fire, and the other was a beast fire he had just refined from the dragon pearl.
This was the beast fire of a golden dragon. Wang Yufan believed that Wang Yufan in red definitely couldn’t unleash this attack of his. As he continuously suppressed the two flas, eventually, a small sword glowing with a greenish-red hue appeared between his hands, emanating terrifying power.
Even White-robed Wang Yufan himself felt a surge of fear. He was afraid that if this attack were unleashed, his consciousness space would collapse. What then? This was his first ti using such power, and he wasn’t entirely confident he could control it.
"Since I created this cultivation thod today, let’s call it the God-Slaying Sword," White-robed Wang Yufan muttered.
The next mont, under his control, he directly shot the bizarre greenish-red small sword in his hand towards Wang Yufan in red.
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