At this mont, only one unwavering belief resided in Shi Feiyang’s mind, and that was to completely defeat the nefarious Martial Arts scum before him, ridding the Martial Arts world of this poison.
The blade’s light shimred, as if it could truly split the firmant, carrying a majestic montum as if opening the heavens and earth, causing the surrounding air to tremble, emitting a low "buzzing" sound, even the heavens and earth resonated with this fierce strike.
Xie Luo Jia, witnessing this scene, was greatly alard in his heart, yet his years of experience as the Martial Arts Alliance Leader allowed him to remain calm on the surface. He was deeply aware of the power of Shi Feiyang’s strike, yet he was not afraid.
As the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, his martial skills were profound, and his experience vast. The Thirteen Life-taking Swords he practiced were renowned in Jianghu, with each sword strike containing exquisite sword principles and formidable Inner Strength.
At this mont, Xie Luo Jia swiftly circulated his True Qi, the True Qi at his dantian surging like turbulent waves, pouring his abundant Inner Strength continuously into the sword. Instantly, a faint layer of blue Sword Qi enveloped the sword, like an agile spirit, embodying his profound Inner Power, emanating an awe-inspiring aura.
When Shi Feiyang’s blade was about to strike down, Xie Luo Jia unleashed "Whirlwind Snatches the Moon" from the Thirteen Life-taking Swords. His wrist flicked quickly, movents as fluid as clouds and water, transforming into nurous sword shadows in an instant. These shadows crisscrossed, like a brilliant sword flower blooming amid storm and rain, with a fierce montum, eting Shi Feiyang’s blade head-on.
The air where the sword shadows passed was sliced with a "sizzling" sound, groaning in pain, fully displaying the fierce and domineering nature of this move and showcasing his extraordinary strength as the Martial Arts Alliance Leader.
"Snap!" A crisp sound echoed, like the breaking of an ancient tree’s branch, appearing particularly abrupt in this deathly silent atmosphere.
To everyone’s surprise, the sword in Xie Luo Jia’s hand proved fragile, being forcibly split in two by Shi Feiyang’s blade. The broken fragnts of the sword spattered out like teors amidst the storm, glinting with a cold light, silently narrating the cruelty and ferocity of this fierce battle.
Shi Feiyang seized the opportunity, capitalizing on this perfect battle chance, his right hand struck out abruptly, carrying the piercing coldness of the Bright Jade Technique, akin to an eternal iceberg, striking swiftly toward Xie Luo Jia’s chest. A slight smile of ecstasy appeared on his face, a victorious joy, his eyes sparkled brightly, his heart thrilled, finally letting this villain receive the punishnt he deserved.
This palm strike contained endless power and killing intent, causing the surrounding air to instantly solidify.
The crisp sound of the sword breaking was particularly abrupt in the storm, imdiately followed by the wailing sound of Shi Feiyang’s palm wind, sharp and terrifying, as if an incomparably sharp blade slicing through the air, making one’s scalp tingle, threatening to tear apart one’s soul, truly allowing one to feel the imnse power of this palm.
Unable to evade, Xie Luo Jia was struck heavily in the chest by Shi Feiyang’s palm. His Inner Power had always been known for its masculine strength, yet Shi Feiyang’s Bright Jade Technique was too domineering, like a raging flood breaking through a dam, instantly breaching his Inner Strength defenses.
He only felt a piercing cold invading his body, the coldness seeming to freeze his blood into ice, each cell within him trembling under this onslaught of cold, like fallen leaves shivering in the harsh winter wind, weak and helpless.
Bang! Xie Luo Jia’s body involuntarily flew backward, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood, amidst this stormy backdrop, the blood blood like a flower in darkness, appearing particularly startling, tracing a striking arc in the air, before being rapidly washed away by the rain, with the trajectory of fate thoroughly altered by this strike.
As Xie Luo Jia flew backward, a whistling wind accompanied his painful groan, the groan sounding particularly desolate in the storm, as if a lant from the Hell Abyss, arousing pity in those who heard it.
At that mont, Xie Luo Jia’s complexion was as pale as paper, his eyes filled with despair, unable to fathom how he, as the world’s Martial Arts Alliance Leader, could et such a miserable defeat. Tears mixed with rain blurred his vision.
Xie Luo Jia’s gaze was full of confusion and unwillingness, questioning why fate played such a cruel joke on him.
"Puff!" Xie Luo Jia heavily fell to the ground, splashing a mire of muddy water, which clung to him like a demon’s claws, quickly enveloping his disheveled body. His body rolled several tis in the mud before stopping, covered in sludge, appearing extrely wretched, the dignity of the once Martial Arts Alliance Leader disappearing completely. His face was full of shock and reluctance, his eyes empty and unfocused, lips slightly parted, seemingly wanting to say sothing yet unable to muster the strength to speak.
He could never have foreseen that he, as the world’s Martial Arts Alliance Leader, would be defeated at the hands of Shi Feiyang.
The broken sword in Xie Luo Jia’s hand also fell to the side, its blade covered in mud, silently narrating the cruelty and intensity of this fierce battle, bearing witness to his defeat, like a vanquished soldier silently bearing the pain of failure, appearing particularly desolate in the storm, mourning for its master.
At that mont, only the sound of wind and rain accompanied Xie Luo Jia’s heavy breathing, which was laborious and urgent, proclaiming his helplessness and despair. Every breath seed to be struggling to grasp the last thread of life, making one feel his life’s fragility and helplessness.
Shi Feiyang slowly walked to Xie Luo Jia’s side, his gaze cold as frost, seemingly able to freeze a person to death instantly, without a trace of emotion on his face, like an emotionless statue forged from ice.
Looking at Xie Luo Jia lying on the ground, Shi Feiyang spoke coldly, "This is the fate of those from Divine Sword Manor who commit evil. Today, I will rid the Martial Arts world of harm." His voice was low and firm, echoing in the storm.
He felt no pity in his heart, only that justice was being served, his gaze revealed firmness and determination, also declaring to the entire Martial Arts world, justice may be delayed but will never be absent.
With that, he operated the Bright Jade Technique, channeling the coldness straight through Xie Luo Jia’s entire body’s acupuncture points.
As his Inner Strength was injected, it seed a more frigid aura perated the air, and in an instant, even the surrounding wind and rain stood still, witnessing this judgnt of justice.
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