"Leng, let take you to the shore first," Ye Luo said to Leng Pengzhan, pushing his wheelchair towards the shore, with the young woman following closely beside Leng Pengzhan.
Just as the trio was about to reach the shore, a fierce blade light roared down, causing Ye Luo’s expression to change instantly.
He pulled the wheelchair and the young woman back in quick retreat. The dreadful blade light landed on the wooden walkway on the surface of the lake, imdiately blasting it apart.
The figure who released the fierce blade light was a masked man, his body flipping through the air, holding a long saber and charging towards Ye Luo and the others with a montum as ferocious as a tiger.
Ye Luo’s eyes narrowed, his left hand flicked, and several Silver Needles shot out towards the opponent, who paused for a mont, swinging the long saber repeatedly to deflect all the Silver Needles.
Ye Luo then took the opportunity to scoop up Leng Pengzhan in his arms, while grabbing the young woman’s hand with his other hand, and with a tip of his toe, the whole group dashed towards the shore.
Swish!
At that mont, another man in black appeared, his blade fiercely chopping down towards Ye Luo. Ye Luo, now burdened, was unable to dodge or counter and was forced to execute Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens at full speed to narrowly avoid the attack, landing on the shore and setting down his charges.
No sooner had he done that, when he felt two sharp bursts of wind attacking from behind. Without dodging, for if he did, the two fierce attacks would land on Leng Pengzhan and the young woman.
Ye Luo spun around rapidly and swung his Soft Sword fiercely.
Clang—
The clash between the Soft Sword and the two long sabers produced a grating sound, sparks flew in every direction, and shockwaves radiated outward. Ye Luo staggered back five or six steps, trembling, with a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his gaze intensely fixed on the two assailants.
The strength of these two masked n had both reached the Innate Peak Stage, making them terrifyingly powerful. Even with Ye Luo’s current abilities, dealing with the two proved sowhat strenuous.
"Who are you?" Ye Luo demanded, his voice cold.
With his power of deduction, Ye Luo could tell that these n were not Leng Pengyu’s people, but were specifically targeting him.
In response to Ye Luo’s interrogation, the two n did not answer, but instead launched another attack.
Ye Luo circulated the Nine Yang Mystic Art, with power surging from his Dantian and the three major ridians within his body, causing his strength to surge as the Soft Sword emitted a fierce Sword Qi.
Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens!
Lingyun Sword Technique!
Ye Luo stepped with the agility of Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens, his body as flexible as a Jiao Dragon, while displaying the swordsmanship he had acquired in Mysterious Valley.
Although he had not studied this Sword Technique for long, his quick comprehension allowed him to display it effectively.
The essence of Lingyun Sword Technique was speed; all sword moves were executed at the fastest velocity to achieve maximum lethality.
Lingyun Sword Technique, first move!
The sword was like a swift wind!
Ye Luo directly unleashed the first technique of the swordsmanship, the soft sword instantly transforming into a blasting gale, reaching extre speed.
In the blink of an eye, the sword had already appeared before one of the masked n’s chest, whose face turned to shock, not expecting Ye Luo’s swordsmanship to be so fast, hastily swinging his long blade in an attempt to block Ye Luo’s strike.
However, at this mont, Ye Luo, by inciting the Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens, further increased his speed. The sword moved even faster, piercing directly into the opponent’s chest but only an inch deep, before the man’s long blade swept in, knocking the soft sword away and quickly pressing over his chest, True Qi surging to stop the bleeding from the wound.
Seeing this, another masked man hurriedly waved his long blade and attacked Ye Luo.
Ye Luo’s body swayed, his soft sword shooting out like a silver snake and colliding with the opponent’s long blade, the powerful force bursting forth, causing both Ye Luo and his opponent to retreat several steps.
Above the lake’s surface, the fierce battle between Leng Ruobing and Leng Pengyu was still ongoing, both sides engaging in an intense fight to the bitter end, using their strongest strengths without reservation.
To anyone unaware, they would certainly think these two had a life-and-death feud and could never imagine that they were siblings. The entire lake surface exploded repeatedly, waves splashing endlessly.
Boom!
Following a muffled sound, both Leng Ruobing and Leng Pengyu lightly tapped the lake’s surface, continuously retreating while they watched each other with profound gazes.
"Leng Ruobing, indeed, your strength is formidable. Despite being a realm higher, I can’t suppress you," Leng Pengyu said with a cold sneer.
"You are not cultivating the Leng Family’s passed-down cultivation technique. It seems there’s a powerful force backing you. You couldn’t have reached your current realm otherwise," Leng Ruobing said with an icy voice, her expression as cold as a slab of ice.
"You’re smart. It won’t be long before you know the force behind . You win this ti, but soon I will let everyone know who the true genius of the Leng Family really is. Leng Ruobing, you are nothing in my eyes. The position of Family Head can only be mine. Goodbye."
After these words, Leng Pengyu waved his hands and the lake exploded, waves rushing towards Leng Ruobing. When the lake cald down again, Leng Pengyu’s figure had already disappeared into the waters.
Leng Ruobing’s eyes narrowed, a flicker of unusual color passing through them before she turned and headed toward the shore.
anwhile, Ye Luo displayed another Lingyun Sword Technique, combined with Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens, its power greatly enhanced, launching a powerful attack towards the uninjured masked man.
The latter quickly waved his long blade, defending against Ye Luo’s fierce strike but was sent reeling backward as a result.
However, just as this masked man was retreating, a bone-chilling cold aura spread from behind him. Leng Ruobing struck his back with a palm, the terrifying cold energy penetrating his body, causing it to freeze up, as the rciless cold instantly solidified his body.
"Die!"
Seizing the opportunity, Xiao Yifeng’s speed, enhanced to the extre by Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens, allowed him to appear in front of the masked man in an instant, his soft sword stabbing towards the man’s chest.
At that mont, the masked man finally expelled the coldness brought by Leng Ruobing’s palm. However, by then, Ye Luo’s soft sword was but two inches from his chest. The man’s pupils contracted, his body instinctively arching backward while he lifted his long blade, attempting to block Ye Luo’s strike.
But at this ti, a sinister smile appeared on Ye Luo’s lips, a smile that sent a chill down the masked man’s spine.
Suddenly, the previously straight soft sword bent unexpectedly, skillfully evading the opponent’s long blade, and with a soft thrust pierced the man’s chest, directly hitting the heart, killing the Innate Peak Stage expert in one strike.
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