Amidst the swirling Sword Qi, the myriad manifestations of heaven and earth were contained within.
"One Qi Becos Nothingness, Five-Colored Divine Light?"
Fubu Zhengxiong’s heart twitched, imdiately giving rise to boundless fear.
The Proverb Spell is a Primordial Qi Martial Technique that commands Martial Arts True Qi to simulate the phenona of nature.
However, all things in heaven and earth fall within the Five Elents, and the simulated phenona, as long as they remain within the Five Elents, will be restrained by the Five-Colored Divine Light!
’This person actually mastered the Supre Divine Techniques of the Profound Sect Daoist! There’s no defeating him, retreat is the best strategy!’
Knowing he was unmatched, Fubu Zhengxiong turned to leave without hesitation.
He executed the Wind Escape technique, leaping into the air, intending to flee the battlefield and escape alive.
"Did I say you could leave?"
Ye Qingzhou stood unmoving, but the Five-Colored Sword Light behind him followed his will and arrived in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, a torrent of Sword Qi, like a heavenly river, descended violently, piercing through Fubu Zhengxiong’s vital points, completely destroying his physiological functions.
Splat~
The body, with brain, heart, dantian and other key points shattered by Sword Qi, fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, devoid of any vitality.
The once renowned Ninja Master of Japan, dead!
And it wasn’t until then that Abe Shinming and Takahara Iwao arrived belatedly.
They glanced at Fubu Zhengxiong’s corpse on the ground, then turned their grave gaze on Ye Qingzhou: "Did you kill him?"
"What, are you in league with him?"
Ye Qingzhou stood with his hands behind his back, the Five-Colored Sword Qi forming a sword array behind him, fanned out like a fan: "Perfect, I’ll send you both on your way."
Zheng~
True Qi Sword!
Ye Qingzhou gestured with two fingers, and the Five-Colored Sword Light behind him seed to split like threads, one becoming two, two becoming three, three becoming ten thousand swords!
The torrent of Sword Qi transford into a boundless Sword River, carrying the force of toppling mountains and overturning oceans, threatening to engulf Abe Shinming and Takahara Iwao, annihilating them.
The overwhelming wave of swords approached, making Abe Shinming’s scalp tingle, his terror uncontrollable, prompting him to shout loudly: "Iwao!"
The latter dared not hesitate, using his full strength: "Secret Sword, One Great Blade, Gallant Dragon Break Army!"
Wind Mountain Yin Thunder, the four forces combined, Super-Tier Martial Technique Gallant Dragon Break Army!
Obtained from Takahara Bocchan’s ultimate Japanese Swordsmanship, a genuine Super-Tier Martial Technique!
Takahara Bocchan claid a life of no defeats, known as the strongest swordsman of ancient Japan. He hailed from the Shinkage-ryu, revered as the founder of the New Dang Stream, a human Martial Artist who attained the Martial Saint Realm, standing at the pinnacle of the Martial Arts World.
Takahara Iwao’s cultivation naturally fell far short of his ancestor Takahara Bocchan, but his Master-Level Sword Dao Cultivation sufficed to exhibit the essence of this move.
The mont the Great Tachi was drawn, it displayed the majesty of a gallant dragon and the might of Break Army, directly facing Ye Qingzhou’s Sword Qi River.
"Hya~"
At this mont, Takahara Iwao’s muscles bulged, the Martial Arts True Qi around him flooded into his muscles madly, aid to unleash the greatest power to cleave the surging waves with one sword!
"Break for !"
The roar shook the heavens, the Great Tachi slicing out a pitch-black violent dragon shadow, splitting the Sword Qi River ahead in two.
For this, Takahara Iwao’s grip burst with cracks, blood gushing from between his fingers, making him feel nearly exhausted.
The extre outburst just now was hard to sustain even for a Great Sword Hero specialized in honing physique and Swordsmanship.
If faced with another sword, Takahara Iwao estimated he certainly couldn’t withstand it, so he shouted: "Shinming, attack!"
With a formidable enemy before him, Abe Shinming couldn’t afford to be careless. His expression beca unprecedentedly serious, his deanor extrely grave.
"Heaven and Earth Borrowing Technique, Ghosts and Gods Obey, urgent as a law!"
Abe Shinming took out two talismans, igniting them with True Qi turned into flas.
The talismans quickly burned to ashes, the Power of Thought Ability gathering behind him, opening a monstrously shaped Ghost Gate.
The door seed like a giant foul ghost, its blood-red maw attempting to devour all existence.
The giant ghost’s demonic nature was intense, its eyes ferocious, a re glance threatened to engulf reason with madness and despair.
Beyond the door was a hellish scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, countless ferocious ghosts roaring wildly within.
Then, two coffins slowly floated out of the Ghost Gate, entirely silver-white, nacing and lavish, clearly indicating the extraordinary nature of the ghosts buried within.
Eerie creaks~
The coffins were forcefully pushed open by a massive power, followed by a surge of powerful, violent aura like waves crashing against the shore.
"A Japanese Yin Yang Master’s Spirit Communication Technique?"
Ye Qingzhou had heard of this technique’s fa, originally from an ancient Martial Arts School of the Dongji Kingdom, changed several tis upon reaching Japan, becoming sothing entirely different.
But its characteristic of specializing in Refining Spirit remained unchanged.
And at its source, the Spirit Communication Technique originated from the Yin Yang Secret Technique of the "Yellow Emperor’s Secret Scripture," upon mastery, one could use the Power of Thought Ability to control ghosts.
"A Super-Tier Martial Technique of the spiritual type, just to my liking."
Ye Qingzhou’s pupils sparkled like stars, deep in his eyes, battle intent surged as he beckoned to Abe Shinming and Takahara Iwao: "Co, let see your skills."
"Fools courting death!"
Abe Shinming cursed through gritted teeth, then commanded the ghosts within the silver coffins with Thought Ability.
Bang~
The pure silver coffin lid fell heavily to the ground.
A blue and a red fierce ghost stood up fiercely from the silver coffin.
They hailed from the Underworld Grotto Heaven, first-class fierce ghosts, their powerful Spiritual Force Field alone could distort natural laws, spreading fear and death.
"Ghosts with Master-Level combat power?"
This kind of opponent, it was the first ti Ye Qingzhou had encountered.
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