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"Ding, ding, ding …" The sharp sword that was going for Ximen Wuya's chest broke into pieces.
It didn't hit Ximen Wuya's chest, but his thin sword.
This was a shocking judgment. He knew where Shadowless was going to stab and raised his sword to block.
If he had waited until Shadowless had attacked, it would have been too late. His opponent was the fastest.
After Shadowless' sword broke, the two stood there quietly without moving.
The Yin-Yang School was shocked again. The Yin-Yang School's Adjudicator, Shadowless, was the King of Killing in this world.
Even if it was an expert two levels higher than him, he could still kill him.
But now, he was defeated by Ximen Wuya. Perhaps this was the only time he had failed in his life.
"The Phantom Ghost Wind is indeed unparalleled. One move to defeat the enemy, and you never miss."
Ximen Wuya opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, he pulled out a thin sword from his left chest. It was a thin sword that looked almost invisible.
Shadowless said, "People only see me using my left hand and think that I'm left-handed.
Actually, my right hand is faster. It's just that I haven't had the chance to use it in my life.
I only have the chance to use it when I'm up against City Lord Ximen. "
Everyone was shocked again. No one had ever seen Shadowless use his right hand. They all thought that he was left-handed. No one would have thought that he just didn't need to use his right hand.
"But today, when I used my right hand, my title as the Phantom Ghost King was half destroyed."
Shadowless sighed and then bowed to Ximen Wuya. "Thank you for showing mercy, City Lord Ximen. Otherwise, I would have been smashed into pieces."
"Bang, bang, bang …" Then, more than ten bursts of energy exploded in Shadowless's body. His soft body became a bloody mess. Blood spurted out from his seven orifices like arrows.
Ximen Wuya threw the blood sword back to Shadowless and said, "Junior Brother Shadowless showed mercy too. Otherwise, I would have lost half my life."
"There are not many people that I, Ximen Wuya, respect in my life. The first is Dongfang Minmie.
Your Junior Martial Brother Wuying is also one of them. You're practically the only martial artist I've ever seen who focuses on martial skills. If you were to practice profound skills, you would also be one of the great grandmasters in the world. "
Shadowless took his sword and wiped it gently. "I have loved my sword my entire life. I am the sword and the sword is me. If I were to learn mystical skills, it would be betraying myself.
Since Sect Master Dongfang Minmie is no longer in this world, then there's no need for me to stay at Yin-Yang school. From now on, there's no Yin-Yang school anymore. "
With that, Shadowless disappeared into the night sky.
The Yin Yang Sect's side instantly fell silent.
Looking at the direction where Shadowless disappeared, Ximen Wuya gently wiped the bloodstain on his chest and slowly said, "Who else is coming?"
Suddenly, an old man slowly walked out. He appeared out of thin air in front of Ximen Wuya, as if he had walked out of an illusion.
This old man held a dragon-headed walking stick in his hand. He was hunched over, his hair and beard were all white, and his face was wrinkled. He looked extremely old and seemed to be more than 100 years old. He was one of the Grand Elders of Yin-Yang school, Ning Busi. He was 105 years old this year.
"Ximen Wuya, I'm older than you by a generation. I also watched Sect Master Dongfang grow up."
Ning Busi coughed a few times and said, "I've heard about how powerful Ximen Wuya of Yunxiao City was when I was on the mountain.
Now that I've seen him, he is indeed powerful. "
"Martial Uncle, you flatter me." Ximen Wuya bowed respectfully.
"Don't be humble. You keep saying that you're not as good as Dongfang Minmie, but from what I see, you're not much worse than him."
Ning Busi said, "Since Sect Master Dongfang is no longer here, it would be perfect for you to be the Yin-Yang school's headmaster. You could at least guarantee that the Yin-Yang school will remain undefeated for the next 50 years."
As soon as he said this, the expressions of Dongfang Bingling and the others immediately changed.
"Unfortunately, I don't have the final say in the Yin-Yang school, and you, Yunxiao City, are still traitors."
Ning Busi said, "You're too powerful. For the future of the Yin-Yang school, I can only do my best. Ximen Wuya, don't blame me."
"I wouldn't dare," Ximen Wuya said.
"However, I'm still your senior, so I'll only use one Xuan technique. If you don't die, then I won't care about what happens tonight," Ning Busi said.
"Yes, Master," Ximen Wuya said.
Ning Busi had become a Grandmaster at least a dozen years ago. He was Dongfang Minmie's martial uncle.
He was truly one of the most powerful people in the world. Like a mountain, he guarded the Yin-Yang school.
In the past dozen years, when Dongfang Minmie wasn't here, even if only Ning Busi was here, no one dared to offend the Yin-Yang school.
Ning Busi slowly raised the dragon-headed cane in his hand, and a blue flame appeared.
"Boom, boom!" There was a sudden clap of thunder in the sky, and thick lightning struck the surface of the sea.
A dragon roared, and a shadow of a fire dragon drilled out of Ning Busi's dragon-headed cane. It grew bigger and bigger, and finally became a giant fire dragon that was dozens of meters long. It circled in the sky, roared, and spat out balls of fire.
Huge waves that were dozens of meters high suddenly rose on the surface of the sea. It was like a giant fire dragon, full of mania and uneasiness.
Ximen Wuya sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at the giant fire dragon that was circling in the sky. Of course, he knew what it was.
It was a Level Nine Xuan Beast, the legendary Flaming Devil Dragon. Elder Ning Busi had actually taken it as his martial soul.
In the whole world, there was no one like Wuying who only practiced swordsmanship and martial arts.
All warriors focused on practicing Xuan techniques because the lethality of dazzling techniques was too shocking, and they could be used for long-range attacks.
And when Xuan techniques were combined with martial souls, the effect of the attack was almost destructive.
"Immortal Dragon Formula!"
Elder Ning Busi roared, and his whole body suddenly burned. The fire dragon that was circling in the sky instantly turned into countless flames and drilled into Ning Busi's body.
The originally thin and stooped Elder Ning Busi's body suddenly swelled, and finally became a human-shaped flame that was dozens of meters tall.
Countless small flaming dragons danced around his body.
"Starry Universe Sword Formula!" Ximen Wuya roared, and the sword in his hand flew into the air and suddenly brightened.
The sword became brighter and brighter, crazily devouring all the Xuan Qi on the surface of the sea.
Finally, the sword light shone like stars, clearly visible from hundreds of miles away.
The thin sword that was less than two and a half feet now became a giant light sword that was dozens of meters long.
"Split!"
The giant light sword in the air suddenly split into countless small light swords that flew toward Ximen Wuya like shooting stars.
Hundreds of thousands of light swords circled around Ximen Wuya's body, and they were extremely dazzling.
Every sword of light was filled with soul and consciousness.
"Sword soul?
It's actually a sword soul?
There's actually someone in the world who has cultivated a sword soul?! "The people of Yin-Yang School couldn't believe it.
A sword soul was a martial artist who didn't take any Xuan Beasts as his martial soul. Instead, he cultivated his own sword and made it his martial soul.
This kind of martial soul was ten times or even a hundred times more difficult than taking a Xuan Beast as a martial soul.
But once it was successful, its power would be extremely shocking.
Because in the process of cultivating a sword soul, one had to devour countless Xuan Beast martial souls, so a sword soul could be called the king of martial souls.
The king of martial souls, the emperor of martial souls, was a sword soul!
In this world, there were no more than three people who had cultivated a sword soul.
"How good would it be if you were a disciple of Yin-Yang School?" Ning Busi muttered to himself.
"However, as the Lord of Cloud Sky City, the stronger you are, the more danger my Yin-Yang School will be in. We can't let Cloud Sky City become the orthodox school, and my Yin-Yang School become a rebel." Elder Ning Busi's gaze suddenly became resolute.
"Prison Rending Dragon Formula, go …" Elder Ning Busi roared and pointed the Dragon Head Staff in his hand.
Suddenly, thousands of fire dragons flew out from Elder Ning Busi's body and shot toward Ximen Wuya.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect, go …" Ximen Wuya roared and pointed the sharp sword in his hand.
Instantly, the swords of light and shadow that surrounded his body shot out.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang …"
Countless fire dragons and light swords collided. It was as if thunder and lightning had struck, bursting forth with countless rays of light. It was as if ten thousand lightning bolts had struck the sky. The entire night sky above the sea was as bright as day.
Fire dragons flew out from Ning Busi's body endlessly, causing the number of fire dragons flying around him to decrease.
The light swords flew out from Ximen Wuya's body endlessly, causing the number of light swords flying around him to decrease.
The fire dragons and light swords flying around him could not only be used to attack, but they could also be used as an energy shield to block the enemy's Xuan Technique attacks.
Therefore, Ning Busi and Ximen Wuya's defense and offense were one. If they wanted to increase their offensive power, their defensive power would inevitably weaken.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang …"
The violent explosion and the powerful heat boiled the seawater underground and tore a few large ships not far away into pieces.
"Rumble!"
With a final loud sound, a piercing light burst forth like the sun, completely tearing apart the night sky for hundreds of miles, causing the entire night sky to be as bright as day.
Tens of thousands of light swords and thousands of fire dragons perished together in the air, turning into ashes.
There was only a one-meter long fire dragon circling around Ning Busi's body.
There was only a two-and-a-half-foot-long light sword circling around Ximen Wuya's body.
Both of their eyes revealed their determination at the same time.
"Go …" they shouted in unison.
The last of the sharp swords suddenly shot out.
The last fire dragon shot out.
Whistling through the air, the two light shadows passed by each other.
"Puff!" The fire dragon slammed into Ximen Wuya's chest.
"Puff!" The light sword pierced into Ning Busi's chest.
"Crack, crack, crack …" There was the sound of his sternum breaking. Ning Busi spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ximen Wuya's body suddenly retreated more than ten meters, and a blood sword shot out from the air.
"Did Cloud Sky City's hundred years of decline just to produce a talent like you?"
Ning Busi covered his chest, coughing and spitting out blood. He slowly said, "You alone have taken all the essence of Cloud Sky City for a hundred years."
"But you are still a gentleman. If you had used Xuan techniques, even if there were ten Shadowless, they would have died." Ning Busi said, "His swordsmanship is suitable for stealth and assassination, but it is not suitable for martial arts."
"Okay, I am a man of my words. You took one of my Xuan techniques and didn't die. Instead, you defeated me by half a move. I will not care about what happens here. I will go back to Yin-Yang school and cultivate in seclusion."
After saying this, Elder Ning Busi disappeared into the darkness again.
Ximen Wuya wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said indifferently, "Who's next?"
Everyone present was silent.
Everyone said that Ximen Wuya was a great master, but Yin-Yang school always looked down on him. They always felt that people were frogs in a well.
Today, they finally saw Ximen Wuya's power. How was he just a great master?
He was at the peak of the world!
Jiang Songyang could be considered someone who had one foot in the Master Realm, and Ning Busi was definitely a strong person among the Masters. But they had all lost to Ximen Wuya.
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"City Lord Ximen, please advise me." An ordinary and gentle voice came from the darkness.
Ximen Wuya's expression changed. "Zhu Qingzhu, are you going to make a move? You are the leader of Xuan Tian Sect. Are you going to intervene in today's matter?"