Only My Way

"Bang! !"

Although both sides were using sharp weapons, both possessed keen blades.

However, because both sides possessed immense strength, and both had true qi as a buffer, the frontal clashes between their swords and sabers were more like battering rams colliding fiercely.

At this moment.

Even though Wang Jian had forcibly used the Blood Burning Secret Technique to survive, forcibly enhancing his current physical fitness at the cost of severe damage to himself, the gap between his strength and Ling Wuyuan's was still so great that it was like being utterly crushed!

As far as Old Ancestor Jiang was concerned.

He didn't even notice what was happening, only feeling a blur before his eyes.

Wang Jian's figure was already flying backward at top speed!

The speed was so fast that it even triggered a series of whistling sounds!

In the blink of an eye, he flew out hundreds of meters!

All the houses along the way, regardless of their material, were no different from incredibly fragile plastic wrap in the face of his flying body, easily pierced through amidst rumbling sounds, causing a series of massive buildings to collapse one after another like dominoes!

Looking at the vanished Wang Jian, Ling Wuyuan seemed to be in a good mood:

"Didn't kill him with one blow, huh…"

"His strength is quite good; he should be stronger than the Cloud Piercing Gang leader.

As expected of someone who has survived for so long with a pile of bounties on their head, he does have some decent hard power…"

While muttering to himself.

The long sword in his hand didn't stop moving, instead, he backhanded it towards the long sword that Yan Linde was thrusting straight at him.

As the Great Leader, Yan Linde's hard strength was naturally stronger than Wang Jian's, the Second Leader's.

In the instant Wang Jian was sent flying, although he was incomparably shocked, his rich experience still allowed him to react immediately.

He mercilessly thrust the long sword in his hand straight towards Ling Wuyuan's throat!

Without any reservation!

It was an all-out thrust!

He could easily pierce through even a two-meter-thick solid steel wall!

There was no other way; the moment Ling Wuyuan made his move, he understood that this was a formidable enemy he had never encountered before!

A slight carelessness, and he would die on the spot!

However.

Even though he had attacked with all his might, and had even seized the moment when Ling Wuyuan had just finished attacking Wang Jian and had not yet turned around, his attack was still easily received by Ling Wuyuan.

At the instant the sword tips collided, Yan Linde clearly observed that Ling Wuyuan's long sword was actually entwined with some faint gray mist, some gray mist that was completely identical in color to Ling Wuyuan's hair and pupils…

The existence of that gray mist was just like some kind of highly concentrated sulfuric acid, easily corroding and penetrating the true qi that Yan Linde had entwined around the sword body…

And then.

Facing the target that had lost its enhancement.

The long sword in Ling Wuyuan's hand was like cutting something with ease.

It easily cut Yan Linde's long sword in half from the tip!

And without stopping, it continued all the way to the middle of Yan Linde's sword!

It was also at this moment that Yan Linde finally fully realized what had happened, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief as he hurriedly released the long sword in his hand, retreating many steps in panic.

At the same moment.

Ling Wuyuan didn't pursue, but continued to wield the azure long sword in his hand.

Directly cutting Yan Linde's treasured sword into two halves!

One half on the left and one half on the right!

The entire treasured sword, from the tip of the blade to the end of the hilt, was so forcibly divided into two halves!

And they were incredibly symmetrical halves!

Looking at it.

It could completely give others a strange feeling that if they put these two halves of the treasured sword together, maybe this thing could still be salvaged…

Looking at this scene.

Yan Linde's expression was simply unsightly beyond compare.

As the boss of the [Crimson Fire Bandits], the weapon he used might not be some rare treasure, but it was definitely a fine product that many [Qi Nourishing Realm cultivators] were quite envious of!

However, this treasured sword was like it was made of dough in the face of the azure long sword in Ling Wuyuan's hand!

'Is it a treasure-grade divine weapon…'

However, looking at the gray mist on Ling Wuyuan's long sword, and then looking at Ling Wuyuan's hair color and pupils, Yan Linde quickly realized that the problem was probably not just that.

'No, it can't be… The quality of that sword is probably only one of the reasons; the main reason should be that gray mist…'

He looked at Ling Wuyuan's gray vertical pupils that were unlike ordinary people, and a certain guess quickly sprouted in his heart:

'Some kind of high-level special physique…'

'Damn it, how could I encounter this kind of monster…'

As far as he knew, in this world, special physiques were actually not that precious.

But high-level special physiques, especially high-level special physiques with very special innate powers, were particularly precious, and were usually given titles such as King, Saint, God…

Belonging to those who were born to stand at a higher place!

Under the same level of circumstances.

Ordinary cultivators simply have no way to compete with them.

Even higher-level cultivators may not be able to fight them head-on.

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In the past.

Although Yan Linde had heard similar rumors, he had never seen such an existence.

And now.

Looking at those unusual physical characteristics on Ling Wuyuan's body, and recalling the other party's unusually fast speed and unusually great arm strength, he immediately realized that he who often walks by the river will finally get his feet wet…

This time, he was probably really going to fall…

For a time.

A sense of sadness inexplicably welled up in his heart…

And Ling Wuyuan, who was standing opposite him, looked at the treasured sword that had been cut open on the spot, and then looked at the azure long sword in his hand that was entwined with gray mist, and silently thought very calmly:

'Does it have a crushing corrosive effect on ordinary true qi?'

'And, when it is wrapped around a weapon, the amplification it provides seems to be far stronger than ordinary true qi…'

Thinking of this.

Ling Wuyuan's gaze came to Yan Linde's body.

He smiled and said:

"Continue."

He wanted to test the power within his body again.

At the same time.

Not far behind him, Chen Li, who had been kicked away by Yan Linde and Wang Jian earlier, finally returned to the scene with a spear in his hand, looking a little embarrassed.

From the time he was kicked away.

To this moment.

In fact, only five or six seconds had passed in total.

Looking at Ling Wuyuan with a slight smile on his face, Yan Linde with a very suspicious expression, Old Ancestor Jiang with a completely blank expression, and then looking around and successfully finding Wang Jian, who was even more embarrassed than himself, he was also a little confused about the situation.

'? ? ?'

'Who is that newcomer?'

'Is it a third-party force?'

'How long will it take for Zhang Tang's side to arrive?'