The sky was quiet and dim, and the swordsmen below were stunned when they saw Yan Shisan's attack.
Time seemed to have frozen, and the shock on Yagyu Malone's face could not be concealed.
That's right. Why did he say that it was another change?
That was because Yan Shisan's every move had changed a lot. This move represented reincarnation, as if it had cut through time.
Every sword strike was meant to kill. This was the Thirteen Strikes of Life.
"No, I can't die. There's still a chance.”
Looking at the black sword, Yagyu Malone gritted his teeth and blood flowed out of his mouth.
The brief pain allowed him to recover his spirit. He gripped his katana tightly with both hands, even though his body was trembling.
"One Character Slash, Juai!"
The roar resounded through the entire void. A bright light seemed to cut through the sky, and the spiritual qi of heaven and earth was turbulent.
Under everyone's gaze, a cracking sound came from the sky. Everyone saw an arrow of blood spurt out from Yagyu Malone's body. Then, they saw him being sent flying, and the samurai sword in his hand fell out of his hand.
In the abyss, the black sword qi shot onto the ground, causing the entire ground to rise.
Sand and stones flew everywhere, and a slash mark that was at least a hundred meters long appeared on the ground.
Gulp!
Looking at the terrifying mark on the ground, everyone in the city was stunned. If it wasn't weakened, then how terrifying was this sword?
Yan Shisan looked at everything expressionlessly. He then shifted his gaze to Yagyu Malone, who was half-kneeling on the ground.
His entire body was covered in blood, and there was a terrifying scar on his body. His bones could already be seen clearly.
"Not bad…"
Yan Shisan looked at Yagyu Malone with admiration. Although he had paid the price, he had still managed to block the sword.
Yagyu Malone panted heavily and immediately took out a bottle from his waist. There was a milky white pill in the bottle.
After taking the pill, Yagyu Malone's face turned red.
The injuries on his body also began to heal, and some shallow wounds quickly scab.
Picking up the katana in front of him, Yagyu Malone took a deep breath and looked up, meeting Yan Shisan's cold eyes.
Although he had blocked that terrifying sword strike, he did not feel any joy in his heart.
He knew that it was not Yan Shisan's strongest attack.
"Even the second swordsman of Fusang is not his match. This person's strength can definitely enter the top 20 of the Earth Rankings.”
In the crowd, a sect disciple looked at Yan Shisan in awe and said in a deep voice,"
No one retorted, because Yan Thirteen had been in a dominating position from the beginning.
Thinking of this, everyone could not help but look in another direction.
Roar!
The terrifying sound of the dragon throne and the roar of the golden dragon could be heard. Under everyone's horrified gazes, Zhao Deyan was sent flying by the golden dragon.
His entire body was like a cannonball that exploded on a small mountain in the distance.
The mountain collapsed, and the entire hill immediately collapsed. Zhao Deyan, who was wrapped in demonic qi, flew out of the ruins.
He no longer had the appearance of the Eastern Turkic Imperial Teacher. His hair was disheveled and bloodstained, making him look like a beggar.
Puff!
Zhao Deyan spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned extremely pale. He looked at Qiao Feng in horror.
Strong. Only when they fought would they know how strong this man was.
That palm technique was too terrifying. It was sharp and incomparably firm.
Seeing Zhao Deyan's appearance, everyone sucked in a deep breath of cold air. Two Earth Roll powerhouses who had been famous for a long time were actually in such a sorry state.
In other words, not only Yan Shisan, but even Qiao Feng was ranked 20th on the Earth Board.
The most important thing was that both of them listened to the same person's orders. This was the most shocking thing.
The Peerless Realm was a top existence no matter where they were. Even the large sects did not have many of them.
Adding on the net, the power that Great Qin's Eldest Young Master wielded was simply too terrifying.
Everyone stared at Ying Yichen with awe and fear.
"Young master Great Qin, I admit defeat…"
Yagyu Malone's mouth twitched when he saw Yan Shisan flying toward him again. Then, he shouted at Ying Yichen.
There was no need to continue fighting. Blocking that sword earlier was already the limit.
Yan Shisan stopped in his tracks and looked at Ying Yichen.
Whoosh!
Hearing Yagyu Malone admit defeat, everyone in the city was dumbfounded, but most of them could understand.
Even they didn't want to face someone like Yan Thirteen.
"Chuixue…"
Lu Xiaoji looked at her expressionless old friend and couldn't help but speak softly.
"Yes... I won't lose."
Ximen Chuixue nodded. He stared at Yan Shisan with determination.
He believed in himself, and at the same time, he believed in the sword in his hand.
Both of them were peerless swordsmen and sword cultivators, so a battle was inevitable.
Only by fighting with a top swordsman could one's Sword Dao become stronger.
Yan Shisan, who was in the air, looked at Crane Feather City and quickly locked onto Ximen Chuixue.
Boom! Boom!
The moment he saw Ximen Chuixue, Yan Shisan's aura became even more terrifying. His sword intent soared into the sky.
Ta Ta Ta!
When Ximen Chuixue sensed the sword intent from Yan Shisan, he smiled. It was beautiful. The smile of a Sword God could ruin one's life.
At the same time, a terrifying sword will burst out from his body, as if he was responding to Yan Thirteen.
The two terrifying sword wills collided in the void. The surroundings seemed to be torn apart. Wild winds raged, and the world dimmed. Everyone felt the surrounding temperature begin to drop.
"Ximen Chuixue huh…"
Ying Yichen, who was in mid-air, smiled as he looked in the direction of Crane Feather City. He wondered who was stronger between Sword God Ximen Chuixue and Yan Shisan.
Yan Shisan and Ximen Chuixue were not the only ones. There were many peerless swordsmen in the entire Nine Regions. Ye Gucheng, Wei Zhuang, Ge Nie, and the others were all top swordsmen.
The people of Crane Feather City looked at the two of them excitedly. They also wanted to see the fight between these two peerless swordsmen.
"8th of August…"
"Flourishing Flower Peak…
Yan Shisan and Ximen Chuixue spoke one after the other. As soon as they finished speaking, the entire Crane Feather City was in an uproar.
PS, fresh flowers!
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