A doubtful voice sounded, and the man who was sleeping against the tree trunk slowly stood up. He was tall and burly, and he held a shallow sword that was full of gaps in his hand. His long black hair was scattered casually, and there was a ferocious scar on the left side of his face. It looked especially terrifying.
He stared at Xia Xian, who was dressed in a domineering outfit, and was a little puzzled.
"You look a little familiar!"
When the Great Void attacked at the edge of Gengmu District, he had also felt the powerful oppression of the Great Void. This was the opponent he desired. He was about to go and kill those bastards to enjoy the pleasure of fighting, but he did not expect that a figure would kill those bastards first.
This caused him to feel a little bored for a moment.
Seeing that his opponent had been snatched away, it was almost time for his nap. He simply found a big tree and took a nap.
He had never thought that someone would disturb his dreams, and it was a god of death.
The Grim Reaper who lived in Xueling Palace would actually come to a place like Gengmu District?
The man who called himself Gengmu and had yet to obtain the title of Sword Eight thought so. He glanced at Xia Xian again and did not think about why he looked familiar. Compared to the fact that he looked familiar, he had something more important.
"You're the Grim Reaper, so you should be very good at fighting!”
"Let's have a good fight!”
Geng Mu's tone was arrogant. If it was an ordinary Grim Reaper, he would definitely be extremely angry when he heard this. However, Xia Xian was not angry because he knew that Geng Mu was such a person. He also possessed such strength.
Facing the arrogant Geng Mu, Xia Xian said lightly,""Since it's your request, I'll do as you wish!”
He pulled out his sword, but he didn't even start the process. He was just in a shallow state.
Geng Mu did not notice this.
After Xia Xian agreed to fight with him, he had already rushed forward with the broken shallow sword in his hand and raised his saber to slash.
Bang!
Xia Xian also raised his saber.
The two shallow weapons collided, and the ground suddenly sank with the two of them at the center, sending dust flying everywhere.
Xia Xian felt a huge force coming from the wooden knife, and he could not help but sigh.
As expected of the man who would carry the name of Sword Eight in the future.
Even though he didn't release his sword and didn't know any techniques like the Ghost Dao, his strength was still at the forefront of the 13th Division of Court Protectors with this tattered sword and his terrifying spiritual pressure.
Even though Geng Mu didn't have the thought of entering Xueling Palace, it didn't affect his strength at all.
It was to the extent that his strength was much weaker than when he was young.
The reason for this was because he was too strong. He was so strong that he could not find an opponent. There was no enemy that could make him enjoy the joy of fighting. In order to enjoy the joy of fighting, he could only seal his original strength subconsciously.
Xia Xian's thoughts flashed.
The spiritual pressure in his body exploded, and a terrifying power spread out from his hand. Then, Geng Mu felt a surge of energy forcefully push his saber away.
Instead of being frightened, he became more and more delighted. He grinned and said,""What a powerful opponent!"
"Only such an opponent can make me happy!”
As he spoke, he continued to attack Xia Xian.
There were no rules or techniques to speak of. There was only one way to fight, and that was to slash with his saber. Compared to rules and techniques, he trusted his instincts more, and he trusted the saber in his hand more.
No matter what methods the enemy had, as long as he was cut down, it would be over.
This was how he treated his enemies in Gengmu District, and it was the same when he was facing the Grim Reaper.
One slash after another, one slash stronger than the other.
Under Geng Mu's unconscious swinging of his blade, the spiritual pressure in his body boiled even more. That powerful and wanton spiritual pressure filled his blade and blocked countless of his blades with Xia Xian.
Gradually, saber pressure began to appear on his saber.
The spiritual pressure condensed into a powerful slash that was slashed out by his saber.
Boom!
Xia Xian held his saber to block this slash. Then, he swung the saber in his hand and similarly condensed a slash with his spiritual pressure, heading towards Geng Mu.
Geng Mu waved his saber, wanting to block Xia Xian's slash.
However, the terrifying power kept pushing his body, forcing him to retreat.
" Haha!" His face was hideous, but he was not afraid. On the contrary, he laughed out loud.”
As he laughed maniacally, an even stronger spiritual pressure erupted from his body. The spiritual pressure that seemed to be corporeal surged out and finally destroyed this slash.
Geng Mu stomped on the ground. It was not a skill within Instant Steps, but pure explosive power. In the end, he was faster than some ordinary Death God's Instant Steps. In an instant, he arrived in front of Xia Xian.
The fierce blade hit his face, but before the blade could reach him, a sharp aura arrived in front of Xia Xian.
Xia Xian was no weakling either. Whether it was training alone in the virtual circle for many years or being ravaged by his own knife in the space of the knife every night, it had made his cutting technique stronger and stronger.
In the eyes of many of the Grim Reapers of the Court Guard Division Thirteen, Xia Xian was extremely talented in the Ghost Dao. He had given up on singing earlier and used the Binding Dao above number eighty to block the Ethereal Flash. However, in reality, his slashing technique was his strongest reliance.
An even faster slash was slashed out by Xia Xian.
Boom!
The two sabers collided again, and their spiritual pressure also began to collide.
Perhaps because Geng Mu's spiritual pressure was too strong, Xia Xian could not help but use his hidden spiritual pressure. He did not want to be suppressed by it.
When he was admitted to Zhenyang Spiritual Academy, he was tested to have a sixth-grade Spiritual Pressure. This kind of aptitude was rare even in the Corpse Soul World.
However, he had the ability to devour spiritual energy. In the hundred years of battle in the Void Ring, countless Great Emptiness Realm Experts had died under his hands. After years of accumulation, his spiritual pressure was far more than level six.
This was actually one of the reasons why Aizen could not help but bring him back to the Corpse Soul World after seeing him.
Because Xia Xian was like him. His talent was naturally above the mediocre.
It was a pity for such a seedling to remain in the void!
Even after he had first joined the 13th Division, Xia Xian's initial slackness had made Lan Ran unhappy. In Lan Ran's opinion, a genius like Xia Xian should rise up and attack the dome of the sky. He should not live with those mediocre people.
Two powerful spiritual pressures swept out. In an instant, many people in the Gengmu District felt it. Then, this spiritual pressure spread to the nearby Grass Deer District.
Different from the pressure when the Great Void Realm descended, the feeling brought by this spiritual pressure collision was-despair!
Near Gengmu District, a group of Death Gods who had come to support Xu's attack also felt this spiritual pressure. Their expressions changed drastically as they looked in the direction of the spiritual pressure collision.
"These two terrifying spiritual pressures, the spiritual pressure of a captain is only so much!”
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