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With Yang Muyun as the center, a new storm quickly spread out, as if throwing a small stone into an already restless water surface. Although it wasn't big, it was enough to stir up the entire pool of jade water and cause ripples.

When the Sword Qi shot out, it transformed into a violent wind that roared and roared. It was filled with the feeling of death, but in this despair, there seemed to be a glimmer of light that revealed a new hope.

He would put his life on the ground and live on the ground. He would live on the ground where he had fallen!

Feng Jian was as calm as ever!

Yang Muyun hadn't been able to progress an inch in this sword move for so many years, and that was because he didn't manage to comprehend the kind of mental state that Lin Yao talked about.

Since he had entered the martial arts world, he hadn't encountered any danger. Ordinary experts weren't his match, and true seniors wouldn't recklessly fight with him.

Even among the five great sects, there weren't any powerful experts. Even if they attacked together, Yang Muyun never felt such a sense of danger when facing death.

His heart had already been tempered to a very tenacious stage, so ordinary predicament and danger wouldn't be able to stimulate his ability to break through.

But today, as one of the four great elders of the Palace, as well as the famous "Demon Saber" in the Jianghu, Wang Gu had the strength of heaven. He personally came to assassinate Yang Muyun, and his reputation was not just for show.

Under his fierce attack without holding back, Yang Muyun was finally forced to the greatest danger in history.

The feeling of being powerless and pale in the face of death had not only aroused Yang Muyun's desire to live, but it had also stimulated the limitless potential within his body.

Because of this powerful deterrence, Yang Muyun was able to successfully comprehend the second sword strike of the Wind Sword. At the same time, his battle strength also increased at an extremely fast speed.

"Ping ping ping!" The sword danced in the air, agile like a fish playing in water. It was free, and at the same time, a strong gale whistled over.

Black clouds covered the city, and a ray of light split open the sun and gold.

This kind of violent and destructive power was almost the same as Wang Luo's previous attack. Although it was still a little weak, it was still extremely terrifying.

Wang Luo was flustered as he did not expect such a sudden move to be so powerful.

Yang Muyun seized the opportunity to explode, not letting go of any of the opportunities. With the Flowing Cloud Sword in his hand, he was agile and elegant, fighting to the point where Wang Luo couldn't take it anymore.

In just a few seconds, the two of them had been through more than ten moves, and Wang Gu was being beaten until he was forced to retreat.

The gale was also getting stronger and stronger, bringing with it impassioned and transparent true energy, complementing the sword's aura of death, forming an endless amount of killing intent.

However, Wang Luo was still an experienced martial artist. Although he had been beaten to a state of complete helplessness, he hadn't received any actual injuries. However, he had felt the threat from Yang Muyun's sword moves.

He had to get rid of this brat as soon as possible. Wang Luo stared at Yang Muyun with fear in his eyes because he didn't know how many more killing moves this young man in front of him had, so he couldn't take them off.

"Hah!" Wang Gu attacked with all his might, and Yang Muyun was shaken for a moment. In an instant, he gathered all of his Zhen Qi into his Demon Saber, and at this moment, he gave up all his defenses in order to strike with full force.

Yang Muyun naturally saw through Wang Gu's intention, but he didn't stop him.

He knew the First King must have made preparations for what he was about to do. It was impossible for him to interrupt him, and right now, his power had risen yet again. He wanted to see what level he could reach.

"Bam!" A burst of Zhen Qi burst out, pulling out folds in the surrounding space. It was as if a pot of hot water had suddenly boiled.

Wang Luo's face was full of anger. He didn't waste any more words as he waved his blade, bringing with it a fierce and murderous intent.

Yang Muyun's feet slid, and the sword let out a long cry. A ray of light flew out, sweeping across the sky like a tornado, violent and fast.

"Dong, dong, dong!" The air exploded, emitting explosive sounds again and again. The two clashed, separated, changed their moves, and collided again.

The two of them had already pushed their strengths to their limits, and strong gales blew from their centers as they uprooted the flowers and plants on the hill.

The shadows of swords and sabers had already appeared behind the two of them. Streaks of remnant light were flying about. For a moment, they were brimming with resplendent lights. For a moment, they were shrouded in shadows. The battle was extremely intense.

It was unknown how long the battle suddenly started to change. Yang Muyun's aura began to weaken, after all, there was still a difference in realm between them. The difference in inner strength was obvious, and Yang Muyun's true energy was gradually becoming insufficient.

"Hahaha, Yang Muyun, this is the difference." Wang Gu laughed loudly, "I'll send you on your way today!"

Wang Gu attacked again, the ghost shadow twined around the blade as it chopped straight at Yang Muyun. The sky changed color at this attack.

Hehe, a sneer appeared on Yang Muyun's face, "I was waiting for this move of yours!"

"Clang!" The blade and sword collided, and Yang Muyun was sent flying. His mouth was full of blood as he spat out a cloud of blood in the air and fell to the ground.

However, at this last moment, he had already pushed the Wind Sword to its limits.

Wang Luo only felt a tearing wind rush towards him, but before he could dodge it, he was already surrounded by the wind.

Unable to escape, Wang Gu was powerless. He was also flung away and vomited blood. He fell to one knee and the Demon Saber completely fell out of his hands.

Once the situation split up, both sides would suffer.

And at this moment, they were not the only ones fighting.

When Tian Ba first felt the two people's auras exploding, he knew that Yang Muyun and Wang Gu were really going to fight to the death, so he forcefully circulated his Zhen Qi and broke through the four killers' formation.

But would the four assassins let him leave so easily? Obviously not, the four of them had also become entangled with the heavens at the first possible moment.

They could not afford to waste any more time. The sky was filled with wounds, and every move was fatal. They had used a desperate strategy to kill one of the assassins.

The four assassins went in one direction, and the suppression formation dissipated. The pressure also disappeared, and Tian Ba's Sky Xuan strength came back.

The remaining three assassins, who had lost their protection, were now the opponents of Tian Ba, who had regained his Sky Xuan strength?

The answer was obviously no.

At this moment, it was as if he had turned into a reaper, hiding in the darkness.

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!" The three streams of sword Qis were like maggots on the bones, unable to be shaken off or broken through as they rushed towards the three assassins as if they had eyes.

"Pfft!" As for those three assassins, although they escaped at the first possible moment, how could they reach the Sky Xuan level at the first possible moment?

The three of them fell to the ground after spitting out mouthfuls of blood. Their eyes were wide open as they still couldn't understand how they died.