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Thinking to this point, Yang Ruxue had just blocked a few fast moves from her opponent, and following the attack of the Nine Yang Primordial Qi, her qi and blood started to churn, causing her to almost lose her balance as she continued to retreat. In her heart, she became anxious and alarmed, from the looks of the exchange of blows, she could intuitively tell that her opponent's mastery of the [Mysterious Technique] was not high at all, far from her level.

Yang Ruxue clenched her teeth as her face became deathly pale. Her white clothes fluttered in the wind as she took a few steps back and attacked the other party in the air with her machete.

After receiving her full blow, Zhu Chi's whole body shook. He quickly turned the machete in his hand and slowed it down for a moment.

Although Yang Ruxue retreated, she did not actually retreat. Taking advantage of this moment, she turned her body around and swung her sword in the shape of a snake, using the Twilight Smoke Willow technique. The godly sword flew through the opponent's face like a willow leaf and struck his face, while at the same time reaching out with his left hand and grabbing it with all five fingers. At the moment when her jade-like fingers were about to touch the bowl on Zhu Ci's right hand, the red rust extended and engulfed the space in Zhu Ci's hand. This was the Mysterious Technique's West Wind Crippling Illumination, except that it was different when he used his blade as a sword.

He pretended to retract his left hand, as the purple sword turned from a snake into a myriad of snake shadows, changing its form into 'Shuang Chao, Blizzard' to protect her shadow. The purple sword and red blade, one spinning, the other turning into a shadow, when they collided, they both produced metallic clanging sounds, like the roar of dragons, the power became louder and louder, and after a while, it was as if the sky was resonating. Only at this point did Yang Ru Xue finally understand the special function of the purple sword, which was to become one with the sword, and gradually entered the realm of the sword.

Zhu Ci, affected by the Nine Yang Energy and the evil Qi in his central dantian, had long since forgotten where he was. He only felt that he was having a strange dream, similar to the one he had experienced when he first transmigrated.

The Nine Yang energy controlled his body more and more skillfully. The feeling of having flesh and blood was getting stronger and stronger like a normal person. Under the infusion of his Nine Yang energy, the firewood knife was like a living being connected to it, becoming one with it.

However, this Nine Yang True Qi needed to control its owner's body, and also had to combine the Qi with the Central Dantian's Non-Phase Sky Qi to reach the wood knife, in order to prevent it from being damaged by a sword like the Purple Microsoft Sword. Thus, the blade aura would not form, but the Nine Yang Qi in Zhu Ci's mind was one with the Nine Yang True Qi on the wood knife, making him feel as if the blade was alive. Even the sword experts who had reached a certain level felt themselves unable to control their sabers in such a way. They all thought to themselves: "When I first started, my kung fu looked like 'Drunk Eight Immortals', but when I looked at it carefully, it was different."

Amongst them, Yang Guihua was even more baffled. His moves were neither sabresmanship nor sword. On the surface, he was using my Dao meridian technique, but inside... this... This... This was the 'Flawless' tide … No, it was a bit different. The knife seemed to be alive, how could this be possible?

When the Nine Suns Spiritual Qi fought each other, an indescribable baleful aura rushed up, allowing him to control Zhu Ci. He could still howl loudly and display a crazy expression on his face.

This roar spread across the lands, reaching into the horizon. Violent winds blew, covering all the arenas. At this moment, the clouds were boiling and the sky was changing color!

The red rust shone brightly, just at this time, a purple light flashed, and a woman's scream came from far away, growing louder and louder until it was so loud that no one could hear it anymore. The tens of thousands of soft, purple sword radiances merged into one and became a huge dragon head piercing forward. From the looks of it, it seemed as if the aura wanted to cut Zhu Ci into two halves.

Zhu Ci's face twisted under the control of the Nine Yang Energy, and a baleful aura surged forth from him, releasing waves of heat waves from his seven orifices. Looking at his expression, one could see that there was not the slightest trace of fear in his eyes from the beginning to the end, his eyes were a dull red, and he reached out to grab the wooden sabre in his hand, which was still moving in circles near the bowl. In an instant, the red energy in the air seemed to be in his hand, and his body jumped forward to meet the purple dragon head.

Outside, the disciples of the Rosy Dawn Sect all held their breaths and stared at him. None of them showed any contempt towards Zhu Ci, and the expressions of the elders all changed.

This was a battle of life and death, and the losers would most likely be worried about their lives.

But for some reason, no one came forward to stop them?

"Boom!" The collision of the red sabers and purple swords was like a clap of thunder that shook the world. It was as if the entire Skypiercing Temple was trembling violently for a moment, and most of the sturdy wood in the arena was torn apart by the two men's weapons.

The purple sword and scabbard bent at the same time. Yang Ruxue was so shocked by the force that her feet dragged the wooden board backwards. If it wasn't for her gripping the hilt of her purple Microsoft Sword, she would have long ago let go of it.

Below the arena, the head of Qingfeng Peak, Yang Pao, suddenly stood up.

At this moment, he was surrounded by wooden cracks, and the Nine Yang Energy was still able to make his master use his biochemical power. Although it did not change, it still had half of the power of the mutation, and that was 800 pounds. Even the strongest of the masked men in black could not block it, not to mention Yang Ru Xue, the Nine Yang Energy also borrowed this time to attack his opponent's body.

Because he was passively using his biochemical power, his willpower had awakened to a certain extent. However, his vision was blurry, and his pale red eyes seemed to turn dark red, almost covering the whites of his eyes. It was unknown whether it was blood traces or the special features of his body! The world you see is red.

If he could hear the cries of the outside world, he would hear the cries of the people from the Great Rock Mountain Range below the arena.

Looking at the disciple in the arena who seemed to have become one with the gods and the devils, Zhong Yi's lips lost their color. She hurriedly whispered to the concubine, "Little Balls, little Jingjing's eyes have turned red. This is a sign of her cultivation going berserk. Don't let them compete, hurry up and make them stop!"

He slowly shook his head: "I was surprised when his eyes let out a faint red glow, but I didn't expect his strength to be so terrifying. He was only around twelve years old, so I really wanted to know where his strength had gone to."

On and off the stage, from Mu Ren Qing, Yang Jia Hua, and Yang Jia Quan, to the Sect Leader, Head Elder, and Elders, all of them were shocked. They then turned to look at the place where the voice came from, the couple from the Great Rock Mountain.

Amongst the distinguished guests in the arena, Yang Chen thought to himself: I didn't expect that trash disciple to have such high potential. I really misjudged him.

He could not feel the world. In that instant, a thought flashed through his mind: This is not a dream. This is not a dream.

Zhu Ci wanted to raise her hand to wipe the blood red pupils of her eyes, but her body refused to obey her just as she was thinking!

While the blood in her body was violently shaking, a scorching heat seemed to be rushing through her meridians, as if it was going to break out of her body. She gritted her teeth, forcefully suppressing the heat, and once again looked at the terrifying and ferocious youth in front of her.

This was a moment of life and death!

This was an eternal moment!

The beautiful woman stood proudly in the gale. Despite the wind being as sharp as knives, she didn't dare to step back even a bit. She looked up at the sky.

The wind suddenly stopped and froze in midair.

The heaven and earth suddenly quieted down, stopping at this moment.

"Ah!" A deep howl seemed to come from the horizon, reverberating through the entire world.

Yang Ruxue's hands gripped the hilt of her sword and pressed it against her scabbard. Finally, she pulled out her 'Purple Microsoft Sword'.

Immediately, the purple flowers in the sky dissipated and shrunk, as if a giant dragon was sucking in water, and were being sucked into the autumn water like sword edge.

In front of the Skypiercing Temple's main entrance, silence reigned! Even the people competing in the arena looked over.

The legendary Purple Microsoft Sword was finally unsheathed!

Yang Ruxue's face was like frost. Holding the godly sword in her hand, she kneaded the sword in an extremely concentrated manner, and under the condition of the rotten wood, she unexpectedly stepped forward seven steps, moving forward seven steps in a lotus step, the long sword suddenly stabbed 2918 times.