Ten thousand swords gathered, like a towering mountain peak piercing the clouds, emanating supreme sword might!
All present held their breath, eyes showing shock.
That moment.
This scene.
Would be forever imprinted in their hearts, making them remember it for life!
Whoosh whoosh—
The giant sword descended, sword might erupted!
Wuhuang-level Ge Tuhong was bound by the sword momentum, unable to evade, able only to take it head-on!
“Ah!”
He roared furiously, fully activating all his cultivation. Before him, the void instantly rippled, solid barriers condensing into being!
Full defense!
All to meet the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!
Being able to force a Wuhuang to this extent, even if Jun Changxiao’s sword couldn’t defeat his opponent, it was enough to prove himself!
Whoosh—
Sword momentum surged, heaven and earth lost color.
Under everyone’s shocked gazes, the giant sword thunderously descended, viciously colliding with the first barrier Ge Tuhong had condensed.
Bang!
Broken!
Bang!
The second also broken!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, the following three defensive barriers were also broken.
The giant sword’s might was unstoppable!
“Pft!”
Ge Tuhong spat blood.
At this moment, the barriers before him had only one remaining, but under the sword momentum it was like a candle in the wind, with the possibility of being extinguished at any moment.
Cannot allow this!
Will never allow this!
Ge Tuhong’s eyes widened. Both palms suddenly raised!
Whoosh whoosh—
The last spiritual energy in his dantian was fully activated, reinforcing the barrier’s strength, only to defend a Wuhuang’s dignity!
Boom!
The giant sword crashed down like a toppling mountain.
Whoosh whoosh—
Violent sword intent frantically disturbed the surroundings, seemingly transforming into invisible scythes sweeping across the open grassland.
Weeds within a thousand zhang radius were harvested level with the ground, stones were shaved flat, tree after tree showed sword marks, then were severed at the waist.
The watching martial artists were far enough away, otherwise their fate would definitely have been direct obliteration by the sword intent!
“My heavens!”
“This is too terrifying!”
Everyone was extremely alarmed, instinctively retreating further back.
The other Wuhuang from Western Yun Province had an extremely grave expression.
He truly couldn’t imagine that this Wangu Sect Master would have such a powerful sword technique. If he had to take it himself, he would definitely be equally狼狈!
Crack—
A shattering sound abruptly rang out in the silent environment.
Although everyone didn’t immediately see it, they could guess that Ge Tuhong’s last condensed barrier must have been broken!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Just then, sword after sword trailing light flew up, once again suspended above Jun Changxiao, flashing dazzling brilliance!
Opposite.
Ge Tuhong stood in place.
Though he still stood, both hands had already dropped down, his face abnormally pale, his whole person seemingly drained.
Taking the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One head-on had only resulted in light injuries, but the energy in his body had also been depleted by eighty or ninety percent.
Jun Changxiao’s lips curved upward, smiling, “You’ve lost.”
Whoosh—
Ge Tuhong exhaled a breath, cupping his hands with difficulty, “Many thanks to Sect Master Jun for showing mercy.”
After his last defensive barrier was broken, the sword momentum’s might was still very powerful and could have continued downward.
However, the instant before descending, it suddenly disintegrated, then transformed into flowing light flying back.
How could Ge Tuhong not know this was the opponent’s deliberate act? Otherwise, with himself exhausted, taking that sword head-on would definitely have resulted in death or serious injury.
Jun Changxiao said, “This was merely sparring and discussing dao, not a life-and-death battle.”
System: “…”
After this fellow executed Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, the spiritual energy in his two Spirit Cores was nearly exhausted. Not delivering the final slash was also deliberately creating an appearance of holding back!
Never expected.
That guy actually believed it!
“Young Master Ling.”
Jun Changxiao said, “You can have the other Wuhuang continue fighting. This seat will accompany you to the end.”
Still want to battle another Wuhuang?
Awesome!
The martial artists from Southwest Yang Province all cast worshipful and reverent gazes.
On their home territory, beating a Western Yun Province Wuhuang until he was convinced—this was how magnificent and proud!
“Elder Liu.”
Ling Yufang said, “Go fight.”
“…”
The Wuhuang named Liu Shangqing’s mouth twitched slightly.
The Wangu Sect Master looked like nothing had happened, and those ten thousand swords were still suspended above. If he came with another technique like that, he definitely couldn’t withstand it either!
“Young City Lord.”
Liu Shangqing said, “Sect Master Jun is ultimately only at the King level. If this old one were to fight him again, word spreading would bring ridicule from the martial world.”
The power of Ten Thousand Swords Return to One had shocked this Wuhuang, leaving him without courage to fight!
Of course.
What Liu Shangqing was thinking wasn’t that two Wuhuangs fighting one King-level would bring ridicule if word spread, but that two Wuhuangs being unable to defeat one King-level would bring mockery.
Those who reach a certain realm and have a certain age definitely care very much about their reputation.
And this.
Just happened to give Jun Changxiao a way down.
He said, “Since that’s the case, then continue challenging my Wangu Sect disciples.”
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The spreading sword momentum dissipated, and the ten thousand swords suspended in midair flew toward their respective masters.
“Damn it!”
Ling Yufang was extremely angry inside.
He had thought that this trip to Southwest Yang Province on his father’s orders would be very simple, never expecting Wangu Sect to be so troublesome that even Wuhuangs couldn’t handle it!
“Sect Master!”
Su Xiaomu volunteered, “This disciple wishes to battle this Young Master Ling from the Royal City!”
He had found Ling Yufang unpleasant for a long time.
Jun Changxiao said, “This depends on whether Young Master Ling is interested.”
“Young Master Ling.”
Su Xiaomu smiled, “Would you be willing to come up and fight me?”
Before Ling Yufang could speak, he continued, “If unwilling, that’s fine too. After all, with so many people you sent losing, you’re not lacking one more.”
These words were quite playful.
The proud and arrogant Ling Yufang’s eyes immediately flashed with fury.
“Senior Brother Su.”
Li Fei smiled, “You mustn’t underestimate Young Master Ling. If he had no ability, how could he become the Young City Lord of the Royal City?”
“Hard to say.”
Su Xiaomu said, “Some people are born into good families with good fathers. Even without ability, they can still thrive.”
“Crack—”
Ling Yufang clenched his fists tightly, fury erupting.
What he couldn’t tolerate most was being thought to rely on his father.
The truth?
That was exactly it!
Jun Changxiao cupped his hands, “These two disciples of mine speak carelessly. Young Master Ling, don’t hold it against them. Besides, relying on one’s father is nothing bad—others want to rely on one but can’t.”
Everyone’s mouths twitched.
Sect Master Jun, you’re deliberately provoking Young Master Ling!
“Quickly apologize to Young Master Ling.” Jun Changxiao said sternly.
Su Xiaomu and Li Fei cupped their hands, “Young Master Ling, we were wrong. You have a good father, you’re amazing.”
The two sang in harmony, nearly making Ling Yufang’s nose crooked with anger. Finally unable to control his emotions, he roared, “Fine! I’ll meet Wangu Sect disciples!”
Can’t take it anymore!
Must fight!
Must let others know he relies on himself, not his father!
“Young City Lord…” Liu Shangqing wanted to dissuade him, but Ling Yufang said sternly, “My mind is made up!”