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It was as if two powerful shockwaves collided, creating a deafening roar. The pattern of Tianlang remained unscathed, while Ye Xiaoying's sword energy had already vanished without a trace.
Ye Xiaoying's expression was calm, showing no signs of anxiety as she danced with her sword once more, her focus sharpening. “Flying Snow Sword Technique, Second Form, Xue Piao Qian Li.”
A chilling sword energy erupted forth, even more domineering than before, enveloped by a fierce cold wind that pressed down on all around.
“The name of your sword technique is impressive, but it’s nothing more than that,” Jin Weichu scoffed after witnessing Ye Xiaoying's sword energy. Despite his disdainful words, he did not dare to be careless. He summoned Tianlang again, which seemed to come alive, growing bolder with each passing moment. It stepped onto the air and dashed forward, unleashing several blades of wind from its mouth. The wind blades collided with the sword energy; this time, they were evenly matched. However, Tianlang lunged forward and revealed its blood-red fangs, tearing through the sword energy.
“Ye Xiaoying, since you seek death, I shall grant it to you. Tianlang Swallows Heaven and Earth,” Jin Weichu declared loudly, a cruel smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
The Blood-colored Wolf grew even larger, its blood qi surging and radiating ominously. Tianlang howled at the sky under the blazing sun, resembling a great beast from another realm filled with celestial and demonic powers.
Seeing the Blood-colored Wolf's intensified aura, Ye Xiaoying's expression grew increasingly serious. After a long howl from Tianlang, its fierce gaze locked onto Ye Xiaoying as it leaped towards her.
Ye Xiaoying executed the Flying Snow Sword Technique once more, Third Form: Feixue Xiquan.
The sword energy swirled around her, forming a vortex that encircled her entirely. When Tianlang's claw struck the vortex of sword energy, it shattered the formation with terrifying force.
The might of Tianlang was indeed fearsome.
Ye Xiaoying retreated into the air while simultaneously unleashing the Fourth Form of the Flying Snow Sword Technique: Snow Sealing the World.
The sword energy surged forth like a raging blizzard, swirling wildly and enveloping Tianlang within it. As Tianlang collided with the sword energy, it produced sharp sounds akin to steel scraping against ice; yet for the moment, it struggled to break free from the bindings of the sword energy.
Ye Xiaoying did not dare to underestimate her opponent. Suddenly closing her eyes, she seemed to merge with the world around her as a gentle breeze swept through the forest.
With her sword raised high towards the heavens, a dark aura erupted from it like smoke from a fire, soaring into the sky.
Flying Snow Sword Technique, Final Form: Doomsday Snowfall.
Although Ye Xiaoying had named her self-created technique somewhat dramatically, one could glimpse its true essence through its name. As this was the final form of Flying Snow Sword Technique, it naturally held the greatest power; named Doomsday Snowfall for a reason—it was as if an entire apocalypse was descending with this strike.
The abyssal black sword surged upward with its sword energy; even its blade trembled slightly as if brimming with boundless power ready to burst forth at any moment—an unstoppable force.
This final form embodied the profound mystery of Flying Snow Sword Technique: unity between person and sword; when one's heart aligns with that of the sword, guiding it with intent—this was mastery over the art of swordsmanship.
Onlookers below the cliff had retreated hundreds of meters back. Elders from various sects shielded their juniors behind them. The previous clash between Jin Weichu and Li Fushi had caught many off guard with its shockwave; several weaker individuals had been injured. If Ye Xiaoying were to engage in a life-and-death struggle against the seven elders of Tianlang Palace now, the destructive power would likely surpass that earlier shockwave by several times over.
Ma Jie quickly urged Zhao Fangqiu to follow him behind the elders of the Guiyuan Sect to avoid the commotion.
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