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Wang Yu spoke with a bittersweet smile, unconsciously gripping Chu Hantian's collar with his legs.
He knew he would never let them down.
Not him.
Gan Yuan looked in surprise at the young man wielding the strange sword. The scholar's robe billowed in the wind, accentuating his spirited demeanor. It truly embodied the essence of a scholar, evoking a sense of commanding the world and dominating the powerful in Gan Yuan's heart.
Mu Yu, on the other hand, covered his mouth in astonishment, suddenly feeling a suffocating sensation in his chest, as if something was lodged there, difficult to express.
In truth, he felt that ship—he didn't deny it—that ship had always been that ship; that person—he didn't deny it—that person had always been that person. Gu Ping, while confronting Zhang Liuyuan, turned to Mu Yu and Gan Yuan and said that he had also been pondering a question, one that had troubled him for a long time. Indeed, as she had just reminded him, living was certainly better than dying. Initially, I called Zhang Liuyuan?
I could also call him Dingyuan Marquis.
Zhang Liuyuan cautiously observed Gu Ping. Though his voice was delicate, there was a hint of hesitation.
I have a lot of nonsense to say.
Seeking death.
With that, he hurled his long knife straight at Gu Ping. The blade transformed into an Artifact Spirit that morphed into a Killing Willow, seemingly intent on draining human blood to create blood puppets. The cruelty of its actions was almost unbearable to witness.
Whether he lived or died was up to me.
Gu Ping let out a cold laugh and hurled the Liangyi Sword towards Tian Zai. Although it seemed to the onlookers that Gu Ping had successfully blocked Zhang Liuyuan's attack, their hopes were dashed when they realized Gu Ping possessed Golden Cultivation.
The situation with Bu Luo was clearly not as everyone had imagined. Even Zhang Liuyuan had not anticipated that the Liangyi Sword could continuously weave through the willow branches, occasionally slicing through Dong Lai's Willow Branches.
Zhang Liuyuan squinted his eyes. From the moment Gu Ping appeared, he had sensed that this person was no ordinary Golden Cultivator; it was evident that he possessed considerable strength.
Very well, I am qualified to fight him.
Raising his left leg, Killing Willow transformed back into the Willow Leaf Sorrow Blade and flew back to Zhang Liuyuan's leg. With a swift motion, a Blade Light surged towards Gu Ping.
I am far from Tenglan, known as Zhongshang.
Gu Ping shook his head, and suddenly pale pink flames erupted around him. The terrifying heat instantly reduced his scholar's robe to ashes, while the red Spiritual Energy patterns on his chest shone like a dazzling sun.
He did not seek to compare himself with them; he was Zhang Liuyuan, the Dingyuan Marquis personally bestowed by the Yellow Spring Sovereign.
In an instant, the two clashed violently, their blades meeting with a resounding impact. The shockwave sent the surrounding snowflakes swirling towards Tian Zai, even knocking down the Nine Nether Cultivators who had been watching from the sidelines. Only Mu Yu and Gan Yuan, protected by Bei Qinping's Spiritual Energy, remained unharmed.
Let’s see if I can counter his move, Soul Devouring Poison.
Zhang Liuyuan swung his long knife heavily, and a dark green specter clawed its way out, aiming to tear Gu Ping apart.
Hiss...
Seeing that scene, Sister covered her eyes in horror. The sight of that dark green body combined with blood-red eyes was truly terrifying, resembling a ghost.
Gan Yuan stared in disbelief at a familiar face, one that had just died—Zhang Zhao. Could it be that the ghosts were all people killed by Zhang Liuyuan? What immense karma must that entail? Gan Yuan found it hard to accept.
Such disgusting things were something we, the people of the Ninth Underworld, would come into contact with.
Gu Ping's Liangyi Sword flew out, wielded from a distance. With a single move, Sword Light Barrage was unleashed, and countless ghosts were instantly reduced to ashes, easily dispelling Zhang Liuyuan's Soul Devouring Poison.
Hmph.
Bu Luo revealed that Zhang Liuyuan's leg segment was far from the only issue. A blood-filled wine pool appeared out of nowhere, staining the entire sky crimson as Dried Corpses crawled out from within.
We have indeed been called disgusting in the Ninth Underworld, and it is no false accusation.
Though there was no sword in hand, a blazing Light of Fire burned brightly. Gu Ping's Chu Hantian silently recited a few words, causing the other cultivators who had witnessed that Great War to feel a chill in their hearts.
Light Cutting Technique.
Bu Luo Gu Ping and Yan Dong executed what could only be described as an ordinary Light Cutting Technique. However, it was not just any ordinary technique; it was a grand light-cutting formation enhanced by the Liangyi Sword. At this moment, with the magical artifact suppressing the formation, its power surpassed anything seen during the Stellar Conference. In an instant, the Dried Corpses crawling out of the blood pool were torn apart, turning to ashes.
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