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Chapter 157 Confrontation
Five thousand miles west of Posuo Island.

A group of thirty-two people completed the assembly.

At the same time, a powerful divine thought enveloped the void where the thirty-two people were, covering up all the aura, spiritual power fluctuations, and signals emanating from the thirty-two people.

This is Ma Ke, the great monk of Xuanming Sect.

A cultivator whose soul can be easily tempered by the scorching sun's sky thunder.

"The higher-ups invested so much manpower and resources in this battle, but ended up with such heavy losses. The whole sect is already filled with dissatisfaction. This kind of defeat will especially make our friendly sects mistakenly think that our Xuanming Sect is weak and look down on us. But we know that as a sect with an ancient heritage, our Xuanming Sect is definitely more powerful than the world can imagine!"

His divine thoughts contained the power to bewitch people, inspiring everyone's fighting spirit: "Song You Sect Master has personally ordered that we must have a brilliant victory, fully demonstrate our inherent strength, and shock those clown-like sects around us! The falcons and white pigeons of Jiuding Sect are all our prey!"

"Kill! Kill them all!"

"The wealth of nature belongs to those with virtue! Since our Xuanming Sect has occupied this sea area, it belongs to us, and no one else can take it away!"

"Damn you Nine Ding Sect, aren't all these territories enough for you to handle? So what if the East China Sea is given to us? Kill them! Kill them until rivers of blood flow! Only then will they know how to give in, how to be afraid, and how to be terrified!"

The murderous intent and fighting spirit of the thirty-two elite swordsmen were fully aroused, and they were filled with murderous aura.

"Very good. I have sensed the divine consciousness of the other party's Yuan Shen realm master. In order to prevent them from escaping, now, obey my orders, the target..."

Marco's divine consciousness surged in the void.

However, before he could finish his words, an equally powerful divine thought swept over like a storm.

The collision of divine thoughts seemed to create invisible ripples.

A roar like a huge bell seemed to ring in the minds of all the elite sword cultivators in the field. Some sword cultivators with weaker concentration felt dizzy and almost couldn't control their flying swords.

"Bai Lu!"

Marco's eyes flashed with anger, and he quickly gathered the divine consciousness that had been scattered by the head-on collision.

But as he gathered his spiritual thoughts, twenty sword lights split into two groups, breaking through the clouds at an incredible speed, and had already reached dozens of miles ahead of them!

This discovery made Marco slightly stunned.

Then he immediately shook his mind: "Flying sword is coming!"

"alert!"

Suddenly, thirty-two elite sword masters rose into the sky at the same time, their sword energy reaching the sky.

One of the sword cultivators quickly asked, "Elder Ma, where are the enemies!?"

In fact, when Marco sensed these flying swords, his divine consciousness had already spread rapidly, but the result...

Even though he spread outward for hundreds of miles, he still couldn't sense any figure.

"How can it be!?"

The enemy is actually out there with a sword a hundred miles away! ?
What kind of killing power can a flying sword have if it has lost its flexibility and can only fly in a nearly fixed trajectory?

"Do you think you can launch a surprise attack relying on your speed advantage? Under this elder's divine consciousness, all your attack trajectories will be exposed!"

Mako sneered, and his powerful divine consciousness quickly enveloped the thirty-two people: "They are attacking at a very fast speed at a very long distance, but I will guide you to cut off their flying swords! Once the natal flying sword is broken, this high-level sword cultivator will be useless for a long time!"

"Limited attack distance? Do you think we are made of clay?!"

"The Jiuding Sect has lost its composure. Victory will only belong to us Xuanming!"

"All troops attack, crush their natal flying swords!"

Thirty-two high-level sword masters summoned their flying swords at the same time, and sword light filled the air.

When someone in the Yuanshen realm defeats someone in the Yuanshen realm, it is reasonable to launch a sneak attack beyond their perception through super-limit attacks.

After all, many sword cultivators can only sense by "looking". If there are clouds blocking the view, they may have to wait until the opponent's flying sword reaches a range of ten miles before they can accurately detect it.

And Shili...

Even if they drew their swords to block it, they might not be able to increase the flying sword's speed to its maximum limit.

But now, Brother Marco is supporting them six hundred miles behind them. If they continue to attack from such an extreme distance, wouldn’t that be courting death?
With this idea in mind, thirty-two sword cultivators drew their swords at the same time. After Marco quickly calculated the flight trajectories of the two groups of flying swords and gave them guidance, the sword lights went straight to intercept the twenty flying swords that were tearing through the clouds and breaking through the air.

"So fast!"

Marco did some calculations and felt awe-inspiring.

Although the thirty-two sword cultivators he brought with him were the elite among the elite, and were equipped with top-grade spiritual weapon flying swords, the speed limit of their spiritual weapon swords was only about 3.6 times the speed of sound. However, these flying swords in front of him...

Each one is over 4 times the speed of sound.

While thinking, he guided his own sword cultivators to intercept, and at the same time he once again stimulated his spiritual sense to explore the direction where the flying sword came from.

But soon, he collided with the oncoming spiritual power of the great Yuanshen cultivator of the Jiuding Sect again. The two spiritual powers collided in the void, making it difficult for him to move forward even a little bit.

In order to avoid the overly intense collision of spiritual thoughts which might cause problems in guiding his own flying sword, he calmly chose to turn attack into defense.

Pulling the thirty-two flying swords like a group of sharks, they attacked the twenty attacking flying swords.

The distance between the two is rapidly closing during the flight!
Ten miles, six miles, three miles...

"Buzz!"

Just as the flying swords were about to collide, the twenty flying swords shook and changed their tracks at an extremely fast speed, and in an instant they crossed with the flying swords that were trying to intercept them.

The sonic booms generated by the sword blades collided with each other, forming white airflow visible to the naked eye.

Among the first batch of twenty flying swords, only two of them lost control due to the shock of the sword energy contained in the opponent's flying sword.

The sudden change instantly changed Marco's expression.

"How is this possible? How can a swordsman who is hundreds of miles away be able to control the flying sword so flexibly and change its flight trajectory?!"

But the next second he realized something.

The powerful divine thought instantly echoed in the minds of the thirty-two sword cultivators!
"Watch out! Eight flying swords are coming! You only have 9.68 seconds!"

No need for him to remind you!

The point where the flying swords intersected was more than twenty miles away from them. Since the clouds had been torn apart by the flying swords that broke through the air, they could clearly "see" the enemy's flying swords intersecting with the flying swords they controlled.

The Xuanming Sect's sword cultivator who failed in the interception quickly manipulated his own flying sword to make an extreme turn, trying to chase after the Jiuding Sect's sword cultivator's flying sword.

but……

The flying sword accelerated to the extreme contains powerful inertial potential energy. If it wants to turn, it must either slow down to reduce the power inertia, or make a wide turn. This process will at least make it fly several miles due to inertia, wasting several seconds.

Moreover, the speed of their flying swords was less than 4 times the speed of sound of the Jiuding Sect. Even if they turned around, they could not catch up with the flying swords of the Jiuding Sect's sword cultivators.

For a moment, many sword cultivators looked horrified.

The sword cultivator with quick reactions immediately used his sword skills, and the sword energy turned into threads, covering the flying sword in front like a net.

Some sword cultivators even used their spare flying swords to flee. However, twenty miles was too short for a flying sword that could travel at four times the speed of sound.

Less than 10 second!

The first batch of flying swords from the Jiuding Sect have already crossed this short distance of twenty miles!

"Get away! Get away quickly!"

"Heavenly Sword Technique, cut it for me!"

"Use the spare flying sword and deploy the defensive magic weapon!"

As the flying sword approached, screams of panic filled the entire place.

but……

Useless.

The killing coefficient of his natal flying sword was over 8, and it destroyed dozens of sword energies that were slashed out by the Xuanming Sect's sword cultivator with sword techniques like a whirlwind.

Under the improved Zixiao 12 flying sword, these sword energies melted instantly like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

After breaking through the sword energy obstructions, the flying sword, which was traveling at more than four times the speed of sound, did not stop for a moment and pierced through their bodies under the desperate gaze of the Xuanming Sect sword cultivator.

The sword energy is like a rainbow, and blood is spilled in the sky!
The fate of those sword practitioners who used defensive magic weapons or even non-natal flying swords was not much better.

The performance of the backup flying sword is inherently inferior to that of the primary flying sword, and it is now hastily summoned. It is simply unable to resist the improved version of the Zixiao 12, which has astonishing lethality.

The result was that the sword was broken and the man died.

Those sword practitioners who possess defensive magic weapons are no exception.

Except for the flying sword that one of the high-level sword cultivators carried a death-substitute treasure and was interfered by Marco, the remaining six flying swords penetrated through the Xuanming Sect's formation and directly tore apart the bodies of the six high-level sword cultivators of the Xuanming Sect.

Six balls of crimson blood mist filled the void.

but……

This is just the beginning!
The flying swords in the second round were a little slower and took advantage of the successful breakthrough of the flying swords in the first round, and continued to kill, taking away eight lives again!

And while their innate flying swords were returning to defend, they quickly turned a wide corner and retreated, without reducing their speed at all in the process of changing direction.

"Bai Lu!"

Fourteen people!
In one round of attack, fourteen of his thirty-two sword cultivators were killed. This heavy loss made Marco roar in anger.

The huge divine consciousness rushed towards the direction where the flying sword came from like a tsunami.

But Bai Lu faced him head-on without fear.

The divine thoughts between the two engaged in an extremely fierce confrontation in the void.

On the other side, after more than half of their energy was consumed, the flying swords that returned to the hands of the sword cultivators such as Yun Qing's team were quickly nurtured, repaired, and infused with their own true essence.

"Hahaha, did you see that? It's an instant kill!"

"Pretty!"

"Hey, two people from the Xuanming Sect tried to blindly shoot us at a distance of several hundred meters. I used my spare flying sword to cut a large hole in it, reducing its power by at least 40%."

"This is so cool! Is this the third generation flying sword refined by Zixiao's leader? We can attack them at will, but they can't hit us at all! This kind of battle is so refreshing!"

The many sword cultivators from the Jiuding Sect let out uncontrollable shouts.

Everyone couldn't help but show their joy.

"Zhang Lie, Bai Ge, your flying swords have been intercepted, how are you doing?"

Yun Qing asked.

"Give me thirty seconds to warm up the flying sword!"

White Dove said quickly.

"Forty seconds."

Zhang Lie's response was also very brief.

"Okay, you guys go out in the next round. Everyone else, keep drawing your swords. Tu Hong, continue to use the flying swords you've cultivated through the Tiansha Beidou Sword Art as the vanguard to guide their first batch of interceptors. Everyone else... go all out to break through and kill the enemy!"

Yun Qing's spiritual sense instantly suppressed the idle chatter of others.

After the order was given, the sword practitioners quickly got into action.

In a fight between life and death, there is no room for negligence.

In less than three seconds, the flying swords shot out from their hands again, accelerating wildly, and in three or four seconds they reached an optimal speed of more than four times the speed of sound, continuing to shoot towards the Xuanming Sect camp.

"Bastard!"

Marco, the great monk of Xuanming Sect, tried his best to interfere with the divine thoughts.

In this situation, Bai Lu had limited spiritual power that could be used to guide the flying swords to change their tracks at the critical moment. Four flying swords were intercepted and knocked away, while five flying swords were successfully avoided.

But even so, the remaining nine flying swords still caused a bloody storm among the Xuanming Sect's sword-cultivating team.

After two rounds of attacks, the Xuanming Sect lost a total of twenty-three high-level sword cultivators, leaving only nine!
But until now, they haven't even found where the enemy is.

This huge gap made the sword cultivators of Xuanming Sect feel hopeless and depressed.

"Damn it! We can't fight! We can't fight at all! Retreat! Retreat!"

Marco made a prompt decision.

……

On the other side, Yaoguang saw this and stopped reading.

He already knew the outcome.

Twenty to nine.

Moreover, the flying swords of their side were obviously faster than those of the Xuanming Sect, so the remaining nine people could not escape.

It is expected that this battle of 20 vs. 32 will end with a casualty ratio of 0:32.

Only a few people from the Jiuding Sect were slightly injured, and they just needed to nurse their damaged natal flying swords.

This is the cruelty of the battle between sword cultivators.

As long as they are strong enough, the final casualty ratio might be so huge that it would make people despair.

(End of this chapter)