Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

Chapter 380 The Sword Saint is Dying, Sword Dao Divine Power—Sword Twenty-Three

"It's incredibly strong!"

The expression on Mingjia's grandmother's face became even more solemn. Even before Xiong Ba could make a move, her Wushuang City was already showing signs of defeat.

"Are you OK?"

Mingyue helped Dugu Ming up, her eyes filled with worry.

"Ahem, they're very strong. It seems we have to use 'Love of the Fallen City' as soon as possible!"

Dugu Ming coughed up a mouthful of blood, indicating that his body had already suffered considerable internal damage.

At that moment, he no longer wanted to think about anything else.

All I want is to have a love affair with Mingyue that will captivate the world, and to kill Nie Feng, Duan Lang, Bu Jingyun and the others here.

"Okay!" Mingyue nodded as she looked at the injured person she loved so deeply.

But for some reason, she didn't feel any real distress when she saw Dugu Ming injured.

It even has a strange, pleasant sensation.

This struck Mingyue as very strange.

But now that things have come to this, she has no time to think about it anymore.

Both drew their peerless swords; Dugu Ming wielded the Yang sword, while Mingyue wielded the Yin sword.

Just as the two were about to join forces, a sword intent that pierced the sky tore through the forbidden area in the back mountain of Wushuang City and reached the front of Wushuang City.

This sword intent was filled with a world-destroying aura. The heavens and earth changed under the power of this sword intent, and all the disciples of the World Society in front of Wushuang City felt a chill run down their spines.

It seemed as if a sharp blade hung above them, ready to take their lives with the slightest movement.

Duan Lang, Nie Feng, and Bu Jingyun also felt a great sense of danger.

shhhhhh!
Three violent and destructive sword energies were aimed directly at the three of them.

The three reacted immediately, unleashing their surging power—fiery flames, howling winds, and boundless cloud energy—to fiercely confront the sudden sword energy.

boom! boom! boom!
However, the three men's strength was too weak in the face of this sword energy, and they were all violently knocked away, then crashed into the army of ten thousand men like cannonballs.

Many disciples of the World Alliance were affected by this, their bodies pierced by the sword energy, and they died on the spot!

This sudden change left everyone present stunned and speechless.

Dugu Yifang, who had just managed to get up from the ground, was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Big brother, you've finally arrived!"

The eldest brother of Dugu Yifang?

Countless martial arts practitioners were shaken; it was a name that inspired fear!

Sword Saint Dugu Jian!
A renowned swordsman who has been famous for decades, he single-handedly dominated an era with his sword.

If he hadn't met Tianjian Wuming, the title of the number one swordsman in the martial world would have always belonged to this sword saint!
On the city tower of Wushuang City, an old man in a simple gray robe and with white hair appeared out of nowhere.

"Juggernaut!"

The disciples of Wushuang City shouted, their faces showing excitement and anticipation.

With the Sword Saint making his move, whoever comes today will die!

This is the confidence that all the disciples of Wushuang City have in the Sword Saint.

“That’s my uncle!” Dugu Ming looked up at the old figure, his eyes glazed over.

Since he could remember, he had rarely seen his uncle, who was renowned throughout the martial arts world.

But upon seeing it now, it was very different from what he had imagined.

She was too old; her face was completely bloodless.

If it weren't for the chilling and piercing sword intent that pierced through the clouds, he would have really doubted whether his sword saint uncle was still alive!
"Sword Saint!" Grandma Ming's heart skipped a beat.

She also noticed that the Sword Saint's condition was not right. His sword intent was terrifying, but there was a faint aura of death emanating from his body.

This is the state of someone who is about to die!
"That old guy is the Sword Saint?!"

"A mere casual wielding of sword energy is enough to leave one powerless to resist!"

"So strong!"

Duan Lang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng all rose into the air from the ground, each injured but not completely incapacitated. However, this experience also made them realize the gap between themselves and true top-tier experts.

This is before the Sword Saint even used the supernatural power his master had mentioned. If he were to use it, how terrifying would it be!
The expressions of the three of them became serious.

At this moment, the old figure standing on the city wall raised his hand again, unleashing terrifying sword energy at an astonishing speed, aimed directly at Bu Jingyun and the other two.

Clearly, he intends to eliminate the three monstrous hall masters of the World Society!
"Is the legendary Sword Saint just someone who bullies the weak?"

Xu Qing, inside the dragon carriage, spoke. He stepped out and blocked the sword saint's sword energy with a wave of his hand.

"Xiong Ba has finally made his move!"

"A duel between the Sword Saint and the Overlord, who is stronger?!"

"It should be the Sword Saint!"

"The Sword Saint's skill is so profound, and his swordsmanship is so strong that no one can match him."

Countless martial arts practitioners were even more excited, straining their eyes to watch this earth-shattering battle unfold.

"Xiong Ba, with me here, you cannot destroy Wushuang City."

The Sword Saint also spoke, his voice as aged as his body, yet extremely domineering.

"Heh, he's almost dead, yet he still has such a big mouth." Xu Qing sneered, immediately noticing that the Sword Saint was in terrible condition.

His life force is almost gone; this old fellow is about to die.

"Before I die, I will surely deal with you first!" The Sword Saint's eyes suddenly sharpened, his sword intent intensified, and his aura continued to rise.

But these words also acknowledge that he was going to die!
"The Sword Saint is actually going to die!"

"Doesn't this mean it will be the Sword Saint's last battle?!"

"Even on the verge of death, he will protect Wushuang City. Is this the Sword Saint of Wushuang City?!"

All the martial arts practitioners were shaken, and their eyes showed a newfound respect for the dying old man.

"Father! Is this true?! Uncle is dying?!"

Dugu Ming was surprised and asked Dugu Yifang, seemingly unwilling to accept this fact.

Dugu Yi, his face filled with grief, nodded slightly, looked at the aged figure, and murmured, "Brother, it is my fault for being useless."

"There's no need to be sad," the Sword Saint said calmly.

"With your dying, crippled body, how can you withstand my master's divine might!" Duan Lang sneered.

"I have devoted my life to the sword, to the sword, and to the way of the sword. Finally, before I die, I have been able to comprehend a perfect sword move!"
"Xiong Ba, today I will use this sword to slay you!"

As the Sword Saint finished speaking, all his blood, energy, spirit, and decades of accumulated skill condensed into a sword intent primordial spirit at that moment!
"So you really did comprehend Sword Twenty-Three after all!"

Xu Qing smiled calmly, only a sword saint like him was qualified to fight him.

The next moment, sword energy erupted wildly between heaven and earth, and a storm of sword energy that could destroy the heavens and the earth filled every corner of the void.

Everyone was utterly stunned and fell silent!
The sword intent primordial spirit burst forth from the Sword Saint's aged body. Normally, a Sword Saint would not be able to reach the level of condensing a primordial spirit.

But he burned everything within himself and broke through that boundary with this perfect, world-destroying sword move.

He successfully condensed his sword primordial spirit, though it was only a fleeting moment of brilliance, but in that instant, he was able to do many things.

The Sword Saint's spirit roared, "Sword Twenty-Three!"

Everything in the world froze at that moment; the air stopped flowing, the dust stopped moving, and everyone present was as still as a statue.

Freeze time and space!

This is the Sword Saint's unique sword technique, Sword Twenty-Three!
This is an extremely powerful domain ability; under the influence of Sword Twenty-Three, no one can move.

Only when consciousness, thought, and spirit remain clear, everyone can clearly feel that they are unable to move.

They could only watch helplessly as the sword saint's spirit flew towards them, like lambs to the slaughter.

Fortunately, the Sword Saint's spirit did not attack the others; it simply passed through them and went straight for Xu Qing on the dragon chariot.

A murderous intent surged forth, and the destructive sword energy arrived.

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(End of this chapter)