In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

Arans was not only accompanied by the Persian warrior Cyrus, but also by at least ten Persian experts who were protecting him, and they looked very imposing.

In front of the Tianji Tower!

Ghost Yama held a knife in one hand, which was the legendary Dragon-Slaying Saber.

Everyone knew that once Ghost Yama appeared with his knife, a powerful expert would inevitably challenge him; this was a common yet rare occurrence in Ghost Street.

This place is full of all sorts of shady characters from the underworld, all there for the spectacle.

A duel between masters is a rare sight indeed.

At this moment, Sun Tianfeng, one of the two protectors of Ghost Street, acted as the referee, his expression calm and his smile faint.

"Is this Persian warrior ready?"

Clang!

There was no direct answer; instead, a bright light flashed.

The golden sword was drawn, its shadow flowing like water under the moonlight, bypassing Sun Tianfeng and heading straight for Ghost Yama.

In everyone's eyes, it was a swift, lightning-fast blade of light that arrived in an instant.

This throwing knife technique is not simply about throwing it out; the knife's energy carries a sharp killing intent, and the knife's shadow is extremely fast.

'Excellent swordsmanship!'

The blade flashed incredibly fast, and a murderous intent instantly appeared.

At the moment the golden blade struck, Ghost Yama merely shifted his body half a step back, thus avoiding the deadly intent of the blade's concealment.

But at that moment, the Persian warrior arrived with his sword, and the instant he received the curved blade, a chilling blade aura slashed towards Ghost Yama once more.

There was no chance for the Ghost King to strike amidst the interplay of light and shadow.

However, Ghost Yama's expression remained unchanged. He transformed one hand into a blade, and with a wave of his hand, a vast and blazing blade aura was unleashed.

Burning Wood Knife Technique!

The expert who recognized the hand chop technique immediately brightened up.

These are the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts!

And the blade energy unleashed by Ghost Yama's hand chop was in no way inferior to that of the Persian warrior.

Bang!

As the blades clashed, everyone felt the space around them tremble.

The Persian warrior then closed in, wielding his sword once more, one strike after another, in an instant more than a dozen swords flashing across Ghost Yama's figure like afterimages.

Such swordsmanship left the entire Ghost Street utterly silent for a moment.

They never imagined that someone could wield a knife so fast, unleashing thirteen strikes in an instant.

At this point, it seemed that the outcome was already decided.

when!

Suddenly, there was a sound of a piece of metal hitting the ground, and the Persian warrior stared in disbelief at the scimitar in his hand.

This precious sword, which had followed him through countless battles and cut down countless enemy soldiers, ended in a broken blade even when victory was assured.

The divine weapon that silently shattered its golden blade was none other than the Dragon Slayer Blade that had flashed with light just moments before.

Not to mention Cyrus the Persian warrior, even Arans and the ten Persian warriors who came to protect him were dumbfounded, filled with doubt about this inexplicable defeat.

But true masters knew that Cyrus's swordsmanship was superb, but at best it was only passable in the arena.

"What a magnificent dragon-slaying saber!"

Many experts who had just witnessed this understood that the Dragon-Slaying Saber had severed the blade of the golden saber with just a flash of light.

Ultimately, the golden knife was simply too fragile.

"Is this the end?"

Huang Rong was filled with disappointment when she saw that the Persian warriors didn't even have the right to make Ghost Yama draw his sword.

While the Persian warrior's techniques looked dazzling, in the eyes of a true master, they were nothing more than a flashy performance.

How could he unleash thirteen strikes in an instant?

This is absolutely the limit of the speed and agility of a martial arts master.

But someone who can be killed with a single strike requires thirteen strikes in succession. What about showing off skills?

It would be better to unleash the full speed of a single strike, leaving no room for retreat, and swing it with unwavering determination.

"coming!"

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoshan looked into the distance and saw a figure in white robes sweeping towards him.

Just as the crowd was about to disperse, a white figure descended from the sky. His expression was cold and indifferent, lifeless, yet concealing boundless killing intent.

These are true swordsmen; even Sun Tianfeng quietly withdrew.

That was just child's play; now that it's a real duel between swordsmen, there's no need for her to be the referee.

The timing of a truly top-tier swordsman's attack comes from a clash of momentum.

Instead of his old woman's whistle.

At the same time, Sun Tianfeng waved his hand, and the area in front of Tianji Tower was cleared out. This was a true duel between masters.

Anyone caught in it will be killed or injured!

"Are you the white-robed warrior who has recently challenged various factions in the Central Plains?"

"I have long heard of the unparalleled power and domineering nature of the Dragon-Slaying Saber Technique, and I have come today to seek your guidance!"

The power of the Dragon-Slaying Saber Technique is undeniable throughout the martial arts world.

Although Ghost Yama is not Zhang Xiaoshan, in the past year, the top swordsmen in the martial arts world have not been able to withstand three strikes from him, which is why the white-clad swordsman challenged Ghost Yama.

Moreover, according to legend, the Dragon-Slaying Saber Technique has nine moves in total, with the final move being the Dragon-Slaying Skill.

The other eight styles are just about using the Dragon Blade!

"please!"

Without exchanging any words, the moment the white-clad warrior appeared, Ghost Yama knew that this was a formidable opponent.

And a clash of wills? Ghost Yama immediately unleashed the first move of the Dragon-Slaying Saber Technique—

The Demon Dragon is in the Sky!

As the Dragon-Slaying Saber was wielded, its blade energy surged and roared like a tidal wave, descending like a net from heaven and earth.

This intense and dense chilling sword energy was many times more domineering than the previous flying slash.

Clang!

One-Slash Cut - Iaijutsu!

The moment the white-clad swordsman unleashed his full power, an incomparably powerful sword aura surged from the ground around him.

With a blade of light tearing through the sky, the white-clad swordsman shattered the intricate web of sword energy and attacked Ghost Yama in mid-air.

Amidst the flashing blades and the clash of swords, a single strike shatters the illusion.

The Dragon-Slaying Saber's domineering power allowed it to unleash a sharp blade aura with a casual flick of the wrist, cleaving through Ghost Street.

In an instant, sand and stones flew, and dust billowed everywhere.

The seemingly defeated white-clad swordsman, amidst the dust, a figure shifted unpredictably, his swordsmanship as ghostly as a series of blade shadows attacking the fallen Ghost Yama.

Amidst a sky full of sword shadows, a blade of light filled with terrifying killing intent aimed straight at Ghost Yama's heart.

The moment Ghost Yama sensed the attack, he had no time to dodge.

Ding!

Like a meteor from outer space, a deadly strike, a truly lightning-fast attack, yet it was blocked by the blade of the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

Missing his first strike, the white-clad swordsman's katana flashed like lightning, slashing at Oni Yama's legs, left arm, and brow... giving Oni Yama no chance to strike again.

The Dragon Slayer Saber, with its massive weight, had far too many fatal flaws in the eyes of the white-clad swordsman!

Even a fraction slower could mean the difference between life and death.

Moreover, this is not a matter of a hair's breadth, but a race between a hare and a tortoise.

The Dragon Slayer Saber is powerful, but not fast.

Once his speed reaches its limit, Ghost Yama won't even have a chance to draw his sword before being instantly killed.

But the Dragon-Slaying Saber Technique is not that simple.

A dragon rises from the clouds!

The white-clad swordsman seemed to have victory in his grasp, but Ghost Yama shifted his body to the side, using unpredictable movements to evade the white-clad swordsman's flashing blades.

His strike missed its mark, and the white-clad swordsman was instantly forced back.

But at that moment, Ghost Yama swung out the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

The Frost Dragon is annihilated!

The surging sword energy was like a biting north wind, and the extremely cold sword energy rushed towards us.

The white-clad swordsman had no choice but to swing his blade to defend himself, his sharp and imposing sword aura remaining just as strong.

But as he looked up, a ten-foot-long blade of energy swept across him.

Even with the sword energy crisscrossing, it can still be countered.

However, the blade's power was unparalleled and indestructible, so even the white-clad swordsman could only temporarily avoid its peak.

This is when the Dragon-Slaying Saber truly unleashes its power.

With a swing, the forty-meter-long broadsword was incredibly arrogant. Before the white-clad swordsman could even regain his footing, another blade aura swept towards him.

In close combat, Ghost Yama cannot dodge the white-clad warrior's three strikes and will surely die on the spot.

But with such fierce and surging sword energy, and such domineering and unparalleled sword aura, the white-clad warrior had no chance to fight back. After three strikes, he had no choice but to turn around and leave, disappearing into the vast night.

A thrilling battle has come to an end!

The departure of the white-clad swordsman signifies that the outcome of this battle is already decided.

But in the eyes of true masters, this battle had no winner or loser.

The white-clad swordsman's katana was as fast as lightning, almost invincible within three feet;

Ghost Yama's Dragon-Slaying Saber Technique is domineering and unparalleled, sweeping across all directions and wilderness.

Both sides have their own advantages, and if it comes to a life-or-death battle, the outcome is still uncertain.

Most of the experts watching the battle valued the white-clad swordsman's unparalleled speed and skill.

After all, in the real martial arts world, people stop at nothing to fight, especially Japanese samurai who, in addition to Bushido, also possess ninja escape techniques.

Undoubtedly, the white-clad swordsman was under too many constraints just now.

This battle also made Ghost Yama break out in a cold sweat.

If it weren't for the movement technique Zhang Xiaoshan deliberately created within the Dragon-Slaying Saber Technique—Dragon Soaring Through the Clouds—he would have had no chance to dodge that sword strike.

"．‖ Is it over?"

"You're injured and you're still not leaving? The Dragon Slayer Saber is so powerful that the white-robed swordsman has suffered internal injuries and it will be impossible for him to recover in half a month."

While others were unaware of the Dragon-Slaying Saber's overwhelming power, Zhang Xiaoshan was the only one present who could clearly see it!

The blade swept across, and although the white-clad swordsman seemed to have dodged it, he was actually injured by the impact of the blade.

Otherwise, how could the white-clad swordsman have so easily shed his disguise?

Chapter 333 The Way of the Heavy Sword: Fu Junzhuo's Shock

"Son!"

Inside the Tianji Tower.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoshan's unpredictable expression, Ghost Yama knew that he might have disappointed Zhang Xiaoshan this time.