I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

A deafening roar resounded as two figures crashed through the crumbling cave ceiling and shot straight into the sky from the ground!

The shockwave, carrying debris, swept across the surrounding area. Amidst the chaotic dust and smoke, two figures clashed several times in an instant, finally landing steadily on the edge of the precipice like falling meteors.

The mountain wind howled, causing clothes to flutter wildly.

The surrounding clouds surged and churned, seemingly stirred by this earth-shattering battle. Rolling dark clouds pressed down, obscuring the sun and making the cliff top appear even more desolate and bleak, with an oppressive atmosphere that almost suffocated people.

"Good! That was exhilarating!!" The Sword Emperor laughed wildly, the golden sword in his hand shining brightly. "Again!!"

Nie Feng's aura changed drastically. His crimson demonic eyes locked onto the Blade Emperor, and he slowly raised the Snow Drinker. A chilling aura of death instantly enveloped the surrounding area.

"Demonic energy is rampant!!"

With a low growl, demonic energy surged, and Xueyin unleashed a ferocious strike.

Swish! !

A jet-black blade of light slashed through the sky, seemingly swallowing up all the light in its path. The world darkened, leaving only this chilling, hopeless darkness, as if the entrance to the deepest hell had suddenly opened, exuding endless eeriness and coldness.

"So strong!!"

Bu Jingyun and the others felt their scalps tingle and their hair stand on end. They could feel the terrifying pressure from the blade even from a distance, as if their very souls were about to be cleaved in two!

"Well done!!" Facing the overwhelming sword force, the Sword Emperor advanced instead of retreating, roaring excitedly.

"The moment we've finally waited for has arrived!!"

"Let me show you my Spring and Autumn Period swordsmanship!!"

Before the words were even finished, the golden sword was already swung out, unleashing the first move—Fleeting Beauty!

The speed of this blade is unparalleled; it was so fast that a thunderclap was not even heard!

The blade's aura enveloped the surrounding area, the biting mountain wind suddenly ceased, and the billowing dust and suspended rocks all froze in mid-air.

The raging, roaring demonic energy was now seemingly mired in an invisible quagmire, sluggish and unable to move, and the passage of time seemed to freeze completely at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, everyone saw it all, and had no time to react!

The blade flashed across the void, striking the Snow Drinking Blade with overwhelming force, even though it was launched later!

"when!!"

The sound of metal clashing suddenly exploded, the sound wave sharp and piercing, instantly reverberating throughout the surrounding area.

The Snow Drinking Saber flew out of his hand, turning into a cold light that disappeared into the distant cliff!

The overwhelming demonic energy and chilling blade light collapsed with a deafening roar, and the violent backlash caused Nie Feng's tiger's mouth to tremble violently, making him stagger and lose his balance.

"wind!!"

A fierce shout suddenly rang out, and Dugu Menghua turned pale. She tried to rush forward like a madwoman, but was held back tightly by Bu Jingyun beside her.

The surrounding area was deathly silent, with only the howling wind echoing above the cliff.

Bu Jingyun, the Pig King, and even the First Evil Emperor, whose cultivation had reached the Profound Realm, were all shaken to their core upon seeing this, and their faces were instantly filled with horror.

Before anyone could see it, Nie Feng's "Demonic Qi Soaring" had even landed properly when the Snow Drinking Saber was already knocked out of his hand and sent flying!

The powerful sword energy seemed to be shattered head-on by an invisible sharpness, instantly turning to ashes.

The Sword Emperor's figure seemed to have never moved an inch!

He stood proudly with both hands gripping the golden knife, his posture upright like an ancient pine tree, the blade pointed at him, its edge as smooth as a mirror, untouched by any dust.

"This...how is this possible?!" The Pig King rubbed his eyes frantically in shock, his voice trembling and almost incoherent.

"When...when did the second brother draw his knife? I...I didn't see it at all?!"

The First Evil Emperor's cloudy old eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, his gaze locked on the Blade Emperor, making it impossible for him to move his body. In the end, he could not hide the shock in his heart and muttered to himself:

"Such a fast blade... so fast that it didn't even leave an afterimage... This is definitely not the Seven Deadly Sins of Heartbreak! What kind of sword technique is this? It's terrifyingly powerful..."

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

A burst of extremely arrogant laughter suddenly erupted, instantly shattering the deathly silence in the arena.

The Sword Emperor looked down at the unarmed Nie Feng with nothing but mockery in his eyes.

"Kid, is that all you've got? What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Bring them on! I'll stand right here and let you hack away as much as you want!!"

"roar!!"

Faced with this arrogant provocation, Nie Feng suddenly let out a deep, muffled roar, like a wild beast on the verge of death.

Although he had lost his weapon, the demon-possessed Nie Feng had long since lost all fear. The killing intent in his scarlet demonic eyes not only did not diminish in the slightest, but instead became more violent and intense, like oil being poured on a raging fire.

Suddenly, his right hand spread its five fingers like hooks and grabbed out with tremendous force from a distance!

"Buzz!!"

The Snow Drinking Blade, embedded in the cliff, seemed to sense a summons and trembled violently. It then transformed into a fierce stream of light and shot back into the palm of the hand in an instant.

With the demonic blade back in his hand, Nie Feng's murderous aura surged wildly once more, even more terrifying than before!

"The devil is rampant!!"

With this roar of shock and anger, Nie Feng instantly became one with his blade, transforming into a death whirlwind, and swept towards the Blade Emperor with a terrifying blade aura capable of sweeping away thousands of troops!

This move is far more powerful and domineering than the previous one!

Under the rampant blade energy, the solid rock on the ground crumbled inch by inch like rotten soil, and deep ravines suddenly appeared as sand and stones flew everywhere!

"when!!"

Just as the sword's momentum reached its peak, the ear-piercing sound of metal clashing together rang out again without warning.

The terrifying scene from before was bizarrely repeated. The violent whirlwind collapsed with a crash, and the unity of man and sword was instantly broken. Nie Feng and his sword were blown away by this terrifying force that could not be resisted!

"Whoosh—Boom!!"

With a flash of cold light, the Snow Drinking Mad Blade plunged deep into the cliff face, leaving only the hilt trembling violently!

Nie Feng was also severely injured and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the dust and stirring up clouds of smoke.

"wind--!!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed across the cliff. Dugu Meng wept uncontrollably, struggling desperately to break free of her restraints, her beautiful eyes filled with sorrow and despair.

In contrast, the Blade Emperor stood firmly on the spot, his golden blade pointing diagonally in his hand, his smile unchanged, as if the fatal blow had never been delivered!

"this……"

Bu Jingyun felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart churned with shock, which he could not hide on his face.

As a peerless master, Bu Jingyun considered himself to be knowledgeable and experienced, yet at this moment, facing this stunning sword strike, he felt as insignificant as an ant.

That is beyond the reach of ordinary martial arts, but an absolute speed that transcends the limits of the naked eye, a supreme realm that surpasses perception.

Fast! Incredibly fast!

If one is careless and unaware at first glance, even with full concentration now, it is still difficult to find the knife!

Before unparalleled speed, no matter how overwhelming the demonic power or how exquisite the moves, they all ultimately appear pale and powerless!

"Second brother! What's the name of this move? We've known each other for decades, how come I've never seen you use it before?!"

The Pig King could no longer contain his surprise and doubt, and roared out a question at the top of his lungs.

The Sword Emperor raised an eyebrow, his smugness deepening as he prepared to boast about this unparalleled martial art...

"roar--!!"

A mournful howl, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly interrupted the Blade Emperor's words!

Having twice lost his weapon and suffered humiliation, Nie Feng was now enraged beyond measure. His howl, like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves, shook the valley. His demonic eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the demonic energy surrounding him instantly boiled, as if he wanted to completely devour this world.

Within a radius of several feet, the grass and trees withered and died instantly, their vitality extinguished. Even the originally hard rocks made cracking sounds under the erosion of the demonic energy, as if the entire mountain was trembling under this unparalleled demonic power.

boom!!

A terrifying shockwave exploded outwards, the rocks beneath their feet cracked inch by inch, and countless fragments of stone floated up, only to turn into dust under the demonic pressure.

"Here comes the knife!!"

With a loud shout, Nie Feng swiftly snatched something from the air with his right hand.

The Snow Drinking Blade, deeply embedded in the cliff face, seemed to sense its master's boundless rage, its blade trembling violently, and a mournful cry instantly resounded through the sky.

"collapse!!"

The cliff face suddenly shattered, and a chilling light burst forth from the stone, falling into Nie Feng's clutches in an instant, like a dragon soaring through the air.

Man and blade merged once more, and the demonic power continued to rise, becoming increasingly terrifying and unparalleled, seemingly without end!

Nie Feng gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands and raised it to the sky. The murderous aura of heaven and earth seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, frantically converging into this deadly strike.

A chilling sense of despair instantly enveloped the entire scene, severing all emotions and desires, leaving only pure killing.

"Demon, Extreme, Slaughter, Passion!!"

A cold, low roar accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and Xueyin slashed down with a deafening crash.

The sword's momentum was no longer vast and unrestrained; instead, it compressed all the overwhelming demonic energy and chilling killing intent into a mere inch of the blade, transforming it into a thin, yet extremely condensed, pitch-black death line.

Wherever the blade's edge passed, space seemed to be sliced ​​open; there was no sound, no wind, only a suffocating stillness.

This is the most ruthless and terrifying move in the Demon Blade!

He vowed to annihilate all the seven emotions of the mortal world, thereby completely eradicating the last remaining humanity in his heart and attaining the supreme demonic path!

Faced with this deadly strike, even the usually composed Sword Emperor showed a hint of seriousness in his eyes, but more than anything, he was excited.

"Good! That strike is interesting!" The Sword Emperor's lips curled into a proud smile, thinking to himself.

"Those two strikes were too fast; those idiots down there probably didn't even see my heroic figure. If I used another quick strike to get rid of this kid, wouldn't it make me look like I only know how to ambush?"

"No, we need to change our tactics and show them something new!"

With this thought in mind, the Golden Blade in the Blade Emperor's hand no longer pursued ultimate speed, but was slowly raised.

The movements were incredibly slow, like an elderly person struggling to lift their cane.

However, this seemingly slow gesture made the surrounding air instantly thicken.

A desolate, ancient, and heavy aura emanated from the Sword Emperor.

This aura was not murderous intent, yet it was even more chilling than murderous intent, like the mighty Yangtze River flowing eastward, ceaselessly carrying away all the heroes and valiant men of the world, leaving only endless vicissitudes and helplessness.

"Boy, watch closely!" the Blade Emperor roared, slowly swinging his golden blade to meet the merciless black blade light.

Time flies!

This strike was incredibly slow, so slow it was agonizing, so slow it made you want to vomit blood.

But to everyone's perception, this strike was as heavy as a thousand pounds, as if it carried the weight of an endless river of time.

As the sword intent flowed, time seemed to become disordered at that moment. The yellowish blade halo did not bring about a deafening roar, but rather resembled a gentle spring rain that nourishes all things, or an autumn wind that ruthlessly strips away life.

Though formless and intangible, it caused that arrogant demonic killing intent to be worn away without anyone noticing.

The originally aggressive and murderous "Demon Extreme Slaughter" inexplicably became slow and weakened after encountering this sword intent of time.

Like a spirited young man who has suddenly been eroded by the years, though not yet old, he shows signs of fatigue and weakness.

The fierce killing intent that once slain all emotions has become mottled and fragile under the erosion of time.