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Wei Zhong looked around but couldn't find Lin Qingyuan, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

Seeing Wei Zhong's "helpless" appearance, Fang Linfeng burst into laughter:

"The alchemist from Qingya Sect, is he some kind of madman who has lost his mind? Otherwise, why would he send himself to my Black Wind Sect? And he's still calling out 'Master, Master,' even though there are only the three of us here..."

Lin Ruxin, who was standing next to him, also joined in the mockery.

Wei Zhong shook his head with a hint of helplessness:

"If Master wants to see my skills, he can just say so. Why go to such lengths?"

"But the two people in front of me are too weak, and I'm afraid they won't be able to force out my true abilities."

"Never mind!"

"How dare you talk such nonsense!" Seeing Wei Zhong still being stubborn even when he was about to die, the two from the Black Wind Sect immediately rebuked him loudly.

However, Wei Zhong merely raised his rock-solid sword towards the two from the Black Wind Sect:

"Black Wind brat, prepare to die!"

With a single strike, the sword energy surged forth, like a curtain of blue rain falling directly upon the two.

Seeing the sword energy approaching, the two showed disdain, and their magic swords flew out from their waists. The black and red magic swords crossed each other, and with just a light slash, the fragile rain of sword energy shattered.

Although Fang and Lin had never practiced swordsmanship, the magic swords they wielded were no ordinary items; they were specially purchased for them from the Eastern Land by their master, Dongfang Ji.

Both are mid-grade first-tier magic artifacts, and both are of excellent quality.

Seeing that Wei Zhong's sword energy was so easily broken, Fang Linfeng showed disdain:

"ridiculous!"

After this brief clash, Fang Linfeng felt even more strongly that Wei Zhong was just a skilled alchemist with some fancy tricks, and his combat strength was negligible.

However, the sword energy did not slow down, and even after shattering into pieces, it still flew towards the two of them.

Fang Linfeng stepped forward, intending to casually brush away the sword energy, but upon contact, the harmless sword energy suddenly transformed into a deadly sharp edge, surging through their sleeves and into their arms.

A sharp pain shot through them, and the two narrowed their eyes, immediately mobilizing their internal magical power.

The magical power circulated within the meridians and was expelled through the pores, preventing the sword energy from penetrating the bones.

Startled, the two stepped back and rolled up their sleeves, revealing that their arms were covered in holes.

It felt as if I had been pierced by countless fine needles.

"What a treacherous sword!"

Fang Linfeng looked at Wei Zhong with an uncertain expression in his eyes. It seemed that Wei Zhong's move had startled him, instantly causing him to abandon his contempt.

However, Lin Ruxin on the other side was completely different. Her expression suddenly turned angry, as if she had suffered an unbearable humiliation.

"You brat, how dare you lie to me!"

Before Fang Linfeng could react, the red flying sword had already shot out, heading straight for Wei Zhong's location.

Seeing the sword light like a rainbow, Wei Zhong did not retreat a step, but slowly raised the rock sword in his hand and slashed at the rainbow light.

The moment the two swords clashed, a piercing clang resounded in Wei Zhong's ears.

The spiritual energy exploded at the point where the swords clashed, whipping up countless leaves and branches and tearing them into pieces.

Wei Zhong's arms surged with power, a smile appeared on his face, and with a forceful swing, he threw the crimson magic sword away.

The magic sword flew backward and landed beside Lin Ruxin.

Upon seeing the fragmented rainbow light on the sword, his expression changed:

"You're not at the fourth level of Qi Refining!"

Wei Zhong stroked the sword in his hand; the blade was flawless, showing no damage whatsoever from the collision.

The so-called "possessing both Dharma and body" means that the natural material of the Rock Sword far surpasses that of a mere spiritual cultivation sword.

"I never said that I am at the fourth level of Qi Refining."

With the Breath Concealment Technique broken, the aura of the fifth level of Qi Refining was clearly revealed.

Upon seeing this, Fang Linfeng's face showed a hint of understanding:

"I see. No wonder you were so confident and didn't run away."

"However, a mere fifth level of Qi Refining is not enough."

He suddenly stepped forward, grasped Lin Ruxin's hand, and the magical power in their palms merged, like black wind and raging fire.

Flames rose, and the wind fueled the fire; at that moment, their energies merged and became one.

"A combined attack technique?" Wei Zhong was taken aback.

In the cultivation world, there are many methods, among which there is a secret technique that can unite the power of cultivators and transform it into one.

However, this kind of secret technique has extremely high requirements for the caster. Combining different methods is only the foundation. More importantly, the cultivators must be of one mind.

It is precisely because of these complex requirements that this method is very rare.

This was the first time Wei Zhong had ever seen such a method, and he immediately abandoned his probing intent.

He manipulated his magic to hold the Iron Wall Shield in front of him, and casually tossed the Rock Sword in his hand.

Sword energy surged forth, transforming into a long rainbow that shot straight ahead, attempting to disrupt the combined force of the two.

Wei Zhongjian was fast, but the two of them were even faster.

The fusion of magical powers was completed almost instantly. Just as Wei Zhong raised his iron shield, the black and crimson magic swords intertwined and pierced towards Wei Zhong's face.

Wei Zhong could no longer afford to attack; he held his shield to defend himself, and a powerful force slammed into his arm.

"Thump, thump, thump," Wei Zhong took three steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

"Snap!"

The Iron Wall Shield shattered into two pieces, revealing Wei Zhong's figure to the two of them.

A layer of blue rain enveloped Wei Zhong's arm, effectively isolating the two magic swords from the outside.

It is the first move of the Gentle Breeze: Light Cloud Barrier.

Wei Zhong flicked his sleeve and tossed the magic sword away, sending it flying backward.

"You've got some skills!"

Wei Zhong took a step forward:

"Then, I will not hold back any longer."

No sooner had they spoken than the two noticed a sudden gust of wind stirring up the forest.

Jifenglin is a place where winds blow, but the winds now are different.

The wind swept in from all directions, aiming at the location where Fang Linfeng and his companion were.

The strange wind startled the two of them, and they instinctively became alert.

Wei Zhong raised his hand and made a gesture, and a sword light suddenly emerged from the breeze.

"Be careful!"

Lin Ruxin reacted quickly, sending a piece of silk flying from her chest, which transformed into a bolt of silk to protect the two of them.

The Rock Sword grazed against the steel, as if striking metal, sparking a shower of fire before turning and disappearing into the breeze once more.

Wei Zhong did not possess Lin Qingyuan's ability to create a sword domain and conceal himself.

Even after many days of arduous practice, he could only conceal his own sword energy and sword threads.

The scene before him was one of his ingenious ideas: using a tangible breeze to conceal the form of the magic sword.

This scene can also be considered "concealed," which aligns with the three-part artistic conception of "Qingfeng Fajian."

"Senior brother, be careful! This person's swordsmanship is strange!"

Fang Linfeng nodded, and the clanging sounds were like raindrops hitting the ground. It was the Rock Sword trying to break through Lin Ruxin's Crimson Silk.

"What a hard turtle shell!"

"These two must be highly favored by the elders of the Black Wind Sect, otherwise they wouldn't possess so many treasures."

Wei Zhong reached into his sleeve and a mid-grade Fire Serpent Talisman appeared in his palm.

However, the thoughtful look on his face flashed by only briefly before he put it away again.

"My title is 'Wall Breaker,' capable of breaking defensive talismans and protective arrays. Surely this defensive magical artifact can be broken?"

Thinking of this, Wei Zhong suddenly stepped forward, his whole body transforming into a falling leaf, carried by a gentle breeze, and in the blink of an eye, he was outside the red silk robe...