Yin Yang Heavenly Emperor Technique

In an instant, the elders of the Lingxiao Sword Sect in the main hall were filled with a shared hatred for their enemy, and their fighting spirit was boiling.

Where is Qin Feng?

On the throne, Pei Rou's cool voice suddenly rang out, silencing all the noise.

Jiang Lan immediately bowed and said, "Reporting to the Sword Master, Elder Qin has not come out since he entered the Spirit Vault that day. He must be in seclusion refining pills and has reached a critical juncture."

"Then don't disturb him."

Pei Rou waved her hand, a resolute glint in her clear eyes.

Firstly, alchemists must be extremely careful when refining high-level pills, as even the slightest mistake could ruin the pill and lead to death. Secondly, although Qin Feng possesses extraordinary combat power, he is only at the Purple Mansion Realm, and in such a world-destroying sect war, his role is ultimately limited.

As the Sword Master, she should naturally provide a safe haven for the talented individuals under her tutelage.

Just then, Pei Rou's beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed, and she abruptly stood up, looking towards the horizon outside the mountain gate.

A powerful and violent aura had already torn through the sea of ​​clouds and rushed towards us!

"They're here!"

Her voice was as cold as ice, and with a flick of her long sleeves, an invisible sword intent soared into the sky.

"All elders, follow me into battle!"

"yes!"

……

Outside the Lingxiao Sword Sect's mountain gate.

The sky had been completely dyed black.

Rows of ferocious puppet warships, like steel behemoths, stretched across the sky, their cannons flashing with a chilling, eerie light. Countless flying spirit beasts flapped their fleshy wings, forming surging dark clouds, upon which stood the powerful disciples of the Cloud Heaven Sect.

Dark clouds obscured the sun, and a murderous aura filled the sky!

In this battle, the Yuntian Sect mobilized its entire force!

Pei Rou led the elders to stand behind the light screen of the mountain-protecting formation. Looking at the terrifying formation that almost covered the entire sky, even she couldn't help but feel a little sluggish.

The strength of the Yuntian Sect was three points greater than she had estimated.

But so what?

The Lingxiao Sword Sect is founded on the sword, and its members are unyielding! As long as she is alive, and as long as this protective sword formation remains, the Yuntian Sect will have to fill the mountain with mountains of corpses and seas of blood if they want to breach its gates!

Unexpectedly, just as the two sides were on the verge of a major battle, a figure slowly stepped out from the Yuntian Sect's fleet of warships.

It was none other than Yun Jinghong, the sect leader of the Yuntian Sect.

His gaze swept over the vast army, landing squarely on Pei Rou. A smile played on his lips. "Sword Master Pei, we have fought for decades. Today, do you dare to settle this with a single battle?"

"If you win, my Yuntian Sect army will retreat, thus avoiding unnecessary casualties. What do you say?"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the Lingxiao Sword Sect members.

Jiang Lan and the others' expressions all changed. Yun Tianzong clearly held an absolute advantage, so why would Yun Jinghong make such an absurd demand for a one-on-one duel?

There must be a conspiracy involved!

A strange light also flashed in Pei Roumei's eyes. She knew Yun Jinghong's character well; he was cunning and ruthless, and definitely not the kind of person who kept his promises.

Is this person so confident in his own abilities that he thinks he can definitely beat her?

"Sword Master, no! This fiend is cunning and treacherous; we must not fall for his trap!"

Second Elder Li Qingfeng hurriedly advised.

However, Pei Rou slowly raised her hand, stopping the commotion.

She had no better choice.

If we refuse, morale will be severely damaged. If we fight, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Moreover, she also had absolute confidence in her Lingxiao Sword Technique!

As fellow cultivators at the half-step True Immortal Realm, what did she have to fear from Yun Jinghong!

"Afraid of you?"

His clear, cold voice, carrying the supreme authority of a sword master, resounded through the heavens.

The moment the words fell, Pei Rou's figure transformed into a streak of azure sword light, soaring into the sky to meet Yun Jinghong head-on!

Upon seeing this scene, a triumphant, icy smile suddenly appeared on Yun Jinghong's lips!

This is the moment he's been waiting for!

Yun Jinghong didn't even draw his sword; he simply pointed forward with one finger!

boom!

A terrifying pressure, far exceeding that of a half-step True Person, erupted from Yun Jinghong's body without reservation.

The dark clouds in the sky were instantly dispersed, and the surrounding space was violently distorted.

A true resonance between heaven and earth!

Pei Rou's powerful sword, capable of cleaving mountains, shattered like glass the moment it touched that finger!

A terrifying force that she could neither comprehend nor resist instantly pierced through her protective true essence and slammed heavily into her chest!

"puff--!"

The cyan figure flew back like a kite with a broken string, leaving a tragic trail of blood in the air.

Jiang Lan and the elders, including Li Qingfeng, were shocked and quickly flew up to catch her.

"Sword Master!"

Pei Rou's face was ashen, and her breath instantly weakened to the extreme. She stared intently at Yun Jinghong in the distance, her clear, cold phoenix eyes filled with utter disbelief.

"Yun Jinghong, you've actually broken through to the True Person Realm?"

Realm of the True Person!

These three words struck the hearts of everyone in the Lingxiao Sword Sect with a heavy weight.

For over a hundred years, no True Person Realm expert has been born in the entire Qingxuan Domain. This Yun Jinghong has actually reached this realm before their Sword Master!

No wonder he took the initiative to challenge the Sword Master to a duel!

"Haha...hahahaha!"

Yun Jinghong looked up at the sky and laughed wildly, his laughter filled with long-suppressed pleasure and resentment.

"Pei Rou, you vile woman, you finally fell for my trap!"

"Without you, the Sword Master, presiding over this, I'd like to see how long your Lingxiao Sword Sect's protective sword formation can hold out."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lan, Li Qingfeng, and all the other elders of the Lingxiao Sword Sect paled in shock, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

So this was Yun Jinghong's real purpose!

How insidious! How vicious!

Yun Jinghong's laughter ceased, and a raging torrent of killing intent surged from his eyes. He abruptly waved his hand, issuing a chilling declaration of death.

"All troops, heed my command! Attack with all your might!"

"Today, we will annihilate the Lingxiao Sword Sect, leaving no one alive!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A dozen or so black warships stretched across the sky, their cannons simultaneously gleaming with blinding light. Dozens of thick beams of destructive light tore through the air, slamming into the protective light barrier of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Amidst the dark clouds, countless flying spirit beasts let out piercing screech, and tens of thousands of Yuntian Sect disciples formed battle formations, unleashing a deluge of magical treasures and various supernatural techniques like a torrential downpour.

Rumble—!

The deafening explosions continued incessantly.

Without Pei Rou, a sword master at the half-step True Person realm, presiding over the formation, the power of the sect's protective sword array was greatly reduced. The once ever-flowing myriad of azure sword energies were now scattered and disordered.

The cyan light screen trembled violently, rippling wildly, and its light dimmed at a visible speed.

"puff!"

Below the formation, Pei Rou staggered and spat out another mouthful of blood, staining her blue dress red.

She tried to stand up, but a strong hand pressed down on her shoulder.

"Sword Master! If you forcefully activate your true essence again, your foundation will be completely destroyed!" Elder Jiang Lan's eyes were bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"The Lingxiao Sword Sect is unyielding and unyielding." Pei Rou's voice was weak, yet it carried an undeniable resolve. "As the Sword Master, how can I live on after my disciple?"

"Rest assured, Sword Master!" Second Elder Li Qingfeng drew his longsword, his beard and hair bristling, and roared fiercely, "As long as we old bones are not all dead, those bastards from the Yuntian Sect will not be allowed to set foot in our mountain gate!"

He turned around abruptly and looked at the dozen or so elders of the Lingxiao Sword Sect behind him.

"Elders, follow me into the center of the formation!"

"We swear to defend the Lingxiao Sword Sect to the death!"