The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Wen Qiwu reacted hastily, but at that moment, Yu Miaozhen also drew her sword and attacked.

Faced with the two women's combined attack, he was immediately in danger, struggling to defend himself and narrowly escaping death, unknowingly inflicting many injuries on his body.

"Mo Zhichou, if you don't come out soon, I'm going to die here. If I die, do you think you'll be doing well in the future?"

Mo Zhichou is the name of the leader of the Qixia Sword Sect.

Having been directly called out by Wen Qiwu, he had no choice but to emerge from the shadows. What could he do?

He was already deeply bound to Xu Chong, and for the sake of the Great Liang Qi King he supported, he could not allow An Qingwan, who had an excellent relationship with the Thirty-Six Islands, to leave Shaoyang Continent alive.

Seeing Mo Zhichou show his face, Wen Qiwu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You hold them off for now. I'll capture Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie, then we'll deal with them together!"

Mo Zhichou knew this was the best way to break the deadlock, so she quickly agreed.

With his strength, he couldn't actually defeat the combined attack of Yu Miaozhen and Leng Qingyou, but he could easily stall for a while.

During the time he stalled, Wen Qiwu was able to break into the camp and capture the two rookies, Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie.

"Go quickly!"

Mo Zhichou emerged from the darkness, wielding a jade-green sword. His voice was like thunder, so loud that Wen Qiwu felt as if he were going deaf. "Old man."

Wen Qiwu cursed under his breath, exchanged a blow with Leng Qingyou, and then fled at top speed.

In the instant he dodged, Mo Zhichou just happened to block Leng Qingyou and Yu Miaozhen, who were trying to give chase.

"Where are you two headed? I am your opponent!" Mo Zhichou stood against the wind, his bearing imposing.

He knew that Leng Qingyou and Yu Miaozhen would be anxious, so he immediately activated his protective aura.

But the situation was completely different from what he had expected. Leng Qingyou and Yu Miaozhen watched Wen Qiwu leave without showing the slightest sign of tension.

What's going on? Could there be a Grandmaster hiding in that camp?

But shouldn't that Grandmaster from the Four Seas Sect be in Hefei with the main force of the Thirty-Six Islands right now?

Besides, where else does An Qingwan have any other Grandmasters? There are only so many Grandmasters in the entire world.

Mo Zhichou was filled with doubt and dared not make a move rashly, but Leng Qingyou and Yu Miaozhen would not let him stand there in a daze.

One person launched a fierce attack with a sword, while the other provided cover from the side using illusion techniques and agility.

This was the first time the two had joined forces against an enemy, but it was not the first time they had fought side by side, so their cooperation was exceptionally close and flawless.

"You brat, how dare you look down on me!" Mo Zhichou roared in anger, his sword flashing like rain.

Just as he was locked in a fierce battle with Yu Miaozhen, a startled cry suddenly came from behind him.

"I'm coming!"

"Miss Lan, Miss Gongsun, you must retreat immediately..."

"No need!"

Lan Xiaogu's voice rang out.

No need?

This "no need" left everyone who was unaware of the situation momentarily stunned.

Sister, that's a Grandmaster! Although Wen Qiwu was beaten twice and suffered serious injuries, he's still a Grandmaster. It's one thing if you don't run, but isn't saying "no need" a bit too arrogant?

Wen Qiwu was particularly furious.

He was looked down upon before he became a Grandmaster, with people saying he rose to power by relying on the women of his disciples. Now that he's a Grandmaster, these same people still dare to look down on him. Hasn't he become a Grandmaster for nothing?

OK OK.

Today, he will use the blood of Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie to warn the world! The Twin Dance of Mandarin Ducks!

Wen Qiwu unleashed two whips from within his sleeves. Each whip was used to take down one person.

This was truly a case of a venomous snake being unleashed, causing a deafening roar. In the next moment, Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie would be subdued by him.

But something amazing happened.

Lan Xiaogu gently struck out with her palm first. Shifting Flowers and Jade!

At first glance, this palm strike didn't seem particularly powerful, and it was neither an offensive nor a defensive move. However, the angle of the strike was exquisite, hitting the "seven-inch" spot of the snake formed from the whip.

Then, Gongsun Hongdie struck out with the exact same palm strike. This palm strike was far inferior to Lan Xiaogu's, but it acted as a trigger, immediately changing the entire situation.

A surge of yang energy emanated from Lan Xiaogu's palm, while a surge of yin energy emanated from Gongsun Hongdie's palm. The two energies converged in mid-air, like sawdust meeting an open flame, instantly burning and expanding.

With immense force, the two whips that had flown out were pulled back.

One lash struck Wen Qiwu's left cheek, and another struck his right cheek, turning his handsome yet sinister face into a pig's head.

The soldiers in the camp were stunned. Wen Qiwu was stunned.

Mo Zhichou was stunned.

The Celestial Venerable, the masked man, and the Palace Master of the Holy Palace were all stunned.

Wen Qiwu, wielding the power of a Grandmaster, went to bully two young girls, only to be beaten up by them instead?

They had seen combined attack techniques before, but this was the first time they had ever seen one that seemed so perfectly natural.

"What kind of martial art is this?"

Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie, however, were not particularly surprised.

These past few days, An Qingwan has practiced with them many times, and they already know they are not weak.

Now, there's no need to fear beating the already injured Wen Qiwu.

"Now that you're here, you're not leaving!"

Lan Xiaogu and Gongsun Hongdie, united as one, charged forward again. Wen Qiwu was furious.

He assumed he was injured due to carelessness, and instead of retreating, he advanced. He immediately regretted it.

Snap!

The sound of whips was like the sound of cannons.

With the miraculous combination of the Book of Immortality and the Jade Transplantation Technique, Wen Qiwu's moves were returned one by one, and in the end, he managed to severely injure himself, making it difficult for him to escape.

"Truly a remarkable person!"

Watching this scene from afar, An Qingwan thought of the Grand Eunuch who created the Book of Immortality and couldn't help but sigh.

The Grand Eunuch's talent is truly terrifying, given that he was able to accomplish such a remarkable feat.

It's a pity he left too early and never got to see the martial arts he created shine in the martial arts world.

An Qingwan composed herself.

Now that everyone has come out, it's time for her to take their lives one by one.

"Xu Zhong, your time is up!"

Xu Zhong's expression changed. He sensed that An Qingwan's aura had shifted, and he dared not continue to build up his strength. He immediately roared at the Cangming Saint Master.

"Let's attack together, or we'll both die here!" As soon as he finished speaking, he unleashed the long-awaited slash.

Even before the blade was drawn, the murderous aura of this strike had already soared into the sky.

Ordinary people, if they come even slightly close to it, will be forced into mental confusion and madness.

This is truly a demonic blade!

This strike was utterly wicked and unpredictable!

This strike was the strongest sound Xu Chong ever uttered in his life.

He believed that even if a celestial being were to arrive, they would never dare to face this blade directly. But An Qingwan dared.

She didn't dodge at all.

She remained in the same spot, yet the sword light had already soared into the sky. A sword strike that seemed to fly like an immortal.

With a single sword stroke, he swept away the dense fog.

The sword light eclipsed the moonlight. The Holy Master Cangming subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that Xu Zhong and An Qingwan had both stopped.

Xu Zhong's knife tip pierced An Qingwan's body...

No.

It wasn't the knife tip that pierced An Qingwan; it was An Qingwan's teeth that bit the knife tip.

With just a gentle bite, the tip of the Izumi-do sword, a peerless demonic blade, was severed.

An Qingwan spat.

"Some people, even with a divine sword in hand, still cannot become the god of swords."

"And you..."

"The knife you've raised for so many years can't be called a divine knife, and you certainly can't be called a knife god!"

Xu Zhong was stunned, and so was the Holy Master Cangming.

One stroke cuts through 162, the Ruyi Divine Sword! [6.5k]

Izumi was actually bitten to pieces by An Qingwan?

This was an outcome Xu Zhong could never have imagined when he unleashed that powerful strike.

That strike was by no means a mere showmanship, nor was it some kind of "unorthodox" technique that only emphasized artistic conception and ignored lethality.

That was a real killing knife; the situation beside An Qingwan was enough to prove everything.

As the fog dissipated following the battle, under the clear moonlight, behind the woman who stood like a shining sun on the raised earthen platform were dozens of ravines radiating outwards.

At its deepest point, the ravine was over ten feet deep, with exposed rock and the top layer broken into a clump of sand that could be blown away with a single breath.

The longest part of the ravine even extends into the Huai River, and the watchtowers along the way are split in two, with the towering wooden fences and stone walls all disappearing.

This strike is so powerful that it can shatter anyone who stands in its way, and crack any stone that tries to block it.

This strike was the culmination of Xu Chong's life's wisdom, a strike he had never unleashed before.

This strike was one that terrified even the Holy Master Cangming.

This strike transcends all other imagery such as malevolence, killing intent, weight, and sharpness, truly approaching the most fundamental essence of the sword's way at a certain moment.

Xu Zhong hadn't underestimated An Qingwan's ability to withstand the attack, given her undeniable strength.

In his imagination, even if An Qingwan could block the attack, it would inevitably take a lot of mental effort, which would give the Cangming Saint Master an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

However......

Xu Chong stared at An Qingwan's golden hands and feet, which were completely unscathed, and at the Izumi-do sword, which no longer had a blade tip, and felt as if he were in a dream.

How did you do it?

The Izumi-do sword is made from the finest materials in the world.

An Qingwan's golden skin was harder than this material, and her teeth were sharper than this knife?

Or was it that his sword-making skills were inadequate, wasting those rare materials?

Xu Zhong had no way of knowing the answer.

He felt that at this moment, his heart began to slowly break.

Everything he had was denied, which was simply the most painful thing in the world.

Bastard!

Upon seeing Xu Chong's state, the Cangming Saint Master immediately sobered up. He stepped forward and punched Xu Chong.

"If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

The Holy Master Cangming has a very bad temper.

However, she couldn't vent her anger on An Qingwan, so whenever she saw Xu Zhong's swaying and dying appearance, she wished she could tear him into eight pieces and then use the "All Beings for Me" technique to drain him dry.

But he can't do that.

No matter how angry he was now, he couldn't kill Xu Chong. If Xu Chong died, he would have even less hope.