My Informative Cultivation Life

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He had actually mastered such a formidable and mystical blade technique.

In an instant, the Zhe Long Sword and the Demon Blade fiercely collided.

At this tense moment, both seemed to be detached from their surroundings.

Their expressions were calm.

The all-encompassing Gui Cang Sword finally met Mo Jie's Will-driven Demon Blade.

At that moment, an indescribable sense of oppression instantly enveloped everything, as the blade's radiance and the sword's light surged into the sky!

It was exceptionally brilliant in the sky, the phenomenon witnessed by everyone in the area.

Boom!

It sounded like Shocking Thunder exploding!

The soaring blade's radiance clashed with the Sword Qi, indistinguishable from real lightning, as if it pierced through heaven and earth.

The earth-shattering strike sent Yang Ji flying away, while Mo Jie merely took three steps back.

"Your sword technique is ultimately just the Great Divine Power. How can it contend with my Supreme Blade Technique? Die!" Mo Jie sneered, attacking again.

"Indeed, the Gui Cang Sword Technique ultimately falls short!" Yang Ji muttered lowly before suddenly looking up, his eyes bursting with vigor, "Come at me again!"

Their gazes were particularly sharp as they once again engaged in combat in the air.

Demon Blade versus Zhe Long Sword!

The clanging sounds were endless, as Mo Jie kept unleashing the Will-driven Demon Blade. The blade technique was unpredictable, elusive, and formidable beyond description.

The sharp blade's radiance pierced the sky, resembling roaring, surging rivers dominating the heavens.

Yang Ji was equally valiant, his Sword Light dazzling and piercingly cold.

Countless rays of light burst forth in the sky, splendid and magnificent, equally terrifying and horrifying.

Each sweep of his sword was powerful enough to tear through space, annihilating any obstacle.

The fierce battle continued without pause. Amidst the radiance of the blade and the sea of swords, Mo Jie and Yang Ji fought hundreds of rounds, seemingly evenly matched!

But in truth, Yang Ji was at a disadvantage; the Gui Cang Sword Technique was indeed not a match for the Supreme Blade Technique.

Clang!

Mo Jie's eyes shown brilliantly as he shot forth two dazzling divine lights, his blade fiercely striking Yang Ji and sending him flying, as he shouted coldly, "Is this all you have? Don't you possess a Supreme Sword Technique? If you abandon the sword and use other Divine Skills, my single blade can break them. How will you fight me?"

"Alright, let me show you my Supreme Sword Technique!" Yang Ji's eyes surged with Sword Light as he said coldly, "My body possesses a sword soul. By merging my body with the sword, I am the sword, and the sword is me! Man and sword as one!"

As he spoke, Yang Ji's body moved at an unbelievably fast speed, and then he brought his hands together, wielding the Zhe Long Sword as he attacked Mo Jie.

Mo Jie's spirit was jolted, as he realized that Yang Ji's entire body had transformed into a divine sword.

Brilliant divine light pierced toward him.

It must be said that Mo Jie truly possessed incredible combat talent, the more dangerous the situation, the calmer he became.

His mind quickly settled, ascending to a spiritual state of battle in a flash.

Everything in the world disappeared from his view, only the indestructible divine sword in front of him remained singularly visible in his eyes.

Mo Jie was frighteningly calm, motionless until the divine sword neared his body. Then his right hand lightly swept out, unleashing an enigmatic and otherworldly blade that was purely instinctive, transcending all constraints!

He had brought the Will-driven Demon Blade to its utmost limit.

Clang!

The Demon Blade collided with the divine sword Yang Ji had become. Mo Jie was struck as if by lightning, instantly flung back and coughing up blood.

This sword strike, which was not just a fusion of man and sword, but also augmented by the Great Sword Realm Art from the Sword Realm, unleashed a sword Qi of endless power, its might far exceeding the ordinary.

Yang Ji had won with a single blow, but before he could steady himself,

a long spear, blazing red and emanating fierce red light as if surrounded by endless rivers of fresh blood was set ablaze, staining half the sky red and sending a streak of blood light flying toward him.

"Senior brother, be careful of the sneak attack!" Zhong Jun shouted loudly.

"No one can sneak up on me!" Yang Ji suddenly turned, his eyes showing cold indifference as he raised his hand with a sword strike to block Tian Xie's jabbing spear.

The spear attack was thwarted, and Tian Xie's brow furrowed as he turned back and retreated to stand with Mo Jie.

"Stop wasting time. Don't forget our mission. Let's attack together, you kill him!" Xing Xiong, having recovered some, commanded coldly from the rear.

"We'll hold off Yang Ji, and you finish the rest!" Mo Jie, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, ordered coldly.

"Yes, senior brother!" A group of Heavenly Demons laughed behind, ready to bypass Yang Ji and slay Yan Zhan and the others.

A cold light flashed in Yang Ji's eyes as he immediately activated the Zhe Long Sword and sent it soaring through the air.

Whoosh!

With a flash of light, the Zhe Long Sword transformed into a ferocious dragon, roaring and howling as it whipped its tail in mid-air, turning to make a diagonal downward slash. Two Heavenly Demons who had just pounced were cut down, their Divine Skills shattering into colors like glass in an instant.

Then the Zhe Long Sword swept across, "pfft, pfft" twice, blood spilled, dyeing the sky red as both Heavenly Demons were bisected at the waist.

The remaining Heavenly Demons shouted together and surged forward, unleashing blinding Sword Qi or displaying strangely powerful Divine Skills, all aiming for the Zhe Long Sword.

The Zhe Long Sword, irresistible and invincible, became a divine radiance in the sky. Its Sword Qi surged, slashing all the Heavenly Demons. All that could be seen was a magnificent sword light flashing, followed by a spray of blood.

The sky was stained with fresh blood!

No matter the complexity of the Divine Skills or the overwhelming energy, none could withstand a single strike from the Zhe Long Sword!

As the Zhe Long Sword cut a swath through enemies, it sliced down over a dozen Heavenly Demons in an instant, even destroying their Demon Souls, leaving a ground littered with corpses.

Blood mist lingered in the air, and the atmosphere was one of tragic devastation.

Yang Ji's sword not only severed bodies but also the Demon Souls, instantly changing the expressions of all the Heavenly Demons.

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