At this moment, Liu Yanran was employing the exquisite Thousand Rivers Moon Shadow Sword Technique, engaging in an earth-shattering duel with Shi Feiyang’s Hundred Victories Saber Technique. They had already fiercely battled for over three hundred rounds.
The cold pool resembled a massive mirror, its calm surface seemingly trembling under the tense atmosphere. The water was deep, exuding a subtle chill, with mist swirling around like light gauze, enveloping the entire pool in a layer of mystery and solemnity.
Liu Yanran’s swordsmanship was ever-changing, like an illusory dream, making it difficult to grasp its trajectory. Each strike was like a dancing spirit in the pool’s mist, graceful and agile, with sword shadows flickering, as if revealing a stunning image of moonlight cascading over a thousand rivers.
In contrast, Shi Feiyang’s saber technique appeared simple, comprised of only nine moves, yet each was exceedingly fierce and immensely powerful.
He cycled through these nine moves, yet it left Liu Yanran racking her brains, unable to find a way to break it. Liu Yanran was occasionally angered to the point of smoldering fury by Shi Feiyang’s deceptively simple yet indomitable saber technique.
In this intense duel, their figures interwoven and flew on the surface of the cold pool, sword light and saber shadows mingling like the most brilliant meteors cutting through the endless darkness.
"Zheng zheng!" Each time Liu Yanran’s sword clashed with Shi Feiyang’s saber, it was accompanied by the sonorous sound of clanging metal, echoing above Cyan Simurgh Peak, startling the waterfowl residing in the cold pool, causing them to flap their wings and fly into the distance. Their maneuvers not only displayed the sharpness of their weapons but also revealed their profound inner power.
Liu Yanran’s swordsmanship flowed like clouds and water, agile and elegant, while Shi Feiyang’s saber technique was like a storm, unstoppable.
They continued to fiercely battle for over a hundred more moves. Unbeknownst to them, the eastern sky began to brighten, with the first beam of sunlight piercing through the thick night, casting its glow on Cyan Simurgh Peak. This light seemed to inject new vitality into the epic confrontation.
In this morning light, Liu Yanran’s swordsmanship appeared even more agile, each stroke carrying the warmth of dawn, yet instantly transforming into a fierce cold wind, targeting Shi Feiyang’s vital points. Meanwhile, Shi Feiyang’s saber technique also showed unprecedented dominance under the illumination of this light, with each stroke seemingly capable of cutting through all obstacles in the world. The duel between the two masters was not just a contest of strength but also a collision of will and spirit, writing their legends on this mountain peak with their martial prowess.
In this fierce confrontation, Liu Yanran and Shi Feiyang’s combat had reached a feverish stage, the surrounding air seeming to be torn apart by the intense clash. The light of the torches gradually dimmed in the morning glow, yet the figures of Liu Yanran and Shi Feiyang remained distinct, like the most dazzling scenery on Cyan Simurgh Peak.
At this tense moment, Liu Yanran’s figure suddenly flickered, her sword lightening like lightning, aiming straight for Shi Feiyang’s throat.
Facing Liu Yanran’s swift onslaught, Shi Feiyang let out a cold snort, moving forward instead of retreating, swinging his saber with power. It collided with Liu Yanran’s sword in mid-air, "Zheng zheng!" producing a deafening roar, causing even the air on the mountain peak to tremble under the massive impact, with ripples in the cold pool spreading layer upon layer, radiating outwards.
Liu Yanran’s expression revealed unusual seriousness, knowing that despite her mastery of the "Thousand Rivers Moon Shadow Sword Technique," if she couldn’t swiftly defeat Shi Feiyang, her sword technique might be seen through by him, and maintaining her advantage would be difficult.
Thus, Liu Yanran continuously changed her sword moves, trying to find a flaw in Shi Feiyang’s technique during the fight, aware that once her swordsmanship was uncovered by her opponent, she would be at a huge disadvantage in the subsequent duel.
In fact, Shi Feiyang had diligently studied and repeatedly reviewed the martial treasures "Tao Xuan Scripture" and "Nine Yin Scripture," and was well-versed in the patterns of the "Thousand Rivers Moon Shadow Sword Technique."
Therefore, in the duel with Liu Yanran, Shi Feiyang appeared calm and unhurried, as if everything was within his expectation. Although his "Hundred Victories Saber Technique" only consisted of nine moves, each one had been honed countless times, now perfected with immense power. Shi Feiyang’s saber technique indeed lived up to its name, seemingly able to win a hundred victories, with every saber strike brimming with the belief and determination to win.
Constantly keeping his composure, every saber move was like thunder, simple yet lethal, giving his opponent Liu Yanran no chance to catch her breath.
At this moment, Liu Yanran moved slightly, her sword light like lightning, thrusting straight at Shi Feiyang’s vital points.
Shi Feiyang swung his saber to block, "Clang!" and with a tremendous noise, their weapons clashed again, sparks flying.
This time, Shi Feiyang seized the opportunity, as Liu Yanran’s onslaught slightly slowed, he suddenly swung his saber.
Liu Yanran couldn’t react in time, her left arm slashed by the saber, blood immediately staining her garment red.
"Good! Wonderful!" The disciples of Cyan Simurgh Palace at the scene were extraordinarily excited and enthusiastic, with Xiao Lingling, Jin Liufu, Gongsun Ren, and others cheering joyfully! Meanwhile, the faces of the Divine Water Palace members, Liu Tingting, Gong Yao’en, Gong Ci’en, Li Jinming, Li Xiaolin, Wu Chi, suddenly turned grim, their shock immeasurable, each filled with deep concern for Liu Yanran. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novel⦿fire.net
Liu Tingting, beautiful as a celestial immortal, yet her face appeared particularly pale under the tense atmosphere.