At this moment, Zhu Lanruo and the Eternal Youth Spring are before him.

Behind him are Lu Qilang and Lingxihua.

The attack transformed by the sound of the zither leaves no place to escape. He steps on and shatters dozens of Qingyun clouds, nearing the limit of his movement technique in an instant, but is still surrounded by the Sound Murder Technique.

It seems like a predetermined fate!

Such an attack unquestionably brings despair.

Yet Jiang Wang’s eternally immortal crimson-gold eyes only watch Zhu Lanruo’s radiant eyes.

Zhu Lanruo could not truly make things predestined; otherwise, she might as well have decreed a broken string around the neck directly—why bother with this extra offensive?

Based on previous observations, her Divine Skills can transfer cause and effect and alter erroneous results, regaining a beautiful beginning.

If led into Astray Path.

She can still turn back again and make another choice.

A truly troublesome enemy.

Jiang Wang’s ears at this moment glimmer with a clear light, evident jade color.

Under the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style, he activated the Observing Freedom Ear once again!

At this moment, all the blade light, sword light, spear beams, and flying arrows have clear trajectories in the sound’s world.

Zhu Lanruo’s beauty is undeniably stunning, and her physique flawless.

But Jiang Wang only focused on her eyes, and what he observed was only the vital point.

"Those who block me... die!"

This voice roared out like thunder, sweeping away all the blade light, sword light, spear beams, and flying arrows!

Conquering Outter Path Vajra Thunder Sound!

Yet the situation remained unsafe.

During the process of attacking Zhu Lanruo, Jiang Wang suddenly turned midair, leveraging this spinning force to draw his sword across.

Thousands of sword silk had already crossed the air, forcing the world into frost and snow!

Endless sword Qi silk, seeming like the moon in the human world, reflected light onto the heavens.

Because precisely at this moment, the rainstorm descended!

Lu Qilang’s sword comes as if it flew from beyond the heavens, coincidentally at the moment Jiang Wang shattered the zither sound with thunder. If he forcibly slaughtered Zhu Lanruo, he would certainly die first before Lu Qilang’s sword edge. Thus, he had to shift his body.

The sword light seemed like a torrential downpour, the sword silk like flying snow under a bright moon.

Both sides collided together, entwined in one place, turning the sky and earth all white!

Even if the thick clouds gathered heavily in the sky, even if the golden cloud sea separated the view.

Two longswords already illuminated the Divine Mountain.

And not a sound was emitted.

Because the sword’s ringing sound also integrated into the sword momentum, engaging in collision!

The sword light and sword Qi acted like two disciplined and bloody armies, silently battling one another, deciding victory and defeat in every tiny detail.

"Today I witness the God-on-top Sword Technique, splendid!" Lu Qilang exclaimed longingly, sweeping away the gloom of missing the scene of divine infancy, couldn’t resist showcasing all he had learned throughout his life, elevating his swordsmanship to the limit.

But suddenly, countless sword silks disappeared.

Jiang Wang gathered his figure soaring, his entire being contracted into a circular sword form, blocking the endless sword light outside, then leveraging the sword light’s waves, abruptly changed direction. Speed soared to the limit and suddenly shot to stand before Lingxihua, just as he was about to kill down the cloud sea!

So unexpectedly crashing into Lingxihua’s threshold did he extend limbs, standing tall between heaven and earth, slashing out human character sword.

Had it been a different setting, perhaps on some arena, Jiang Wang naturally wouldn’t mind pursuing the extreme limits of swordsmanship with Lu Qilang, seeking the pinnacle of sword mastery.

But now with life hanging by a thread, what discussion is there on elevating swordsmanship?

Lu Qilang might possess such qualification—he did not!

Lingxihua admitted that in the prior battle, he hadn’t done anything wrong, and he too responded adequately to shifts in the battle. Shujia Lan’s own inadequate response got caught by Jiang Wang, and that’s his own issue.

But it’s hard to guarantee that some with ulterior motives won’t stain Lingxihua’s reputation. Regardless of the complexities within his heart, the spirit father’s grand path has already reached, the Spirit Clan inevitably walks the world, he ultimately still proceeds with the Spirit Clan identity...

Hence he still needs to take some action to prove himself—ideally, sever Jiang Wang’s head.

Though his speed piercing the cloud sea didn’t match up to Lu Qilang’s rapid advance, he determinedly awaited the moment Lu Qilang and Zhu Lanruo finished colliding to strike with full force.

Yet despite the infinite possibilities in the Shenxiao world, he hadn’t anticipated this one...

Turns out Jiang Wang was the first to unleash full force towards him!

At this critical moment of being severely injured and fleeing in desperation, he again charged at him!

The sword momentum was like a tidal wave of people.

Lingxihua had just emerged from the cloud sea when he saw the vast human sea, all coming this way!

A pair of bone spears instinctively blocked in front, while black spiritual flames wove into a huge curtain.

But a red fire line swept over the sword edge; that bright longsword fell on the curtain of spiritual flames, surprisingly only made a tearing sound without any hindrance, advancing rapidly!

Clearly, earlier Jiang Wang stepping on Samadhi True Fire was unharmed by the Thousand Tribulations Spiritual Net in the slightest.

Clearly, earlier the spiritual flames and Samadhi True Fire could still stalemate with each other, now the pure spiritual flame curtain was instantly pierced through!?

At that moment, Lingxihua realized that in the previous life-and-death battle, Jiang Wang had set an extremely induced trap. This terrifying opponent had obviously seen through the spiritual flames, and could easily dissolve them like he did to Yang Yu’s defense, yet he deliberately stalemated. Just for this moment—

He wanted to kill me, not just gain the upper hand for a moment or seize a bit of advantage!

Such a thought brought Lingxihua face-to-face with the fear of life and death. At this moment all of his bone spears leapt up, left his body, and burst into flames at the tips. The spears rained down like a tempest, frantically striking in all directions!

The monk clad in green and frost shattered through the flame curtain, Jiang Wang with his longsword unsheathed was like a god slayer! Even amid the indiscriminate fiery rain of bone spears covering all directions, he still pressed forward!

Hiss!

A bone spear pierced through the abdomen, a bit of residual flame flew out of the body.

The twin agony of spiritual flames burning the body and soul caused the veins on Jiang Wang’s forehead to throb uncontrollably.

But he deliberately positioned himself here, choosing to be pierced through the abdomen by this bone spear, choosing to endure the burning pain of spiritual flames, all to gain more!

The longsword Longing wrapped in the fire line thus swept horizontally, barring Lingxihua at the waist!

At this critical moment, Lingxihua also displayed top-notch reflexes. His body exploded, turning into a mass of black demon fog.

The fiery sword swept across, instantly destroying a large amount of demon fog, but after all, some still remained.

But Jiang Wang could no longer follow up with another sword, silently lamenting while enduring the severe pain, he quickly used Samadhi True Fire to burn the spiritual flames in his abdomen, flying forward and upward without looking back, darting into the golden cloud sea. Precisely avoiding Lu Qilang’s heart-piercing sword!

The remaining demon fog coalesced into a pale-faced Lingxihua, momentarily unstable in mid-air, could only grit his teeth and slowly fly down the mountain path.

Lu Qilang followed closely into the cloud sea, his sword sound rolling: "Human race genius, dare not duel swords with me?"

In the golden cloud sea, there came the pained thunder sound: "When you arrive at Linzi, I will burn incense and build a platform to duel swords with you. A duel for a full hundred days!"

Thunder sound assaulted the ears, Lu Qilang slicing through with sword light. Divine Power surged, all diverging before him. And only a sigh responded to the human race genius: "As I wish! A pity, by then you will no longer be here!"

At this time, Jiang Wang did not break through the cloud sea, just lurking in the sea of divine power, trying to use the surging divine power to block pursuit and gain a chance to catch his breath.

But Lu Qilang could always accurately pinpoint his location, and was clearly swimming faster in the sea of divine power!

After all, he was a Demon King targeting the Divine Infant, more prepared for divine power.

Jiang Wang shot out of the sea of divine power, just in time to see on that golden God Enthronement Platform, two true monster shadows appearing!

Truly at a dead end!

The light of Tianfu still dazzling in the golden cloud sea, Jiang Wang’s sword-holding hand was already icy cold. Shujia Lan’s fists, Lingxihua’s bone spears, the body wounded since entering the Monster Realm had never recovered... He manifested Divine Skills, drove the last of his hot blood, rushing to his limbs and skeleton.

In the sea of divine power, suddenly turning back, a sword counter-thrust, thunder rolled: "Now with you, we decide life and death together!"

Across the vast golden cloud sea, Lu Qilang also saw the humane genius’s red-golden eyes, almost capturing the blood seeping from those eyes... So he grasped his sword, ready to face up.

Though their fate was already sealed.

Though true monsters were about to descend, allowing him to watch unhurriedly.

But facing such a formidable foe, such an opponent...

Respect must be given in the end.

Swords must honor names with swords.

At this moment, the roaring Sword Intent boiled within him, almost forcing a massive space within the golden cloud sea.

At this moment, thousands of divine statues were silent, as if worshipping the sword, as if worshipping me.

The brocade robe fluttered, Lu Qilang’s momentum grew higher. He was filled with anticipation, almost recalling the excitement of wielding a sword for the first time as a child, about to welcome the final pinnacle duel, capturing supreme inspiration in life and death—

But the little bald head of Mount Sumeru in front of him suddenly pressed out a handprint, a flash of dark light on his body, all aura restrained like a stubborn stone, actually fell!

Falling into the cloud sea without looking back. Descending the mountain again!

Several repetitions, several struggles, several times back and forth across Ku Hai.

He still hasn’t given up.

Does he still want to escape?!

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