Wuming's smugness was written all over his face, clearly showing his complete confidence in Wushuang.

This is understandable, as the Wuji Sect's Wuji Sword Technique is divided into three realms: Wuji Sword Qi, Wuji Sword Technique, and Wuji Sword Heart.

The most difficult thing is to achieve invincible sword heart. It cannot be achieved through hard work alone. It requires a steadfast Dao heart, a unique understanding of swordsmanship, and an invincible fighting spirit.

With his unparalleled aura surging forth, an invisible pillar of energy shot straight into the sky above his head. His entire demeanor changed drastically, becoming incomparably sharp, as if he were a completely different person.

His eyes were fixed intently on the long rainbow of light that Leng Yuexi had transformed into, and he shouted, "Sword Heart Without Limits, Indestructible!"

Then, Wushuang and the sword in his hand transformed into a long rainbow of sword energy, directly confronting Leng Yuexi.

They clashed head-on, their sword energies clashing, their sword tips touching.

It emits an extremely piercing sound.

Everyone saw that Wushuang and Leng Yuexi separated after a brief clash on the battle platform and returned to their respective ends.

Wushuang's arrogant voice rang out, "Admit defeat. You are no match for me now."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone heard a "click" sound.

That's the sound of a precious sword shattering.

The sword in Leng Yuexi's hand was reduced to fragments in half.

Blood trickled from the corner of Leng Yuexi's mouth; she had sustained a minor injury.

Musou won that last exchange.

Piaomiao Sect's Canglan praised, "Sword Heart Without Limits, indeed powerful. No wonder he was able to defeat a peak King Realm expert. His willpower and combat strength are truly terrifying."

Wuming laughed heartily, "Canglan, you flatter me. Wushuang still has a lot of room for improvement."

He then said to Bingluan beside him, "Ice Emperor, would you like to stop here? If we continue, your sister may be injured."

Bingluan did not respond; she could also see that Leng Yuexi was indeed at a disadvantage.

Leng Yuexi's expression remained unchanged, her gaze unwavering, clearly showing no intention of admitting defeat. She calmly said, "It's too early to talk about the outcome now. Let's play again."

As she spoke, she took out another sword and assumed a fighting stance.

Wushuang was taken aback, not expecting Leng Yuexi to still refuse to admit defeat under these circumstances. He nodded, "Alright, Fairy, be careful."

He used the same trick again, becoming one with his sword once more, transforming into a rainbow that attacked Leng Yuexi.

Leng Yuexi knew she couldn't win by confronting Wushuang head-on, so she naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to clash with her. She decided to dodge.

However, Musou's speed is too fast, making it unrealistic to completely dodge it.

Leng Yuexi tried her best to avoid frontal attacks to reduce the pressure she received, and constantly used ice shields to block them, buying herself even the smallest bit of time.

Wu Ming looked at Leng Yuexi, who kept avoiding him, with curiosity, wondering what other methods she had up her sleeve.

"Ice Emperor, your sister can't continue like this. Defeat is only a matter of time, and it's pointless."

Bingluan, unaware of Leng Yuexi's plans, still retorted, "How could you possibly guess how formidable my sister is? Just watch."

Actually, she herself wasn't confident either.

Wu Ming also looked at Leng Yuexi, who was constantly fleeing on the battle stage, with some skepticism, and shook his head.

Just then, Leng Yuexi suddenly stopped and made a hand seal.

Seven streams of cold air appeared where she passed, quickly forming seven ice swords and converging into the Seven Killings Frost Sword Formation, locking Wushuang within the formation.

Cang Lan raised an eyebrow. "So she wasn't just running away blindly, but subtly laying down magic arrays along her route. Impressive."

Wu Ming was taken aback; he hadn't expected Leng Yuexi to have such a skill. He asked Bing Luan:

"Ice Emperor, did you know your sister had this trick up her sleeve?"

Bingluan nodded calmly without blushing or skipping a beat, "Of course, don't you know whose sister she is?"

She thought to herself, "I know nothing."

On the battle platform.

Leng Yuexi's sudden action caught Wushuang off guard, but he quickly regained his composure and had full confidence in himself.

"A sword formation? Interesting, but I wonder how powerful your formation is?"

Leng Yuexi didn't reply; she changed her magic technique and launched an attack.

At this point, the power of the Seven Killings Frost Sword Formation had increased several levels compared to the Golden Core stage.

A chilling aura emanated from the sword, its sharp edge conveying a powerful presence.

Seven icy spirit swords relentlessly attacked Wushuang, the formation providing them with endless energy support.

Musou was forced into a defensive posture.

However, this level of attack is no threat to the powerful Musou.

Leng Yuexi naturally realized this as well, and lightly scolded, "Break up."

Each of the Frost Spirit Swords split into seven, transforming into forty-nine Frost Spirit Swords.

The sword formation felt even more oppressive, and its power was greatly enhanced.

Wu Ming narrowed his eyes upon seeing this.

"A change of formation? There's actually a follow-up. Ice Emperor, your sister is indeed extraordinary. This formation is a level more powerful than the previous one."

Bingluan was overjoyed and raised her head, "Of course."

Then Wuming said quietly, "Your sister performed quite well, but it's a bit unrealistic to think she can defeat Wushuang with that."

Bingluan snorted coldly upon hearing this and ignored him.

On the battle platform.

As Wuming said, the sword formation did cause Wushuang some trouble, but only a little.

Leng Yuexi's magic technique changed, and the forty-nine icy spirit swords released their encirclement of Wushuang.

While Wushuang was still in shock and confusion, all the spirit swords converged on the treasure sword that was floating in front of Leng Yuexi.

The sword was transformed into a massive, icy blade, its imposing presence and majestic power overwhelming.

As Wushuang felt the pressure of the giant sword, his expression became solemn, his fighting spirit rose again, and his aura increased even more.

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