Upon seeing this, Fu Cailin was greatly shocked, his face filled with disbelief.
He had been trying to use his Yi sword technique to observe the flaws in Wang Yang's sword moves.
However, when Wang Yang fought him, although he used a sword, he did not use any sword techniques.
This left Fu Cailin feeling helpless.
Just as Fu Cailin was lost in thought.
Wang Yang smiled coldly and said:
"Is this all the skill a dignified master of Yi Jian has?"
Upon hearing Wang Yang's mockery, Fu Cailin's face darkened, and anger surged within him.
"Alliance Leader Wang, we are here to exchange sword techniques, why don't you even use any sword moves?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yang smiled dismissively and replied:
"If I were to fight you, would I even need to use sword techniques?"
These words thoroughly enraged Fu Cailin.
"Arrogant!!"
Fu Cailin roared, his sword slammed down, and he slashed straight at Wang Yang.
As a master of Yi Jian, when have I ever been so scorned?
Seeing this, Wang Yang remained indifferent.
The next moment, the sword in his hand turned diagonally, and he suddenly thrust it forward.
With a clang!
The two swords clashed, their tips vibrating.
Immediately afterwards, the long sword in Fu Cailin's hand broke into two pieces.
"ah?"
Fu Cailin was shocked, his eyes wide open.
Before he could even catch his breath, Wang Yang flashed and leaped into the air.
"Didn't you want to see my sword techniques?"
"Then keep your eyes peeled and watch!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yang suddenly flicked the longsword he was holding.
The moment the sword move was unleashed, an incomparably sharp sword force was generated from the sword.
In an instant, the powerful energy spread in all directions.
Upon closer inspection, countless sharp swords appeared to be flying down like a storm.
At this moment, sword shadows filled the sky, the sword energy was like a net, extremely sharp, and a magnificent sight.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Immediately afterwards, countless sword shadows swept down upon Fu Cailin.
"ah?"
Upon seeing this, Fu Cailin was completely stunned.
Although he created his own sword-playing technique, he used people to play with swords and swords to play with enemies.
With keen eyesight, one can spot the opponent's weaknesses.
But the sword move that Wang Yang is currently unleashing is terrifying!
In a short time, he couldn't see any flaws at all.
Before Fu Cailin could recover from his shock, a barrage of sword shadows began to fall.
"Puff puff puff..."
Immediately afterwards, Fu Cailin's body was pierced by countless sword shadows, and his whole body was riddled with holes.
"No……"
Fu Cailin's eyes were filled with fear, and his heart was filled with resentment.
I never expected this.
Only then did they see Wang Yang unleash his sword technique, and his life came to an end.
As the wind blew, Fu Cailin's body collapsed into a pool of blood, lifeless.
Not far away, Kou Zhong was completely dumbfounded after witnessing this scene.
He knew Fu Cailin's reputation; he was a renowned master of Yi Jian in the martial arts world.
But in Wang Yang's hands, they seemed weak and vulnerable.
Besides, the sword technique that Wang Yang just used was truly terrifying.
The sword shadows filled the sky, covering everything.
Just thinking about it sends chills down your spine.
Shocked, Kou Zhong couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"Is Master Yi Jian really that weak?"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Bubai smiled calmly and replied:
"It's not that he's weak, it's that Alliance Leader Wang is too strong."
With the keen eyesight of Dongfang Bubai and others, they naturally noticed it.
Fu Cailin himself is not weak; he is at least stronger than Zhao Deyan before him.
Unfortunately, he encountered Wang Yang.
Upon seeing this, Minister Nangong was deeply shaken.
"He passed on thirty years of his internal energy to me, is he still this strong?"
"Just what kind of monster is he?"
She sighed quietly.
Not long ago, Wang Yang passed on thirty years' worth of martial arts skills to her.
This raised her strength to the level of a ninth-level Grandmaster.
Originally, Minister Nangong thought...
After Wang Yang passes on his skills to me, my strength will inevitably decrease.
After all, that's thirty years of accumulated skill.
But who would have thought that Wang Yang would act so calmly and nonchalantly in his battle with Fu Cailin?
In fact, during the sparring matches, he didn't go all out at all, but rather approached them with a playful attitude.
With a final sword strike, he instantly killed Fu Cailin.
"Young master, you are truly amazing!"
At this moment, Zhao Min hurriedly ran towards Wang Yang, her eyes filled with admiration and adoration.
Wang Yang smiled calmly, not caring at all.
Following closely behind, Zhou Zhiruo and the other beauties also flocked to Wang Yang.
"Leader, that last sword move you used was really cool!"
"The moment the sword move was unleashed, that so-called Master Yi was instantly killed by the young master!"
"Young Master is invincible!"
'……'
Hearing the praise from everyone, Wang Yang smiled calmly.
"Let's go, let's enter the temple!"
Then, without lingering, the group walked together into Daming Temple.
Just as he was entering the temple, Wang Yang suddenly stopped.
"Um?"
Seeing this, Zhou Botong frowned slightly and uttered a soft question:
"What's wrong, Brother Wang?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked directly at Wang Yang, their faces filled with confusion.
Wang Yang slightly raised the corner of his mouth, smiled meaningfully, and said:
"It's nothing, let's go!"
Having said that, Wang Yang didn't linger and immediately walked out.
Zhou Botong and the others were all at a loss, wondering why Wang Yang had suddenly stopped.
After a brief pause, everyone looked at each other, each of them appearing completely bewildered.
"Brother Wang is truly unfathomable! He's impossible to fathom!"
Zhou Botong gave an awkward smile and then quickly chased after Wang Yang.
Zhao Min and the others were slightly taken aback, but they all followed suit.
Shortly after Wang Yang and his group entered Daming Temple.
Suddenly, a figure flashed out from the woods outside the temple.
The man was dressed in a blue robe, looking like a scholar, and was tall and thin.
He appeared refined and cultured, with a gentle smile on his pale, thin face.
Anyone who saw him would mistake him for a frail, middle-aged scholar.
But if you look closely, you'll find it.
His eyes gleamed with a sharp, wicked light.
His eyes were surrounded by a purple glow, making them both eerie and terrifying.
The newcomer was none other than Xi Ying, ranked fourth among the eight masters of the Demonic Sect.
This person is the successor of the Demonic Sect's Path of Extinguishing Emotions, and is known in the martial arts world as the Heavenly Lord.
"Um?"
"Zhao Deyan and Fu Cailin both died at that man's hands!"
Xi Ying frowned, the smile on his lips vanished, replaced by a solemn expression.
It should be noted that Zhao Deyan is ranked higher than him among the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect, ranking third.
But he died at the hands of Wang Yang.
In addition, Fu Cailin was recognized as one of the three great martial arts masters in the martial arts world, and he died a tragic death with his body riddled with bloody holes.
After a moment's thought, Xi Ying's brows furrowed, and he muttered to himself:
"It seems that if we want to capture Kou Zhong, we can't confront him head-on!"
Then, without delay, Xi Ying transformed into a streak of purple light and disappeared into the distance.
Meanwhile, Wang Yang and his group had entered Daming Temple and were touring it under Kou Zhong's guidance.
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