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Upon hearing Fengling's words, Tianya confirmed his guess and was overjoyed.
He was just wondering how to teach Feng Ling the eighteen sword techniques that Feng Xing had used back then.
Because even it wouldn't know how to make those eighteen cuts!
They didn't even know how to pass it on, but now, the Eighteen Great Swords of the Ages finally have a successor!
Even the usually composed Sky Crow couldn't help but get a little excited, saying:
"Yes, Master!"
People were even more puzzled: what were these two people talking about to themselves?
And, Sky Crow, could you please use your own voice...?
You speak in the sound of a wind chime, we're totally confused!
At this moment, the two of them are still in a combined state. If Tianya doesn't add "Master of the Clan" when he speaks, everyone has to think about the context to figure out who is saying which sentence.
I'm speechless.
But only a few people knew this, such as Two Hundred Knives. He knew that this was actually a sign that the soul compatibility between Sky Crow and Wind Chime had reached a new level.
At this moment, Feng Ling slowly raised the knife in her hand and said softly:
"Then let's call this strike... 'hopelessness'."
[Hopeless...]
The crow murmured and repeated it.
Although the crowd didn't understand what they were talking about, hearing the Sky Raven's classic starting stance, half of the weight in their hearts lifted.
The next strike from the Sky Crow will surely annihilate that Blood Curse Infant.
"That's a good name, Master!"
Tianya said softly.
Everyone was taken aback.
Was that a wind chime speaking just now?
That "Hopeless"... isn't a move from Sky Raven, but rather a move from Wind Chime!?
Looking at the wind chimes before him, the Blood Curse Infant probably guessed his fate and immediately said in a panic:
"Wind Chime! Those spirit masters treated you like that, are you still going to help them?!"
Fengling smiled and said:
"Me? Help them? Ha..."
He gave a cold laugh, causing the spirit masters present to feel a chill run down their spines once again.
He gripped the knife tightly and said calmly:
"I'm helping myself, and helping the Feng family!"
"I can help you!"
The Blood Curse Infant screamed.
The wind chime shook its head:
"Too late..."
Looking at Feng Ling's cold expression, the Blood Cursed Infant felt despair once again...
This was the first time he had felt despair as a demon.
"Since you once wanted to kill me, it's perfectly reasonable for me to want to kill you now, isn't it?"
His icy tone made many of the spirit masters and demons present dare not even breathe.
Everyone knows that these words were not only spoken to the Blood Curse Infant, but also to the Bai family, and to all spiritual masters and demons in this world.
"Wait, that's a misunderstanding! I was instructed by Ten Mile Ghost Nightmare..."
The Blood Curse Infant tried to argue, but Feng Ling gently flipped the ink-black knife in her hand and held it horizontally above her head.
"I now know the world as you see it..."
"This strike is my world... given to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and raised the ink-black knife in his hand above his head.
The black blade of the Sky Crow emitted a completely different sound than before!
There was a feeling of misery and anger.
Like a wild beast being hunted and killed by a hunter, its mournful cry before death.
The sound sent chills down the spines of everyone present.
Just by hearing the sound of the blade, everyone knew that it was definitely not Tianya's swordsmanship!
Tianya's swordsmanship is domineering, arrogant, and he considers himself the only one worthy of respect in the world.
Wind chimes, on the other hand, have a different feel!
Wine-Entangled Corpse's eyes lit up. Why did the starting stance of this slash look so familiar?
What they were saying just now...couldn't be...
In Fengling's mind, the image of her father wielding a knife flashed by.
At this moment, it was as if Feng Xing was standing beside his son, holding his arms and instructing Feng Ling:
"This strike should be swung like this..."
Swish—
The black blade fell, bringing only darkness.
But within that darkness, there was an added layer of intense, suffocating despair.
Everyone sees the world differently, but after the intent of the sword from Fengling's strike spread...
Everyone felt the same way about the world, a world of utter despair!
Like being stuck in a quagmire, the more you struggle, the deeper you sink, as if it has reached your throat, making everyone present feel as if they are being choked and unable to breathe.
The next second, a violent surge of energy unexpectedly blasted away all the surrounding spiritual masters.
A sonic boom, howling wind, and the sound of buildings collapsing came at the same time, accompanied by the blood-cursed infant's mournful howl.
Because of the black aura emanating from Tianya's ink-black blade, most people didn't have time to see what happened.
Soon, the black blade energy dissipated in the wind.
Everyone opened their eyes and stared blankly at the wind chimes in the sky.
A scarlet demon soul floated in front of the wind chime; it was the demon soul that exploded after the Blood Curse Infant died.
The Blood Curse Infant finally died.
But people's attention was on the wind chimes.
That last strike was actually Fengling's own swordsmanship?
Is this guy's swordsmanship really that terrifying?!
Laymen watch the spectacle, experts watch the details.
Ruo Guancheng looked at Fengling with some surprise. Why did this slash feel so strange?
Is he practicing with his sword?
Don't tell me that this strike was something you just realized!
If Guan Cheng could see the slight flaws in the Wind Chime Blade Technique at a glance, it wouldn't diminish his shock.
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