"clang!"
A loud metal collision sound was heard, and An Chengyan's eyes suddenly became weird.
Isn't the Tai Chi sword technique of the Zhenwu Taoist Temple a defensive sword technique? How come it also has such strong offensive capabilities?
This attack speed is almost comparable to that of a grandmaster. Can Tai Chi swordsmanship really achieve this?
Zhang Wuji was not surprised at all when the sword tip, which had suddenly accelerated, was blocked.
A grandmaster is a grandmaster after all. Even if he suppresses his cultivation, his reaction speed is not comparable to that of a grandmaster.
"A little effort can achieve a great result."
With a slight twist of his wrist, a force was immediately transferred from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and then to the opponent's long sword.
"Buzz!"
The long sword roared, and a huge force immediately erupted between the two long swords.
"The Tai Chi sword technique is indeed well-deserved of its reputation."
Extending his fingers to brush against the cracks on the sword, An Chengyan carefully put it back into the scabbard.
"What do you mean?"
Seeing the young man in black sheathing his sword, Zhang Wuji narrowed his eyes and looked at him unkindly.
I was planning to use your help to break through to the Grandmaster level, so what do you mean by stopping the fight halfway?
"It's meaningless. I admit defeat."
"Send this sword to the sword forging workshop and have them help me restore it to its original shape."
Turning around and waving to the commander of the black-armored army behind him, An Chengyan handed him the sword in his hand.
"You can fight if you want to, and not fight if you don't want to? It's not that easy."
Zhang Wuji took a step forward, holding his sword and heading towards An Chengyan's vital points.
It's not that he wants to kill anyone, but only by attacking the enemy's vital points can he make them take serious action.
"clang!"
The familiar sound of metal collision was heard, and An Chengyan calmly clamped Zhang Wuji's sword with his fingers.
"Wildfire spreads!"
The Burning Heaven Technique in his body started to work, and a ball of fiery red true energy appeared at An Chengyan's fingertips.
Immediately afterwards, this ball of true energy began to turn into flames at a speed visible to the naked eye, and began to spread along Zhang Wuji's sword.
"A little effort can achieve a great result!"
The sudden burst of flames made Zhang Wuji's pupils shrink. Without hesitation, he once again used the Tai Chi sword technique of using a small force to move a large object, preparing to withdraw.
However, this move allowed him to easily damage the opponent's sword, but at this time, the opponent couldn't even shake his fingers.
"Grandmaster, mid-stage!!!"
Mingxin's heart skipped a beat when he felt the aura emanating from the young man in black.
Monster, this is definitely a monster-level cultivation genius comparable to Zhang Wuji.
I don’t know to which force this monstrous genius belongs.
"Wulian Tianzun!"
"Young City Lord, I hope you will show mercy."
A gray figure flashed, Mingxin slowly appeared beside Zhang Wuji and pulled him behind him.
Then, Mingxin stretched out his hand and slapped the flames that were about to spread to him.
"Soft Palm!"
The cold true energy burst out, and particles of ice immediately collided with the flames.
“Crack!”
A clear cracking sound was heard, and a crack suddenly appeared on Zhang Wuji's sword.
"We're even."
Nodding with satisfaction at the cracks on the sword, An Chengyan released his sword fingers.
“Snap!”
The long sword fell to the ground. Zhang Wuji looked at it and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
The crack on the sword seemed to be a little bigger than before it fell.
"Thank you, Young City Lord, for showing mercy!"
Mingxin clasped his fists towards the young man in black, then pulled Zhang Wuji and prepared to walk aside.
The problems that Qingxin Guan caused should be solved by Qingxin Guan itself.
“Elder?!!”
At the gate of Qingxin Temple, Taoist Qingyuan looked at Zhang Wuji and the other man who were moving towards the edge with a panicked look on his face.
"Junior Brother Wuji, you have to save me. I really don't know who Luo Li is."
Seeing Mingxin did not stop, Taoist Qingyuan immediately turned his pleading eyes to Zhang Wuji.
It’s not that he is too timid, but that the enemy is too terrifying.
"Elder Mingxin, although Senior Brother Qingyuan is only an outer disciple, he is still a member of the Zhenwu Taoist Temple after all. It would be bad if we just leave him alone, right?"
Looking at the innocent eyes of Elder Qingyuan, Zhang Wuji sighed silently in his heart and stopped walking.
Elder Mingxin’s duty is to protect his own safety. For his own safety, he can abandon Qingxin Temple.
However, as a core disciple of the Zhenwu Taoist Temple, he must not retreat at this time.
"Junior Brother Wuji, to be honest with you, I'm not sure I can handle this Young City Lord."
After hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Mingxin was silent for a moment and stretched out his hand.
“How is that possible?!!”
Looking at the burns on Elder Mingxin's hands, Zhang Wuji suddenly fell into deep silence.
This young man in black, who looked not much older than himself, actually injured Elder Mingxin with just one move.
"Now you know why I should thank him for showing mercy, right?"
"The Young City Lord's blazing flames are extremely powerful. If he hadn't shown mercy just now, I wouldn't have had the chance to save you."
"Such an evil genius, I don't think he would come to trouble Qingxin Temple for no reason."
"Our best option at this point is to wait and see what happens, so as not to be used as a pawn by someone with ulterior motives."
Looking at Zhang Wuji who had fallen into silence, Mingxin made up his mind and spoke to him through voice transmission.
"Wulian Tianzun."
"Young City Lord, may I ask who this Luo Li is? And why is Young City Lord so sure that he is in Qingxin Temple?"
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