Chapter Twenty-Four: Slaying the Enemy

  Zi Wei's luck was bad, and he encountered robbers as soon as he left the house. He was extremely unlucky, but there was no way out. To survive, he had to fight desperately.

  Standing on the leaves of the tree, a ten-zhang-wide and long cross-cut fell down, rushing straight at the man in black.

  The black-clad figure welcomed all comers, and a Taiji circle directly confronted the blood-colored cross. In mid-air, two soul forces collided, producing a powerful force that overflowed and created ripples, causing all the trees within dozens of meters to be pulverized.

  At this time, the blade of Ziwei's knife slowly brightened, and a dragon pattern appeared and disappeared.

  His face turned slightly pale for a moment, but now they were all rookies and none of them noticed this.

  Zi Wei knew well that continuing like this with him would be purely suicidal, so she took a bold risk.

  In the instant the ripples disappeared, he swiftly killed his way towards the man in black.

  One sword chopped down heavily, and the black-clothed man could only stiffly resist. However, Zi Wei did not show any signs of fatigue; he knew that this was the only way to defeat him.

  As he chopped down eighty-one times in a row, the man in black suddenly spat out fresh blood. His face was full of shock (although it was covered with a veil). He couldn't believe this fact.

  But Ziwei seemed to have no signs of fatigue at all, and hummed: "Break Wind Style - Distant Sky Severing Slash".

  A tens of meters long sword edge instantly arrived in front of the black-clothed man, and the black-clothed man was no match. The treasured sword was directly broken off. And the remaining force's residual waves directly tore apart his clothes, flowing out scarlet blood.

  The man in black let out a loud roar, and the palm of his hand with the character "镇" (鎮) directly imprinted itself on Zǐ Wēi. Zǐ Wēi was completely unable to dodge. Infusing the power of the knife's soul, he forcibly imprinted the character "" (huà) from his own palm. He barely managed to withstand it, but his face turned deathly pale. The power of the knife's soul had already drained most of the remaining soul energy from his body.

  One move of dragonfly skimming water, purple clematis lightly falls to ground.

  The man in black said coldly: I didn't think you could withstand my full-strength blow, it's not bad, but today you must die, otherwise if the news gets out, how can I survive in this territory?

  Zi Wei coldly snorted: "You're just dreaming. You think you can kill me? Look at your own strength before talking."

  In an instant, ten sword auras shot out, and the black-clothed man was unable to resist. Yang Tian let out a long whistle and condensed his soul power infinitely in front of him to defend against the sword auras.

  The man in black was knocked flying dozens of feet away and struggled to get up after a long time. His whole body was covered in blood, and he was no longer recognizable.

  Even the black-clothed man himself didn't know why his realm was higher than others, yet he couldn't defeat them. What he didn't understand was that it was because he was too arrogant and self-conceited.

  The man in black said coldly, "Kid, you're much stronger than I thought. I don't know what kind of method you used to hurt me and even damage my foundation. From now on, I won't be able to cultivate anymore. I've become a useless person. But, I want you to die."

  The black-clad man tapped the ground lightly, his feet treading on empty air. His hands rose high as he sang: "With my blood as the medium, I invite the legendary strong soul to return - Heaven's Invitation, possess this body. Ancient war spirit."

  In the air, endless elemental forces converged on the black-robed man. Moreover, the towering ancient trees surrounding him had been drained of their life force to supplement his own soul power. With a gentle breeze, those giant trees disintegrated directly into dust.

  "Damn it!" Zi Wei cursed, "You're actually such an evil thing! The Blood Sacrifice is supposed to be fatal!"

  The man in black shouted: I have no choice, I've come this far, shouldn't I use my skills to the fullest? Even if it means dragging you down with me to die together.

  The black-robed man held a huge energy ball that was getting bigger and bigger. Ziwie's numerous attacks had no effect on it.

  In the void, two old men furrowed their brows and continued to communicate with each other through telepathy.

  Zi Wei sang softly: The guide, I am the supreme soul of the Zi family.

  The man in black whispered: Are you the young master of the Zi family - Zi Wei?

  Ziwei was speechless, a drop of fresh blood dripped into the unremarkable pendant on her chest. Suddenly, a brilliant light burst forth from her chest, gradually intensifying until it almost materialized, slowly transforming into a shining sword that Ziwei grasped in her hand.

  That was actually a lifesaving weapon left by the Zi family for their own children, but that was also one of the "Zi Dian", only these were the most basic ones and had been recited fluently by Zi Wei.

  A faint golden light enveloped Ziwie's body, and under the reflection of the light sword, it was as if a heavenly god had descended, with an endless majesty that made people unable to look straight at her.

  Zi Wei shouted loudly: It's over - our enemy.

  Looking up at the sky and letting out a long howl, the endless power of light elements quickly gathered.

  "Saint's Despair—Heavy Sword's Light."

  He drew out all his spiritual energy, leaving none behind, and on that milky white blade edge, there was a hint of gold.

  Ziwei's heavy slash came down, with hundreds of meters of blade light slowly falling, while the black-clothed man also let out a heart-wrenching roar, pushing the energy ball that had already grown to tens of meters wide upwards. Under the endless radiance of the energy light, it was as if a demon god had descended upon the world, making one's heart run cold.

  In mid-air, the two men were locked in a stalemate, one desperately pressing down and the other fiercely pushing up.

  All trees in Fangyuan Village were cut down to the roots, and a huge pit was formed on the ground.

  Ziwei knew that if things continued like this, he would definitely be the one to die. So at this moment, he let out a loud roar and exploded with all his remaining strength. But in other people's eyes, it looked more like a dragon's cry.

  His two hands bulged with blue veins, and with a "zip" sound, the light ball was cut open like cutting tofu.

  At that moment, the black-robed man's eyes were filled with despair and incredulity. The falling Guang was split in two by the final blow. Heavily fell to the ground. Guang landed on the earth, instantly producing a massive explosion. A gorge dozens of meters wide and bottomless was formed in an instant, leaving people aghast.

  Ziwei leaned against the last bit of strength she had left, falling from mid-air and leaning against a large tree, recalling everything that had just happened.

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