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  "Hmmph!"

  Listening to the swordsmen of the Gongsun family rushing over from afar, Gong Sun Jianying let out a cold hum, feeling resentful in his heart. At this time, he could only retreat as fast as possible, and for a short period of time, he couldn't take down the young man in front of him. If they fought for a long time, it was highly likely that he, the great sword master, would be defeated and killed!

  "It's too late to leave."

  Wang Ting seemed to have sensed Gong Sun Jianye's intentions, and the sword's edge shook. Lie Dongyang's thorough heart sword technique had already resonated, and in the empty space, it seemed as if ripples were rippling out in circles, invisibly entering his frail and aged body, causing great destruction.

  Although this destruction was suppressed by Gong Sun Jianye in an instant, every time he suppressed it, he had to consume a lot of true energy. One or two swords didn't show anything, but when Wang Ting used this sword technique to stab out thirty or forty swords in one breath, he clearly felt the decline of his physical strength. The sword aura that emerged from the sword tip was also getting weaker and weaker, until now it has only left a thin layer, which may disappear completely at any time.

  "Old Master!"

  "Protect the old master!"

  At the critical moment, the swordsmen of the Gong Sun family finally arrived.

  It's just that, due to the Gong Sun family's experts being mobilized by Gong Sun Fang Yu to surround and kill Wang Ting, the entire Gong Sun family was left with only a handful of high-ranking swordsmen, and basically all ordinary swordsmen. These ordinary swordsmen would be considered top-notch in small towns or villages, but in front of Wang Ting, they were completely no match.

  Bang! Bang!

  Gongsun Jianye hadn't even had time to catch his breath when Wang Ting flashed out with his sword, charging into the courtyard. A high-ranking swordsman and a mid-ranking swordsman were directly struck by the sharpness of his thorough heart sword technique, spitting out blood. The high-ranking swordsman was slightly better off, but those mid-ranking swordsmen were instantly shattered, their internal organs broken, their breath like a wandering thread. Even if they received treatment, it's feared that they would be unable to recover.

  "Stop him! Cut him down with my sword and leave his corpse in pieces!"

  Seeing Wang Ting being so ferocious, Gong Sun Jianye felt a surge of fear in his heart, and he quickly retreated backwards at the fastest speed, while loudly ordering those swordsmen who were rushing over to charge forward all at once.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  The sword light flashed again.

  Two intermediate swordsmen, one formal swordsman hadn't even had time to draw his sword, immediately followed in the footsteps of the two men ahead.

  Wang Ting's thorough heart swordsmanship, although not as powerful as Lie Dongyang's, which could shake to death a great swordsman, was enough to shake to death mid-tier and formal swordsmen who had not yet begun to refine their five organs and six viscera. These formal and mid-tier swordsmen were no match for him, and with one charge, Wang Ting had already killed his way to Gong Sun Jianye's back once again.

  Bang!

  The two swords clashed once again.

  But this time, it was not Wang Ting who retreated, but rather Gong Sun Jianye, the master of swordsmanship!

  Gongsun Jianyi had finally grown old, and no longer possessed the boldness to fight and struggle as he once did. If at that time when those swordsmen arrived, he hadn't thought of protecting himself first, but instead continued to clash with Wang Ting, without losing his will to fight, then with this great master of swordsmanship holding him back, and so many formal swordsmen distracting him, it was entirely possible that they could have truly killed Wang Ting with their chaotic swords...

  What a pity! He quit!

  To save his life, he withdrew from the battlefield!

  This retreat is equivalent to handing over the initiative of the battle to Wang Ting.

  "Thud! Thud! Thud!"

  One sword crossed, Gong Sun Jianye retreated three steps in a row, while Wang Ting arrived at the moment he retreated, stabbing and killing him. The sword body was stable, but it contained the power of shocking heaven and earth, the kind that made the air explode with an overbearing and unparalleled dominance, fully revealing the power of this sword to be thunderous and majestic!

  "Bury Sword Technique!"

  "Boom!"

  Energy dissipates!

  Gongsun Jianye, who was hastily activating the sword aura in his body to resist, only felt a severe shock throughout his body. A powerful force that exceeded his physical limits burst out from the tip of the opponent's sword, like a mountain flood or tsunami, almost completely engulfing him. Accompanied by the splashing of fresh blood from his palm, he was actually blown backward by the power of this sword, heavily smashing into the wall of the great hall, causing stone chips to fly everywhere and a large amount of dust to fall from the roof.

  The scene at the beginning has been completely reversed.

  "Old Master!"

  "Kill him, it's time for us to make our mark!"

  Two intermediate swordsmen simultaneously let out a loud roar and were about to rush up and block Wang Ting's figure.

  Under the spiritual scale of Wang Ting's six stages, the trajectory of their two swords was clearly displayed. He only slightly shook his body and broke out of the lock of the two swords, as if the sharp edge of the sword had locked onto Gong Sun Jianye, ready to kill with one blow.

  "You're asking for trouble."

  As Wang Ting's sword edge approached rapidly, a blood-red aura of malevolence emerged in Gong Sun Jianye's eyes, and his entire body seemed to burst out with a terrifying power like a reflected light. The originally dim treasure sword once again exploded with a blood-red sword halo, and the incoming Wusheng Sword clashed with Wang Ting's killing blow.

  "Boom!"

  It seemed like a thunderclap had exploded in the hall.

  A visible shockwave swept through the surroundings, shattering nearby sculptures and furniture into powder. Even the two mid-tier swordsmen who wanted to continue their pursuit were forced back by this force.

  The king, who was at the center of this force, was hit again and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew like a cannonball, flying over ten meters away, directly smashing through the window of the house, bringing with it a large amount of wood chips, and crashing into the courtyard outside the hall.

  In the courtyard, many strong swordsmen had already gathered at this moment. Seeing Wang Ting fly out, they were slightly stunned for a moment before quickly understanding the situation. On the spot, they loudly shouted and raised their swords to strike down.

  "Capture him alive if possible! I want to make him suffer so that he cannot survive, nor can he die."

  Gongsun Jianye's voice came out from the great hall again, and his figure also appeared at the entrance of the great hall.

  However, the sword he just made seemed to have triggered the remaining potential in his body. He didn't speak well, but as soon as he spoke, his face turned pale again, and a mouthful of dark red blood had already been spat out. His body was even more shaky, almost falling down, fortunately, two middle-level swordsmen behind him supported him, and he stabilized his body again.

  "Yes!"

  "The time has come to fight for Earl-sama!"

  "Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"

  The five closest swordsmen simultaneously drew their swords, almost sweeping a dense sword shadow. Although Wang Ting judged the trajectory of these swords with his sixth-order spiritual mark in the first time, the severe injuries on his body made it impossible for him to dodge in the first time. In an instant, two more sword wounds were added to his body.

  At this moment, he finally reacted and sprang into action. With a flash of his sword, the formal swordsman in front of him was struck down, his wrist severed along with his sword, falling into the void. Seizing the trajectory of the fallen sword, Wang Ting suddenly kicked out, striking the hilt and sending the sharp blade flying like an arrow towards Gong Sun Jianye at the entrance of the great hall.

  "Not good!"

  "Protect the old master!"

  Two mid-ranking swordsmen beside him shouted loudly and were about to draw their swords to intercept this one.

  "Spiritual Secret Art! Thunder Realm!"

  "Rumble!"

  A violent explosion, at the moment when the two of them wanted to intercept this sword, suddenly resounded in their spiritual world, directly blasting them into a daze.

  No!

  Gongsun Jianye's fear rapidly magnified, and he could barely stand without support. How could he possibly avoid this sword's fatal strike? He was almost staring blankly as the sword shot towards him, piercing his heart, with no way to escape.

  "Hah!"

  Blood splattered everywhere.

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