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Chapter 88 The Sword Breaks

Seeing Wu Mi coldly scrutinizing him, Wang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and drew his Hundred-Refined Traceless Sword from his waist: "Uncle Jin, this is our territory, why are you running away? I'll defend, you kill! Take care of the younger one first, then deal with him!"

Butler Jin looked at him in surprise, then a hint of warmth appeared in his eyes: "Be careful!"

The opposing Wu fan immediately scoffed, "Trying to defend? I'd like to see how long you can defend! Go!"

He waved his hand, and the several Xuanpo Realm disciples immediately attacked Wang Yan aggressively.

Wang Yan snorted lightly and calmly used the "Tai Chi Four Ounces Deflect a Thousand Pounds" technique, supplemented by the "Defense" spirit, to counter each move.

Deacon Xiao Jin quickly stopped Wu Mi from rushing over: "You've spent a whole day searching for our sect's hidden formation, are you getting impatient?"

As Wu Mi fought him with his sword, he sneered, "So your formations are afraid of fire attacks?"

idiot!

Wang Yan heard it clearly and scoffed inwardly.

The sun was blazing.

The thick smoke from the burning forest had not yet completely dissipated.

The continuous metallic clanging sound, occasionally reflecting intense light, and the powerful sword energy stirred up thick smoke that billowed everywhere, before being quickly drawn into his blade vortex by the Tai Chi energy circle.

He skillfully deflected the enemy's attack, swirling them into the thick smoke, and took the opportunity to slash another enemy.

Discharge, dissolve, reverse cut….

They blocked the attack with a series of semi-circular circles, and even injured the opponent's arm, leaving it covered in blood.

The acrid smoke mixed with the stench of blood caused the men to retreat several meters in shock and anger, panting heavily, their eyes filled with both surprise and fear.

But Wang Yan was also exhausted. With a thought, he activated "Instantaneous Flow of Light," transforming into a stream of light and moving dozens of meters away from them. He was panting and took out a bottle of first-tier recovery pills from his storage bracelet, pouring them directly into his mouth. He felt the relatively sufficient medicinal power rapidly replenishing the Xuan Qi he had consumed.

The consumption is enormous.

Of course, they have a deeper understanding of the Tai Chi sword technique of using force to neutralize force.

The character "生" (life/life) was moved into the inlaid column, releasing warm energy to relieve the fatigue and soreness in his arms.

He then looked warily at the four Xuanpo Realm disciples opposite him.

They also observed the fierce battle between Butler Jin and Wu Mi, who were already fighting in mid-air.

Wu Mi's fighting ability seems to be slightly stronger than Little Jin's.

With a "crack," the steel sword in Deacon Xiao Jin's hand was severed by the Fiery Sword in Wu Mi's hand, and half of the blade flew into the grass not far away.

"Swoosh!" A small strip of cloth was cut off from Deacon Jin's waist. Fortunately, the "defense" character on his robe revealed an earthen-yellow shield that blocked the sword, preventing him from being injured.

Deacon Xiao Jin quickly retreated, his eyes filled with annoyance, and he nervously glanced back at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan's eyes twitched, and he knew he was in trouble.

"Haha..." Wu Mi, suspended in mid-air, wildly brandished his sword and laughed, "Jin Qi Leng, this sword of mine is forged from the toughest extraterrestrial meteorite iron, far superior to your ordinary iron sword!"

The little Jin steward, who had retreated to the ground, snorted coldly, then solemnly flipped his wrist, revealing another fine steel sword. Without uttering a sound, he flew into the air again, leaving a straight, slanted column of smoke, and thrust it directly at the smug Wu Mi.

"Clang clang clang...!" Under the blazing sun, after a series of metallic clanging sounds, there was another slight clatter.

The fine steel sword that Deacon Xiao Jin had just replaced in his hand was once again mercilessly cut in two.

One section of the sword, enveloped by Wu Mi's powerful sword energy, flew diagonally towards Wang Yan on the ground.

The rapidly retreating butler's pupils suddenly contracted, and he exclaimed in alarm, "Watch out!"

"Clang!" Wang Yan used the Tai Chi Seven-Character Deflection Technique to forcefully block the half of the incoming broken sword.

But my arm, which had just recovered, was suddenly jolted and sore again.

"Damn, that's the aftershock of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator's sword energy! Luckily, I have the Seven-Character Tai Chi Divine Power, otherwise I would definitely be injured!"

The four Profound Breakthrough Realm cultivators from the Blazing Fire Sect roared triumphantly, grinning maliciously as they raised their swords and charged at Wang Yan: "Boy, prepare to die!"

Wang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, activated "Fleeting Light" in his mind, and quickly turned around. While leaping towards the little golden steward in mid-air, he threw a piece of Xuan Qi gold paper with "Heavenly Net" written on it at Wu Mi in mid-air.

"Uncle-Master, protect me!"

Deacon Jin flew down from mid-air in a panic, his voice cracking with anxiety: "You have to go...!"

"Too late, let's die together!" The imposing Wu Mi laughed arrogantly, raising his sharp sword to knock away the Xuan Qi gold paper that was thrown at him, and then he fell to the ground as well, viciously killing his way through.

It seemed that the sword energy from a distance was no longer enough to vent his killing intent, so he insisted on killing Wang Yan and Deacon Xiao Jin with his own body.

The sword energy that pierced through the air forced Deacon Xiao Jin to turn around quickly, his brow furrowed as he swiftly released a set of divine runes: "Hundred Steel Defense..."

Wang Yan had already leaped to his side, and with his mind, he took out the extraterrestrial meteorite iron sword from his storage ring and placed it in his hand: "Uncle-Master, this is the Blazing Meteorite Sword."

Deacon Xiao Jin's anxious and worried gaze instantly turned into astonishment. He subconsciously took the sword, drew it, and completed the entire action in one smooth motion.

At this moment, the Xuanqi gold paper that had been smashed away released countless vines that quickly wrapped around Wu Mi, who was flying down from above.

Wu Mi's lunging body was immediately entangled and stopped in mid-air.

"Hmph!" A flash of annoyed red light appeared in Wu Mi's eyes, and a divine script emerged from between his brows: "Burning Fire Vine".

The fierce flames immediately burned off the vines that were wrapped around him.

He was like a ferocious fire god emerging from flames, raising his sword once more and slashing fiercely at Deacon Jin, who was a few steps away.

"Clang!" In the blink of an eye, sparks flew everywhere as Wu Mi's meteorite iron sword was blocked by Deacon Xiao Jin's blazing meteorite sword.

Having separated from Deacon Xiao Jin in time, Wang Yan leaped half a zhang high into the air, then nimbly turned around, landed, raised the Hundred-Refined Traceless Sword, and with a clang, blocked the four Xuanpo Realm cultivators who were chasing after him.

"The Blazing Meteor Sword should be able to block Wu Mi's sword, right? After all, it costs 480,000 points!"

After a dozen or so breaths.

Deacon Xiao Jin and Wu Mi fought further and further apart in mid-air, with the Blazing Meteor Sword still fiercely parrying the extraterrestrial meteorite iron sword in Wu Mi's hand.

The surging sword energy swept across the surrounding bushes, sending them sprawling.

The smoke that had just risen from the ground was also forced to dissipate to the side by the sword energy.

Beyond the two people, a plume of smoke had already formed extending outwards.

Wang Yan was initially delighted, but then his smile faded with worry.

Wu Mi's cultivation was slightly stronger, and his aura was fierce. Although Deacon Xiao Jin tried his best to block, he was still forced to retreat step by step, and several strands of his hair were cut off.

"Uncle Jin still can't beat Wu's fans, I have to find a way to help him!"

While Wang Yan tried his best to deflect and neutralize the attacks from the four Xuanpo Realm disciples opposite him using the seven characters of Tai Chi, he anxiously pondered.

Wu Mi was too fast, and his sword energy was extremely fierce. The ancient trees in this area were all cut in half by the aftershocks.