Along with an angry roar, Master Dehua lunged forward like a ferocious giant dragon and abruptly launched his attack.
His speed was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye his figure had already crossed a full distance of ten zhang!
He abruptly swung his right palm, and a powerful dragon-elephant force swept forth like crashing waves, directly slapping toward Mu Bai's face.
The power of this strike was astonishing. Wherever it passed, fierce winds raged, and the sand and stones on the ground were swept up, blanketing the sky and rushing toward Mu Bai like a dust storm.
However, Mu Bai was not cowed by this terrifying imposing aura.
He lightly tipped his toes against the ground, his figure soaring rapidly backward like a flying swallow.
At the same time, the Qinglin sword in his hand left its sheath like lightning, its tip vibrating slightly.
Mu Bai's sword strike was named Gentle Breeze Arrives, and it was precisely the first form of the Eight Swords of Lightness!
Although the name sounded exceptionally gentle, it concealed endless murderous intent within.
The sword momentum flickered erratically, as untamable and elusive as a gentle breeze. The sword images flashed with a cold glint under the sunlight, streaking across the sky like shooting stars to target Master Dehua's vital points such as his wrist and throat.
Facing this fierce sword strike from Mu Bai, Master Dehua let out a cold snort, clearly not taking it to heart.
His left palm lashed out swiftly, the palm wind roaring like thunder as it violently collided with Mu Bai's sword qi.
In an instant, only a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering loud crash rang out.
The collision between this palm and sword generated an extremely powerful force of genuine qi, spreading outward into the surroundings like an explosion.
Under the impact of this force, the surrounding trees were uprooted one after another, their leaves dancing wildly in the fierce gale.
As for Mu Bai, he relied on this reactive force to retreat swiftly.
Simultaneously, his two feet carved two deep traces into the ground.
Before long, Master Dehua thrust both palms out abruptly, and a powerful force surged forth like a collapsing mountain and overwhelming sea.
Upon his palms, golden dragon patterns flickered in and out of view. Each palm strike was accompanied by a deafening roar of a dragon, resembling a true dragon circling and roaring in midair.
Following the eruption of Master Dehua's palm force, the ground could not bear this massive pressure either, beginning to tremble violently.
Fissures on the earth spread rapidly like a spiderweb, and shattered stones leaped into the air one after another, swept up by that powerful force and racing toward Mu Bai at an astonishing speed like bullets.
Facing this attack that came like a raging storm, Mu Bai's expression turned exceptionally solemn.
The Qinglin sword in his hand danced at blinding speed, crisscrossing sword qi weaving together for a time to form an airtight net of swords.
The moment those flying stones touched the sword net, they were struck as if by a heavy hammer, shattering instantly into countless tiny fragments.
However, Master Dehua's attack did not stop there.
His genuine qi poured forth in an endless stream, and the shattered stones pelted Mu Bai as densely as raindrops.
Not daring to show the slightest negligence, Mu Bai took a deep breath and executed the second form of the Lightness Sword Style: Willow Leaf Drifting.
His sword momentum was like a squall and driving rain, and his sword images were as light as willow leaves, tracing silver arcs through the sunlight.
These arcs looked chaotic and disorderly, but in reality they contained infinite variations, and each arc cleverly evaded Master Dehua's palm force to stab toward his vital acupuncture points from different angles.
Seeing this, knowing that he might not necessarily gain the upper hand if they kept fighting head-on, Master Dehua made a prompt decision and unleashed his ultimate technique, the Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill.
In a flash, a layer of dazzling golden light surged over the surface of his body, shining brightly under the sun and appearing as indestructible as if guarded by a vajra.
Mu Bai's sword qi stabbed fiercely against Master Dehua's body, yet it only left behind shallow white marks, entirely incapable of inflicting substantial harm upon him.
Taking advantage of the moment when Mu Bai's defense revealed an opening, Master Dehua launched a fierce counterattack without a shred of mercy.
His two palms struck out in rapid, continuous successions like lightning, the palm images intertwining under the sun like a golden screen of light that dazzled the eyes.
Facing such a ferocious onslaught, Mu Bai had no choice but to retreat continuously while brandishing the Qinglin sword in his hand, forming an airtight sword curtain before his body to stubbornly withstand Master Dehua's assault.
Yet Master Dehua's palm force was simply too powerful. Every single clash of palm and sword felt like a heavy hammer striking Mu Bai's body, causing his blood to surge turbulently and the webbing between his thumb and forefinger to go numb.
Just as Mu Bai was gradually failing to hold on, Master Dehua sharply captured a fleeting opening.
Seizing this opportunity without hesitation, his right palm heavily slapped Mu Bai's left shoulder with thunderous might.
The power of this strike was immense; Mu Bai felt a force akin to collapsing mountains and churning seas surge over him, instantly blasting him flying away.
He was like a kite with a broken string, losing control in midair before slamming fiercely into a large tree.
With a crisp cracking sound, the large tree collapsed upon impact, dust swirling into the air.
Sunlight pierced through the churning dust, spilling onto Mu Bai's paper-white face. A trace of fresh blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, looking exceptionally shocking.
Yet Mu Bai was not knocked down by this heavy blow.
Enduring the intense pain wracking his body, he climbed unsteadily up from the ground.
A look of resolute determination flashed through his eyes.
The Qinglin sword slowly rotated in his hand, emitting a buzzing sword hum.
As he channeled his internal energy, sword qi gathered at the sword tip like a vortex, forming a cyan halo beneath the sunlight that radiated a heart-palpitating aura.
The third form, Crashing Waves, was like a surging and rolling giant billow, about to whip up raging storms.
With this sword strike, Mu Bai gathered all his body's genuine qi into the sword blade. The sword momentum was as ferocious as crashing waves striking the shore, and its sheer power was enough to leave one tongue-tied.
Seeing this, Master Dehua did not dare to show the slightest negligence in his heart.
He immediately urged the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill within his body once more, gripping his palms tightly as the imposing aura around his entire body escalated like a volcanic eruption. The body that was already glittering with golden light now shone with boundless, dazzling radiance.
A moment later, Mu Bai's sword stance was fully prepared, and streaks of sword qi surged forward like ocean waves!
"Well timed!" Master Dehua shouted angrily, his voice like a great bell and deafening to the ear.
His figure moved like electricity, rushing straight toward Mu Bai in a fierce pounce like a ferocious male lion.
Simultaneously, he thrust both palms out abruptly, the howling palm wind roaring with thunderous might and majestic momentum.
In a flash, the two of them intersected in midair like two shooting stars, colliding together. Sword qi and palm wind intertwined, erupting in a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering loud crash.
Immediately afterward, a massive storm formed abruptly, sweeping outward in all directions with the two of them at the center.
Wherever the storm passed, sand and stones flew and absolute devastation reigned.
Under the impact of this powerful force, the nearby rockery could not bear the burden and collapsed with a crash.
The kicked-up dust rose straight into the clouds like a yellow pillar of smoke, obscuring half the sky.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the dust, casting down bars of golden light that illuminated the entire scene like a dream.
In this world of intersecting light and shadow, the figures of Mu Bai and Master Dehua flickered in and out of view. Every clash between them was like lightning cleaving the night sky, blindingly fast and dazzling to behold.
Though the power of Mu Bai's Crashing Waves sword technique was immense, Master Dehua's Dragon Elephant Divine Skill and Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill complemented one another perfectly—offense and defense harmonized without a single flaw, making it difficult for Mu Bai's offensive to break through.
Suddenly, Mu Bai's body trembled violently as he felt a powerful force smash against his chest, as if threatening to shatter his internal organs to pieces.
His ribs emitted a crackling sound of fracture, and the intense pain left him virtually unable to breathe.
He understood that he had taken another palm strike!
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