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The same sword intent, the same artistic conception—no wonder one had once been founded by the Sword Slave and the other by the Dao Lord! They each shared certain similarities, and they were connected to each other as well. Li Poxiao used the Cloud Court Sword Shadow, while in the Sword Immortal of Fleeting Years that Li Poxiao wielded, he had likewise painted a scene with his sword, creating the Cloud Court Immortal Pavilion!
Two enormous and magnificent palace complexes piled atop each other. Li Xiangru had yet to move, while Li Poxiao had likewise compressed his Sword Qi to the extreme. The two situations made it seem as though an Immortal Venerable were facing a Sword Immortal of Fleeting Years!
Li Xiangru stood high above, his long sword pointed at his opponent as he silently recited an incantation. His surging Sword Qi burst out behind him like eight flapping wings!
Li Poxiao stood beneath the steps of the pavilion. Because he had deliberately compressed his Sword Qi, not even a golden gleam could be seen on his body. Beneath his azure Daoist robes, he seemed to possess nothing more than an ordinary mortal's body. Yet the Indestructible Divine Sword he gripped firmly made me feel a suffocating pressure!
If I had to say which of the two was more dangerous, I would choose the Li Poxiao who kept his strength sheathed without hesitation!
Boom!
The two points, one above and one below, instantly connected into a straight line and slammed into each other! Their long swords collided, sending the surrounding palace towers crashing down one after another. Countless scenes were blasted flying by them! The situation immediately fell into a stalemate!
Li Xiangru's sword was domineering beyond compare. As expected of one born from the Ancient Immortal Dao,