Xi Xuanji, the Immovable King

An expert's touch revealed all.

Xu Yi had seen Liquid Condensation experts condense baleful intent into weapons, but none had done it as swiftly as Dong Xuanji. Even more terrifying, this weapon of baleful intent seemed almost tangible, radiating a dreadful pressure.

"Thousand Annihilations!"

Dong Xuanji shouted. The giant sword in his palm shot forward, stabbing straight at Xu Yi.

Strangely, the instant Dong Xuanji thrust out his sword, Xu Yi turned on his heel. His body swung around without the slightest pause, and he charged straight toward Ji Lie, who was hurtling toward him.

Dong Xuanji had an exceptionally keen eye. He immediately saw that something was wrong, and his heart sank.

He suddenly realized that Xu Yi's attack on the Son of Heaven of Great Yue might have been a feint. His real target was Ji Lie behind him.

He had reached this conclusion through years of combat experience.

But what he could not understand was why Xu Yi dared to face Ji Lie head-on. In a direct clash like this, could Xu Yi really overcome Ji Lie's Water Gang Sha?

As Dong Xuanji's thoughts raced, Xu Yi wheeled around and met Ji Lie head-on. The two were barely a zhang apart, and rapidly closing the distance.

Ji Lie was overjoyed. "You mongrel! So today's finally your turn!"

He spread his hands, and ten icicles as thin as embroidery needles shot toward Xu Yi's vital points, wrapped in terrifying power.

At such close range, given the dreadful might and astonishing speed of Water Gang Sha, Ji Lie was certain Xu Yi was already a dead man.

To his astonishment, just as his guard dropped, Xu Yi kept charging forward. His hands danced like butterflies flitting through flowers, and the ten needle-thin icicles sank right into his palms.

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