This was the Military School Sword Spirit!
Ou Rushuang doubted his eyes and his judgment for a moment.
The enormous creature before him was ferocious beyond compare. He had never seen a Sword Spirit take such a strange and terrifying form. Its roar pierced the air like a tiger's, carrying waves of sonic force.
It looked furious, and that fury became scorching heat. For a moment, even the air Ou Rushuang breathed felt like it was burning.
The Black Skull's swordplay was no longer its original, chaotic flailing. Its momentum was fierce, its moves vicious, every strike deadly.
Forced to retreat and widen the distance, Ou Rushuang glanced at his sleeve. A Crimson Flame Crystal Flower that had fallen from the Sword Spirit had set it ablaze, burning away half of it.
His expression darkened, shock churning inside him.
Nangong Sui was a disciple of the Ghost Dao School, so it was one thing for her to have the Yin-Yang School's Star Sea. But now she had summoned a Military School Sword Spirit too!
How many Nine Schools Techniques had she cultivated?!
Could she, like Mei Chengyu, cultivate the techniques of all the Hundred Schools and Nine Streams? Had Old Man Chang taught her all of this?
With Mei Chengyu as precedent, and both of them disciples of Sage Chang Gen, Ou Rushuang easily drew that conclusion. His shock lasted only a moment before he reacted.
A Military School Sword Spirit was formed by gathering Qi. When its Qi dispersed, its form would vanish.
Ou Rushuang recalled the Blood Jade Golden Butterfly clinging to Yu Sui, then retreated to put some distance between them. He tapped the water with his toes and landed on a floating leaf. The Black Skull instantly followed, spinning as it slashed several waves of scorching