Wringing the Sword Dry, Crippling an Arm to Drive the Dragon Away; Breaking the Formation and Raising the Halberd to Shake the Sword Gate

After much thought,

Jianlongzi was certain Zhao Cheng must know another kind of heretical sword art. He just needed to feed it moves with his own sword techniques.

That thought put his mind considerably at ease.

But just then, Zhao Cheng appeared again.

This time, Zhao Cheng wasted no words and simply told him to use a new sword technique.

Jianlongzi was already numb to it. He also felt he had seen through Zhao Cheng's intentions, so he was no longer quite so terrified.

Since they both wanted something from each other, he could buy himself time for as long as possible.

Once he made it back within the bounds of the Sword Hut, this fiend's days would be numbered!

"Dew Condensing Sword Soul Splitting Cold Sky!"

"Don't bring out such a sword technique to make a fool of yourself..."

Pfft!

Zhao Cheng flicked out a finger. True Essence bore down like a mountain, snapping one of Jianlongzi's arms on the spot.

Jianlongzi cried out in pain. His face changed drastically, and the fear that had subsided in his numb, calm heart surged up again.

Overcome by a powerful sense of unease, he didn't dare hold back. With his other, uninjured arm, he unleashed one of the few ultimate techniques he had left.

"Sleeve Coiling Cloud Snake Swallowing Bright Moon!"

As soon as the sword appeared, countless white serpents seemed to pour from his sleeve. They blotted out the sky, surging upward in a rolling torrent, as though they meant to swallow Zhao Cheng like the moon.

This sword held not only Sharpness and overwhelming force, but also a ruthless drive to devour heaven and earth.

It was every bit as powerful as Cloud Sea Swallowing Edge.

Zhao Cheng gained another insight.

[Watching another's sword technique has given you an