Duan Yi and the others' deductions were unknown to neither Nie Yun 1 nor Nie Yun 2. At that moment, they were locked in battle, and it had already reached a fever pitch!
Just as they had guessed, the two used exactly the same moves. Whether it was Moonlit Swordplay or any other technique, there was not the slightest difference. Their moves were dazzling and countless, too much for the eye to take in.
Moreover, the power within their bodies seemed inexhaustible. The shockwaves from their battle swept the entire village flat. With such an output of power, even a true Ruler—not to mention a Half-step Ruler—would have long since run out of breath and become mentally exhausted. Yet the two of them remained full of vigor, without the slightest sign of fatigue!
Clang clang clang clang!
Unable to gain the upper hand in their clash of Moon-Pity Swords, the two had unleashed several hundred more sets of sword techniques during the time Duan Yi and the others had been talking. Every set was earth-shaking; if placed somewhere like the Guixu Sea, it would have been enough to become a sect's ultimate inheritance.
Even with such formidable ultimate moves colliding, neither side could gain an advantage.
"I want to see just how capable you really are!"
Nie Yun 1 let out a long roar. With a flick of his left hand, another sword appeared in his palm. His hands were as nimble as flowers as both swords thrust out simultaneously.
Dual swords!
Heavenly Hand Master Talent!
"Hmph!" Nie Yun 2 did not waste words. His left hand moved as well, and a sword identical to the other's appeared in it.
The dual swords danced, while his left and right hands unleashed entirely different sword moves at the same time. The