With the Moon-Pity Sword as her support, Yan Yaxin turned the tables and pulled herself out of her disadvantage.
One Sword Breaks Dust—she seemed to know only this one move. Whenever she reached a critical moment, she used it to resolve the crisis.
When masters sparred, it was impossible for a battle spanning thousands of moves to repeat itself. Once a move was repeated, the opponent could predict it in advance and use other methods to break it apart.
Although One Sword Breaks Dust was a move Nie Yun had created in the Six Paths of Heaven and Earth, it actually accorded with the Heavenly Dao and possessed immense power. Moreover, neither of them had the insight needed to break this move. Though Yan Yaxin used it several times in succession, Piaoluozi still could not withstand it.
"Damn it! Do you know nothing but this one move?"
Even after buying a new weapon, he still could not win. Their weapons had barely even clashed, and the more Piaoluozi thought about it, the angrier he became, shrieking in rage.
He had thought that, weapon in hand, he could settle old scores to his heart's content and make the other party lose all face. Never had he expected that he still could not defeat her, and was even forced back step by step.
"Enough! What are you doing?"
Just as the two were locked in an inseparable battle, a reprimanding voice rang out. A figure then strode over.
It was an old man who looked to be around sixty, yet he had maintained himself remarkably well. His face glowed with vigor, and his Essence, Qi, and Spirit were full, without the slightest sign of decline or leakage.
"Old Master!"
At the sight of him, both Piaoluozi and Yan Yaxin were startled. Though