"Clang!..."
Just as Xu Taiping released his blade intent, Shen Li also summoned his Sect Immortal Sword, sending it soaring straight into the sea of clouds.
"Rumble!"
The next moment, a muffled explosion sounded within the sea of clouds, and streaks of sword light pierced the thick clouds like shafts of light breaking through them, hanging above the Sword-Suppressing Sword Platform.
At the same time, amid two mighty dragon roars, the immense phantoms of two fire dragons wreathed in flames burst through the clouds, coiling and circling above the Sword-Suppressing Sword Platform.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!..."
Accompanied by a series of shrill whistles through the air, the streaks of sword light poured down on Xu Taiping like raindrops.
This was the Falling Cloud Sword, one of Yellow Maple Valley's supreme sword techniques.
Du Ziyin had actually practiced the Falling Cloud Sword as well, but only someone like Shen Li, who had cultivated it to great completion, could turn sword qi into clouds and unleash a storm of sword strikes that left an opponent nowhere to flee.
"Shing!..."
Just as everyone marveled at Shen Li's consummate mastery of the Falling Cloud Sword, Xu Taiping abruptly drew his blade beneath the "raging storm" and slashed at Shen Li with the Demon-Slaying Blade's Chaotic Cicada Stance.
"Zzz!..."
Amid the piercing cries of cicadas, the Chaotic Cicada Stance's hundred-odd blade shadows, each as thin as a cicada's wing, spiraled with the long blade in Xu Taiping's hand, crashing toward Shen Li ahead.
"Boom!..."
Amid a tremendous explosion, the spinning blade shadows of Xu Taiping's Chaotic Cicada Stance tore through the curtain of rain formed by tightly packed sword shadows before Shen Li.
"Swish!"
Before the spectators could react, the hundreds of spinning blade shadows followed the long blade in Xu Taiping's hand and slashed