"Clang!"
No sooner had the man in blue robes inside the pavilion spoken than the longsword in his sheath let out a sword cry like a dragon's roar, then shot from its sheath like a silver roaming dragon.
Inside the pavilion, Zhao Linglong's expression darkened at the sight.
"Immortal Sword Dragon Roar... that is Bu Xueting's Life-Bound Flying Sword!"
Hearing this, Fairy Lingyue gave a somewhat helpless smile.
"Then the man in blue robes inside the pavilion must indeed be Bu Xueting."
Ping'an looked even more woebegone.
"Why is it still Bu Xueting? If I'd known, I wouldn't have prayed to the Bodhisattva for protection. I'd have prayed to the Dao Ancestor instead."
As they spoke, Xu Taiping's voice suddenly came from the Spirit Mirror.
"You jest, Senior. I should be the one asking you for instruction!"
With that, Xu Taiping leaped into the air within the Spirit Mirror without the slightest hesitation, bringing his blade down with the force of thunder toward Bu Xueting, who stood inside the Unprincipled Pavilion.
"Clang!"
Bu Xueting merely raised his arm, and the Immortal Sword Longyou gave a sword cry and flew into his hand of its own accord.
Then, without warning, Bu Xueting and the Longyou sword in his hand merged into a streak of sword light that thrust straight toward Xu Taiping's chest.
By the time those watching the Spirit Mirror registered what they saw, the tip of Bu Xueting's longsword was almost touching the skin of Xu Taiping's chest.
"Whoosh!"
But at that moment, when a thousand pounds hung by a thread, Xu Taiping abruptly twisted, slipping around behind Bu Xueting almost flush against the blade.
At the same time, he slashed the bone blade No Edge in his hand toward Bu Xueting's back.
"Clang!"
With another sword cry, Bu