"Whew..."
Xu Taiping lowered his body and gently exhaled, then abruptly tightened his grip on the Water-Cutting Blade's hilt. As he stepped forward, he suddenly drew the blade with a shing.
Boom!
The instant he drew his blade, an imperious blade force enveloped the entire Stored Swords Grounds, making the vast grounds tremble.
The disciples watching from the surrounding Cloud Tower stands felt as though they stood on a battlefield of wildly clashing weapons and flying flesh and blood, and their hearts inexplicably clenched.
Even Sword Saint Amon's eyes, which had remained as still as an ancient well, suddenly lit up when he sensed this blade force.
Clang!
Almost at the very instant Xu Taiping drew his blade, Ye Xuan's Fire Dragon Sword, suspended above the Stored Swords Grounds, let out a sword cry and abruptly shot toward him.
From a distance, it looked like a straight line of fire shooting from the west side of the Sword Platform to the east.
Swish!
As the sword cry rang out, Xu Taiping slashed with the long blade in his hand.
Demon-Slaying Blade, Dragon-Slaying Form, Dragon Weeping.
The instant his long blade slashed out, a blade shadow dozens of zhang long cleaved straight toward the Fire Dragon Sword, bearing a tremendous blade force.
Bang!
With a tremendous impact, the flame-shaped Sword Qi surrounding the Fire Dragon Sword abruptly burst apart, its Sword Intent instantly broken.
Just as everyone thought Ye Xuan's sword strike had been defeated-
The Fire Dragon Sword suddenly split into six, becoming six fire-dragon-shaped Sword Shadows that thrust at Xu Taiping from six different directions at once.
Boom!
As a blade cry like a crane's call rang out, Xu Taiping moved so quickly that he seemed like an afterimage, delivering six consecutive slashes at the six Fire Dragon Sword