Chapter 228

It was none other than the Third Young Master of the Divine Sword Shanzhuang, hailed as the "Number One Swordsman of Great Ming"—Xie Xiaofeng!

The other figure wore a robe of blood-red brocade and held a bizarre demonic blade curved like a new moon.

His face was strikingly handsome yet eerie, his eyes filled with wicked charm and wild arrogance, while his body radiated a demonic and killing aura that made hearts tremble!

It was as if he were an unparalleled Demon Lord stepping out of the Nine Nether Hells, intending to drag the entire world into endless darkness!

This person was the master of the Full Moon Shanzhuang, famous throughout the Wu Lin for his strange and unpredictable demonic blade technique—Ding Peng!

Xie Xiaofeng! Ding Peng!

These two were the very apex of the Great Ming Wu Lin in the present day!

Their strength had long surpassed that of ordinary Grand Masters; some even claimed they had touched the threshold of the legendary Immortal Realm on solid ground!

They were, without doubt, among the strongest beneath the Immortal Realm!

They... they had actually come?! And they had been hiding in the shadows all along?!

Those remnants of the Zhongmen Sect who had just narrowly survived Brother Ning Chuan's thunderous methods.

Upon seeing the appearance of these two legendary supreme masters of the sword and blade paths.

Flames of hope instantly reignited in their eyes!

They believed that with these two senior experts intervening, they could surely subdue the arrogant flood dragon before them!

The members of the Ming Cult on Bright Peak froze again, their hearts filled with caution.

But they felt no fear whatsoever.

For they believed their Island Lord Ning was invincible!

Xie Xiaofeng's sharp eyes fixed tightly on Brother Ning Chuan, who hovered in mid-air, as he spoke calmly:

"Island Lord Ning, what profound cultivation, what domineering methods! I, Xie, am in awe!"

Though his tone carried a hint of admiration, what dominated it was the excitement and battle intent of meeting an equal!

Ding Peng merely snorted, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light, and said directly:

"Why talk so much nonsense! Xie Xiaofeng, let us join forces and slay this evil dragon today!"

"The Yitian Sword in its hand shall be yours!"

"As for the Dragon-Slaying Treasure Blade, it shall be mine!"

He was clearly covetous of the Yitian Sword in Brother Ning Chuan's possession, as well as the Dragon-Slaying Blade brought by Zhang Wuji earlier!

Hearing this, everyone suddenly understood!

So these two legendary supreme masters of the sword and blade paths had also come for the divine weapons!

Moreover, it seemed they had already conspired long ago to join forces against Brother Ning Chuan!

Brother Ning Chuan looked at these two supreme experts before him, whose auras were powerful and battle intent piercing the sky.

In those pale golden dragon eyes, there remained only indifference and coldness, devoid of any emotion.

It was as if, in his eyes, these two so-called "Number One Swordsman of Great Ming" and "Master of the Demonic Blade" were merely two slightly stronger ants.

Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng exchanged a glance, hesitating not a bit further!

Both let out a furious shout simultaneously, driving their internal power to its utmost limit!

"Divine Sword Unmatched! Sword Qi of the Yangtze!"

The black iron sword in Xie Xiaofeng's hand emitted a clear, resonant sword cry!

A terrifying sword qi, a hundred zhang long, dazzling and brilliant as if capable of severing the galaxy, slashed horizontally across the sky, descending straight upon Brother Ning Chuan's head!

Where the sword qi passed, space seemed to tear apart, emitting bursts of ear-splitting sonic booms!

"Demonic Blade Devours the Soul! Blood Moon in the Sky!"

The bizarre demonic blade in Ding Peng's hand, curved like a new moon, simultaneously erupted with eerie blood-red light!

A blood-red blade light, equally a hundred zhang long and filled with wicked charm and killing aura, struck horizontally at Brother Ning Chuan's waist as if cleaved from the netherworld, carrying a soul-stealing demonic nature!

Where the blade light passed, the air seemed dyed with a layer of blood, sending shivers down the spine!

The combined strike of these two supreme experts possessed a terrifying momentum several times stronger than that of an ordinary Grand Master of the Jiuzhuanda Sect!

It had even vaguely touched the threshold of the Immortal Realm on solid ground!

It was enough to make any Grand Master despair!

The members of the Ming Cult on Bright Peak, witnessing this world-destroying attack 387, were all so terrified they turned deathly pale, their hearts and livers shattered!

They had no doubt that if these two strikes landed on Bright Peak, they would level the entire mountain top!

Yet, facing this combined strike capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Brother Ning Chuan's massive flood dragon body remained hovering in mid-air, utterly motionless!

A faint disdain flashed within those pale golden dragon eyes.

He slowly opened his blood-red maw, filled with sharp teeth!

A black energy, more terrifying and condensed than any previous time, and brimming with extreme destructive aura, rapidly coalesced within his mouth!

Heavenly Thunder Dragon Breath!

Moreover, it was the Heavenly Thunder Dragon Breath, enhanced further by his deeper comprehension of thunder power!

"Aaaah—!!!!!"

Accompanied by a Long Yin that shook heaven and earth!

A terrifying dragon breath, thick and immense, of deep ink-black color, entwined with countless golden thunder snakes, gushed violently from Brother Ning Chuan's mouth like the waters of the Nine Nether River flooding upward, or divine thunder descending from the Nine Heavens!

Defying heaven and surging upward!

It crashed violently against the hundred-zhang sword qi descending from the sky and the blood-red blade light striking at his waist!

"Boom—!!!!!!!"

A thunderous roar, louder and more terrifying than any before, as if capable of utterly destroying the entire world, suddenly exploded high in the Nine Heavens!

The entire Bright Peak, and even the Kunlun Mountain Range within a hundred li, seemed to tremble violently beneath this terrifying energy storm!

The cloud layer within the sky was instantly shattered!

On the ground, countless hideous fissures cracked open!

That invincible hundred-zhang sword qi, and that demonic blood-red blade light.

Upon contacting that black dragon breath imbued with the might of Lei Ting.

They were, as if meeting their nemesis, unable to withstand even a single breath!

They were forcibly blasted apart, torn, and pulverized by that ferocious power of Lei Ting and that overwhelmingly domineering demonic power!

Transforming into a sky full of energy fragments, scattering in all directions!

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The divine sword Xie Xiaofeng and the demonic blade Ding Peng were struck as if by lightning simultaneously, spouting blood from their mouths like it was worthless!

They felt an indescribably terrifying force, passing through the invisible sound waves and energy impact, hammering fiercely upon their divine souls and internal organs!

Their protective body aura, before this force, was as fragile as thin paper, instantly torn apart!

The expressions on both their faces instantly turned as pale as paper, their eyes filled with unbelievable shock and despair!

They never expected that their combined full-power strike would be... would be so easily neutralized by the opponent?!

Moreover, they were so severely injured by the opponent's Yu Bo?!

Just how terrifyingly unfathomable had this flood dragon's strength become?!

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence once more!

Everyone was completely stunned by the sight before them, as if gods and demons had descended!