Chapter 873

Meanwhile, Jiang Daoping, Jiang Xingjian, Jiang Beixuan, and Jiang Beixuan all sat down on the deck one after another, looking toward the direction where Jiang Zhiwei was.

After the conflict between the Medicine King Valley and Jiang Chen temporarily subsided.

The two overwhelmingly powerful sword intents in the high sky condensed once more, their might far surpassing what came before!

Jiang Zhiwei gazed at the several figures atop the spirit boat, a hint of unusual color surfacing in her beautiful eyes.

Chen-ge, Yan-ge, Uncle Xingjian, Father........

One familiar face after another, all looking at her with immense expectation!

Reluctantly, she withdrew her gaze and looked once more at Wang Yuhuan in the distance.

In this battle, I absolutely cannot win too slowly, cannot keep everyone waiting!

Sword light flickered in Jiang Zhiwei's eyes, and her entire being seemed to transform into an immortal divine sword at this moment!

She had never once considered the possibility of her own defeat.

So this time, to avoid disappointing her family, she would give it everything she had and end this duel as quickly as possible!!

At the same time, Wang Yuhuan's expression shifted slightly, his gaze sharpening.

Although he wasn't clear on exactly what had happened.

He could still keenly sense that the young girl before him had changed.

Become more fierce, become more powerful, become more unfathomable!

Realizing this, an utterly inconceivable guess suddenly surged up in his heart!

"Could it be that she's been hiding her true strength all along? What she showed earlier was still far from her real power?!"

"What kind of joke is this!"

Wang Yuhuan's face tightened, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

However, before he could sort any of this out, he saw Jiang Zhiwei's figure suddenly vanish!

Not good!

Wang Yuhuan's pupils contracted. He abruptly drew his longsword and, following his instincts, slashed backward!

Clang—

The two swords collided, sparks flying in all directions!

Powerful sword intent surged outward, rippling in waves to spread in every direction, sweeping across the heavens and earth!

Then, Jiang Zhiwei, gripping her three-foot green-edged blade, moved with cold grace and elegance. With a raise of her hand, she transformed into hundreds of sword shadows that thrust forward!

Wang Yuhuan clenched his teeth, focusing completely as he executed his sword techniques, dispelling them one by one!

Beyond the sword shadows came Jiang Zhiwei's figure.

Wang Yuhuan's eyes lit up. He immediately held his sword in one hand, leaped up, and in an instant arrived before his opponent!

Whoosh—

He swung his longsword.

A dazzling cold light bloomed at the sword's tip!

The blade's body also reflected the opponent's slender figure.

However, when the sword's edge was only two fingers' width from Jiang Zhiwei.

He saw her figure suddenly transform into an ethereal streak of sword light.

Seeing his attack miss, Wang Yuhuan did not hesitate for a moment, hurriedly changing direction and explosively retreating backward!

But the moment he had just left, he saw a hundred-zhang sword light appear out of thin air, slashing toward the spot where he had originally been standing.

After missing, it then fell upon a great mountain not far away!

In just an instant, the entire great mountain was sliced clean in two at the waist by the sword light, splitting into two halves, as though it were tofu!

Rumble rumble rumble!!

Dust filled the sky, rubble flew in all directions!

The tremendous booming sound spread across the entire arena, echoing endlessly in everyone's ears!

Wang Yuhuan, who had been secretly rejoicing at having narrowly escaped death, felt a sudden tingling across his scalp upon sensing the commotion below!

He raised his head and stared at the green-robed figure not far away as though he had seen a ghost.