Chapter 262

Although the blade light of Ba Dao had stagnated, Liusheng Piaoxu still felt a sense of mental turmoil, as if she had fallen into a nightmare.

This single thread of blade light was truly too terrifying; it could actually shake her mind.

And this strike also seemed to be beyond the control of Ba Dao himself.

If not for Yu Liancheng blocking this blow, she would likely have been split in two by the blade.

Just like the Embroidered Uniform Guard who had been cleaved in two earlier.

With his Folding Fan bracing the long blade, Yu Liancheng pushed with the momentum, and the long blade folded back.

But Ba Dao was worthy of the name Ba Dao; this move, which could have caused the long blade to backfire on its master, was easily resolved with a flick of his wrist.

Yu Liancheng revealed a slight look of gravity and said indifferently, "A fine Ba Dao. That previous strike could truly be considered the Heavenly Blade in communion, a harmony of yin and yang; it was a strike that dominated the world."

Ba Dao sighed, "Pity, this strike is still far from enough."

"Indeed, this strike still has flaws, which is why I could easily parry it. Moreover, what is too rigid is easily broken; although the blade momentum is strong, it is not enduring."

Yu Liancheng also nodded, his gaze flashing: "And more importantly, your blade is not under your own control. Once the blade is struck, the blade controls the heart, and the person is driven by the blade."

"Good, your eye for detail is excellent, and your martial arts are even better. Today, let us fight to our heart's content." Ba Dao laughed heartily, his spirit soaring.

"There is no need to be in such a hurry to fight. I came to find you because I want to recruit you to join my 'Heaven Beyond Heaven'."

"'Heaven Beyond Heaven'?" Ba Dao's thick, dark brows furrowed.

"A force I established. It lacks experts, so I sought you out," Yu Liancheng said indifferently. "If you join Heaven Beyond Heaven, I might be able to help you with a method to complete that world-shocking strike sooner."

A sharp glint flickered in Ba Dao's eyes as he said, "Good, tell me about it first."

"You are already the number one blade technique master in the world today, and the 'Heartless Slash' you created is also a rare peerless skill. No one can guide you, so every step you take forward can only be explored and felt out by yourself."

Yu Liancheng said indifferently, "But if you could obtain one or two blade techniques more profound than the 'Heartless Slash', you could reflect them against your own martial arts, absorb their essence, and reach a higher level."

Ba Dao snorted coldly, "Easier said than done. Before I retired from the pugilistic world, I had already scoured the world for blade techniques and fused them for my own use. There are indeed a few peerless blade techniques left in the world that could help me, but unfortunately, they are either lost for many years or were destroyed by natural and man-made disasters..."

Yu Liancheng was silent for a moment, then indifferently spat out nine words: "Dominating the World, Three Blades of the Abi Path."

Ba Dao's massive frame could not help but tremble, and his tiger-like eyes shot out astonishing divine light: "You know where these two martial arts are?"

Yu Liancheng nodded and said, "If you agree to join 'Heaven Beyond Heaven' and perform meritorious service, I can hand these two blade manuals to you."

Upon hearing this, Ba Dao sneered, and an awe-inspiring battle intent pressed directly toward Yu Liancheng: "Good, since that is the case, you and I should fight even more."

Yu Liancheng raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, why is that?"

"Heaven is first, and I am second. I have always been accustomed to being overbearing and cannot stand being constrained. Since the blade techniques are in your hands, I will just defeat you and then force the location of the blade techniques out of you. Why would I need to join your bullshit Heaven Beyond Heaven?"

Ba Dao grinned, his long blade held horizontally in the air, the blade tip pointing directly at Yu Liancheng: "If you want me to do things for you, unless you defeat me fair and square, thoroughly and completely, there is absolutely no second way. Make your move!"

With every word he spoke, his momentum seemed to rise by a notch. When the last three words were finished, his whole person was sharp and exposed; an invisible, sharp aura broke through the air, incomparably fierce.

"Heaven is first, and you are second? Hehehehe." Yu Liancheng suddenly laughed as well, his tone seemingly carrying a hint of mockery: "Forgot to tell you, one of my nicknames is 'Heavenly Father'. My dear grandson, if you don't listen, your grandfather will be very angry."

The veins on Ba Dao's forehead jumped. He stepped forward, his voice like a thunderclap: "Good brat, daring to take advantage of me, Ba Dao. Today I will let you know how powerful I am."

At the moment he stepped out, Ba Dao's body had undergone an incredible change.

It was as if a thunderous sound had exploded within his body, and his already tall and burly frame swelled up with a boom.

The steel-hard muscles, coiled like dragons, stretched his clothes, and every muscle radiated immense power. A massive momentum rolled out, strong to the extreme.

This hard-body skill was something he had cultivated in recent years, and combined with his blade technique, it was even more complementary and peerlessly fierce. Although that strike was not yet complete, he did not fear any expert in the world, except for the Iron-Gall Divine Marquis.

"Brat, watch the blade!"

Amidst a thunderous, lightning-like roar, Ba Dao slashed out with his blade.

This strike was not the previous Heavenly Light Single Blade of yin and yang communion, but a strike full of dominance, ferocity, heartlessness, and arrogance.

As the blade slashed out, the blade light tore through the air for several zhang, and the air was also swept up by this strike; the momentum was terrifying to the extreme, as if it could cleave the wind and clouds. Under the heavens, I fear there is no other strike as overbearing and as resolute as this.

If it could be said that Ba Dao had held back when dealing with the Embroidered Uniform Guard and Liusheng Piaoxu earlier.

Then he had now completely transformed into the Ba Dao of the past who dominated the winds and clouds and laughed proudly over his territory.

Heartless and selfless, overbearing and strong.

As for why it was not the previous hazy and boundless Heavenly Blade.

It was only because that strike not only consumed essence, energy, and spirit, but was also uncontrollable and prone to backfiring on its master.

Yu Liancheng moved his body, skimming lightly, and had already skimmed several zhang to the left. Where he had stood before, the ground was Broken, and a blade mark several zhang long had appeared.

"Wait outside, it's too dangerous here." Yu Liancheng lifted Liusheng Piaoxu's chin, kissed her cherry lips lightly, and turned to use his fan to block the blade that came slashing horizontally with a "clang".

Liusheng Piaoxu stared blankly at Yu Liancheng's back with her beautiful eyes. For some reason, her heart jumped violently, like a deer bumping around.

It was even faster than when Yu Liancheng kissed her for the first time.

Clang!

The Folding Fan and the long blade clashed once more, sparks flying everywhere, and the airflow surged and vented in all directions.

The strong wind blew Liusheng Piaoxu's waterfall-like long hair into the air. She rolled her sleeves, and the oil-paper umbrella placed to the side flew into her palm.

She looked at Yu Liancheng again, her pearly teeth biting her cherry lips slightly, her moth-like brows furrowed, but she quickly unfolded her movement technique, and her graceful figure drifted toward the outside of the Mountain God Temple.

The heavy rain filled the sky.

The cold wind whistled.

Liusheng Piaoxu stood in the heavy rain and cold wind holding the paper umbrella. She suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness and could not help but tighten her body. Her beautiful eyes looked at the Mountain God Temple, which was swaying in the wind and rain, feeling increasingly worried.

She saw that from the crumbling Mountain God Temple, a blade light of extreme ferocity shot out from time to time, rushing toward the sky. A series of muffled, thunder-like collision sounds rang out, which still possessed a heart-shaking power even in the rainy night.

For some reason, Liusheng Piaoxu had already developed feelings of worry and anxiety.

On ordinary days, she clearly wished that person would be cut into a thousand pieces and torn apart by five horses, but now she was actually worrying for him.

"I must defeat him with my own hands. Before that, I will not allow him to lose to others, and I will not allow him to die at the hands of others. Yes, it must be like this."

Boom!

Just as Liusheng Piaoxu's thoughts were turning, the Mountain God Temple finally could not withstand the tossing of these two supreme experts and collapsed with a boom. Before the collapse, the roof of the temple suddenly broke open a large hole, and two figures rushed out from the large hole.

Liusheng Piaoxu's spirits lifted; she gathered her power into her eyes and looked toward the two figures in the night sky.

The torrential rain did not cease, but at a distance of three zhang from where the two were fighting, it was already being forced away by their fierce, sharp energy.

Tyrant Blade brandished his long blade, slashing out with the force of a thunderbolt; it was overbearing and peerless, every strike a move that dominated the world.

Yu Liancheng danced a Folding Fan wildly in his palm; that small Folding Fan changed infinitely in his hands, scattering a sky full of black light. No one could describe the speed of his strikes, nor could anyone describe the exquisite subtlety of the Folding Fan's moves.

In an instant, the two had fought dozens of moves over the ruins.

Suddenly, Yu Liancheng flipped his palm, and a surging palm force like a gale passing through the border swept across.

Clatter!

The roof tiles on the ruins were swept into the palm force, instantly pulverized into dust, and then integrated into the palm momentum, charging toward Tyrant Blade like an angry dragon.

A light sharper than any divine weapon flashed in Tyrant Blade's eyes; he let out a wild roar, showing not the slightest intention to retreat, and slashed out with a ribbon-like blade light. Wherever the blade light passed, the air was forced to surge toward both sides like waves.

In a flash, the blade light and palm force clashed, colliding incessantly; the two streams of energy surged back and forth within a small space, as if wanting to turn this area into chaos.

Boom!

The two masses of energy exploded, sending energy flying horizontally. All the roof tiles were pulverized in an instant, and the rainwater was scattered in all directions, pitting the ground with countless holes; its force was by no means inferior to any powerful bow or crossbow.

After this exchange, Yu Liancheng wore a smile and lightly swayed his Folding Fan, looking like a gentleman of a corrupt age, his body still not stained by a single drop of rain.

Yet Tyrant Blade could not help but retreat several steps; his eyes still held a look of astonishment, and it was unclear whether the liquid on his forehead was cold sweat or rain.

He suddenly discovered that his opponent's martial arts were far more brilliant than he had imagined.

In the exchange with Yu Liancheng, apart from that blade move of Yin-Yang interchange, Tyrant Blade had already exhausted all his skills, yet not only could he not do anything to his opponent, he was forced to retreat step by step.

Yu Liancheng said indifferently, "You are no match for me; surrender quickly. Right now, I can still appoint you as the 'Second Heavenly Blade,' but if you still don't know what's good for you and get defeated by me, then I can only let you be the 'Fourth Heavenly Grandson'."

Tyrant Blade let out a long roar toward the sky, the sound actually shaking the rain to swirl and fly backward for ten zhang. His fighting spirit grew even stronger, his arrogance soaring: "Come! I can lose, but I will never surrender or admit defeat."

"Good, I will grant your wish. Three more moves, and I will defeat you in three moves. If I cannot win in three moves, I will admit defeat." Yu Liancheng's gaze turned sharp; with a 'snap,' he opened his fan, and a chilling True Qi penetrated into the "Peach Blossom Beauty Fan," which he fanned lightly.

Whoosh!

A mass of falling rainwater suddenly swirled, solidifying into crystal-clear ice beads that emitted a chilling aura.

With another wave of the fan, those ice beads struck out, covering the sky and earth; they flickered with cold light in the rainy night, enveloping Tyrant Blade from all sides.

This move, "Condensing Rain into Beads, Ice Rain Filling the Sky," was already enough to kill most experts in the Edo, but this was only the first move.

Yu Liancheng flicked his wrist, and the open Folding Fan flew out. At the moment it flew out, sharp edges suddenly emerged from the tips of a dozen fan ribs.

It turned out that there were hidden mechanisms in the fan ribs, and a sharp short blade could be ejected from each one.

The Folding Fan danced, the short blades flashing with a brilliant light, forcing away the rain and killing from incredible angles, making it impossible to guard against.

This was the second move.

Bang!

Yu Liancheng's feet erupted with immense power, the ground collapsed, and he soared into the sky like a divine dragon. Rolling Qi and Blood permeated the air, and his whole body radiated a scorching temperature, like a moving volcano; the rainwater within a radius of three zhang was suddenly evaporated. He followed closely behind the Folding Fan, reached out his palm, curled his five fingers into a fist, and struck out.

This was the third move, and also the final move.

In an instant, the three peerlessly dangerous moves attacked Tyrant Blade one after another.

Tyrant Blade knew that success or failure lay in these three moves. He shouted angrily, swinging his long blade horizontally; the blade light swept out like a wild dragon and poured down like mercury. His blade technique was not just overbearing and ruthless, and in terms of the subtlety of his moves, it was by no means inferior to any expert.

The blade light flashed.

The countless ice beads had already fallen to the ground, each one sliced in half.

Although he blocked this strike, Tyrant Blade's face turned pale, and his Qi and Blood surged incessantly.

Next, he swung another blade, wanting to strike the incoming Folding Fan.

But just at the moment he was about to strike the Folding Fan, it turned strangely, circling behind him like a flash of light.

Tyrant Blade was worthy of being called Tyrant Blade; experienced in a hundred battles, at this critical moment, he twisted his waist and followed through with a horizontal slash.

It was a pity that his speed was still a beat slow; although he struck the Folding Fan and shifted its trajectory, it still took away a piece of flesh from his waist.

At this moment, Tyrant Blade had no time to care about this tearing pain.

Yu Liancheng's third move had arrived.

Swish!

A subtle blade light bloomed from the battle blade; the barely visible line of blade light was brilliant and stunning.

This blade seemed to contain vibrant life, yet it also seemed to announce the destruction of all things.

Tyrant Blade finally unleashed his most powerful blade move.

Liusheng Piaoxu had seen this blade light for the second time, yet her hair still stood on end, and a chill crept from the soles of her feet to her Heavenly Spirit.

Yet Yu Liancheng's fist, carrying peerless energy like a mountain and a thunderclap, struck out without dodging or evading.

The fist collided with the thin line of blade light.

There was no earth-shattering momentum.

Everything was calm and composed.

Because they had both completely restrained the power of this strike, not allowing the slightest bit to leak out.

After a momentary stagnation, the blade light suddenly shattered.

The remaining force of the fist continued unabated, striking heavily on Tyrant Blade's chest.

Tyrant Blade was instantly sent flying seven or eight zhang by the immense force, spitting blood incessantly.

Yu Liancheng put his hands behind his back, calm and composed, and said with a disdainful gaze, "You lost. From now on, you are the 'Fourth Heavenly Grandson' of the 'Heaven Beyond Heaven'."

Liusheng Piaoxu breathed a light sigh of relief, but suddenly her brows furrowed slightly. She saw that on Yu Liancheng's hand behind his back, drops of fresh blood were flowing out. She blinked, but the blood then disappeared.

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