of Hu Shaomeng. Back then, Hu Shaomeng had used illusions to keep him in Jiac City, preventing him from participating in the contest for the Heavenly Azure Cloud Sheep.Where is the personHis mind rac...When it comes to combat, Jiang Wang would never hesitate.

Almost as soon as Zhang Yong took a step, he drew his sword and lunged forward.

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A glint of longing flashed across Chang Xiangsi's blade, drawing a straight line before Zhang Yong.

Though a scholar fell into poverty, he did not change his flamboyant ways.

Ten years of down and out, one stroke of revenge!

This is Jiang Wang's sword, the "Downfallen Noble's Sword", honed after ten years of mastering the Ten Swords of Zhaoyu.

When the sword is drawn, its cold light still flickers. When a person approaches, the cold light disappears.

And that line...had already fallen in front of Zhang Yong.

A single line can determine life and death.

But at this moment, Zhang Yong's eyes suddenly widened!

That was an eye as dark as midnight.

He stared at the line, his eyes masking all emotion, staring at the line.

The night in their eyes passed quickly.

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And as the night in his eyes flowed past, the horizontal line that Jiang Wang had slashed out simply vanished.

As if already... melted into the night!

Jiang Wang, this is no ordinary sword!

Even if it's not as powerful as Chao Yu's peak state, the Ten Years of Hidden Blade One Strike, its killing power has skyrocketed, far surpassing the earlier single sword.

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This sword, if facing Lei Zhanyan, Lei Zhanyan would only be able to resist with the use of his Lei Xi, and it wouldn't be an easy feat.

Jiang Wang grasped his sword, fully prepared. Facing Zhang Yong, whom he hadn't encountered in some time and whose abilities were unknown, he unleashed the newly perfected penetrating strike. While it wasn't a guaranteed victory, he had a certain level of confidence.

But it was so easily "melted" away.

Zhang Yong's pupil technique is completely different from what he displayed during the battle at Yunwu Mountain.

But Jiang Wang, of course, wouldn't shrink back.

His first strike failed to land, his hand trembled not at all. With a single step, he crushed the azure clouds within this tiny space.

He strolled over to Zhang Yong's side with an air of leisurely grace.

And then, he leaned forward, his gaze turning sharp in an instant. The air of ease vanished, replaced by a posture that radiated pressure, the tip of his sword pointed directly at the man's waist.

This sword was forged for a veteran in his twilight years, to bravely fight and die alone.

Zhang Yong also shifted her gaze, this time meeting Jiang Wang's eyes.

Although Jiang Wang deliberately avoided looking into his eyes, he was still easily caught by Zhang Yong's gaze.

Yes.

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This feeling...

It was like her gaze had solidified, becoming tangible and controlled by Zhang Yong's eyes. Their two gazes then connected.

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... nearly as impressive as Wang Ao's punch shattering Blood King's gaze!

Of course, this doesn't mean Zhang Yong can have the same strength as Wang Ao. After all, Jiang Wang is far from comparable to the Blood King. But pupil techniques are inherently better at manipulating vision, and his pupil technique has indeed reached a realm that is difficult to measure.

Jiang Wang's eyes were met with darkness.

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It was an endless, profound night. A distant fear spread in the boundless expanse.

This is a test.

The sword is still in hand, the sword intent still gathering, but the opponent has vanished!

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This is not Bob Zhao's invisibility, not a light being extinguished and falling into darkness. It is a direct action on the spiritual level of "darkness".

You have eyes but cannot see.

And Jiang Wang took a step forward, resolutely walking into the darkness!

Arahant's heavenly appearance, open!

As the gaze enters the night, the mind that is affected by the eyes also falls into the night.

But hearing is in reality!

All voices come to me, I hear them all!

In the darkness of the world, only the two beating hearts. Their sound was so clear.

Only the two of them breathing, each calm, but flowing into my ears.

Jiang Wang remained composed, drawing his long sword and executing another brilliant move, leaving the opponent defeated.

Without the prior buildup of holding the sword hidden, this sword's essence is naturally inferior to before.

But facing Zhang Yong, who might be involved in the assassination plot against Lord Qi, Jiang Wang was determined not to show any mercy.

Zhong Xuan's reminder echoed in his ears, he suspected that the other party was intentionally waiting here today, deliberately welcoming him.

In this Guogong Temple, the atmosphere is solemn and peaceful. After all, being in Taimiao can make people relax their guard.

It can be both a place for the emperor and not, with no powerful beings watching over it.

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Upon further thought... it's truly a very suitable place.

He did something wrong to Cui Zhu, leaving Cui Zhu with no choice but assassination. The forces behind Cui Zhu would inevitably resent him. So the possibility of finding an opportunity to assassinate him is not nonexistent.

So this time, the sword of longing had a wisp of frost-colored aura swirling around it!

When the sword rises, life and death hang in the balance, the wind of disorder blows and extinguishes ten thousand lifetimes.

Jiang Wang's sword strike was already a fatal blow, but it wasn't just that.

In the Second Inner Palace, black and white light also flashed.

Since there are only two of us facing each other, let me see our parting ways of life and death!

From the flow of blood, the collision of muscles, and the surging of qi, all the audible information indicated that Zhang Yong had seven options at this time.

And the wrong path set him on a left turn!

Jiang Wangjian's sword style remained unchanged, still pressing down on his opponent with the might of a fallen scholar. However, Bu Zhou Feng rose from beside the sword, silently forming a killing nail, aiming it straight for the right side!

It should be over...

At this level of combat, one wrong move could mean the difference between life and death.

...judge from the sounds received from the Arhats' celestial forms.

The opponent is advancing!

The wrong path has failed!

A terrifying thought arose in Jiang Wang's mind.

This was enough to make many cultivators lose their minds on the spot. The path they relied on, which should have been successful at this crucial moment, had no effect!

But this did not affect Jiang Wang's fighting.

He believes in the wrong path, but he believes even more in himself.

Almost instinctively, he drew his sword back. With a youthful and reckless move, he struck straight forward!

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This is the most ostentatious and arrogant sword technique among all human swords.

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In such a time, it most clearly shows Jiang Wang's courage!

A young man who is not reckless is not a true young man!

The sound of the longsword piercing flesh.

What surprised Jiang Wang more than any other result was...

Zhang Yong, who today demonstrated powerful combat strength, terrifying eye techniques, and the ability to remain unaffected by distractions.

He was actually pierced straight through the heart by this sword!

In Zhang Yong's labored, wheezing breaths, the night dissipated.

Jiang Wang met her head-on.

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Looking at Zhang Yong's face, which had instantly turned pale.

A realization dawned on Jiang Wang's mind.

Zhang Yong had already made up his mind; today, he was going to die here.

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He did not know about Jiang Wang's divine abilities in advance, nor could he ignore the influence of the wrong path.

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At that moment, his body indeed had options. They were the numerous choices a strong fighter instinctively sets as defaults during combat.

In his heart, there was only one choice.

As long as he just dies, only seeking death, then the wrong path will be invalidated!

But... why

Wasn't he hiding here as a comrade of Cui Zhu

Why would you choose to die by your own sword

Jiang Wang had many questions in his heart.

And Zhang Yong's body suddenly began to disintegrate!

Like Cui Zhu of the day before yesterday, utterly broken!

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A colossal warning sign arose, Jiang Wang directly drew his long sword, shattered the Azure Cloud Mark, and retreated rapidly!

He almost took a step and retreated back to the entrance of the shrine.

But Zhang Yong, whose body and soul were already beginning to disintegrate, did not pursue.

"Hee hee hee, hee hee hee."

He just spat blood, smiling so painfully.

He didn't seem as resolute as Cui Zhu, so his disintegration wasn't fast.

His hand began to disintegrate from his fingertips.

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And he looked at his vanishing hand with sorrowful eyes.

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Jiang Wang had originally decided to withdraw from the Huanguo Hall and go to the Temple of the Emperor to gather reinforcements. But for some unknown reason, he slowed his pace.

"You see, you are kind."

Zhang Yong raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Wang, who had retreated to the doorway. She smiled inexplicably: "You still have compassion for me."

“I don't quite understand.” At this moment, Jiang Wang’s feeling was one of confusion. If Zhang Yong had come to the Hall of Protecting the Country today on behalf of Cui Zhu’s forces to seek revenge against him, why hadn’t he made a move in this state This should be his strongest state, and also his last chance.

He asked, "Why is this"

"Why…", Zhang Yong whispered. "Yes, why"

His expression was so melancholy.

Jiang Wangming didn't know his true identity, his story, or what he wanted to do.

But for some reason I don't know.

...actually quite touched!

(In February, we achieved great results. I also racked up a huge debt...)

But we have come so far, through such hardship, how can we stop now

This is not the end!

So in March, I will continue to work hard! Keep fighting!

Because of last month's lessons, and the fact that I'm still lacking in strength and owe over a hundred chapters to be updated...

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