Transcending the Nine Heavens

Dong Wushang roared wildly, his entire body leaping up, holding the blade with both hands, and striking down like thunder!

The man panicked and retreated, but this strike was overwhelmingly powerful, covering his path forward and backward. There was no way but to take it head-on!

He let out a loud shout, raising his sword to meet the attack. At the same time, he felt an endless regret in his heart: he was much stronger in cultivation than this guy, but he never expected the opponent's big blade and swordsmanship to be so abnormal. In a direct confrontation, he found himself in such a dire situation!

If he had chosen to evade, with his decades of experience and cultivation, he could have exhausted this blade emperor!

But he relied on his higher cultivation and strong Divine Sword, choosing to clash head-on, challenging the opponent's strongest point.

This was truly a self-inflicted calamity.

In front of everyone, the blades collided fiercely! With a loud crash, the long sword actually shattered, like breaking a piece of glass, scattering into countless tiny fragments.

The man let out a miserable scream, thrown out by the immense force! Blood gushed from his seven orifices, his eyes still holding an expression of disbelief.

"This... how is this possible?!!"

Everyone who witnessed this scene, including the expert from the Ao Clan who was rushing over, wore expressions of utter disbelief.

Others might not know, but how could the Ao Clan members be unaware? The person who had fought was Ao Tiankong's trusted expert, a sworn brother, named Wu Feng.

That sword was Wu Feng's heirloom, called the 'Mysterious Steel Flying Snow Sword,' forged from the refined Mysterious Steel within Star Iron, incredibly sharp and indestructible. Its sturdiness was unmatched among all weapons of the Ao Clan, making it Wu Feng's greatest trump card.

Because of this sword, even though Wu Feng's strength was not the highest, he had always been an object of envy for others.

But this was a family heirloom, and others could only envy it.

Wu Feng's action this time also had the intention of avenging Ao Fengyun, the son of Ao Tiankong.

Who could have imagined that such a divine weapon would be brutally shattered by Dong Wushang in this confrontation?

Everyone was caught completely off guard!

Dong Wushang let out a long howl, his powerful body soaring up, taking three large strides in the air, and bellowed: "Blade falls, heartless heaven!"

A bolt of black lightning struck down fiercely!

Wu Feng was already lost in spirit, his five organs damaged, having lost even the strength to move. Facing this overwhelming strike, he had no room to evade, only able to await his demise.

The blade's wind was cold and fierce, despair showed in Wu Feng's eyes.

The person rushing over was already within three zhang, but Dong Wushang's eyelids didn't even flinch, still delivering his "blade falls, heartless heaven" without any hesitation.

Since this blade was heartless, then Dong Wushang also had no regard for himself!

His only goal was to kill the enemy!

Seeing that no time was left, the man could not help but feel his eyes burst with rage, anxiously shouting: "Junior! You dare!" The long sword flashed, aiming for Dong Wushang's throat.

The sword surged like thunder!

If Dong Wushang did not retract his blade, he would surely die under this strike!

This was the best rescue plan for such a situation!

At this moment, a cold voice rang out: "Old thief! You dare!"

A swift, unimaginable sword light, carrying the force of a crashing river, arrived first, crashing into the sword light that was aimed at Dong Wushang.

With a loud crack, that sword actually broke in mid-air, instantly turning into fragments like decayed wood, floating down in a way that made a sound like wooden pieces hitting the ground.

That person reacted quickly, drawing his palm as soon as the sword broke.

Chu Yang had already anticipated this, and even before the man could strike, before they could even pass each other, his left hand shot out fiercely.