752 Ling Xiaozuis Regre (1/2)

Since he could not be certain of when his enemy would change his form of attack, he opted to meet all the possible variations consistently , to ensure his safety as much as possible before thinking of subsequent counterattacks.

To face all the possible variations consistently; perhaps it was the same as sticking to one method and figure out the rest of the changes!

The soft breeze turned into a harsh tornado, spitting out biting iciness. Ling Xiaozui felt chilled to the bone. It was as if the blade could cut any part of the body.

Unfortunately, there was no way for him to back down now, as Yun Yang had disappeared alongside the breeze, as he had never existed.

The source of the attack was gone – Ling Xiaozui could not even enact a risky or extreme counterattack that might strike right back at the source!

Such a change was not due to Yun Yang's cloud manifestation, but from a natural phenomenon derived from the style Wind Beyond the Sky. With Ling Xiaozui's mastery, he could still recognize this well.

However, comprehension was merely an acknowledgement. how to rebuff it was an entirely different matter . It was the same as understanding how something worked; it didn't necessarily mean knowing how to manage it.

At this moment, Ling Xiaozui had a random stray thought, ”It'd be great to let Dugu Chou teach him… Why did I volunteer?”

It seemed that he regretted his decision.

It was too bad that man would always regret after facing an issue, though it was too late, when things could no longer be mended.

Ling Xiaozui, who was in a dire state, made up his mind. He exerted more force to continuously shield himself with the sword mountains; he turned the attribute of his sword energy from aggressive to gentle as well, leaving instantly once it came into contact and never lingered. Whatever direction the attack came from, he would have a countering strike ready. Although it was hopeless to rebuff, there was no doubt it could maintain the current status – not a victory, but not a defeat.

Ding, ding, ding, ding…

The collision of saber and sword went on consecutively for dozens to hundreds of times, but what was heard was only soft noises akin to the sound of silver needles falling to the floor.

Ling Xiaozui let out a breath of relief, discreetly breaking out in cold sweat. It was fortunate that Yun Yang had not fully mastered this style yet. Perhaps his current cultivation base was limiting him, and he could hardly exude the real essence of the style. This allowed Ling Xiaozui to retain his last line of defense.

Otherwise, this style alone should have sufficed to defeat him and sweep his grand reputation off his shoulders!

The intricacy of the style was exceptionally divine, so much so that it was completely unpredictable. If a level had to be attributed to the style, only a phrase could describe it; it was not of the human realm!

Then, a devastating sense of murderous intent flooded the air. It was extremely inexorable, looking like it was going to massacre the entire human realm.

”This style is called – Mountain of Ivory Bones!”

Yun Yang spun in the air. His saber light sprayed out hundreds of flickering glints, each one hundreds of feet long. When he turned again, he drew an odd arc with the weapon in his hand, targeting it right at Ling Xiaozui, and dealt the blow in the most direct, extreme and violent way.

Simultaneously, the hundreds of saber energy rays spilled earlier returned, as if summoned, when the pitiless blow was levelled. All of them had gathered into the strike Yun Yang was making.