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"Join forces!"

On this battlefield filled with thick smoke and the smell of blood, the loud shouts of Li Youtian, the master of the Nebula Pavilion, and Meng Kongchan, the master of the Wind and Thunder Palace, were like a thunderbolt that cut through the sky, instantly breaking the brief deadlock on the battlefield. The sound waves rolled and shocked all directions.

Li Youtian has a tall and slender figure, dressed in a flowing white robe, holding a long sword, and his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes reveal an extraordinary temperament.

Meng Kongchan was dressed in a Taoist robe, with a cold and resolute face. His eyes were like deep cold pools, unfathomable. His every move exuded a mysterious and powerful aura. His swift and decisive style of action and his fierce and domineering martial arts skills frightened many people.

Both of them are top-notch warriors who have experienced countless battles and are well-known. They are definitely not ordinary people who do nothing.

However, today, when they witnessed with their own eyes the powerful strength of Wu Duoming, the lord of Blood Hand Castle, a hint of tacit understanding and determination flashed in their eyes in an instant. Without further words, the two of them immediately understood and decisively chose to join forces to fight the enemy.

The moves performed by these two people both revolve around the sword, but their styles are very different, each with its own unique charm.

The sword moves of Li Youtian, the master of the Xingyun Pavilion, are soft and stretched, just like the floating and ever-changing clouds in the sky, light, agile and continuous.

Every dance of the sword is like painting an exquisite landscape painting. It seems gentle and soothing, but in fact it contains a mystery. The sword contains a soft yet tenacious force, which can find the enemy's flaws silently and deliver a fatal blow.

The sword intent of Meng Kongchan, master of the Wind and Thunder Hall, embodies the hall's name, imbued with the fury and ferocity of thunder and lightning, and the fleeting lightness of wind. Each seemingly casual swing of his sword is in reality a fierce and domineering strike. The power contained within his sword is like a surging river, capable of instantly shattering all obstacles. This deceptive appearance can easily lead to underestimation, but such underestimation can lead to irreparable destruction.

The two men's combined attack, a momentary display of the perfect harmony of yin and yang, the juxtaposition of strength and softness, actually managed to suppress the arrogance of Blood Hand Fort's lord, Wu Duoming. Though Wu Duoming fought back valiantly, the two men's seamless coordination forced him to retreat, steadily losing ground.

As time slowly passed, the situation on the battlefield intensified. Though Wu Duoming, the lord of Blood Hand Fort, was indeed slightly superior in strength and realm, he was alone against the two men, who coordinated so perfectly that he gradually fell into a difficult position. On the battlefield below, the disciples of Blood Hand Fort also struggled to hold on. Under the suppression of the Great Dao Divine Cannon, their defenses gradually collapsed, and casualties continued to rise like a tide, making the situation precarious.

"Nebula breaks the sky!"

"Lefa!"

At this critical moment, the Nebula Pavilion Master Li Youtian and the Wind and Thunder Palace Master Meng Kongchan both raised their heads and roared at the same time, their voices shaking the whole area and the sound waves rolling like thunder, as if to shake the heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, the two unleashed their respective sects' unique skills. In an instant, the sky and earth changed color, and the wind and clouds surged, as if being stirred up by an invisible giant hand.

Dark clouds covered the sky, blocking out the sun. Dazzling lightning flashed and roared through the clouds, as if the real doomsday had arrived, destroying everything in the world.

The howling wind was like a materialized blade, fiercely scratching the surrounding mountains, making a crisp and harsh clanging sound, and rock chips flying everywhere, as if the mountains were groaning in pain.

The lightning flashing with destructive light was strangely attached to the strong wind, causing its speed to increase instantly, and swept towards Wu Duming at an unimaginable speed.