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Chapter 67 of 100

Chapter 67

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"This is—"

In the room, Xu Ruomei, who was practicing her breathing exercises, suddenly felt a jolt of alarm in her heart, sensing a familiar blade intent that was many times stronger than before.

It was the same blade intent that had shattered her state of mind in the Red Dust Sword Technique not long ago.

Now, this blade intent carried an intense killing intent and a resolute determination to charge forward without hesitation.

"Oh no!"

Xu Ruomei's heart raced, knowing that he must have encountered an incredibly terrifying enemy, one that had forced him to the brink of despair, causing such a powerful blade intent to erupt.

In the next moment, she sensed an overwhelmingly powerful aura pressing down on her.

Second Rank!

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she leaped up, grabbing the sword beside her, ready to break through the window.

Suddenly, a powerful force surged, forcing her back.

A woman's voice rang out, "Miss Xu, please stay inside."

Third Rank!

Xu Ruomei's internal true qi boiled as she assessed the strength of the person outside. Her eyes turned cold, "The Lin family?"

In Pingjun City, only the Fang family and the Lin family could send a Second Rank to intercept Gu Yang and a Third Rank to block her path.

The Fang family was now in a cooperative relationship with Gu Yang and would not turn against him at this moment.

Therefore, it could only be the Lin family.

The person outside said, "Qiu Yuhu of the Dragon Tiger Gang, paying respects to Miss Xu."

In Lin Zisheng's Dragon Tiger Gang, there was one dragon and one tiger, both Third Rank. This Qiu Yuhu was the famous tigress of Pingjun City.

At this moment, Xu Ruomei sensed two more Second Ranks approaching, their powerful auras no weaker than the previous one.

The Lin family was making a grand move, sending three Second Ranks to deal with Gu Yang.

Gu Yang was only Third Rank; how could he handle this?

Xu Ruomei was extremely anxious. Her sword was already out of its sheath, and she shouted, "Get out of the way!"

She and the sword became one, thrusting towards the person outside the window, using the first move of the Red Dust Sword Technique, "Rolling Red Dust!"

In an instant, a lingering sword intent locked onto the person outside the window.

Qiu Yuhu felt the scene around her change; the person before her turned into Lin Zisheng, and a wave of tenderness welled up in her heart, leaving her with no fighting spirit.

No!

She was, after all, a Third Rank, and quickly realized what was happening. Unfortunately, it was too late; Xu Ruomei had already vanished.

She was stunned. What kind of sword technique was this?

If the other party had struck her while she was distracted, she would have had no way to avoid it and would have died on the spot.

The sword techniques of the Sword Palace were truly bizarre, capable of making her fall into a trap without even realizing it.

...

Xu Ruomei did not want to kill Qiu Yuhu; she had just grasped the sword intent of "Rolling Red Dust" and could not control it at will.

She was worried about Gu Yang's safety and did not want to tangle with her.

In a few leaps, Xu Ruomei had already reached the courtyard outside, where she saw four people facing off: Gu Yang and three Second Ranks.

Additionally, there were two warriors standing between the two sides, like statues, frozen in place.

On the roof opposite, several people were watching the battle.

This scene was somewhat unexpected for Xu Ruomei.

The three Second Ranks had their true essence at the peak of their power, ready for a major confrontation, but they had not yet made a move.

Without hesitation, she walked towards Gu Yang.

Xu Ruomei could not let Gu Yang die here.

She still owed him two favors.

"Don't!"

Suddenly, a fierce shout rang out, and a figure appeared like a ghost, the sword slave who had been guarding nearby.

Among those present, only those of Third Rank and above knew how dangerous the situation was.

To the others, it seemed like a standoff, but in reality, a battle of martial will was taking place.

Gu Yang, a Third Rank, was facing three Second Ranks and was not at a disadvantage. This was already enough to shock anyone.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed such a thing could happen.

For a long time, the Sword Palace and the Wu family's Blade Tomb had been the holy grounds of sword and blade, respectively, and they had been subtly competing.

He could see that Gu Yang had cultivated a blade intent far beyond his own strength using the Hidden Blade Technique.

But how old was this boy? How could he have cultivated such a terrifying blade intent?

As he was still in shock, he saw Xu Ruomei enter the field of the four people, which was a major shock.

Her action would undoubtedly break the balance between the four, triggering a powder keg. The power of the explosion would be too much even for him to withstand.

...

"Hidden Blade Technique!"

On a nearby roof, Old Wu arrived and saw the scene, involuntarily drawing a sharp breath.

He immediately recognized that this Gu Yang was indeed the Gu Yang he had seen before.

This person was indeed a Third Rank.

Of course, this was no longer important.

Nothing was more shocking than the current scene, where Gu Yang, a Third Rank, was single-handedly pressing down on three Second Ranks, making them feel as if they were facing a major enemy, unable to move.

These three Second Ranks were all famous.

Mo Yu, a Lin family retainer, was exceptionally talented and had the potential to reach First Rank, but his poor background forced him to serve the Lin family.

Chu Xiyue, the top of the Hidden Dragon List, had fought dozens of battles since her debut and had never been defeated.

Wu Xingyun, second on the Hidden Dragon List, was a bastard son of the Jinghai King and a graduate of the Martial Academy, hailed as the second most talented disciple in the history of the Martial Academy.

These three were not ordinary Second Ranks; now, they were all being suppressed by a single Third Rank.

Lin Zirui, whose cultivation was too low to understand the subtleties, found the scene strange, "Senior Wu, why are Chu Xiyue and Wu Xingyun helping Gu Yang?"

He could not understand why Chu Xiyue and Wu Xingyun seemed ready to act.

From his perspective, these two were naturally targeting Mo Yu, and he assumed they were trying to save Gu Yang.

Old Wu said, "They have no choice—"

Clearly, after these two entered the courtyard, they were also seen as enemies by Gu Yang and were locked onto. They were forced to fight.

As for why Gu Yang had not yet made a move,

Old Wu had a vague guess. He thought Gu Yang wanted to kill all three of them on the spot, but Chu Xiyue and Wu Xingyun were too far away, and he did not have enough confidence, leading to this standoff.

A Third Rank actually wanted to kill three Second Ranks simultaneously. Old Wu found this idea too crazy.

But it was the most reasonable guess.

Otherwise, there was no way to explain why Gu Yang had not yet made a move.

He wanted to pressure them until they could no longer bear it and take the initiative to attack. Then, he could find the best opportunity.

As Old Wu was speaking, the situation in the field changed. Xu Ruomei walked out and entered the field of martial will formed by the two sides.

This immediately broke the balance.

A sudden change occurred.

In an instant, everyone present felt a darkness before their eyes, unable to see anything, with only a flash of blade light remaining.

That blade was unsheathed.

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