Divine Sword Manor.

What a powerful sword!

Jiang Ning gazed at the scene above him, marveling in his heart.

This move from Shangguan Feilong gave him the greatest pressure of any enemy he'd encountered.

The sword move had not yet descended, but he already felt a needle-like pain between his eyebrows.

This was caused by the sword intent rushing to the sky.

"The person is strong, but the sword is stronger!!"

Jiang Ning silently thought to himself.

He now understood that although Shangguan Feilong was formidable, the long sword in his hand was even more powerful.

He could feel that the long sword above seemed to have life.

Ordinary sword Dao experts commanded their swords, but he felt like the sword was commanding the person at this moment.

"This should be the foundation of the Shangguan family!" Jiang Ning looked at the descending sword tip, its radiant light dazzling, causing his eyes to squint slightly.

The next moment.

He fully circulated the Qi-Blood within his body, causing it to surge through every part.

Rumble–

Suddenly, a terrifying sound like waves crashing on the shore erupted inside him, akin to rolling thunder.

With the full exertion of the Qi-Blood, the protective golden light around him shone even brighter.

Then.

The sword light fell, its radiance illuminating the surroundings in a blazing white, as if it were broad daylight.

Zhao Yulong, Sun Ming, and others squinted their eyes, trying to see through the blinding light and discern the outcome of Shangguan Feilong's strike.

Soon after.

When the radiant light dissipated.

Sun Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhao Yulong could not help but smile.

At the center of the battlefield, Jiang Ning was seen grabbing the descending sword blade barehanded.

At this moment, a look of disbelief appeared on Shangguan Feilong's face.

With the help of the family heirloom Divine Sword, he had reached the level of a Third Grade Heavenly Person Grandmaster.

Even without relying on the family heirloom Divine Sword, merely with his own strength, with Great Success in Sword Intent and the power to connect with the heavens, he was indisputably the strongest within the Shangguan family.

His strength far surpassed that of ordinary seasoned grandmasters.

Now with the family heirloom Divine Sword in hand, the person was strong and the sword stronger.

Combined, he had already entered the ranks of truly strong grandmasters.

Even powerful grandmasters slightly inferior in strength could not match him.

But such a Peak strike was caught barehanded by Jiang Ning.

"What kind of freak is this?" a thought flashed through his mind.

At the same time.

Jiang Ning's previously anxious heart settled.

He abandoned the Shrinking Ground into Inches Divine Power he was ready to unleash at a moment's notice.

Holding the long sword, he felt the Spiritual nature contained within it even more.

This sensation was extremely similar to the spiritual weapon long sword he previously possessed.

Clearly, the long sword in Shangguan Feilong's hand was a spiritual weapon, containing potent Spiritual power.

Its Spiritual power far exceeded that of his previous blade.

A thought flashed through his mind, and his right hand instantly exerted force.

The enhancement of Dragon Elephant Power made the power he burst forth with incredibly formidable at this moment.

Buzz!!!

As his palm exerted force, his five fingers slowly tightened.

The sword body quivered, resonating like a mournful wail, as if a baby was crying.

"Not good!!" Shangguan Feilong sensed the message from the family heirloom Divine Sword, his expression changing again.

The next moment.

He took a deep breath.

"Open—" Shangguan Feilong shouted loudly.

In an instant.

Radiance burst forth from the sword body, brilliant as the noonday sun, extremely dazzling!

Jiang Ning's palm immediately felt as if pierced by a thousand silver needles, as if invaded by a thousand ants.

This is not enough!!

Jiang Ning continued to exert force, golden light exploded around him, the golden light in his palm flickering irregularly.

The protective golden light in his palm was pierced through by Sword Intent time and again, only to be condensed again and again.

The Sword Intent invaded his palm, but he easily resolved it.

At this moment.

Shangguan Feilong felt the family heirloom Divine Sword sending urgent messages to him, and he grew even more serious.

The sword body was held by Jiang Ning, as if cast from fine iron, immovable in the slightest, while the unceasing mournful quivering indicated that if this continued, the family heirloom Divine Sword would surely suffer damage.

"What is this monster!!" Shangguan Feilong's mindset became somewhat unbalanced.

"Sun Ming... make your move!!" he suddenly thought of Sun Ming beside him and turned to call out.

"Shangguan Feilong, that's not the tone to use when asking for help!" Sun Ming said.

"Manor Master, I implore you to assist!" Shangguan Feilong's tone changed.

"Sun Ming, your opponent is me!" Zhao Yulong heard their conversation and flashed to stand between Sun Ming and Jiang Ning.

"Master Zhao, right now, you're not qualified!" Sun Ming shook his head.

He raised his hand in a sword-like gesture, pointing at Zhao Yulong.

Chi—

Sword Intent pierced the air, and a streak of sword light erupted like a river in flood.

Facing the sword light carrying the force of the river, Zhao Yulong barely had time to react before being heavily struck and sent flying.

The sword light passed through his body, heading straight for Jiang Ning.

Strong grandmaster!!

A thought flashed through Zhao Yulong's mind as he felt the piercing pain.

At the same time.

Golden light exploded around Jiang Ning.

Dong—

The sword light that passed through Zhao Yulong's body crashed into the golden light surrounding him, suddenly echoing with a resonant bell-like sound.

Following that, the protective golden light shattered, and Jiang Ning's figure was forcibly shifted by one centimeter.

The sleeve of his right arm was torn, yet he remained unscathed.

Seizing the opportunity, the Divine Sword held by Shangguan Feilong shrank in size, transforming into a sword light and instantly moving to a distance of three feet from Jiang Ning.

Seeing this.

Jiang Ning no longer forced the issue.

He shook his numbed right hand.

The sustained impact of Sword Intent had felt like a thousand silver needles piercing, like a thousand ants crawling in his palm.

At this moment, with the repeated washing of Qi-Blood over his right palm, the strange discomfort quickly vanished.

"Golden God Unharmed!!" Sun Ming said gravely, observing the unscathed Jiang Ning.

"Two types of Sword Intent, four Blood Exchanges?" Jiang Ning asked.

Sun Ming nodded and then said: "You are the most formidable opponent I've ever encountered."

Jiang Ning said, "You too!"

"With someone like you, it's no wonder the old Manor Master suffered!" Sun Ming said.

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