164: Sad and Ruthless Sword

Yang Yi stood beneath the Sophora tree.

He shimmered, illuminated by the golden light.

The moment the door opened,

Yang Yi was first drawn to Jin Fengxian's appearance,

and then to the people behind her.

Why were there so many people outside?

They all looked gleeful, as if they had ill intentions.

"Junior Jin Fengxian."

"Recently, I've encountered some issues in my Cultivation."

"I hope to learn from Senior."

"And exchange pointers."

Jin Fengxian spoke courteously, yet didn't forget to mock Yang Yi's age.

When Yang Yi heard her say she wanted to exchange pointers with him,

he understood what she meant.

She must have seen that he no longer had the Seven Injury Divine Sword,

and wanted to test his true abilities.

He thought this girl was sent by the Jinling Family to test him.

He hadn't realized that Jin Fengxian was acting out of her own self-interest.

Since the Jinling Family wanted to see his capabilities,

he was happy to oblige.

"Alright."

"Let's go outside."

Jin Fengxian didn't expect Yang Yi to agree so readily,

and looked slightly surprised.

She snorted coldly,

and turned to walk out.

Yang Yi followed behind her.

They arrived at a spacious open area outside.

The two stood facing each other.

Neither made the first move.

"Ladies first."

Yang Yi made a gesture to invite her.

Jin Fengxian was not polite.

She shook the Dragon-Entwining Sword in her hand,

and performed an Immortal's Guide.

The tip of the sword aimed directly at Yang Yi's throat.

Before the sword arrived,

Sword Qi had already surged forth.

Yang Yi's clothes rustled, moving without wind,

flapping loudly.

Yang Yi raised both hands high in the air,

muttering incantations.

His hands continuously waved.

A surge of energy formed between his two hands.

"Seven Injury Divine Sword, come forth!"

Under the shocked and confused gazes of the crowd,

a sword composed of energy

slowly materialized before everyone.

Yang Yi, holding the energy sword,

grinned at the crowd.

His laughter was filled with endless mischief.

"Although I no longer have the Seven Killing Divine Sword,"

"there isn't much difference between other swords and the Seven Injury Divine Sword."

Not long ago, Yang Yi had already comprehended the mysteries within the seven swords of the Seven Injury Divine Sword.

He had also incorporated his own insights into it,

thereby forming a unique Martial Skill.

This Martial Skill was named Seven Injury Divine Sword by Yang Yi.

It was still seven swords,

but the Sword Qi released was even more fierce than the previous Seven Injury Divine Sword.

Jin Fengxian was initially shocked as well.

However, when she clearly saw the sword in Yang Yi's hand,

a hint of disdain appeared at the corner of her mouth.

A sword composed of primal energy.

She found it ridiculous.

Although such a sword was more powerful than an ordinary treasure sword,

it wasted one's own primal energy.

Moreover, it didn't differ much from an ordinary treasure sword,

except that it looked prettier.

A treasure sword composed of primal energy was extremely smooth and transparent,

emitting a glow.

It looked like a light sword.

However, in terms of practical use,

it was actually inferior to an ordinary treasure sword.

Some people in the crowd merely rolled their eyes.

They had originally thought Yang Yi would produce some shocking weapon or Martial Skill.

Who knew?

It was just an ordinary sword formed by the convergence of primal energy.

This method

could be performed by anyone who had Cultivated to a certain Realm.

Everyone's disappointment in Yang Yi was even greater than before.

It was also at this moment that

Yang Yi and Jin Fengxian became entangled in battle.

Yang Yi did not directly unleash the Seven Injury Divine Sword.

He wanted to spar with Jin Fengxian,

to see what kind of strength the women of the Jinling Family possessed.

After only a few moves,

sweat broke out on Yang Yi's palms.

As expected of a woman from the Jinling Family.

She was indeed incredibly powerful.

This girl was only in her twenties,

yet her strength was greater than someone who had lived for a hundred years.

Regarding Manxin Old Ancestor's previous words,

he had a deeper understanding.

With a bang,

Yang Yi felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Jin Fengxian had kicked him in the abdomen.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He retreated three steps.

A burst of enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted from the crowd.

Everyone was applauding Jin Fengxian's kick.

"Well done!"

"That was beautiful!"

"So this guy was just a paper tiger."

"He really just relied on the Seven Injury Divine Sword."

"His strength isn't all that great after all."

"I even want to fight him now."

"Jin Fengxian, don't knock him out."

"I want to play with him after you're done."

"I want to fight him too!"

"Don't fight with me."

"I said it first."

The current battle had not yet ended,

but the girls were already squabbling over the next fight,

almost coming to blows.

Jin Fengxian's joy and pride were even more intense than those of the onlookers.

That feeling of triumph and being admired,

she had experienced it when she was very young.

But this time, it seemed to make her even happier than before, and the Dragon-Entwining Sword in her hand trembled because of her grip.

Not because of fear,

but because of excessive excitement.

"Is this all you've got?"

Jin Fengxian was a little disappointed.

She had, after all, thought more highly of Yang Yi than others.

She believed that even without the Seven Injury Divine Sword,

Yang Yi's strength should still be considerable.

However, in her recent exchange with Yang Yi,

she found that the moves Yang Yi displayed were utterly unremarkable.

They were akin to street fighting skills,

devoid of any technical merit.

Yang Yi lowered his gaze,

looking at the energy sword in his hand.

Suddenly, his eyes burned as he stared at Jin Fengxian.

"I'm serious now."

Jin Fengxian let out a giggle,

a laugh that made Yang Yi momentarily lose himself.

"Hurry up and get serious."

"Show me your greatest skill."

"Otherwise, you'll become a laughingstock."

Yang Yi nodded.

"Seven Injury Divine Sword, First Sword."

"Sorrowful Emotionless Sword."

As the words fell,

the sword descended.

This was Yang Yi combining two Sword Intents from the Seven Injury Divine Sword.

As the Sorrowful Emotionless Sword appeared,

everyone felt as if their thoughts were fixated by something.

They weren't thinking about anything in particular,

yet tears streamed down their faces.

A sorrowful emotion spread outwards from their hearts,

causing their bodies to tremble.

And the sword light, filled with sorrowful Qi,

invisibly pierced the ground three meters away from Jin Fengxian's feet.

Yang Yi was very clear about the terror of this sword.

If it were to strike Jin Fengxian,

Jin Fengxian would find it difficult to resist.

Therefore, he could only strike three meters away from her.

But even that was enough to cause Jin Fengxian fatal harm.

If she stood there motionless,

she would undoubtedly be slain by this sword.

If she defended,

nothing would happen.

As Yang Yi expected,

Jin Fengxian felt the energy emanating from the Sword Qi.

She deeply understood the terror of this sword.

She channeled all her primal energy to the front of her sword,

and unleashed the Jinling Thirteen Swords, a Martial Skill of the Jinling Family.

The Sword Qi formed an impenetrable net of swords in front of her.

The moment the sword net formed,

it was shattered by the Sorrowful Emotionless Sword.

Including the Dragon-Entwining Sword in Jin Fengxian's hand,

it was also pulverized.

This was a High Grade one-star Magic Treasure.

It could be called indestructible.

Even the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword or the Seven Injury Divine Sword,

if they collided with this sword,

might not be able to break it.

Let alone shatter it.

Everything returned to calm.

The bustling crowd quieted down.