Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 985 - 985 9 Miracles Really Do Happen 2-in-1

Chapter 985: Chapter 9: Miracles Really Do Happen [2-in-1] Chapter 985: Chapter 9: Miracles Really Do Happen [2-in-1] Indeed, what splendid acting!

Feng Yin admired inwardly. True masters really do exist among the common folk.

With such acting skills, if you don’t get an award on Earth, it must be because of some underhanded dealings…

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

On both sides of the gorge, like dumplings being dropped in soup, over a dozen masked men in black leaped out.

Without a word, they flew into the air and attacked at the same time.

With a loud clang, the mountains echoed with the sound.

Dong Tiesong, at the very front, blocked the leading masked man’s sword with his own.

Spiritual energy erupted, like a bomb exploding.

Dong Tiesong’s face changed color in an instant.

He suddenly felt the assailant’s strength was incredibly powerful, the combined might of mountains and seas of spiritual force surged tumultuously, leaving his own side unstable and forcing him to retreat a step.

That person, emboldened by a successful strike, became even more relentless. With a loud shout, they closed in a step and with a flicker of their sword’s light, turned into nine venomous dragons, each aiming for nine vital points on Dong Tiesong’s body.

Dong Tiesong’s long sword danced, parrying his enemy’s moves while he shouted sternly, “With such skill and cultivation, you must be more than a nameless nobody on the rivers and lakes. Why hide your face? Are you ashamed to show yourself as a despicable rat?”

The man shook his long sword and several cold stars flew out, glittering in the air, transforming into dense Sword Qi. The attack was relentless, and he said indifferently, “An elder of Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace, not much after all!”

Dong Tiesong smiled faintly, “You who hide your face don’t deserve a name. You dare to mock an elder of the Cloud Palace with such audacity. It’s ludicrous!”

Suddenly, his sword’s light shifted, and he counter-attacked with increasing ferocity.

At this time, more and more masked men in black were landing on both sides of the cliff.

After launching a wave of secret weapons to ambush, they immediately engaged in close combat with everyone.

Aside from their leader who exchanged a few mocking words with Dong Tiesong, the others fought silently, as grim as mute assassins, with killing intent filling the air.

Fortunately, the people of Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace were all battle-hardened. They were not too familiar with this kind of ambush, but at least they weren’t completely thrown off, and did not fall into disarray!

Indeed, the scenes described in novels and storybooks, where they curse each other while fighting and words scatter as swords fly, are truly rare.

In high-level exchanges, a hair’s breadth can make a world of difference. In fights on the rivers and lakes, they mostly proceed in this kind of silent atmosphere.

Focusing all their concentration, they wouldn’t be distracted by trivial talk. At most, they would shout loudly when using powerful moves because the spiritual force inside their bodies would compel them to exhale and roar…

Other than that, there are only the sounds of groans or screams when they get injured or face death.

At other times, there’s only the noise of clashing and thumping.

Everyone knew in their hearts: Since the opponent appeared entirely masked, what was the point in asking where they came from?

Either kill them and then slowly look at their faces after pulling down the masks, or… face total annihilation and fulfill the opponent’s desire.

Then, there’s no need to think about anything else.

Dong Xiaoyan and Feng Yin, positioned in the center, should have been protected, but at this moment, they surprisingly had no opponents to fight with.

Feng Yin thought for a moment and then loudly said, “They started with hidden weapons but did not rely on them to expand the battle results. It’s very likely a feint, and there must be hidden weapon masters assisting in secret. Everyone must be careful.”

Several people from Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace brightened up amidst the battle.

This statement made a lot of sense, and everyone instinctively heightened their vigilance.

In the latter half of the fierce battle, a demonic fog rose, enchaining half of the field with a sinister atmosphere. Jiang Changhai, shrouded in the dark fog and imperceptible as a spirit, alone held off three opponents!

His hands, hidden in the demonic fog, moved as swift as a dragon probing with its claws, able to strike from any position.

Sometimes he attacked with the weapon in his hand, at times switched to palm strikes and fist winds, other times it would change to concealed weapon attacks.

The methods of Absolute Sword Devil Palace were not only ferocious but also unpredictable. One man pressed three opponents into disarray, making it hard for them to look after both ends. If it were not for the fact that the three formed a triangular position to aid and rescue each other in times of weakness, they would have already suffered injuries, defeated and perished on the spot.

One of them couldn’t help but shout in anger, “Jiang Changhai, you damn disgrace, instead of being a proud elder of the Absolute Sword Devil Palace, you act as a lapdog for Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace!”

Jiang Changhai laughed loudly, “You little bastard, so you recognize your grandpa, don’t you? Come on, tell your grandpa your name. I seem to have forgotten when I had a hand in bringing you into this world.”

That person was furiously enraged, and his long sword somersaulted into the air; suddenly, with a spin, a cylinder-like sword light formed, displaying a technique of unity between the swordsman and his sword.

He flew towards Jiang Changhai head-on.

But just as his sword light formed, the demonic fog surged violently, and a flash of knife light, cold as the stars on a winter night, streaked through the air.

The other two reacted, shouting loudly.

“Watch out for the Devil’s Knife!”

Unfortunately, their warnings and attempts to rescue were destined to be too late!

One saw Jiang Changhai suddenly emerge from the fog, who was originally in front of that person but now seemed to loom behind him like a demon. With a swoosh of his knife, already drawn from behind the man’s heart, he reappeared.

A swirl of demonic energy exploded inside the man’s body with the knife’s withdrawal.

His internal organs were instantly shattered.

Even up till that moment, no one had seen what Jiang Changhai’s knife really looked like, and his figure was once again shrouded by the demonic fog, disappearing from sight.