SFS Chapter 20: Ancestors Appear [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
Chapter 20: Ancestors Appear [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
However, just as Wei Wuji was shocked, a figure suddenly flashed past his eyes.
It was Yang Jiuli himself who stepped on the cold crystal and flew over at high speed, appearing in front of Wei Wuji in an instant, two zhang away.
"Soul Tide!" Yang Jiuli's eyes flashed, and a vortex suddenly appeared between his brows.
Within that vortex, a vast spiritual force surged towards Wei Wuji like a tidal wave.
Wei Wuji felt a chill run down his spine. He moved and immediately retreated to avoid the impact of the 'soul tide'.
"Soul Arrow!"
Just then, a cold light flashed between Yang Jiuli's brows, and a cold beam shot out at an extremely fast speed, piercing towards Wei Wuji.
As the cold light shot out, Wei Wuji immediately felt his soul tremble as if death were approaching, and a great fear surged into his heart.
As a grandmaster, he possesses keen perception and can see even the smallest details. He is also more acute in his sense of crisis than ordinary people.
"Purple Fiend Whirlwind... Sword Qi Protects the Body!" A powerful purple fiend sword qi immediately erupted from Wei Wuji's body.
These sword energies transformed into tornadoes that swirled and cut around him, protecting his safety.
call out!
The soul arrow pierced into the purple sword energy and was instantly shattered.
However, at this very moment, Yang Xiangru made his move.
With a flick of his Autumn Water Sword, a sword aura, like a long river, swept towards Wei Wuji.
The sword energy struck Wei Wuji's Purple Fiend Sword Qi, and the icy air instantly froze the qi.
boom!
Meanwhile, the purple mist in the training ground had gradually dissipated.
Everyone looked closely and saw Yang Xiangru swinging a sword at Wei Wuji from the air.
And then there's Yang Jiuli, who leaps into the air and unleashes his "Soul Arrow".
After the Soul Arrow was shattered, Yang Jiuli moved, stepping on the frost and ice flowers, and used the force to retreat immediately, landing on the ground.
Having failed to land a blow, Yang Jiuli dared not linger.
After all, he was not yet capable of close combat with a Grandmaster.
After freezing Wei Wuji with a single sword strike, Yang Xiangru moved like a rainbow and pierced towards the frozen Wei Wuji.
As the sword thrust forward, its energy burst forth, transforming into a giant sword that was about to pierce the frozen Wei Wuji.
Just then, within the ice crystal, Wei Wuji's gaze shifted, and he suddenly roared, his sword energy soaring into the sky.
The ice crystals shattered.
"With sword and I as one, I am invincible!" In the instant the ice crystals shattered, Wei Wuji transformed into purple sword energy.
He thrust his sword forward.
He merged with his sword, clashing with Yang Xiangru's sword.
boom!
The two clashed, and Wei Wuji was knocked away, spitting blood from the corner of his mouth.
He acted hastily and without sufficient preparation.
After being knocked away, Yang Xiangru struck again, unleashing the Snowdrift Sword Technique in succession.
In the air, sword energy sometimes crisscrossed, and at other times, frost struck Wei Wuji like swords, leaving him unable to keep up.
In just two breaths, the two exchanged dozens of blows.
"The Grandmaster's perception was so keen that he took precautions in advance, which prevented my 'Soul Tide' from working."
Yang Jiuli stood in the middle of the training ground, sighing slightly, a hint of regret showing on his face regarding his earlier mistake.
The Grandmaster's senses were too strong, so he dared not get too close.
Otherwise, you could be easily defeated.
However, it was precisely through the combined efforts of his true self and the heroic spirit of "Yang Xiangru" that Wei Wuji was caught off guard and put at a disadvantage.
"Is that my great-grandfather, Yang Xiangru?"
Meanwhile, in the training ground, Yang Xuan stared wide-eyed at Yang Xiangru, who was pressing down on Wei Wuji high in the sky.
His eyes revealed nothing but astonishment.
"Grandmaster Wei was actually being overwhelmed by someone?" Beside the main hall of the mourning hall, Jiang Wei stared wide-eyed at the sky above, muttering in astonishment, "Didn't Grandmaster Wei claim to be invincible? What's going on here?"
"This is an enemy of the world!" someone whispered nearby.
"That's Grandmaster Yang Xiangru!" Jiang Sheng said tremblingly.
His old eyes glistened with tears, and when he looked at the 'Yang Xiangru' high in the sky, his eyes shone brightly.
once Upon a time.
In his heart, Grandmaster Yang was like a god, unattainable and worthy of reverence.
Thirty years ago, Yang Xiangru passed away, leaving people with a deep sense of regret. Even a grandmaster is just like a mortal, and ultimately, death is inevitable.
Who would have thought that I would see Yang Xiangru again today? He is still as handsome and elegant as ever, unparalleled throughout history.
"Isn't Grandmaster Yang dead?" By the mourning hall, many martial arts guests looked at each other, whispering in disbelief.
"Ancestor... it's the Ancestor manifesting his power!" Some of the Iron Guards of Snowdrift Manor shouted excitedly, their morale soaring.
"We respectfully invite our ancestors to uphold the glory of our clan!" The Iron Guards knelt on the ground, shouting their plea.
"Ancestor... Haha, it's my Yang family ancestor!" Yang Qin exclaimed excitedly.
"Our ancestor has shown his power! My Snowdrift Manor is saved!" Yang Mu was extremely excited, tears glistening in his eyes.
When Grandmaster Wei appeared just now, his imposing aura overwhelmed the entire audience, making Yang Mu feel a sense of despair.
"This little guy seemed to have attacked Grandmaster Wei just now?" Tang Yuan murmured as he looked at Yang Jiuli.
As the fog gradually thinned, he vaguely saw Yang Jiuli leap out and attack Wei Wuji.
Then Yang Xiangru froze Wei Wuji with a single sword strike.
"Sword energy materializing... truly worthy of a Grandmaster!"
Qin Shisan's gaze shifted to the fierce battle between Yang Xiangru and Wei Wuji, and he became completely mesmerized by it.
Yang Xiangru's sword energy surged, sometimes transforming into a sword of frost, sometimes into a river of swords...
His swordsmanship had reached a level where he could do whatever he wanted and change things up endlessly.
Qin Shisan was deeply moved.
He seemed to vaguely grasp the threshold of becoming a Grandmaster.
Then, Yang Xiangru unleashed the seventh move of the Snowdrift Sword Technique: sword flowers falling like rain.
A shower of icy sword blossoms rained down on Wei Wuji, their sword energy overwhelming.
Wei Wuji moved swiftly, soaring into the sky and avoiding the rain of swords.
The next moment, Wei Wuji flashed and seven identical clones of himself appeared from his original body, hovering in eight directions.
Together with him, eight Wei Wujis, each wielding the Zixia Sword, charged towards Yang Xiangru from eight different directions.
The eight Wei Wujis were like rainbows piercing the sun, some swept away thousands of troops, and others unleashed sword energy from the east...
Various sword techniques were unleashed upon Yang Xiangru, leaving him with no way to dodge.
Upon seeing this, all the martial arts practitioners in the room held their breath.
Even the three grandmasters felt a chill in their hearts.
"This is Third Uncle's ultimate move, 'Sword Shadow Like Me'!" In the training ground, Grandmaster Wei Zhan of the Great Wei Dynasty's eyes flashed.
He was thrilled.
This is a unique skill that Wei Wuji comprehended after entering the Grandmaster realm. It can quickly conjure sword shadows, each as powerful as the original.
It's impossible to tell which is real and which is fake.
"Hmph, an illusion?" High in the sky, 'Yang Xiangru' snorted coldly; it was Yang Jiuli whispering.
A wisp of his divine consciousness, through the "Past Life Talisman," controlled the heroic spirit of "Yang Xiangru."
It looks like Yang Xiangru is fighting.
In reality, Yang Jiuli was fighting with the help of Yang Xiangru's power.
With his powerful divine sense, Yang Xiangru saw through the true nature of the eight Wei Wujis at a glance.
"A sword strikes like snow, sealing the vast ocean!" Yang Xiangru held the Autumn Water Sword, slashing upwards with the tip of the sword.
brush!
Sword energy surged forth, and an immense chill swept out from the blade.
Snowflakes were falling from the sky, and the earth was frozen.
The next moment, a chilling sword aura, like a long river of sharp swords, struck Wei Wuji on the right.
This is Wei Wuji's true form.
"How could he discover my true form?" Wei Wuji was shocked and immediately changed his sword stance, swinging out to block.