I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

It was as if they were cheering for their new owner!

"Very well! No need for further words. Come forth, Niou!"

The moment the words left her lips, the Rakshasa unleashed her power!

At the same time, Qingdeng also unleashed his own "momentum"!

The two forces clashed fiercely in the air, causing the wind and clouds to change color!

"Hayashizaki Myojin Dream Stream"

"Rakshasa!"

"Natural Flow of Mind"

"Orange Green Dew!"

The next instant, their knives collided heavily with their bodies!

The sword light shattered the darkness!

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[A sword is presented under the moon, its power soaring to the heavens.]

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Chapter 480 Sword flashes like lightning in the night, blood splatters from sleeves! [6000]

The flickering blade's edge.

The moon's shadow was scattered.

A storm is coming straight at you.

High-flying dust waves.

Moving left and right, the sword flashes.

A constant alternation between offense and defense.

The tatami mats creaked and groaned as if they were about to collapse.

Sword marks all around eroded and destroyed everything.

It displays power beyond the ordinary in every aspect.

The man-eating demon spread its arms wide.

A dazzling silver light suddenly appeared in the air.

A powerful, atmospheric impact poured down.

The sword was pressing down.

The wrathful Vajra silently held his knife in front of him, unleashing an attack that was no less formidable.

The impact and clang resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

A surge of power, flashing blades, and murderous intent danced between the two!

Attack, defense, charge, collision, slaughter... On the magnificent Qingshui Tower, amidst the hazy moonlight that filled the sky and earth, people and swords constantly moved, leaped, and flashed.

The creaking of the roof beams, unable to bear the weight, echoed repeatedly downstairs, and dust fell in clumps.

The short, angry roars, heavy breathing, muffled footsteps, and the scraping of sharp blades clearly conveyed the intense collision between two heroic lives.

This is no longer a situation that ordinary people can intervene in.

This is a decisive battle between monsters!

They would rush toward each other one moment, then separate the next; they would run swiftly one moment, then stand still the next.

Sometimes they are like the morning mist, appearing and disappearing. One moment they are clearly facing each other in the distance, and the next moment they have disappeared into the darkness. When you see them again, they are fighting each other again. Sometimes they are like thunderbolts from the sky. They are silent until they strike, and when they do strike, they shake the heavens!

This battle is no longer a one-sided "suppression and being suppressed", but a true "evenly matched contest".

They were like two monsters, tirelessly maneuvering, colliding, and clashing, baring their sharp teeth and claws, each biting and striking the other, the bright red blood splattering everywhere blending into the hazy moonlight.

The fragility of life is on full display at this moment.

Their strength and vitality were gradually eroded away by the sharp blade.

Anyone could win.

Anyone can die.

In this ever-changing battlefield of carnage, anything can happen.

The only constant is the unwavering determination to fight.

Only an indomitable will remains unchanged!

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Qing Deng stepped forward, rising to the upper right, and unleashed the Kasaya Slash, fiercely slashing at the Rakshasa's shoulder.

Rakshasa leaped away—his backward leap concealed the starting stance for his next move.

In the blink of an eye, he changed from dodging to attacking, pointing his blue eyes diagonally at Qing Deng's face, and then sweeping across Qing Deng's chest with the speed of a whirlwind.

In the blink of an eye, two magnificent purple lights flashed across the sky.

clang!

clang!

Qingdeng's first strike deflected Rakshasa's attack, while his second strike aimed heavily at Rakshasa's neck.

The overwhelming power and the lightning-fast speed of the blade left the opponent speechless with amazement.

However, the speed at which the Rakshasa returned to defense was unbelievably fast.

The Changyang Zhengzong in his palm seemed to teleport back to him instantly, effortlessly blocking Qing Deng's slash.

His confident attack failed... Qing Deng was not discouraged by this, but immediately launched a follow-up attack.

He gently twisted his body, changed his stance, leaned out his left shoulder diagonally, and adopted a lower right stance. Then, with his feet firmly planted on the ground, he leaned forward and slashed at the Rakshasa.

In the blink of an eye, Vairocana's blade was right in front of the Rakshasa.

Rakshasa calmly and swiftly swung the knife in her hand upwards, with unstoppable force.

Although it broke through Vairocana's defenses, Qingdeng's attack was too swift, and Rakshasa's left hand was still cut, with blood gushing out.

Just like being scalded by boiling water, Rakshasa leaped away, pulling out the gap—it only took a moment.

A moment later, the two were locked in hand-to-hand combat again.

With a powerful push from its hind leg, Rakshasa leaped into the air with a loud thud, straightening its back and shooting into the sky like an arrow.

Her slender, powerful body traced a graceful arc in mid-air.

The sword, held high above his head, blocked the moonlight, casting a huge shadow on Qing Deng's body.

Faced with the slash that seemed to come down from the mountaintop, Qing Deng lowered his waist, raised his arms, and struck back with his sword.

The two swords clashed violently, creating a shockwave that ruffled the hair of both of them.

Qingdeng intended to simply knock Rakshasa away, but things didn't go as planned.

Even when suspended in mid-air with no foothold, Rakshasa is not someone that can be dealt with by this level of technique.

His body swayed slightly and almost imperceptibly before landing steadily back on the tatami mat.

The instant he landed, his body suddenly leaned forward.

Immediately following was a slash aimed at Qingdeng, the blade arcing as it approached Qingdeng's face.

Qingdeng dodged, and at the same time stepped forward, swinging his sword straight at Luocha's chest.

But at that moment, in that split second, Rakshasa's figure suddenly disappeared from Qing Deng's sight—Rakshasa abruptly bent her knees, her back pressed directly against the tatami mat, and using inertia to glide across the ground, sliding between Qing Deng's legs in a sliding motion.

The instant their figures overlapped, he suddenly shouted, and the knife in his hand made a soft "whoosh" sound as it swept horizontally towards Qing Deng's lower body.

With the power of the Rakshasa and the sharpness of the Changyang Orthodox technique, if this strike landed, Qingdeng's legs would definitely be severed.

At this critical moment when the Nine Cauldrons were about to be unleashed, Qing Deng displayed an incredibly agile reaction speed.

Qingdeng's legs moved in unison with his body, and his body moved in unison with his mind. He leaped up like a spring, flying over the head of the Rakshasa like a large bird.

However, although he managed to save both legs, Qing Deng's left calf was still grazed by the blade.

The groin ruptured, and a two-inch-long crack slowly opened, revealing a line of blood.

After landing back on the ground, Qingdeng kicked his left foot – it hurt, but it didn’t affect his movements.

This kind of wound, which doesn't affect movement but still causes real pain, is just right for Qing Deng.

Berserker +4, activated!

Instantly, Qingdeng felt his strength increase.

His spirits rose higher and higher. He changed his stance, raised the tip of his blade, and leaned forward like a swallow. The blade tip, which was stretched into a blur, struck the Rakshasa's body.

Rakshasa gently leaned back to dodge the attack.

At that moment, Qingdeng suddenly reached out his left hand and grabbed Luocha's right wrist, which was holding the knife—he intended to use grappling techniques to control or disarm Luocha directly.

Just as Qingdeng's finger was about to hook the target, Luocha's movements were extremely agile. He took a half step back in time and brought his arms and the knife in his palm to his chest, dodging Qingdeng's fingertip with perfect precision.

Although they missed their target, Qingdeng achieved his overall goal.

This move of his was both his highly anticipated killing move and a feint to set up his subsequent moves!

In the blink of an eye, Qingdeng's tall body suddenly sank down, kneeling on one knee and slashing the knife in his hand diagonally towards the side of the Rakshasa.

Rakshasa's pupils suddenly contracted.