Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

On the arena, Yan Shisan and the Silent Death Sword Spirit appeared at the same time. Their auras were not exactly the same, but rather complemented each other.

"Ah, this!" Lingbao Realm Venerable was dumbfounded, suspecting that the Great Dao of Gambling was targeting him.

Lin Zhu: Hehe, this is a disguised form of compensation.

Of course, this is just my inner rant. I can only say that when luck comes, nothing can stop me from making a fortune.

After being dumbfounded, Lingbao Realm Lord had only one word in his mind—"Gan!"

Yan Shisan looked at the Silent Death Sword Spirit and felt that the sword was a good match for him.

Silent Sword Spirit: What's going on? Why do I have this feeling that I want him to hold me?

This feeling was so shameful, yet I couldn't resist it.

No, we can't do that!

Yan Shisan's heart stirred, and he stretched out his hand, saying, "Come here!" This was the posture of holding a sword.

Chapter 1170 Nie Feng's Rollercoaster Mental State

The will of the Silent Death Sword Spirit resisted, but its true form was honest, uncontrollably moving closer to Yan Shisan.

"No, no, no!" he struggled desperately. "Even if I were to acknowledge you as my master, you would still need to pass my test."

Okay, now even willpower doesn't reject it.

Yan Shisan said, "Come on, I will accept your test."

"Death has come."

An atmosphere of desolation and death enveloped Yan Shisan.

Yan Shisan's spirit and will were drawn into it, and he quickly grasped the artistic conception.

Using his fingers as swords, he could strike with one deadly sword, then two, and so on, until he could strike with fifteen, eighteen, and twenty-three swords.

Back when Yan Shisan created the Fifteen Deadly Swords, he was already a terrestrial immortal in the Divine Continent.

After mastering the Eighteen Deadly Swords, one reaches the Great Ascension Realm.

The Twenty-One Deadly Swords then ascended to the Pangu Realm.

Now, drawing upon the essence of the Silent Death Sword Spirit, he has finally created the Twenty-Three Swords based on the Twenty-Two Deadly Swords.

The Twenty-Three Swords erupted, and an endless will of death spread out, directly replacing the atmosphere of the Silent Death Sword Spirit's eruption.

The will to die dissipates, and the Sword of Deathly Silence is obtained.

Yan Shisan stroked the blade of the Deathly Silence Sword, and the sword's sound was like a dragon's roar, revealing a hint of excitement.

Yan Shisan was very satisfied with the sword, considering it his natal spirit sword.

"Ah, this!"

The gamblers in the world were dumbfounded. They won just like that? Was it really that easy?

Is this a test or a treat? Where's the test? Why are they feeding and stuffing food into your mouth? Aren't they afraid of overeating?

"In the first match, Pangu Realm wins. The second match begins! Bu Jingyun from Pangu Realm versus Shangyuan Sword Spirit from Lingbao Realm."

Bu Jingyun appeared, his cloak billowing, and looked at the Soul of the Sorrowful Sword Spirit, saying, "Let's have a fair fight. I will not use my sword techniques against you."

He didn't have a peerless sword, but by chance he learned the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. While traveling the world, he met Nameless again, received guidance, and embarked on the path of the sword.

However, he did not give up his research on the Cloud-Dispelling Palm, and now he is proficient in both sword and palm techniques.

Feeling slighted, the spirit of the Sorrowful Origin Sword shouted, "You look down on me?"

Bu Jingyun shook his head, "If I draw my sword, you will have no chance at all."

This guy is so pretentious, even Ximen Chuixue and Yan Shisan want to beat him up.

Lin Zhu asked Nie Feng curiously, "Does he do this often?"

Nie Feng smiled but didn't say anything.

What could he do? That's just how Bu Jingyun is!

Kong Ci was alright while he was alive, but after Kong Ci's death, he completely let himself go.

This time, Bu Jingyun really pulled off a big stunt, especially in front of countless chaotic worlds, and was seen by a group of world lords.

How should I put it? It's just...

You're not even at the Law Realm, yet you're so arrogant?

That's outrageous, absolutely outrageous.

Unexpectedly, a loud shout came from the Pangu Realm: "Good, that's how it should be."

Lin Zhu turned his head and saw shouts coming from two people, one was Zhu Rong and the other was Chi You.

Okay, it's these two, that's normal.

"This is outrageous!" The Sword Spirit of Shangyuan could not bear it any longer. It abandoned its sword spirit form and transformed into a sword with a black blade symbolizing death. With a single slash, it formed a dark moon and attacked Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun flicked his cloak and unleashed a Cloud-Dispelling Palm strike, his spiritual energy transforming into clouds that spread outwards, obscuring the moon.

In the Pangu Realm, Xiong Ba watched this scene and felt that Bu Jingyun's Cloud-Dispelling Palm had transcended the original scope of martial arts and transformed into divine martial arts.

The Cloud-Dispelling Palm is Bu Jingyun's Cloud-Dispelling Palm, and no longer the Cloud-Dispelling Palm among the Three Great Palms.

Amidst the clouds, the Soul of Sorrow could not detect Bu Jingyun's whereabouts, but felt a powerful aura coming from the side.

Bu Jingyun struck the sword with a palm strike, knocking the Shangyuan Sword away.

The intent of the clouds was poured into the sword, striking its very spirit.

The sword spirit wailed, splitting into hundreds in mid-air, its sword light flashing as it weaved back and forth.

Bu Jingyun maneuvered and moved among the clouds, occasionally using his cloak to sweep away the sword light and deflect its attacks.

Then the cloak rolled up again, and wisps of cloud transformed into dark chains, shattering the light of the Shangyuan Sword and revealing its true form.

The final three layers of heavy clouds locked the body of the Sorrowful Origin Sword.

The Shangyuan Sword trembled, its sharp sword energy constantly cutting through the chains binding it.

Each time it manages to break free, it gets locked up again the next moment, which is incredibly annoying.

He shouted, "Are you ever going to stop?"

Bu Jingyun remained silent, and another chain wrapped around his back, securing the sword hilt.

Let's see how you cut this time.

The Sorrowful Sword was now under his control; he hadn't expected Bu Jingyun to resort to such a despicable move.

The blade severed the chain again, leaving only the slippery hilt.

Then the sword glowed and unleashed a series of sword energies.

Bu Jingyun manipulated the cloud chains and swung them wildly, scattering the sword energy everywhere, none of which could hit him.

"Bring it to you!"

With a forceful pull, Bu Jingyun dragged the Shangyuan Sword into the clouds, its hilt falling into his hand.

As the clouds dispersed, Bu Jingyun held his sword in one hand, his body erupting with orange-gold sword energy, exuding an aura of dominance.

"Are you satisfied?"

A smile appeared on Bu Jingyun's face; he was determined to have this sword.

Although he no longer has the Qilin Arm, his hands are now no less powerful than the Qilin Arm due to his years of practicing the Cloud-Dispelling Palm.

Furthermore, Kong Ci has been dead for so many years, who knows if he cultivated some kind of Qilin Arm?

With a forceful pull of his arms, he used his own spiritual power to cleanse the body of the Sorrowful Origin Sword.

His spiritual power carries his will, the meaning of clouds, and the sword intent of "Cloud Ten".

The Shangyuan Sword trembled. As soon as the "Yun Shi" sword intent appeared, he was extremely excited. "You should have revealed it sooner. How could I still fight you?"

Sensing the emotions of the Sorrowful Sword, Bu Jingyun asked again, "Do you submit?"

The Sorrowful Sword ceased its struggle and was successfully subdued by Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun was so fond of the Shangyuan Sword that he said, "From now on, you shall be called Shangyun."

"Yes, Master." The spirit of the Sorrowful Cloud Sword appeared, and clouds rose.

Upon seeing this, You Ruo let out a soft exclamation: "Isn't this Kong Ci?"

"Second sister-in-law?" Nie Feng called out directly, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Bu Jingyun showed no sign of happiness, "Change back to normal."

Although Kong Ci is dead, no one can replace her in Bu Jingyun's heart.

The Sorrowful Cloud Sword felt a little wronged, but it still changed back to its original form.

She could actually sense that Bu Jingyun was pleasantly surprised when she transformed into Kong Ci's appearance.

However, for some reason, he immediately flew into a rage.

"Ah, this!"

Nie Feng's mood suddenly became heavy again.

Wind has no form, clouds have no shape; when wind and clouds unite, they can fight beyond their level, but the price is that the two must be of one mind.

But if two people are in sync for too long, trouble will inevitably arise.

Therefore, they generally won't join forces unless it's a life-or-death situation.

Of course, if Kong Ci were here, Nie Feng wouldn't be worried at all.

But now Kong Ci is gone.

I'm going to be on tenterhooks when I get along with Senior Brother Yun from now on. What if I accidentally end up like Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling?

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling: "Achoo!"

"Young Master Ling, I have a feeling that someone is trying to frame us."