Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 936 - 642: Flying Dragon Nine Styles Swordsmanship, Tenth Form!

Ruins Sea.

Nine Layers Land Ruins.

Blind Iron wanted to kill Yan Chuan, but Yan Chuan was slippery, always evading his grasp, inciting more rage, and escalating his momentum in anger.

In the sky, dark clouds gathered densely, electric flashes and thunderclaps seemed to respond to his True Qi summons.

The storm was imminent!

As he swung his sword, a mighty sword wind howled forth, leaving chaos in its wake. The ground was carved with deep ravines, and distant meteors shattered cleanly in the sword wind.

Invincible!

The High Rank Divine Generals surrounding from all sides were enveloped by this dense attack, their defenses instantly shattered. Some were swept up by the sword wind, torn asunder; others were hit by the aftershock and spewed blood on the spot, dying.

Heaven and earth shattered!

Bloodthirsty storm!

Only Blind Iron's Iron Sword shone with an unyielding light amid the storm and rain.

"Yan Chuan doesn't emerge!"

"What can the world do!"

The surrounding High Rank Divine Generals, frightened, called out for Yan Chuan, pleading for him to join the battle.

But Yan Chuan turned a deaf ear; he didn't count these people as his own — everyone was 'mercenaries.' In times of trouble, each would fend for themselves. If he encountered a crisis, these people certainly wouldn't help, not adding insult to injury would be fortunate.

At this moment, faced with a powerful enemy summoning him, Yan Chuan was too lazy to respond.

He always avoided unprepared battles, and he was undefeated because he knew his enemies and himself thoroughly beforehand. Now, Blind Iron was ferocious, and Yan Chuan hadn't fully seen through his depths, so Yan Chuan couldn't make a move.

However—

"It won't be long now!"

Yan Chuan looked at Blind Iron.

This nearly Invincible God General raised his Iron Sword, thunder flashing, seemingly shrouding all of Nine Provinces, with no escape anywhere in heaven or earth.

Rumble!

A crackling sound!

Thunder roared! Electric arcs flashed!

Yan Chuan observed as Blind Iron gathered all his True Qi at the sword tip, invoking the Thunder Power of the heavens, fusing it with the sword stance, forming a world-ending thunder prison.

Dignity!

Might!

"He's risking it all!"

Yan Chuan was delighted.

At this moment, it showed Blind Iron was finally at wit's end. Now, he was nearing the time for a counterattack.

Nine Provinces Thunder converged on the Iron Sword!

Blind Iron looked up at the heavens, connecting with the Thunder Power between heaven and earth. True Qi frantically circulated, drawing lightning to the sword body, which shimmered with dazzling electric light and crackled.

Sword Summoning Thunder!

Sword force swayed!

Rumble!

Drawing lightning from the sky, it descended straight down, merging with the sword body's electric gleam, forming massive pillars of unmatched lightning, aimed at the surrounding High Rank Divine Generals and particularly at Yan Chuan.

Returning Ruins trembled!

Hundreds and thousands of lightning pillars tore through space wherever they reached, emitting deafening roars. In the face of this terrifying power, the surrounding High Rank Divine Generals were terrified, unable to resist.

This strike!

In terms of momentum, it was not inferior at all to Yan Chuan's previously awe-inspiring Sword Sea displayed three times—

"Living Yama wielding endless Sword Qi is Sword Sea!"

"Blind Iron invoking endless thunder is Thunder Prison!"

"Invincible!"

"All are invincible!"

"I see Blind Iron possesses the bearing of Living Yama, perhaps capable of pulling Living Yama down from the Divine Altar!"

...

A crowd of High Rank Divine Generals regarded him.

In truth, Blind Iron's Thunder Prison was so powerful that it gave them the feeling that Living Yama was before them, believing that Blind Iron might resolve Yan Chuan.

This was the closest anyone had ever come to Yan Chuan!

And from beginning to end, Yan Chuan had been pursued, hunted, constantly evading, never daring to clash directly with Blind Iron — a rare situation, evidently Yan Chuan was afraid!

"Blind Iron!"

"Give it all you've got!"

Countless High Rank Divine Generals eagerly hoped, cheering for Blind Iron, anticipating he could defeat Yan Chuan, even amongst Yan Chuan's camp, despite hoping such a strong figure might persist, there was an underlying anticipation to see if Blind Iron could indeed defeat Yan Chuan.

It's not that Yan Chuan faced worldwide enmity!

Rather, Yan Chuan was so strong it was absurd, sparking curiosity on when he might finally be defeated or even killed. Was he truly to fight invincibly across Nine Layers Land Ruins, slaying endlessly in Ruins Sea?

That's impossible!

"There are always stronger ones among the strong!"

"Beyond the hills are hills, beyond people are people!"

"I admit Yan Chuan is very strong! But among the countless Tenth Rank Divine Generals, surely someone can surpass Yan Chuan!"

"I look forward to the day he's beaten to death! His mouth, once beaten to death, won't be regretted!"

...

Everyone hoped for Yan Chuan's death.

Only Blind Iron exerted himself.

Blind Iron lifted his Iron Sword—

Rumble rumble!

Crackling sounds!

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning intertwined.

Blind Iron was enveloped in electric gleam, appearing like Thunder God descending into the world.

Huh?

Thunder God?

Indeed!

Blind Iron was now more Thunder God-like than the Thunder God previously slain by Yan Chuan, mastering the summoning of heavenly thunder with ease.

Sword Summoning Thunder!

Truly formidable! 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Rumble!

Gigantic lightning descended from the heavens, linking with the sword body's light, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield. The powerful electric force made the surrounding air scorchingly hot, countless meteors began melting vast and wide.

Incomparable lightning pillars charged with overwhelming momentum towards surrounding High Rank Divine Generals, with only dazzling light seen before they were engulfed by sheer power.

Their bodies turned to ash in the lightning, everything around was leveled.

Meteors were densely packed originally; now they were cleared to a vacuum area, with only remaining electric arcs from the lightning left.

With just one move, thousands of High Rank Divine Generals were harvested!

Terrifying!

Astounding!

Meteors broken and dissolved, Divine Generals shattered, leaving only Yan Chuan facing Blind Iron directly!

King to King!

The big event!

Was coming!

...

Ruins Sea.

Nine Layers Land Ruins.

Yan Chuan looked upon the arrival of Thunder Prison, seeing the surrounding vacuum, and he smiled, unafraid, because he had already discerned Blind Iron's illusion and reality. And his smile was for—

"I have Sword Sea!"

"He has Thunder Prison!"

"My Wave Riding Micro Steps can conceal Sword Qi, his Flying Dragon Nine Styles Swordsmanship can also conceal—"

Blind Iron's Flying Dragon Nine Styles Swordsmanship, people only thought it had nine styles—

One Origin Restarts!

Two Sleeves of Pure Wind!

Three Suns Opening!

Four-sided Ambush!

Five Blessings!

Six Harmonies Spring!

Seven Stars in a Row!

Eight-direction Wind and Rain!

Nine Provinces Thunder!

Yet.

Never has anyone known, Blind Iron's Flying Dragon Nine Styles Swordsmanship actually concealed a Tenth Form. No one has ever forced Blind Iron to display the Tenth Form, but this time, Yan Chuan's appearance was a massive surprise.

Blind Iron detested Yan Chuan's martial arts lecture, pointing and nudging, imperious speech, incessant chatter, despising Yan Chuan himself, this was one aspect. On the other hand, he sought to protect Taixuzi in Proving Dao War God Realm, aspiring to gain a friendship and gratitude from a War God Realm, which was another aspect.

Lastly, Blind Iron also sought to leverage the ultimate peak duel between him and Yan Chuan to ascend to War God Realm!

Thus!

At this moment!

Sword Blind Man held nothing back, instantly unleashing Flying Dragon Nine Styles Swordsmanship's Tenth Form!

This form is named—

Ten!

Sided!

Ambush!

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