C418 Life is as lawless as it is today!

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Thank you, Linzeen, for your great reward!

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This extremely dark true understanding of the path of the sword had a very small story that was written like this.

The inscription of a ghost swordsman's tombstone on a windswept hill:

I am ordinary.

The aptitude of a swordsman was not at the same level as his peers.

How mediocre I am among the talented and resourceful,

Jealousy, self-loathing, despair gnawing away at my wrist day and night,

I realized, and only equally, that I was giving all human beings "the desire to live."

And, ah, it doesn't take a long time, and I can understand that it's not really my consciousness,

Even so, I still believe that my natural talent will be useful and that one day it will be discovered.

Even in desperation, I would firmly brandish my sword.

Thus, welcoming the end of my life, I learned that the talent given to me is "ordinary" ah!

Looking back at my life, that's the answer I got.

Experiencing hardships during training was the proof that one was born with faith.

I dreamed that I was flying in the sky with all the weapons.

Now, I have no regrets and mediocre aptitude, but I have extraordinary dreams. This is not a sin.

Thank you for allowing me to freely dance the sword in the sky.

What a perfect life!

The Sword Saint was going to sleep here for a long time.

When Zhang Dongcheng read this little story, he decided to buy this Sword Soul – Zenith Ghost Sword Art – Windstorm Form. This little story was exactly the same as him, causing him to be filled with the desire to learn it.

Above the Zhen Wu Continent, there were billions of martial artists, and countless of outstanding people. But Zhang Dongcheng, he was so ordinary, born in a small city, born in a small sect or small sect, he was looked down by countless of people.

Facing so many Rankers, who wouldn't have a higher status than Zhang Dongcheng, who wouldn't be stronger and ranked higher?

But, nature has its uses, ordinary people have their own unordinary side, I possess the most extraordinary dream, to break through the void and gain proof of the Great Dao, this is not my fault!

Now, let the weapons dance in the sky, let the will to fight bring despair, in the endless darkness, welcome the light!

Tai Heying compared to the sun, then I will devour you with darkness!

Then, he would take back the Law of Flames that belonged to this fellow!

When this fellow thinks that victory is in his grasp, that he will be able to suppress me with his family background, identity, endless elixirs, and secret techniques, he will not know which one of us is the true one!

When the extremely violent gigantic flaming palm was less than three hundred meters away from Zhang Dongcheng, an aura even more terrifying than Tai Heying's exploded forth from Zhang Dongcheng's body. When this aura exploded out, the entire space twisted for a moment as the barrier collapsed.

Sword Soul – Zenith Ghost Sword Technique's Tempest Technique!

Black lotuses blossomed one after another beside Zhang Dongcheng, as if they were transformed by the blade. Countless streams of sword auras, and even tens of thousands of meters, rushed straight into the clouds.

Darkness, invasion!

It was as if there was not even the slightest bit of starlight in the night sky, as if there was not even the slightest bit of light in the abyss.

There was only wind, only gale, only that violent wind that was as sharp as a blade!

All sorts of indescribable feelings pervaded and exploded from Zhang Dongcheng's side, colliding together with Tai Heying's incomparably dazzling gigantic flame palm!

The power of laws and the way of the sword were unmatched in history. The source of power was supreme.

Now, Zhang Dongcheng had exploded the savage wolf bloodline and activated the sword dao which was three times the attribute, colliding with Tai Heying's Law of Flames and detonating it with a loud bang!

"Boom!"

On Tai Heying's side, it was as hot as the blazing sun, as hot as the daytime at noon. On Zhang Dongcheng's side, it was as pitch black as boundless hell, and as deep as midnight.

In the midst of the earth-shattering explosion, the entire world was torn apart by the violent energy. Countless pieces of energy scattered in all directions, tearing everything in its path to pieces.

That terrifying light, which could not be described with words, was like a raging god that descended upon the world with an apocalyptic calamity. The destructive energy spread like a raging tide, suppressing the heavens and the earth, engulfing all the realms.

As if being pierced by countless sword beams, the giant flame palm could not help but shrink back. That wild and unruly attitude also dimmed down, but Zhang Dongcheng became braver the more he fought!

Life has great freedom, no restriction of life and death, life is lawless, this is the present day!

RUU…!

Rumble rumble rumble!

Even though he was gravely injured, Zhang Dongcheng was like a trapped beast that was struggling, and was even crazier. As he struck out with his sword, countless black sword beams seemed to never stop, as though they were countless sharp arrows from spears, and like a torrential downpour, they explosively shot towards Tai Heying's gigantic flame palm.

Countless cracks appeared in the air, and countless ripples appeared. That extremely terrifying and terrifying sword beam submerged the gigantic flame palms, the world of the heavens and earth, as if a sword beam had smashed out a sea of sword qi. The sea of anger was astonishing, and countless sword waves had converged into endless huge waves, surging and destroying everything in its path!

Tai Heying never thought that when she struck Zhang Dongcheng with her palm, it would arouse his ferocity, and even more so, that she wouldn't rest until he was dead!

In the sky, ten thousand swords tore through the air, Zhang Dongcheng was as berserk as thunder!

The gigantic flame palms seemed ready to be bullied, passively taking the hits and continuously retreating. In the end, the violent light also dimmed down and was beaten dizzy by the endless sword waves, trembling non-stop.

Zhang Dongcheng's eyes were like lightning, the Solitary Peak Immortal Slaying Sword shattered the space in the air, causing the heaven and earth to be on the verge of collapse, and the space in the Ten Thousand Blade Arena to boil.

The flaming palm disappeared into the air and Tai Heying was sent flying while screaming in pain. Along the way, she had smashed into countless gigantic blades that were as huge as mountains, falling onto the ground and spitting out countless blood.

Zhang Dongcheng was also sent flying by the palm strike. He felt as if all the bones in his body had been broken, and everything in front of his eyes turned black.

With extreme difficulty, Zhang Dongcheng used the Solitary Peak Immortal Slaying Sword to support himself from falling to the ground.

As for Tai Heying, she held onto her right hand and sweated profusely. She couldn't hide the fear in her eyes even when she fell on the ground, and couldn't get up no matter what.