Representing the collapse of the heavenly pillar, an absolute peak sword thrusts upwards from below.

Representing the mountains and rivers of the Nine Hills Blade Technique, a vast strike descends from above. The two combatants seem to occupy reversed positions.

Yet, the silken threads of their might remain undisturbed. Terrifying energy cleaves open the very air.

Around the martial platform, three layers of light curtains have successively risen. These are the protective formations of the Azure Tooth Platform, activated to their limit to ensure the safety of the spectators in the stands.

And the martial platform itself, its complex array patterns etched into the ground bricks, is already covered in cracks, strained to its bearing capacity.

In the viewing stands, He Lian Yunyun’s sky-blue eyes are alight, observing the clash of blade and sword, and more so, the collision of two opposing “intentions.” The usually carefree black-robed female cultivator is now entirely focused.

Jiang Wang’s sword represents the breaking of a heavenly pillar; this sword indeed carries the momentum of a tilting sky. However, the mountains and rivers of the great land possess a vast bosom that can bear all.

As the saying goes, “The terrain is Kun, the gentleman with thick virtue carries things.”

No matter the calamity, the mountains and rivers of the great land silently endure.

At this moment, Acacia rises from below, a roaring flame mountain of a sword, colliding with the densely packed, continuous mountains and rivers of the Nine Hills Blade. It shatters mountain after mountain formed by blade energy, yet the mountains and rivers stretch infinitely far.

Dou Zhao’s Nine Hills Blade momentum spreads out, as if writing a grand epic. Speaking of wind and affairs, writing of mountains and rivers, describing history, outlining vicissitudes. The breaking heavenly pillar, finally, cannot advance further.

The Nine Hills Blade Canon comprises nine styles in total. Dou Zhao, at this moment, unleashes “Qingzhou Unyielding.” The continuous green mountains, like splashed ink, wildly swing down, exhausting the heaven-tilting sword momentum layer by layer. At this juncture, Dou Zhao holds the dominant position, and Jiang Wang’s sword momentum is already stubborn.

The Tian Xiao blade, with its incredibly thick spine and impossibly sharp edge, follows the momentum downwards.

Following that wondrous trajectory between life and death, it cleaves down, a stroke like the songs of Yangzhou! This style is a riot of colors on brocade, a brocade of mountains and rivers.

At the height of prosperity, one stands upon the peak of the blade’s intention. A blade too wonderful, too fitting.

Dou Zhao’s grasp of momentum and intention is simply sublime.

With a single downward strike, blade energy surges and dances wildly. Every wisp of blade energy expands to the extreme, brilliant to the extreme, as if blooming a lifetime of splendor in an instant. As this blade descends, the world’s profusion is contained within it.

The flame mountain of the sword is already like a red candle burning out.

But the Acacia, acting as the wick, hooks the remaining fire, suddenly flicking upwards. This flick seems like a phoenix soaring through the nine heavens; it has the cry of a divine bird, the sword cry is a bird cry.

Behind Jiang Wang, a one-legged divine bird raises its head and flaps its wings.

On the tip of the Acacia sword, this point of flame instantly expands, spreading into a boundless sea of fire. The Sword Immortal performs the Bi Fang Seal, again turning the Three Flavors True Fire into a sea!

With this solid, real divine ability fire, he responds to the extreme prosperity intention of Dou Zhao’s blade. Those brocade mountains and rivers all fall into the sea of fire.

Boom boom boom!

Blade energy and fierce fire madly entangle and consume each other.

Dou Zhao, already wary of the Three Flavors True Fire, naturally will not allow this entanglement to continue. The “Yangzhou Like Song” style is not yet exhausted, but he has already switched the blade’s momentum.

When it comes to killing techniques and secret arts, more is not necessarily better. The more powerful a killing technique, the more it requires immense time and energy to polish, and the more it tests one’s talent. Using a not-sufficiently proficient killing technique against an enemy like Jiang Wang is akin to seeking death.

But every set of blade techniques Dou Zhao has used so far has been exhibited at its peak level.

The transition between blade momentums is natural and smooth, possessing a kind of flowing, water-like beauty.

One moment it was the extreme prosperity blade intention of fresh flowers on brocade and boiling oil, the next the Tian Xiao blade lights up. It seems like a single willow leaf, carried by the wind through misty rain. Lightly floating, and ethereal.

Appearing and disappearing, gaining and losing, like a covering field. This mountain was once a river, this water was once a tomb.

The rotten bones here were once old friends. The ruins on this ground once held splendid cities, alas!

Vast seas turn into mulberry fields, worldly affairs are like a dream. This style,

“Youzhou No Dream”!

The most ethereal style within the Nine Hills Blade Canon. No other blade is more suitable than this one.

This blade passes through time; the Three Flavors True Fire actually seems like an illusion or a dream, letting it pass. One moment flame waves surged to the sky, covering everything.

The next moment, the blade cleaves open the sea of fire, its edge approaching Jiang Wang’s body.

However, as the sea of flames parts, sword energy roars like a dragon, and the human path floods forth!

Jiang Wang had long prepared; the foreshadowing was laid during the chase within the Flame City. Those comings and goings shattered by Dou Zhao were all provisions for this moment’s “Human Universe Sword.” No matter what kind of absolute top blade technique Dou Zhao uses in response, daring to open the sea of fire means facing the human tide!

Grass snake gray line, foreshadowing across a thousand li, at this moment the pen tips converge, instantly connecting head and tail, like painting a dragon and dotting its eyes. One scattered, one stroke, exactly a human character supporting the sky.

A pair of feet, having trodden through thousands of mountains. A pair of hands, breaking through ten thousand difficulties. Wielding this human character sword, Jiang Wang passes unimpeded. Sword energy surges, advancing successively, within the chaotic time tearing apart that illusionary dream and breaking through the blade momentum to assault the mid-court!

But amidst the boundless shattered dreams, another blade cuts horizontally! Meeting the sword tip with the blade edge.

For Jiang Wang’s Human Character Sword, Dou Zhao had similarly prepared in advance. He even determined that at this very moment, this is a sword Jiang Wang *must* unleash. Because this is the momentum he has given, the intention he has set; it is the best opportunity for him to leave the Human Character Sword.

How do two cultivators, each possessing absolute top fighting talent, seize the initiative? Zhong Li Yan watches everything with unwavering gaze. He understands clearly what he lacks, perhaps it is precisely here. From the beginning until now, within an extremely short period, Jiang Wang and Dou Zhao have already switched between attack and defense countless times, constantly breaking moves and changing moves, setting up and breaking down formations. So many choices have directly shattered his imaginative space! This is the peak fighting game among the contemporary young generation of cultivators. He can deny it with his mouth, but he must face it in his heart. Only by facing the gap can one challenge the gap. At this moment, facing the surging human tide, Dou Zhao’s Tian Xiao blade sweeps out.

The Nine Hills Blade Canon reveals a new move.

The long blade horizontally cleaves the human world, blade energy opens heaven and splits earth, making high mountains fill valleys, calling rivers to divide fertile fields.

Cutting mountains to make platforms, digging earth for pools. Ancestors planted trees, later generations enjoy the shade. Thousands of years of merits and demerits, who will evaluate? Kings and generals all perish, only the mountains and rivers remain as before.

Only the mountains and rivers remain as before!

This blade, “Gains and Losses of Jingzhou”!

As this blade is unleashed, people come and people go.

The Human Character Sword momentum is swaying. The two feet of the human character are already standing unstable!

Relying on his terrifying blade techniques that encompass hundreds of schools, Dou Zhao, from the start of the battle until now, has not repeated a single move. His blade technique is too strong, his choices too many! One could even say that in fighting up to this point, every style he has used has been completely exhibited at the peak level, and every blade strike has achieved the best result under the current conditions.

No matter how stunning Jiang Wang’s performance, he cannot suppress him.

And at this moment, with the battle having evolved to such intensity, the “Gains and Losses of Jingzhou” blade has already cleaved open the human tide. Since ancient times, who can escape the two words, “gains and losses”?

Seeing that blade cleave open the sea of fire, seeing the unprepared and momentum-less Human Character Sword field’s edge, the six people watching the battle all clearly perceive that Jiang Wang has already fallen into decline. This slight decline is actually still very weak.

But in a peak confrontation at the level of Jiang Wang and Dou Zhao, it is fatal! The needle-point-against-wheat-awn situation has been disrupted.

Momentum weakens by a point, a piece collapses. One step weaker, step by step wrong! Having created such an advantage, Dou Zhao is naturally unwilling to miss it. The Tian Xiao blade suddenly pauses.

The momentum of the Nine Hills Blade suddenly restrains itself.

What brocade, what beautiful dream, finally the clouds scatter. What green mountains, what gains and losses, thousands of li of mountains and rivers are nowhere to be seen. At this moment, a kind of clear sky and pure earth calm surrounds Dou Zhao’s body.

A kind of terror is born in this moment.

Even the six people sitting far away in the viewing stands, looking at the edge of the Tian Xiao blade at this time, also feel a chill rise. Since ancient times, the first killing technique.

Dou Zhao is ready to bring an end to this battle. This blade washes away the lead and splendor, wanting to witness the five decays of heaven and man! But before this,

In Jiang Wang’s red eyes, a sword light leaps out first.

Jiang Wang had similarly been brewing for a long time! The moment Dou Zhao’s piece fell like a dragon was precisely the battle opportunity he chose. A jade color flows within his ears, and in the void, there seems to be a faint compassionate Sanskrit sound.

The Immortal Realm of Voice Hearing is opened at this very moment! The Self-Observation Mirror also unfolds synchronously!

The former lasts for nineteen breaths, the latter is merely an instant. But precisely within this instant, the Heavenly Edge Star Tower successively lights up, starlight flows like a vast waterfall, and the star road winds like gods in heaven wielding a brush, painting a vast long night, painting the Big Dipper hanging high. Thus people get to see.

Outside the Azure Wolf Fighting Field, people also get to see, in broad daylight, the Big Dipper shining upon the royal court!

Dou Zhao madly changes moves to evade Jiang Wang’s Knowledge Sensing supplementation. This is of course an act of genius. If not for an absolute paragon like Dou Zhao, daring to use such a method in front of Jiang Wang would be absolute suicide. Facing Jiang Wang, who dares not exhibit their strongest?

Even knowing that their Knowledge Sensing will be captured, it is impossible to use a less powerful killing technique to respond to Jiang Wang. When such a battle begins, Jiang Wang inherently takes a step of time advantage; the longer the battle drags on, the more favorable it is to him. But precisely because he is Dou Zhao.

Even using a blade technique that is not his absolute strongest, it is enough to contend with Jiang Wang. To some extent, this can also be considered a form of strength suppression.

Jiang Wang must admit, the current him, even with “One Day, A Thousand Li,” is no longer the Jiang Wang of the Mountain Sea Realm. In terms of paper strength, he is still inferior to Dou Zhao. This is not something to be ashamed of, and at the same time, it does not affect his confidence in contending for victory.

Up to now, Dou Zhao has successively exhibited four doors of absolute top blade techniques: the Buddhist Gate blade technique, the Great Illusion Indra Blade; the Legalist blade technique, “One Word Strike, Decide and Stand”; the Military blade technique, “Lou Lan Breaking Array Blade”; and the Confucian blade technique, the Nine Hills. Every single door of blade technique has reached its peak, and each is used with absolute brilliance.

This can, of course, be called terrifying strength, an unparalleled talent in the world. It is foreseeable that Dou Zhao is certainly good at more than just these; he still has more means to choose from. He can even fight on like this indefinitely, fighting until the division of victory and defeat before Jiang Wang’s Wrong Path can capture his Knowledge Sensing.

But Jiang Wang has also thereby drawn a judgment – no matter how Dou Zhao exhibits his talent within the fight, his core idea for this battle is already clear. This is also the necessity of countering the Wrong Path’s Knowledge Sensing. Under Dou Zhao’s frantic changes in moves, what is exhibited is his absolute confidence and control. Therefore, the moment the Seven Styles of Combat appear, it is certainly when Dou Zhao is confident of dividing victory and defeat. This timing judgment is very important; this is where the vital point lies!

The moment of breath change is precisely the vital point.

In this single breath, precisely, lies the wondrous line between life and death.

He has fought for survival ten times, and through his enlightenment at Bujian Open Product, he has a fixed plan for determining his Product: he has reason to activate Four Companions. The public has not gained enlightenment: this is also a flaw!

He has endured for a long time, precisely to set the moment of dividing victory before Dou Zhao prepares to divide victory.

Slightly too early will raise alarm, slightly too late might already be the end. So he must judge accurately, at what moment, precisely, does Dou Zhao believe he can end the fight. If this judgment is slightly off, then everything is lost.

Even when judged accurately, without the slightest deviation, one still needs to successfully grasp that slightly fleeting line of opportunity to seize the possibility of victory! That opportunity is now! Precisely in this moment!

Dou Zhao has only just lifted his blade, the blade intention of the five decays of heaven and man has not yet fully unleashed, and he immediately and without hesitation reveals his trump card, betting everything! At this time, the sky above the Azure Wolf Fighting Field is completely covered by starlight. The Heavenly Edge Star Road folds and turns, penetrating the Big Dipper domain.

Jiang Wang, in his green shirt, walks alone with his sword, his steps composed, while heaven and earth tremble, and the seven stars shift position. The handle of the Big Dipper, in the air, simply folds, already pointing north.

Thus, a cold howl is born, and the eight directions are frozen. Floating clouds shatter into flying snow, turbid energy withers like yellow leaves.

All things are desolate, the human world is shrouded in solemnity. At this time, the world is all winter! Dou Zhao and Jiang Wang are both holding nothing back, both unleashing killer-level means.

Because in a situation where victory must be contested, facing each other, they have no possibility of holding back! What kind of move is the Five Sorrows of Heaven and Man?

It is the last blade of the world’s first killing technique.

Jiang Wang has already experienced it more than once, accumulating not a little Knowledge Sensing, and still has no method to break it. What kind of move is “World All Winter”?

In the western suburbs of Linzi, it made Chong Xuan Tong leap up without regret. On the Min West battlefield, it settled the victory and defeat.

It is Jiang Wang’s Dao of Killing Sword, purely in terms of killing power, it is also his strongest sword up to now. Jiang Wang’s “World All Winter” is faster, its momentum and intention more complete, robbing half a point of the ancient initiative.

But Dou Zhao’s Five Sorrows of Heaven and Man is more powerful.

The battle has evolved to this degree; both sides are already unable to control their power.

In Jiang Wang’s eyes, yin and yang fish even swim. And the tip of Dou Zhao’s black hair seems to begin to probe out golden light. Golden light and red flame seem to become the only two absolute colors between heaven and earth.

Next is the outline of red and blue silhouettes!

He Lian Yunyun, watching from the edge of the field, at this moment suddenly realizes that this match between the envoys of two great strong countries, which should have been a fascinating spar for people to relish, has actually evolved into a life-and-death situation.

How did this happen?

“Separate them!” She immediately speaks, yet knows it is too late.

This is the Supreme Royal Court, safety is beyond doubt. The people secretly protecting her, although they are contemporary True Persons, are not following this closely. The master of the Azure Wolf Fighting Field is not within the fighting field at this moment. Moreover, even if they were closer, even if a contemporary True Person made a move, could they truly easily erase the might of these two people’s battle and preserve their lives?

She sees the answer in her eyes,

Doubt!

Zhong Li Yan does not believe Dou Zhao will die; he drinks the tooth flower child, somewhat regretting not being able to regain face on Jiang Wang. As for the relationship between Qi and Chu countries after this battle, he does not think that far. Yu Wen Feng is completely unable to see the situation clearly, still thinking this is a spar that can be stopped at any time, just like Jiang Wang’s sword brushed past Zhong Li Yan’s neck earlier.

Jin Gonghao of the Jin clan, and the female cultivator Yu Hua from the Wash Moon Nunnery, are simply detached from the matter, only pondering its influence.

And Huang She Li has already unfurled her long robe, preparing for the most graceful posture of flying down towards the martial platform. She has already decided, she will not hesitate to immediately activate God’s Descent, and even trace back time, to preserve the lives of these two people—

How can one bear to see such beautiful individuals perish before their very eyes?

At this moment, regardless of whether it is Dou Zhao or Jiang Wang, as the most representative paragons of their respective countries, their life and death no longer lie solely with them personally, but have huge entanglements. Thus, everyone who notices this scene, no matter who they are, will inevitably have complex considerations.

Only the two people facing this life-and-death confrontation, in their eyes alone, have absolutely no consideration for life and death. In this moment, they are the same; their eyes burn only with never-fading confidence in themselves, and an absolutely unwavering pursuit of victory.

I was born different from others; I have never doubted my talent, I have never stopped my bitter cultivation, I have never ceased to temper myself in the cold.

One day, the divine weapon will be unsheathed. Which hero in the world can stand against it! I do not seek to be called unparalleled. I only ask, who is first. Who is first?!