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As the first light of the second day's sunrise shone upon the earth, the team continued to move forward steadily.
Suddenly, a swift sword energy burst through the air, heading straight for the team. Everyone became alert and immediately drew their swords to fight. Chin Feng, with sharp eyes, spotted a group of demons pouncing towards them.
These monsters, with their unique wolf-like bodies and wings, are a visual spectacle that stimulates everyone's senses. Their eyes are deep and sharp, like an abyss hiding infinite sword intent, and their sharp fangs and claws appear exceptionally fierce.
They inhabit the Sword Soul Valley and are a special type of monster called the Spirit Sword Beast. They have the appearance of a wolf with wings, deep sword-like eyes, sharp fangs and claws, and their bodies contain sword energy. Their ultimate move is "Sword Soul Piercing Heart," which can release a fierce sword energy to attack the enemy's heart.
Chin Feng and others fought fiercely against the Spirit Sword Beast. The beast's attacks were cunning and fierce, every swipe and leap carried a sharp sword aura, making it difficult to defend against.
As the battle began, the team worked together to face the fierce attacks of the Spirit Sword Beast, gradually developing a tacit understanding among themselves.
Chin Feng brandished the sword in his hand, continuously using the techniques of Heaven and Earth Swordsmanship to defend. At this moment, Chin Feng's Heaven and Earth Swordsmanship has already reached the eighth form - "Unity of Ten Thousand Swords," greatly increasing his attack power.
Bei Hu also refused to show weakness, his techniques were steady and powerful, each punch seemed to have the force of thunder, intimidating all directions.
Just as everyone was slowly gaining control over the Spirit Sword Beast, and success seemed imminent, a cold sword energy suddenly struck from the bottom of the valley. In an instant, the situation changed dramatically, and this sword energy was even more fierce than the Spirit Sword Beast.
It turned out to be the leader of this group of Spirit Sword Beast, with a body size twice as large as the ordinary Spirit Sword Beast, creating a kind of oppressive momentum.
More Spirit Sword Beast began to advance instead of retreat, and for a moment, the team was in danger.
Just as the situation became critical, suddenly a flash of sword light shone, and a figure swiftly flew over. The person was dressed in a black robe, and the sword in their hand turned into a shooting star, slashing towards the group of monsters.
That person is Wuming.
He wielded an ancient long sword and executed a move, the sword light was like a rainbow, cutting through all the attacks of the Spirit Sword Beast in front of the team.
As the number of Spirit Sword Beasts gradually increased, he appeared even more composed. He executed the sixth form of the "Heaven-Opening Sword Technique," the "Thousand Swords Piercing the Heart," effortlessly piercing the head of the large Spirit Sword Beast.
This scene left Chin Feng deeply shaken. The sword technique used by Wuming seemed familiar to the Martial Arts Sect's sword technique, yet also somewhat unfamiliar. Watching Wuming effortlessly disperse the cold sword energy with one hand and slay the Spirit Sword Beast with the other, it seemed as if he was lifting a feather.
The mysterious swordsmanship of Wuming is as dazzling as a shooting star, with a sharp and formidable blade. The monsters fell one after another under his sword, and the remaining ones were also repelled by the team members.
As the battle ended, everyone looked at Wuming in astonishment.
His swordsmanship is superb, seemingly transcending mortal limits, as if a true sword god has descended to earth.
Wuming sheathed his sword and gave the crowd a cold glance.
Chin Feng looked at the back of Wuming, feeling shaken in his heart, knowing that he was the true guide on his path of swordsmanship.
"Who is he?" Sung asked in surprise.
"He has no name, we call him Wuming, a mysterious swordsman," said Bei Hu, with a barely noticeable hint of emotion in his eyes.
Wuming is perfect in the art of swordplay, a seamless unity of man and sword. Chin Feng recognized his own shortcomings, tightened his grip on the sword, determined to master the swordsmanship to the level of Wuming's transcendence.
After the battle, Wuming, the swordsman, walked quietly towards everyone, his eyes filled with unfathomable sorrow.
He calmly said to Chin Feng: "Young man, a sword has a soul, and the swordsman has emotions. Your swordsmanship is indeed outstanding, but it lacks the soul of the sword. You must understand that the power of the sword does not lie in the strength of the moves, but in the character of the one who wields it."
Chin Feng was deeply moved and felt the truth in Wuming's words.
Wuming spoke again: "The Sword Soul Valley holds a lost sword technique, an extremely exquisite one. If you are willing, I can guide you to find it."
Chin Feng nodded and said with emotion, "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will definitely remember it in my heart."
Wuming smiled slightly and then led everyone deeper into Sword Soul Valley.
As they continued to delve deeper into the mysterious and unpredictable Sword Soul Valley, the surrounding environment became increasingly treacherous. It was not just the Spirit Sword Beast, but also many other dangerous entities. For example, the renowned five major trial levels of Sword Soul Valley, each one a life-and-death test.
Before long, Wuming led Chin Feng and others to the first level - Poison Mist Maze. Here, thick mist shrouded every inch of land, making it difficult to discern direction. Unknown deadly threats lurked within the poisonous fog, and even the slightest negligence could lead to instant death.
Poison Mist Maze is the entrance to Sword Soul Valley, and it is the first checkpoint for all warriors entering the valley. On this day, warriors from different sects gathered in front of Poison Mist Maze, including the older swordsman Wuming and his disciples Chin Feng, Dei Wu, Sung, Shi An, Bei Hu, and others.
"Poison Mist Maze is well-known for its extraordinary toxic fog, which can corrode the mind. Everyone, be careful," Wuming reminded in a low voice, with a serious expression on his face.
Chin Feng nodded firmly and replied, "Wuming senior, I understand. We will be careful."
At this moment, Chang Feiyi from Wings Sect walked over, with a slight frown: "Wuming senior, this maze seems more challenging than rumored. Do you have any strategies?"
Wuming responded with a smile: "Every maze has its passages, the key is observation and patience. Mr. Zhang, perhaps you can try using your wing technique."
Chang Feiyi After some deep thought, he confidently replied, "Makes sense, I'll give it a try."
In the maze, Bei Hu impatiently said, "This poisonous fog is really annoying! When can we get out of here?"
Dei Wu calmly replied, "There's no rush, Bei Hu. The Poison Mist Maze is meant to test our patience and intelligence."
As members of the Iron Palm Sect forcefully entered the maze, a thin, masked man from the Scarlet Flame Demon Sect sneered, "So this is the Iron Palm Sect's tough style? Seems rather ordinary."
Iron Palm Sect's sect leader glared angrily, exuding rage: "How dare you underestimate the Iron Palm Sect! Once we're out of this maze, you'll regret it!"
The Masked Man calmly replied: "First, let's see if you can even get out of this maze."
From the beginning, various sects and teams were eager to try, but now only a few people remain, attempting to pass through the Poison Mist Maze.
The Valley Sect is skilled in poison techniques, but they are also struggling in this poisonous fog. The Fire Cloud Sect and Iron Palm Sect rely on powerful inner strength to force their way through, but have suffered heavy casualties as a result.
Among them, many disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect were eroded by the poisonous mist and died on the spot. The people of the Iron Palm Sect used their tough internal energy to resist the poisonous mist, but some of them collapsed and foamed at the mouth as soon as they emerged from the maze.
Chang Feiyi used their expertise in the art of flying wings to continuously flap their wings, allowing the wind to blow away the poisonous mist, successfully leading the people of Wings Sect to break through the maze.
" Sword Wind Sect and Long Fei are even better at controlling the wind, so the large patches of poison mist can't even get close to them.
"It's almost our turn." By observing the direction of the wind in the maze and the density of the mist, Wuming found a passage with relatively thin poison mist."
Under the gaze of the crowd, Wuming slowly drew out his own sword, named "Spiritual Mist," which possesses the ability to dispel poisonous mist. He held the sword in his hand and softly chanted an ancient spell, causing a faint blue light to emanate from the sword.
Leading the team into the Poison Mist Maze, Wuming used the "Spiritual Mist" sword to attract and absorb the poisonous mist, creating a clear path. At this moment, their progress became difficult as the power of the sword was consuming Wuming's inner strength, causing his face to gradually turn pale.
In the depths of the maze, they encountered a huge vortex of poisonous mist, which was the core of the maze and the thickest part of the poisonous mist. Wuming's "Spiritual Mist" sword was almost filled with the poisonous mist at this moment, and he knew he could not hold on much longer.
The group's faces turned serious, and they were on the brink of despair when Chin Feng suddenly had an idea. He said, "Senior Wuming, let me handle this. Your sword absorbs the poisonous mist, while my sword, 'Chin Feng,' can disperse the mist. Perhaps we can work together to get through."
Wuming nodded, Chin Feng raised his sword and began to perform the Mist Expelling Technique, coordinating with Wuming's "Spiritual Mist" sword. One absorbed, the other dispersed, gradually dissipating the poisonous mist vortex, ultimately creating a passage and successfully traversing the Poison Mist Maze.
However, the terrifying sight of the Poison Mist Maze left a deep impression on everyone's hearts, reminding them that Sword Soul Valley was by no means a place for casual play.
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