"Bang!"
Under the spiritual pressure of Jin An and Melbourne, the blazing sun did not last long before it exploded.
"Next."
The blazing sun shattered, and Xiao Yang showed no great emotional fluctuation, only the confusion in her eyes remained.
She would not mistake such powerful strength.
This Duan Chen definitely had other secrets.
"Captain, how is it?"
"Not bad."
"Tsk, a trivial skill."
Jin An could not resist a taunt before burrowing back into Duan Chen's body with Melbourne.
"Stop the nonsense, next, come on?"
Xiao Yang glanced at Duan Chen without saying anything.
The man walked carelessly to Xiao Yang's opposite, his index and middle fingers forming a sword shape, his eyes staring at her indifferently.
Xiao Yang also narrowed her eyes, sizing up the man.
She needed to confirm her guess.
She had a sense of familiarity with this person.
"Start—!" Xiao Yue suddenly waved her small hand down!
Whoosh!
In a flash of lightning, their figures crossed. The man held a strand of black hair between his two fingers, while Xiao Yue held a piece of fabric from a windbreaker.
"So fast."
"You two are really interesting. I haven't seen anyone defeat Xiao Yang for a long time." Liu Teng leaned aside nonchalantly, and immediately received a cold stare from the female housekeeper. He quickly straightened up in fright.
Duan Chen's face twitched.
Who exactly was the butler and who was the master between these two?
"Good speed," Xiao Yang commented lightly.
"You too."
The man said so, but his brows furrowed involuntarily.
Stronger than before.
"Clang!"
In another blink of an eye, Xiao Yang had already appeared opposite the man, holding a pitch-black dagger in her hand. When it touched the man's fingers, it actually emitted a crisp metallic clang.
"It's sword qi!"
Mi Xue'er was all too familiar with this energy!
Mi Le also leaned forward, his expression puzzled.
"Again!"
Xiao Yang refused to yield, her dagger dancing between her slender fingers, clashing "ding-ding-dang-dang" with the man's fingers.
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The man took a deep breath.
"Sway!"
The moment he uttered this word, sword qi crisscrossed the surroundings!
The arena, which had been ravaged beyond recognition by Duan Chen and Xiao Yang, was now simply unbearable to look at, scarred and ravaged by sword qi!
"Blaze!"
A small sun suddenly appeared in Xiao Yang's palm. That fiery little sun actually emitted a powerful suction, directly drawing the sword qi into it, but it showed signs of struggling to hold on after reaching a certain level.
Seeing this, Xiao Yang directly threw the small sun towards the man.
"Cunning!"
The man's face was cold, but he was not flustered.
He suddenly stopped.
Xiao Yang did the same.
She felt a terrifying energy gradually condensing throughout the arena!
It was sword qi!
"Sword qi, how did it become spherical?"
Mi Xue'er looked at the space in front of the man with confusion.
"You can see it?"
Xiao Yue curiously poked her head out.
"She also practices swords, of course she can!"
"Oh—do you want to get involved?"
A mischievous smile appeared on Xiao Yue's face.
"No," Mi Xue'er pouted and flatly refused.
She could tell that this young girl was instigating trouble.
"Tsk, boring."
Xiao Yue pouted and said no more.
On the other side, in front of the man, the clustered sword qi emanated a terrifying power.
His brows furrowed. He did not expect Xiao Yang to be so ruthless, forcing him to reveal a bit of his true strength.
"Ten Thousand Swords Pilgrimage!"
An incredibly overbearing name!
The sword-shaped pendant around Mi Xue'er's neck actually floated into the air!
"Such powerful sword qi!"
She gripped her pendant, her throat dry.
There are always people better than you, and heavens beyond the heavens.
Mi Xue'er deeply understood this truth.
"Blazing Sun!"
Behind Xiao Yang, another blazing sun slowly rose!
"Go!"
She actually manipulated the blazing sun and sent it flying towards the man?
The man clearly did not expect her to do this.
Unswerving Sword Technique, First Form · Sever!
Unswerving Sword Technique, Second Form · End!
Unswerving Sword Technique, Third Form · Rift!
Unswerving Sword Technique, Fourth Form · Control!
Unswerving Sword Technique, Fifth Form · Moon Slash!
Clang clang clang clang clang!
"That is..."
Mi Xue'er's eyes widened.
"Unswerving Sword Technique?!"
Mi Le's voice suddenly became sharp.
How could the Unswerving Sword Technique appear on this man?!
Qi Qing also widened his eyes, looking at the man's figure.
His figure was gradually overlapping with someone in his memory...
No way...
The terrifying thing was that the man did not even use a real sword. He transformed himself into a sword, and with five sword strikes, he directly severed the blazing sun, splitting it into pieces!
Xiao Yang, on the other hand, was not angry at all but instead revealed a smile of pleasure.
"Wang Gang, I thought you could pretend for a little longer."
"Wang Gang?!"
Upon hearing the name, everyone was stunned.
"Holy crap, it really is him?" Liu Teng's eyeballs almost popped out.
Although the man had won, his expression was extremely ugly.
He never imagined that Xiao Yang would force him to expose himself like this.
The Unswerving Sword Technique just now had completely revealed his identity.
He was both Wang Gang and Mi Buwei!
"Wang Gang? Or... Dad?"
Mi Xue'er trembled as she uttered these two words.
And the people present were completely confused by her words again.
Even Xiao Yang was stunned on the spot.
The man pretended to be calm, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and smiled faintly at the dumbfounded Mi Xue'er and Mi Le.
"Sorry, Xue'er, A'le... long time no see."
Mi Xue'er actually didn't have much of an impression of him, but looking at this person, she felt exceptionally familiar. She just didn't expect him to be her father!
"Mi Buwei?"
Qi Qing also called out.
"Mhm, old man, I didn't expect you to have taken a disciple."
Mi Buwei smiled, his eyes a little evasive.
"Who exactly is it?"
Even Xiao Yang didn't know anymore.
"Wang Gang is my alias. I am very sorry, I have deceived all of you present."
Mi Buwei bowed deeply.
"Alright, take off that face of yours, or do you really like it?"
Xiao Yang finally came back to her senses, her tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.
"Ah... I almost forgot."
Mi Buwei chuckled and tore off his mask.
His true face was revealed.
Exactly the same as in the photo.
At this moment, Duan Chen finally understood that the person who commissioned the police and the Spirit Hunter Guild, first guided them to the real estate company and Ping Hanling, and finally led them to Tongshun Community, was Mi Buwei himself?!
Duan Chen's throat was dry, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.
He looked at Mi Xue'er, Mi Le, and Qi Qing, feeling that their moods must be even more complex than his.