Sword Technique Falling from the Sky

Boom!

The giant purple bird landed on the ground!

The fluttering flames formed circular waves, spreading outward as the fire grew increasingly fierce.

The skyscraper, hailed as the landmark of the imperial capital, could no longer bear the weight under the impact of the purple flames and collapsed.

At the moment of the fall, Nie Xuan struggled to get up. He had finally broken free from the restraints of An Yi's Earth Domain.

Where is that kid!

Nie Xuan was puzzled. At this moment, he actually couldn't sense An Yi's presence... No!

Suddenly, a terrifying aura came from right above his head!

"In the sky!"

Nie Xuan's eyes shrank abruptly.

Up in the sky.

An Yi held the black-gold greatsword with both hands, plummeting downward!

The fierce wind blew through his silver hair.

His blood-red eyes became increasingly solemn.

Around his body, his qi was entwined with flames, dragging a long fiery tail.

His clothes were burning intensely due to the friction with the air, and his skin could not withstand the biting wind, being slashed with bloody streaks!

Looking up, An Yi currently resembled a fiery meteor streaking across the night sky!

The black-gold heavy sword sealed Hongtian's power, but it was now almost depleted.

This sword strike would be his final blow!

"A shooting star, quick, make a wish!"

"May the country be prosperous and the people at peace, may the world be well."

At this moment, countless people in Great Xia witnessed this scene, gazing up at the sky.

Unaware of the truth, they exclaimed at this astronomical spectacle.

"This idiot, why did he fly so high!" Lin Chen said through gritted teeth, his gaze solemn.

No wonder there was no movement for so long; did An Yi jump out of the atmosphere just now?

Chen Bing pushed up his black-framed glasses, his eyes piercing as he said, "Now, we can only trust An Yi."

Xiao Ye said seriously, "Don't worry, An Yi is not that simple."

Having also come from the Ancient Continent, he knew very well just how terrifying the reputation of the Night Emperor An Yi was in that world!

"Hold steady, we're almost there!"

Bai Xiu gritted his teeth, piloting the helicopter swiftly across the night sky.

Qin Shan and Liu Dachao were swaying unsteadily inside the aircraft.

"Damn it, did I just see God!"

Qin Shan stared at the sky, shook his head, and suddenly shouted, "Holy crap, An Yi!"

The fiery meteor appeared in the sky!

The people in the imperial capital's shelters, the elderly, children, housewives, office workers... Everyone seemed to have a telepathic connection, closing their eyes, clasping their hands together, and praying silently.

Chou Niu and Zi Shu, the two heavily injured guys, opened their eyes and looked at the sky.

Long Aoyun, breathing weakly, leaned against a gable wall, supporting himself with a crimson longsword, watching the streaking meteor with a solemn gaze.

They all knew.

Victory or defeat depended on this one sword strike!

"An Yi, you must win!"

In Jiangbei City, on a villa terrace, Shen Muxuan clenched her small hands, her beautiful eyes fixed on the sky.

"I wish to break free from this dog chain soon, have endless steaks to eat, and endless female dogs to..."

Hongtian, lying in his doghouse making a wish to the shooting star, suddenly focused his eyes.

Something wasn't right! Why was this aura so familiar!

On Xingming Island.

Qin Yao noticed this scene through the computer monitors, turning pale with nervousness.

At the same time, in a split screen on the computer, Shangguan Qianqian's cold and elegant face was also filled with worry.

Jin Zhenghao, Mo Jiu, Han Liang, and the others seemed to sense something, all looking toward the sky over the imperial capital.

The imperial capital, a densely populated city, was covered in flames.

Under the powerful qi!

Buildings collapsed!

Nie Xuan struggled to get up and spread his purple fiery wings.

However, the powerful oppressive force of the Dragon Fall was approaching, rendering him unable to move!

"Trying to kill me! Keep dreaming!"

Nie Xuan stared at the fiery meteor getting closer and closer in the sky, letting out a sharp bird cry as the surging flames gathered madly.

It was impossible for him to die!

Next, he still had to go to the Ancient Continent!

He wanted to dominate that world!

How could he die in this cramped place!

Staring at Nie Xuan's extremely massive body.

An Yi gripped his heavy sword, his entire body wreathed in flames, getting closer and closer to the ground.

The Second Stance of the Nine Dragon Slaying Swords!

"Dragon Fall!"

An Yi let out a roar!

The heavy sword fell, crashing into the burning, gathering purple flames!

BOOM!!

Heaven and earth shook!

Like a meteorite crashing down!

The flames, like a pebble dropped into a lake, rippled outward.

The entire imperial capital trembled violently as if experiencing an earthquake.

The surging raging fire, swept up by the ravaging gale and mixed with sand and stones, swept outward indiscriminately, swallowing up the clusters of buildings.

...

In the eastern sky, a faint glimmer of light appeared.

The red sun rose in the east, illuminating the ruins left after the great battle.

In the originally bustling city, a terrifyingly huge crater had appeared, looking just like a meteorite crater.

Clack!

A battered and bloodstained hand reached out from a pile of rubble.

Clatter, clatter!

Rubble tumbled.

A battered and broken body crawled out of the ruins, then collapsed with a thud, panting heavily.

"You really have nine lives, surviving even this."

At this time, Long Aoyun, leaning on his crimson longsword, came to the side of the broken body and spoke faintly.

This person was none other than An Yi after executing the Dragon Fall!

An Yi opened his eyes, looked at Long Aoyun's figure, and said helplessly, "Why is the first person I see you."

"Very disappointed?"

Long Aoyun raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

An Yi looked at him and said, "You have quite a tough life too. I thought you were already dead."

Long Aoyun smiled faintly, looking around at the imperial capital's commercial street that had been destroyed into ruins.

In the end, they had still won this battle.

"Thank you!"

Long Aoyun said slowly.

Hearing this, the corners of An Yi's mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Clack!

Long Aoyun sheathed his longsword and simply walked away.

An Yi couldn't help but get anxious seeing this, "After all that, you just came over to say thank you? At least help me up!"

"Wait, someone will come!"

Long Aoyun said without turning his head, waving a hand at him.

An Yi lay on the ground, staring at the sky.

He was injured too severely; even the Undying Martial Body couldn't recover that quickly.

Dragon Fall had the greatest single-target lethality!

But it was often a case of killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of your own.

If An Yi didn't have the Undying Martial Body, he really wouldn't dare to play like this.

The result was still good. He used all his strength and finished off the giant purple bird in one move!

An Yi looked at the sky and grimaced, "In this godforsaken place right now, who the hell is even around!"

"Then I'll just leave you here!"

Lin Chen, who was just walking over, heard this and his cold, stern face darkened.

An Yi said in pleasant surprise, "Holy crap, Old Lin, I knew you'd come."

...

Three days later.

Imperial Capital, in the Meritorious Martyrs' Cemetery.

Countless law enforcers dressed in white uniforms stood neatly in front of a tombstone.

The photo on it was of a handsome young man with gray hair who always had his eyes narrowed in a smile.

Engraved on the stele was:

Tomb of Azure Dragon Jiang Cheng of the Law Enforcement Bureau!

"Salute!"

Yan Zhi called out.

Rustle!

Thousands of law enforcers saluted in perfect unison.

"At ease!"

Yan Zhi's voice choked with sobs, her eyes red as she stared at Jiang Cheng's tombstone.

Azure Dragon Jiang Cheng had fallen.

But thousands of law enforcers had survived.

A tall, straight figure, wrapped entirely in bandages, stopped in front of the tomb.

He bent down and silently laid a bouquet of white flowers.

"It's already over. Rest assured, all is well."

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