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I relied on the swordsmanship taught by my master as I engaged in a fierce duel with him. The shadows of our swords intertwined, and the air around us seemed to be torn apart by our sword energy. I could feel his strength, but I also knew that I could not retreat.
After a violent clash, I found an opportunity and thrust my sword toward his opening. He was caught off guard and was struck in the shoulder. He staggered back a few steps, a flicker of fear in his eyes. Instead of pursuing him, I turned and continued to flee.
I dashed through the dense forest of the Nether Valley, leaped over streams, and scaled cliffs. Each time I glanced back, I could see the figures of my pursuers; the men in black were relentless in their chase.
I knew this chase was far from over.
Having been pursued for days, I had to find a way to counterattack. I hid behind a thicket, lurking and observing those who tracked me. They moved swiftly and lightly, clearly elite fighters. Who were they? But deep down, I understood their sole objective—my Azure Blood Sword.
I tightened my grip on the hilt, feeling a slight vibration from the blade as if it were responding to my anxiety. I knew I couldn't confront them head-on here. I had to outsmart them and use the terrain of the Nether Valley to shake off their pursuit.
I moved stealthily through the forest, each step landing softly on the muddy ground, leaving no trace. I climbed up a large tree and concealed myself among the thick canopy, quietly observing the movements below.
Before long, the men in black arrived at the base of the tree. They looked around but failed to spot me. One of them whispered, "That girl must be nearby; she can't escape."
Another scoffed, "Don't underestimate Lord Mo Wuhen's judgment. He wants that Azure Blood Sword; no one can keep it safe." The legendary power of the Azure Blood Sword not only enhances a warrior's strength but also conceals ancient secrets. Whoever masters it can unlock an ancient source of power.
Moreover, Lord Mo Wuhen was originally the master of the Azure Blood Sword; if he could reclaim it, he would harness its power to solidify his influence and dominate the martial world.
A chill ran through me at the mention of Mo Wuhen's name, like a shadow looming over my heart. As the men in black continued onward, I seized the chance to slide down from the tree and silently followed behind them. I needed to find their weaknesses and discover an opening. Perhaps I could learn more about Mo Wuhen's plans from them.
As night fell, I lit a small campfire, its glow illuminating my face. Taking a deep breath, I adjusted my mindset. Tomorrow, I would continue to outwit Mo Wuhen's pursuers. No matter how treacherous the road ahead might be, I had to protect the Azure Blood Sword. I knew that giving up was not an option; I couldn't let them take it away from me. Otherwise, chaos would engulf the martial world in bloodshed, dragging countless innocents into turmoil. In this chase, I realized their true aim was to seize my Azure Blood Sword, and their leader was named Mo Wuhen.
In the dense forest of the Nether Valley, sunlight filtered through the thick canopy into countless mottled spots on my face. As I walked alone through this deep valley, I remained vigilant against potential dangers that might arise. However, little did I expect that Mo Wuhen's pursuers were so cunning; they had set deadly traps within this forest.
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