Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 20: Sword Skills, Sword Intentions

At this time, Tu Hong had just arrived nearby with his fine steel sword.

Seeing that Lu Cheng had instantly severely injured a corpse puppet in the late stage of Qi training that he might not be able to deal with, he was in a dilemma for a moment.

Then, he was killed by Lu Cheng.

"what?"

The two sides passed each other and Tu Hong's head flew high.

He looked blankly at the constantly changing perspective, and at the headless corpse that was getting farther and farther away from him, at a loss as to what to do.

After ten years of practicing martial arts, I learned to jump on trees like a monkey in the deep mountains and forests for five years. I suffered so much, and now all I can do is use a sword?
...Yes, I was willing to endure hardships when I was young.

But in the years since he became the head of the Tu family, how many years has he enjoyed fine wine and beautiful women?
Although his skills had improved, his will was no longer as strong as it used to be. Afterwards, Tu Hong lost consciousness and was swallowed up by a black wave of pain and fear.

"what happened?"

Tu Hongdu was beheaded by a sword and his head flew high into the air.

At this moment Li Jiuyou was really frightened. He knew Tu Hong's martial arts foundation very well. Even if he had slacked off in these years of indulgence in wine, women, money and power, it would not be easy to deal with him. After all, the solid foundation of his hard training was still there.

"It seems that everyone becomes dazed when facing that Taoist priest. What's going on?"

At this time, Zou Shepo, a middle-aged beauty with a delicate mind, frowned and said.

These words were like a flash of lightning, flashing in Li Jiuyou's mind.

But the next thing Zou Shepo said was: "Tu Hong and You Pozi are both dead. We have done our best. Why don't we avoid them for the time being? The sword cultivators of Huoyun Mansion are indeed not something we can resist head-on, but this is Southern Xinjiang after all."

From the beginning of the battle to this moment, Lu Cheng killed one person every ten steps he took with his sword.

The killing was so brutal and swift that most people had not even had time to react before they were killed by the sword, without even enough time for their morale to collapse.

Li Jiuyou was so angry that he just thought of taking the children in the Black Temple as hostages, but he himself was already locked in the sight of Lu Cheng who was rushing forward with a sword.

If you go to the Black Temple at this time, it would be equivalent to leaving your back to the opponent's sword.

At this time, Zou Shepo had already retreated. The Taoist priest killed her too quickly.

Now there are only three monks left present. Zou Shepo doesn't think that Li Jiuyou can deal with Lu Cheng. So when Lu Cheng kills Li Jiuyou, she will be the only one left.

So she chose to go first, and it must be said that this was an extremely smart choice.

"Bitch."

Li Jiuyou cursed in his heart. Zou Shepo could run away, but he was already locked on and could not run away.

In front of Li Jiuyou, the young Taoist in the blood-stained Taoist robe had already rushed over with his sword.

Clang.

A shield with a ghost face painted on it suddenly appeared between the two of them. Akamatsu slashed at it with his sword, but was unable to move it for a moment:
Second-level defensive weapon, ghost face shield.

After being hit head-on by Lu Cheng's sword, Li Jiuyou's eyes were dazed for a moment. He only felt a fierce murderous intent rushing into his heart, like a sword slashing at him.

Combining the classics he had read over the years, Li Jiuyou said with some disbelief: "Swordsmanship skills, sword intent forming momentum? How could such a thing happen!?"

Kendo Skills:

Sword energy makes thundering sounds, sword light differentiates, sword heart is clear, sword is refined into thread, sword intent becomes momentum, man and sword become one... Anyone who masters any one of them can be called a master of swordsmanship in the current world of immortal cultivation.

Only when a cultivator with advanced swordsmanship has cultivated his swordsmanship to a certain level can he comprehend various unique sword skills.

Any kind of sword skills are extremely domineering and are what sword practitioners strive for throughout their lives.

But Li Jiuyou had never heard of anyone who could master sword skills in the Qi training realm, no matter how talented he was.

The sword intent becomes momentum, which theoretically means that the sword practitioner's own battle-hardened murderous aura of defeating and killing opponents can be perfectly integrated into his own spiritual essence and swordsmanship. As long as this is done, any opponent who is used against the enemy with this unique skill will be intimidated by the sword intent and murderous aura.

"But you are in the late stage of Qi training, how can you say you have been through hundreds of battles?"

For a moment, Li Jiuyou thought that he was wrong. The other party should be using some secret technique to attack the mind.

This can also fully explain why those monks of the Divine Religion and even Tu Hong just now were like fools, waiting to be killed.

Your mind is taken away, and of course your opponent only needs one sword to kill you.

While Li Jiuyou's mind was collapsing, Lu Cheng's attack did not stop. He continued to slash with the dazzling red Chipine sword in his hand.

At the same time, the Six Desires Peach Blossom Fan beside him gently swung downwards, and the blazing red fire covered the Ghost Face Shield, burning this top-grade defensive magic weapon with crackling sounds. However, Lu Cheng himself followed the sword and suddenly changed direction, forming a V shape, trying to avoid the Ghost Face Shield from attacking Li Jiuyou.

Low-level defensive magic weapons do not have the function of automatically protecting their masters, but Li Jiuyou, who has regained his composure, gently shook the copper bell in his hand.

A puff of black smoke flew out from the copper bell. When the black smoke dissipated, another sturdy corpse puppet stood in front of Li Jiuyou, forming a defensive barrier with the ghost face shield to protect him firmly.

"It really is the sword intent that has taken shape!"

"Any other mental attack method cannot be used so frequently and with every move and every style."

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are many methods of mind attack, but using these spells or magic tools will consume spiritual power and magic. Only the sword skills of sword intent can be integrated into every move.

"How big of a trouble have I gotten myself into? Master Chi Shen Zi sent his most outstanding disciple to Southern Xinjiang. What does he want to do? Is his target the Gu Shen Cult or the Burning Wood Mountain? How can I get out of this?"

Li Jiuyou knew rationally that he should try his best to restrain himself, but the past came flooding back to him, all kinds of fears surged in his heart, and the demons disturbed his mind, making it unclear and he was almost in a dilemma!

The sword intent was powerful, and although it could not be considered to be the realm of sword in the heart, but the sword after sword still killed Li Jiuyou so much that his mind was broken and he could hardly cast any spells.

Click.

Along with the sound of breaking, the sturdy ghost face shield finally let out a mournful cry after enduring the power of hundreds of swords.

The next moment, there was a loud explosion.

The corpse puppet attacked head-on, but Li Jiuyou turned around and suddenly disappeared.

Lu Cheng initially thought that the enemy was going to counterattack before dying, so he drew his sword and waited for defense. However, he soon discovered that there was a raised piece of land on the ground, and it was quickly escaping into the distance.

He dodged the frontal attack from the corpse puppet by leaning sideways, and swung the sword with both hands.

Rumble, rumble.

A powerful and strong sword energy also stirred up layers of earth and rocks and followed the earth escape.

As for the escape technique, it is certainly difficult to be faster than the sword energy at the same level.

boom.

With an explosion, Li Jiuyou escaped, his body covered with sword wounds and blood. Before he could catch his breath, he was stabbed in the chest by Lu Cheng who was following closely behind him.

"what!"

At this moment, Lu Cheng's spiritual power and magic power were also consumed greatly. In order to avoid any fish slipping through the net and to save magic power, he was stabbing with the sword at this moment.

Under normal circumstances, even if a cultivator's heart is pierced, he will not be able to fight back, because humans are not monsters after all.

But this time Lu Cheng calculated wrong, or he underestimated. Li Jiuyou had been practicing corpse refining for many years, and his body was contaminated by corpse qi. While his vitality was being depleted, the vitality he needed was far less than that of a normal person.

"You can't kill me!"

When he was on the verge of death, a hint of madness appeared in Li Jiuyou's eyes.

He clasped his palms together and pressed them on the sword's tip. The next moment, two black holes of magical power appeared in Li Jiuyou's palms, swallowing up all the magical power wrapped on the Chisong Sword like a whale sucking water. The next moment, he pointed his palms at Lu Cheng.

He smiled bitterly and said:
"Forget it, let's die together."

At this moment, Lu Cheng only felt that his entire body and the magic power circulating in his body were all subject to a huge suction force, and were continuously being sucked away by Li Jiuyou.

"The great method of absorbing energy?"

He didn't expect that there was such a technique in the world of immortal cultivation, but Lu Cheng was not frightened at all. He just stopped saving his mana. Not only did he not resist the other party's absorption of his own mana, but he used all his strength to transfer all his mana to the other party.

This magical power of mine is originally mixed and impure, I would only thank you if you can take it all.

At the same time, Lu Cheng rushed forward with a sword in hand, pushing against the bodies of two people. Finally, with a loud bang, he crashed into a huge tree behind Li Jiuyou.

With a loud bang, the huge tree that could be hugged by two people broke and collapsed.

The fallen tree trunks and broken branches stirred up a cloud of dust. A moment later, Lu Cheng stepped out of the dust, holding the Red Pine Sword in his right hand. With his left hand, he pulled the collar of the already dead Li Jiuyou and threw him aside.

After a bloody battle, the Shili Slope finally returned to peace.

Lu Cheng panted and walked step by step to a tree and sat down, leaning against the trunk to catch his breath, staring at the tragic scene in front of him, with the ground covered with broken limbs and blood.

I couldn't help but whisper to myself:
"…At this time, it would be nice to have a cigarette."

(End of this chapter)