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Chapter 53: All is Over "Sword Art: Ant Sword"

[I was shocked. What kind of world is this? ]

[Those wronged souls and strange beasts gather and disperse like mist. Hell? Hades? Netherworld? ]

[The magic sword obviously doesn't have such an ability. No, it's the "Sword Demon's Heart Eye"! It was this "Sword Intention" that allowed Liu Xiu to reach this point. The Sword Demon's Heart Eye consumed 70% of its power in that instant.]

[Is this why Zhuang Xinyao wanted to use humans to refine the sword? ]

[She wants to artificially make a dead object comprehend the sword's intent? ]

[Liu Xiu was also shocked. He looked down at the black sword in his hand and muttered to himself: "Could this be the legendary "real world"?!"]

[Then, Liu Xiu used all his strength to kill a rat the size of a calf, and then adjusted the "Breeze Breathing Method" to exit the "Real Realm".]

[I felt a faint cool air flowing through the sword, and my consciousness grew stronger. Liu Xiu was excited at this moment, holding a gem that was emitting white light. That was the lowest level of "essence", which could be used to cultivate "spirit".]

[It is also a must-have item to become an "entry-level swordsman."]

[After that day, Liu Xiu solemnly hid the "magic sword" and the gem, preparing to leave them to his grandson Liu Wei. He was old, his talent was not high, and he didn't want to bother with it anymore.]

[After that, Liu Xiu went to Longfenglou every day to continue cooking with a smile on his face.

Three months have passed in a flash, and I am almost furious inside the magic sword. If I were not restricted by the magic sword and unable to exert the power of "Sword Demon's Eyes", I really want to kill the sword holder myself. 】

[Three months later, when Liu Wei was dueling with people from the academy, his hands and feet were accidentally broken. He could no longer hold the sword, and Liu Wei was devastated and committed suicide by jumping into the river.

When Liu Xiu learned the news, he only saw a piece of white cloth covering a cold corpse.

He didn't even dare to lift the white cloth.

The next day, Liu Xiu, wearing the leather armor of the Beixuan Army, holding his son's ashes and carrying his grandson's coffin, knelt in front of the county government office to seek "justice."

He knelt for three hours, but no one paid any attention to this lame man.

Because the person who accidentally killed his grandson was a descendant of a "swordsman family" from Beixuan County, the county magistrate finally came out to mediate and gave him a large sum of money to keep him quiet, enough for his retirement for the rest of his life.

But what does this mean to the lame man?

That day, Liu Xiu returned in silence. He sat in the small courtyard for a whole day and night without eating or drinking. I could feel the anger in his heart.

And... deep despair.

My voice finally reached Liu Xiu's mind, "Do you want to truly... live?"

Liu Xiu suddenly woke up and looked around, "Who?"

"Wushuang." Ning Wushuang said faintly, "The sword spirit of the black sword."

"Unparalleled Sword? Sword Soul?" Liu Xiu looked up, his dead eyes brightened slightly, and he quickly took out the "Magic Sword" from the house. He found hope of revenge for his grandson.

The swords of a swordsman are divided into five levels: ordinary, sharp, precious, mysterious, and divine.

It is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. The most famous sword in Beixuan County is only a top-grade sword.

But they were all dead objects. He had never heard of a weapon with a "soul" that could speak. Even the Wushuang Sword Soul gave him the feeling of a human being.

The thought occurred to me, and it was horrifying.

Liu Xiu didn't care. He said in a low voice, "I don't want to live. I have nothing left. I just want revenge... No matter who you are, as long as you help me get revenge, I am willing to give everything."

Ning Wushuang felt that Liu Xiu's consciousness had given up, and he could take over Liu Xiu's body. So that's how it is. I can control people with swords. The one holding the sword? Sword slave! 】

[I used the magic sword to teach him "Seventy-two Moves of Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique" and "White Clouds and Vast Sky", but Liu Xiu's comprehension was very poor and his body was disabled. I thought about it and let him learn only one of the moves - "Sword Drawing Technique"! ]

[Liu Xiu took the money and soul gems and left quietly. He found a place deep in the mountains and forests and began to draw the sword day after day. Except for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, the hatred in his heart supported him to draw the sword like a machine.

Three years later, he mastered the Breeze Breathing Technique and perfected the Sword Drawing Technique—he mastered the Divine Speed ​​Sword Drawing Technique.

【Liu Xiu drew his sword at this moment, a breeze blew, and for a moment he stood still, and the surrounding trees collapsed.】【He limped out of the mountains and headed towards Beixuan County. He was going to kill someone.

Liu Xiu made inquiries from many sources and finally found out that the disciple from the noble family had obtained the "Hidden Dragon" quota and was already a county magistrate. He finally understood why his grandson's hands and feet were crippled after fighting with others in the academy.

It turns out that it is a crime to possess a treasure.

That day, the sun was shining brightly and peach blossoms were flying all over the county.

Liu Xiu, wearing a bamboo hat, limped out from the crowd. As a breeze blew by, the county magistrate's smile froze and a line appeared on his neck, but there was no blood, until Liu Xiu stepped forward, picked up the head and left.

The headless corpse fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Only then did people react and fled in panic. The soldiers were also terrified and dared not chase them.

Liu Xiu carried the county magistrate's head back to his hometown in a swagger to pay tribute to the dead soul.

Thirty swordsmen at the sword apprentice level went to surround and kill him. No one knew what happened. They only saw a bloody figure limping away.

Soon, the dean of Haohong College died.

No one knew why Liu Xiu became so strong in just three years. Many people speculated whether it was some secret skill or magic sword he had obtained.

In fact, Liu Xiu only practiced the most basic breeze breathing method to perfection and the most basic sword-drawing technique to perfection.

Everyone thought that it was the credit of the "black sword". The black sword in Liu Xiu's hand became the pursuit of all swordsmen, but Liu Xiu never asked the reason, but would draw his sword whenever he met a swordsman.

Drawing the sword means life or death.

The limping figure seemed like a ghost seeking revenge.

Draw the sword, and everything will be over.

No one knew how much blood the magic sword had drunk, and some strange changes had occurred.

A high-ranking swordsman came and chose the powerless Liu Wei in order to pave the way for future generations.

Liu Xiu had killed countless people along the way, and was building up his strength. He was waiting for this moment.

He was an ant of the aristocratic family, an ant that would not even be "eradicated". This kind of disregard stirred up tremendous anger in Liu Xiu's dead heart... He burned up his "spirit" and slashed out the last sword of his life.

Sword drawing technique: Ant sword.

That sword was too fast.

The high-ranking swordsman was still before he even drew his sword. After a long time, a breeze blew by, and the head rolled to the ground.

The magic sword absorbed "Liu Xiu's soul" and actually jumped from a low-grade mortal weapon to a high-grade mortal weapon. It obtained all of Liu Xiu's sword-drawing insights and the great "Breeze Breathing Method", the true meaning of sword-drawing - the Ant Sword.

I felt the breeze moving and the magic sword breathing...

Not long after, a man wearing armor inside and a flying eagle robe outside, with a sword hanging on his waist came over. He looked at a headless corpse and Liu Xiu who was holding his sword.

"Duankongjian is actually dead..."

He was a little surprised, and immediately picked up the two swords on the ground and collided them heavily. A muffled sound echoed. The Broken Sky Sword was intact, but half of the Demon Sword was broken.

"Is this Liu Xiu's sword? It's just an ordinary top-grade weapon... He used this ordinary weapon to defeat the enemy and become a top-grade swordsman."

"Liu Xiu must have practiced the breathing method to perfection... and his comprehension was excellent. It's a pity that this inheritance that should have been able to comprehend the "true meaning" has been cut off forever. What a pity."

That person took the Sky-breaking Sword and the Devil Sword back to Beixuan Prefecture. I was kept in the Wanjian Pavilion of Beixuan College. Because I was just an ordinary weapon, no one was interested in me for three years.

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(End of this chapter)