Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 298: Sword
Xiong Batang outside.

Huang Sixi stood on a nearby mountain peak, staring intently at every move in the hall.

He knew that the Sword Master had already performed the 'Heaven-Destroying Sword Twenty-Three', and he wanted to comprehend the changes in the sword power of this sword move.

But in his sight, there was only a sword shadow rushing into Xiongba Hall. Everything froze wherever it passed, and there was no change at all.

Perhaps there was a subtle flow of sword power in the sword shadow, but it could only be observed at close range. Huang Sixi was at least thirty-five feet away from Xiongba Hall. Even with his sharp senses and vision, it was difficult for him to capture the true appearance of the sword shadow.

He actually considered going to Xiongba Hall to take a closer look, but the sight of the sword shadow easily freezing hundreds of martial arts masters in the hall made him hesitate.

If he ventured to get close to the sword shadow and was locked by the sword force, it would be a waste of time.

His purpose in coming to the Tianxiahui headquarters this time was only to watch the desperate fight between the Sword Saint and Xiong Ba. As long as the 'Twenty-three Swords of Destroying Heaven and Earth' could exert its might and kill all the elite members of the Tianxiahui, his goal would be achieved.

As he was thinking this, he saw the sword shadow that pierced Xiongba's chest suddenly dim, as if the sword's power had been exhausted, making it unable to continue and unable to further cut into Xiongba's body.

Xiongba was hit hard by the sword shadow unexpectedly. He felt his chest was pierced, but the blood solidified in the wound and could not flow out, making him look extremely painful.

He struggled hard, trying to get away from this strange and fierce sword attack, but his body had been locked by the aura and was embedded in the dragon throne like a nail, unable to move at all.

He has been in the martial arts world for more than 20 years and has experienced many ups and downs and fought countless battles, but no bloody battle in the past had ever made him feel as powerless and helpless as he does now. He doesn't even have the slightest ability to resist.

The Sword Saint was not in Xiong Ba Hall. This was just a sword shadow from outer space. Xiong Ba could not help but tremble with fear: "This is definitely not a human sword technique! Old Sword Saint, could it be that he has figured out the secret skills of some immortal sword from outer space?"

Xiongba felt completely hopeless again. He found that he no longer had the chance to investigate the Sword Saint's secret skills, because after he used this sword, he would die.

At this moment, Xiongba had already accepted the fate of being defeated by the Sword Master's sword.

Unexpectedly, a miracle suddenly happened when Xiongba was most desperate. The sword shadow in front of him suddenly turned dark and then went out, and the energy contained in the sword shadow also dissipated.

The aura that originally enveloped the entire Xiongba Hall disappeared in an instant.

Xiongba only felt his whole body lighten. His body, which had been bound by thousands of chains just now, was instantly loosened, and he regained control of his body.

But the blood hole in his chest pierced by the sword shadow was also completely released, and blood gushed out like a fountain, "Puff!"

At the same time, the hundreds of heroes in Xiong Ba Tang seemed to be suddenly freed from their immobilization, their strength restored, their Qi flowing again, and they were all able to move freely.

However, just now, the sword shadow rushed into the hall, scattering dense sword energy, cutting at will in the space of more than ten feet in radius. Without exception, everyone in the hall was severely injured by the sword energy.

Previously, when the sword energy slashed into their bodies, due to the aura confinement, even though their bodies had been separated, their heads would not fall off for a while, and even their blood was coagulated in the body instead of flowing out of the wound.

When the aura disappeared and they were all able to move freely, the trauma of the sword energy began to erupt suddenly, and in the blink of an eye there was a bloody scene with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Hundreds of broken limbs and arms fell to the ground, and screams could be heard outside the hall, the sound could be heard for miles. The air was filled with billowing blood mist, turning Xiongba Hall into a bloody hell.

In fact, the howling did not last too long. After the hundreds of people were dismembered by the sword energy, half of them were killed on the spot. Even though the remaining half did not die, they died soon due to excessive blood loss in a state of broken limbs and waists.

In the end, only one in ten people survived. Even if these survivors bandaged their wounds and stopped the bleeding in time, they were all injured and had to make a living with their disabled bodies for the rest of their lives.

Although the Sword Saint's 'Heaven-Destroying Sword Twenty-Three' was not fully utilized and failed to kill Xiong Ba with one sword, the elite troops of the Tianxiahui had been wiped out.

Huang Sixi saw the sword shadows dissipating in the Xiongba Hall, blood surging up, and corpses everywhere in the hall. He guessed that the Sword Saint had used up all his sword moves.

At this moment, Xiongba was sitting upright on the dragon throne with his eyes closed, motionless. Huang Sixi was far away and could not tell whether Xiongba was practicing qigong to heal his wounds or was already dying.

He was not in a hurry to investigate, but took out the sword that he had prepared for a long time.

This sword was forged by the Sword Master based on the Wushuang Sword and was originally given to Aunt Gong. That night, the Sword Master used this sword to duel with Huang Sixi.

When the martial arts competition was over, the Sword Master left behind this sword. On the sword, there was a sword inscription: "A relic of a famous master: Contains the key points of the "Twenty-two Styles of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique". Watch the Sword Master's last battle and you can read and inherit it!"

At this time, Huang Sixi looked at the sword again and found that the sword pattern had changed, showing the essence of the "Twenty-two Styles of Holy Spirit Sword Technique".

Huang Sixi began to read on the spot.

Since he came to the martial arts world, he first inherited Nie Renwang's "Six Ao Han Jue", then inherited Shi Wuzun's "Tathagata Palm", and then inherited the Sword Demon's "Broken Veins Sword Qi". Each time he inherited something, he was infused with internal energy, but the internal energy of these three people is definitely not as good as that of the Sword Saint.

Even Xiongba's inner strength is inferior to that of the Sword Saint.

This time, after Huang Sixi inherits the Sword Saint's mantle, he will surely be able to join the ranks of top masters. Even if he meets the martial arts legend Wuming in the future, he will be able to deal with it calmly.

Unrivaled military power was about to be within reach, but Huang Sixi suddenly lost his focus and thought, "In the martial arts world, Japanese masters are very active. It's just a small island the size of a palm, but there are many ambitious thugs who invade the Middle-earth. After I have forged the nine magic weapons, I will definitely go to the island and massacre them until all the warriors are wiped out!"

At this moment, the Fire Kirin suddenly hissed and issued a warning.

He immediately came to his senses and looked in the direction the Fire Kirin's head turned. He saw two figures at the foot of the mountain. The one on the left was a swordsman in white, who looked to be only twenty years old and still young.

On the right is a middle-aged monk wearing a bamboo hat. He is Master Buxu, who met Huang Sixi in the mountain village that day.

Master Buxu was very surprised to see Huang Sixi appear here. He immediately leaned close to the white-clothed swordsman's ear and whispered something in a low voice.

Huang Sixi pointed at him and introduced him to the clay Buddha: "That man is the monk Buxu from Miyin Temple. He really came to the Tianxiahui headquarters!"

All the masters in the martial arts world who are interested in watching the battle between the Sword Saint and Xiong Ba have already moved into the Xiong Ba Hall.

Master Buxu did not visit openly, but appeared outside the hall secretly, probably to avoid being affected by the sword master's ultimate move.

The clay Buddha first glanced at Master Buxu and said, "I have seen this eminent monk before. I recognize him!"

Then he turned his gaze to the swordsman in white, frowned and commented: "Although this man is handsome and dignified, there is a ferocious look on his face. He is definitely not a good person. Master Buxu is a straightforward and strong-willed person, why does he act like a close friend to this man?"

Huang Sixi felt quite confused after hearing the comments of the clay Buddha.

In Huang Sixi's own opinion, Master Buxu had a gloomy face and was full of scheming. In any case, Huang Sixi could not see any strong character in Master Buxu.

That night, Master Buxu hid in the dark again, which made Huang Sixi very wary of him. He thought he had the intention of a sneak attack and was very dissatisfied with his behavior, so he naturally had a bad impression of him. On the other hand, Huang Sixi felt that the white-clothed swordsman had a gentle face, which made people feel like spring breeze. At least he should be a polite and modest gentleman. Huang Sixi could not see any hidden ferocity in him, but he thought he was a double-faced man.

Huang Sixi is not a fortune teller, and his fortune-telling effect is completely opposite to that of the clay Buddha.

In fact, Huang Sixi doesn't care what the character of Master Buxu and the white-clothed swordsman is like. If the two of them come here to stop the Sword Saint from slaughtering the warriors of the Tianxia Association, Huang Sixi will never let them go.

At this time, the two were also curious about Huang Sixi's intentions.

After Master Buxu introduced Huang Sixi's situation to the white-robed swordsman, he suddenly called out to Huang Sixi, "Excuse me, benefactor, what is the matter that brings you to the Tianxiahui headquarters this time?"

Huang Sixi did not reply, but just shook his head at Master Buxu.

Huang Sixi's eyes were still fixed on the sword in his hand.

Master Buxu saw that he ignored him, so he asked the clay Buddha again: "Are you a divine fortune teller?"

The clay Buddha smiled and said, "We only met once more than ten years ago, and the master actually still remembers me!"

Master Buxu raised his palm and bowed: "You are truly a divine fortune teller. I heard that you were harmed by Xiongba. It seems that you have turned misfortune into fortune. I am honored to meet you!"

The clay Buddha returned the greeting politely. He remembered Huang Sixi's instructions and began to get close to Master Buxu: "I was imprisoned by Xiongba in a dark death cell. I was doomed. Thanks to you for coming to rescue me, I can see the light of day again."

After saying that, he bowed to Huang Sixi.

Master Buxu suddenly realized: "So this young master came to the Tianxiahui headquarters to rescue you, Mr. Shenxiang?"

The clay Buddha nodded and said, "Master, why are you here again?"

Master Buxu pointed at the Sword Saint on the steps and said, "Ever since the Sword Saint came out of seclusion, I have been tracking him until I caught up with him here!"

The Clay Buddha asked curiously, "Why did the Master want to track down the Sword Saint?"

"Hey, I'm just being asked to do this!" Master Buxu glanced at the white-robed swordsman beside him, and then said to the clay Buddha:

"The Sword Saint just sent his sword into the Xiong Ba Hall. He has already used up his sword and seems to have run out of energy. I came here to check on his condition. If he has passed away, I will take his body away and bury it. This will be considered as completing the task entrusted by my friend. Then I can return to the Mi Yin Temple!"

"Master, do you want to bury the Sword Saint?" asked the Clay Buddha.
"It just so happens that I have some friendship with the Sword Saint. If the Master does not mind, how about we deal with the Sword Saint's body together?"

"That's great!" Master Buxu agreed, "Mr. Shenxiang can observe Feng Shui and find a tomb for the Sword Saint!"

When Master Buxu was talking to the clay Buddha.

The white-robed swordsman remained silent, but instead looked up at Huang Sixi's mount, the Fire Qilin. He thought that Huang Sixi was very lucky to have been able to tame the Fire Qilin, which was one of the four auspicious beasts of ancient times. Riding a Fire Qilin not only conferred status, but also provided a super helper with unparalleled firepower.

The white-clothed swordsman was also very curious about what method Huang Sixi used to make the Fire Kirin willingly recognize its master?

The swordsman in white had just asked Master Buxu, but Master Buxu was not clear about the whole story. The swordsman in white decided to ask Huang Sixi himself.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to ask Huang Sixi a question, Huang Sixi suddenly put away his sword, turned his head to give instructions to the Clay Buddha, then leaped forward on the Fire Kirin, jumped onto the steps, passed by the Sword Saint, and quickly rushed towards Xiongba Hall.

Huang Sixi has already inherited the Sword Saint's internal strength and the "Twenty-two Styles of Holy Spirit Sword Technique". Next, he is going to meet Xiong Ba. On the way up the stairs, he takes out the Wushuang Sword.

When he first obtained the Wushuang Sword in the Northern Suburbs Imperial Mausoleum, he was unable to send his true energy into the sword. Now, after inheriting the inner strength of the Sword Saint, he has become proficient in wielding the sword. This sword can amplify the power of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique and is more handy than the Snow Drinking Knife.

When the white-clothed swordsman saw Huang Sixi rushing towards Xiongba Hall, he immediately jumped up from the ground, flipped in the air, landed on the steps, and chased after him at great speed.

Master Buxu went forward to check the body of the Sword Master and found that he was already dead. He originally did not want to get involved in the affairs of the Tianxia Association, but the White-Clothed Swordsman wanted to join in the fun, and it was inconvenient for him to stay out of it, so he also climbed up the stairs.

The clay Buddha was ordered to entangle Master Buxu, and naturally followed him.

The four of them soon found themselves in the Xiongba Hall.

The white-robed swordsman saw Huang Sixi stop in the hall and look at Xiong Ba sitting on the dragon throne.

He walked over, clasped his fists and said, "My name is Jian Chen, nice to meet you, brother!"

When Huang Sixi heard him introduce himself, he turned his head and looked at him. He saw that he had a long sword on his back with an unusual hilt.

Huang Sixi asked him, "What sword are you carrying?"

Jian Chen smiled gently: "This sword was passed down from my master. It was originally his sword. He once wiped out bandits and was very prestigious. Now it has been passed down to me, but I have not done anything yet. I feel deeply ashamed!"

Seeing that he had been talking for a long time without revealing the main point, Huang Sixi didn't want to continue talking to him. He patted the Fire Kirin lightly, signaling the Fire Kirin to spit fire at Xiongba.

Jian Chen turned around and stood in front of Huo Qilin, and asked sternly: "Brother, are you planning to deal with Xiong Ba?"

Huang Sixi asked, "What does this have to do with you?"

Jian Chen said righteously: "My master once told me personally that twenty years ago, he defeated all the major sects, causing the martial arts world to decline. Although he was famous throughout the world, he still regrets it to this day! Now the Tianxia Association has unified Ganghu. Even if Xiongba is ruthless, he has made the various sects stop fighting and maintain a moment of peace! If he dies today, there will be no leader, and the world will be in chaos, and all lives will be destroyed! I hope you will think twice and don't act on impulse!"

"What a bullshit of a group without a leader!" Huang Sixi looked at Jian Chen and said rudely:
"Your master may be too old and his eyesight is blurry. Xiongba massacred Wushuang City, Huojiazhuang, and so many sects in the martial arts world. The Tianxia Society is committing all kinds of evil and causing great suffering to all living beings! Your master didn't care when Xiongba was annihilating sects everywhere, but when Xiongba was about to die, he came out to meddle in other people's business!"

"Please be respectful. My master is doing this for the people of the world!" Jian Chen did not get angry and continued to speak softly:

"If you kill Xiong Ba today, there will be chaos in the world tomorrow, and the martial arts world will be in turmoil. Are you really willing to watch the blood flow like a river?"

Huang Sixi no longer responded to Jian Chen, but only warned him: "Get out of the way!"

Jian Chen drew out his long sword with a swish and said calmly: "Then let me learn from your skills!"

At this time, Xiong Ba, who was sitting on the dragon throne, suddenly opened his eyes, clapped his hands and laughed: "Master Jian Chen is worthy of being Nan Wuming's direct disciple. He cares about the justice of the people. I admire him very much!"

After praising him, he waved his hand at Jian Chen and said, "But if someone wants to kill me, I will resist. I appreciate Mr. Jian Chen's kindness!"

(End of this chapter)