Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 83: Death by a sword technique not like that of a human being, death by the hands of a man who is like a god descending from the world (Please pre-order)

"'Seventy-Seven Forty-Nine Moves of the Wind-Dancing Willow Sword' is considered one of the three great sword techniques of Xuanmen, along with the Wudang School's 'Liangyi Divine Sword' and the Kunlun School's 'Nine Flying Dragon Styles'."

Zhuang Bu Ran put his hands behind his back and calmly dodged Gu Feiyun's repeated attacks. He commented calmly:

"After seeing it today, I can see that the reputation is well-deserved."

Gu Feiyun's face did not change when he heard that. He suddenly turned his wrist and threw the sword with the momentum of his deep internal force. However, the sword turned back from behind with the help of the rotation of his internal force and stabbed the back of the young man in red. It was the last move of "Seventy-Seven Forty-Nine Styles of Returning Wind and Dancing Willow Sword" and also the most powerful one.

In an instant, Niu Niu Tang put his two fingers together like an orchid, and approached the young man in red with ethereal steps, then gently stroked him.

The blow may seem as light as a breeze, but it has an invisible and vicious force that can hurt the enemy, causing the enemy to suffer severe injuries at best, including broken tendons and dislocated veins, and even damage to all internal organs at worst.

At the critical moment, a burst of sword energy suddenly burst out from Zhuang Bu Ran's elbow, directly knocking away the long sword that was attacking his back.

He then used strength against softness, raised his hand and performed the "Kang Long You Hui" move, and then used the "Seven Injury Fist" containing heavy punch power to hit Gu Feiyun.

Gu Yunfei was caught off guard and was injured and vomiting blood after resisting the fifth punch. He also suffered internal injuries. He waved his hand and sprinkled a handful of poison powder at the young man in red.

Niu Rou Tang's "Ruyi Orchid Hand" requires extremely deep internal strength and exquisite techniques to be successful. This skill is known for its changes in finger techniques, which can be used for both attack and defense, and the changes are even more mysterious and erratic.

So when faced with the fierce and brutal Dragon Subduing Palm, she first wanted to use mysterious and erratic changes to reduce some of the palm force, but the palm force was so dense and strong that it far exceeded her imagination. She instinctively swept across the air and avoided it. Even so, she was still injured by the palm force, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

It was precisely because of this dodging that he was not accidentally injured by the poison powder.

When the poison powder smoke gradually dissipated, Mu Dao Ren drew his sword like thunder, and Gong Jiu did the same. It was obvious that the two of them had used multiple lives as rafts just to wait for this moment.

"Interesting, poisoning, sneak attacks, using every possible means, this is the world I'm more familiar with!"

Zhuang Bu Ran spoke in a gentle tone, as if he was not hurt by the poison powder. He knocked Gu Yunfei to the ground with a punch, creating a shallow crater in the ground. Gu Yunfei's internal organs were ruptured and he was bleeding from all seven orifices. He died.

At this moment, the sword light of Mu Dao Ren has arrived, like flowing water, like flying clouds, as if it is everywhere, but there is no trace to be found. The sword seems slow, but in fact it is as fast as lightning. The yin and yang energies flow with the sword edge, making it difficult for people to resist.

Gong Jiu's swordsmanship is unique, and seems to be a swordsmanship that was created overseas. It is obviously attacking from the front, but in fact it specializes in attacking from the side, stepping on strange gates, and attacking from the flank, which is extremely vicious.

On the surface, the direction of the sword tip is crooked and inaccurate, seeming to be true but not true, making it impossible to grasp.

Zhuang Bu Ran's aura was extremely strong, and an inexplicable divine power lingered around his body, making the two people who attacked him feel as if a strange force had invaded their heart meridians, burning their minds. They felt as if they had fallen into hell and were in unbearable pain.

A force that could be freely released and controlled, large or small, indestructible, and fearless quickly shot towards Gong Jiu.

His backhand move was so sharp and fierce that it was unparalleled in the world. He immediately struck horizontally with all his strength, and then imitated the begging posture of a lame beggar. The staggering sword moves were in line with the Qimen Dunjia, and the sword path was directed at the red-clothed boy's ear, crotch, and armpit.

The power that could be sent and received freely, and bent and straightened as desired, all came from the power of the mind, and was intercepted again halfway.

Suddenly, Mu Daoren's eyes lit up, and he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar brilliant sword light.

It came flying obliquely, like a flash of lightning, like a rainbow across the sky, it was the world-famous "Fairy from the Sky"!
The sword light was brilliant and swift, without any changes, not even any follow-up moves, as if all the strength of the body was integrated into it, and sometimes no change is the best change.

The feelings of the onlookers were indescribable. When did the top masters become so worthless and they kept popping up one after another?

Not to mention the numerous masters who possessed swordsmanship rivaling that of Baiyun City Lord and Ximen Chuixue, even the few who survived the final battles were even more skilled than those two peerless swordsmen, a truly astonishing sight. Especially the Taoist Mu, who claimed to be number one in Go, second in poetry and wine, and third in swordsmanship, displayed martial arts far superior to anyone's imagination, truly a truly unfathomable master.

And this young man's swordsmanship is probably even stronger than Ximen Chuxue's, which makes people feel intimidated.

As for this madman, it seemed that he was going further and further on the inhuman path. He not only learned many famous skills, but also had an incredible set of martial arts.

"The old Taoist is well versed in the essence of sword techniques from various schools. He is adept at breaking other people's unique skills. He once studied the 'Flying Fairy from the Sky' of the Lord of Baiyun City."

"The weakness of this sword is that it pursues perfection too much, thus losing its variety."

After Taoist Mu finished speaking, he swung his sword, pushing the mystery of the yin and yang of Wudang swordsmanship to the peak. His sword moves were as round and smooth as Tai Chi, but they also contained fierce murderous intent, and the changes between reality and illusion were unpredictable.

As soon as the two came into contact, the brilliant sword light gradually faded and turned into nothingness.

At this time, Gong Jiu also broke through the obstruction of that force. When he approached the young man in red, he deliberately stepped into the air with his left foot, as if to lure the enemy, but his right hand sword stabbed his dantian, like a lame dragon raising its head to swallow a stream.

"It seems like we're going to get serious." Zhuang Bu Ran suddenly smiled.
"The old Taoist priest was able to break the 'Flying Fairy' move, but can you break the 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th and 8th moves as well?"

A streak of snow-white smoke, as swift as a dragon, shot out across the sky, knocking Gong Jiu away first.

The young man in red was filled with energy, and the energy burst out from his hands, elbows, feet, and knees, transforming into colorful sword lights, and struck towards Mu Dao Ren with the force of thunder and lightning.

Taoist Mu's expression suddenly changed. He leaped back while performing the "Liang Yi Divine Sword" in his hand. He developed the "Yun Long San Zhe" from the "Ti Yun Zong" so that he could use the force to turn three times in a row in the air, breaking the limit of conventional light work.

But even so, the sword light seemed to be similar to the force that Gong Jiu was dealing with, and it could bend and straighten as desired. However, in the end, the force contained in the three sword lights gradually dissipated and was successfully dissipated.

Taoist Mu then uses the long sleeves of his Taoist robe as weapons, integrating his internal strength into the flexible fabric. He can turn hardness into softness, dissipate force and counterattack, or sweep across the sky like an iron whip. This is exactly the Wudang School's "Flowing Clouds and Flying Sleeves".

With a swipe of his long sleeves, the glazed tiles on the temple ridge cracked wherever the wind passed. When the sleeves shattered, they successfully dispelled a ray of sword light.

He continued to use the "Liang Yi Divine Sword" with one hand and struck out with another palm. The palm power seemed light, but in fact it contained a force that could break the heart and split the lungs. He once smashed a bronze tripod three meters away with one palm, leaving no marks on the surface while the inside turned into powder. This was the level of practicing Wudang Mian Palm to the point of hitting a cow from a distance.

This time, he used his own sword skills to turn a ray of sword light into nothingness.

The last three sword lights made Mu Dao Ren fight with all his might. He tried his best to activate the internal force in Dantian, regardless of whether his meridians could bear it. He then exerted force according to the sword momentum, trying his best to use the mystery of Yin and Yang in the sword technique.

The sword flashed in an instant, and the Taoist priest Mu fell to the ground, standing straight and motionless.

"Tick tock tock."

But blood was seen flowing down from the arm holding the sword, flowing along the palm of the hand holding the sword to the tip of the sword, and then dripping onto the ground.

"To die by a sword technique not found in the human realm, to die by the hands of a god-like being. It's not unfair!"

Taoist Mu sighed lightly, blood seeped out from his brow, and he fell to the ground with a bang, dead.

(End of this chapter)