Heavenly Ranking

Chapter 43 Sword Intent
"Boom!"

A deafening roar echoed through the cave and reverberated throughout the surrounding area!

This terrifying, earth-shattering impact caused even Ji Fuyou and Fang Qiyun to shrink in shock, their eyes narrowing as they retreated at top speed to avoid being caught in the collapse.

"The commotion is too great; the giant scorpion will be attracted soon. Let's leave!"

Ji Fuyou let out a low shout.

Without the slightest hesitation, he strode forward, chasing after the only surviving "second brother".

Fang Qiyun clutched her lower abdomen; she had taken a direct hit from "the boss," and her whole body felt like it was falling apart.

If it weren't for the high-polymer inner armor she was wearing, which neutralized some of the force, the immense power unleashed by the opponent's 17 or even 18 points of physique would have been enough to shatter all her internal organs.

However, when she saw Ji Fuyou chasing after "the second brother", she also endured her pain, picked up her spear, and followed closely behind.

Although the fog can affect the propagation of sound, the sound of such a landslide could probably be heard throughout half of Huanglong Cave, and it is foreseeable that it will attract a large number of giant scorpions.

Staying where you are will only lead to certain death.

Ji Fuyou leaped and bounded, relying on his physical advantage and extraordinary familiarity with the terrain of Huanglong Cave, and quickly caught up with "Second Brother".

Sensing the rapidly approaching figure, the second brother's face also showed a look of terror: "Although you can kill me, I will fight back with my life and I will definitely be able to seriously injure you! It's better to be merciful when you can. The mist is dangerous. Once I am injured, whether I can leave the mist area alive is unknown. Why do you have to be so ruthless!?"

Ji Fuyou remained silent.

These people live on the edge, believing in eliminating all traces of evil. They would kill him to silence him simply because they realized he had witnessed their evil deeds. If they let him escape, it would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains, which would inevitably lead to endless trouble.

He didn't want to live his future in fear and anxiety.

With that thought in mind, he sped up even more.

As the distance between them closed completely, his longsword hummed softly, gleaming with a cold light, and he launched his attack.

"you!"

Feeling Ji Fuyou's relentless sword light, an uncontrollable rage erupted from him.

"You really think I'm afraid of you!?"

"Qiang!"

The sword pierces the heavens.

A glint of cold light, like a star tearing through the night sky, with a chilling and dazzling brilliance, slashed down like lightning.

Before the person even arrived, a sharp sword seemed to pierce through Ji Fuyou's soul and strike him first.

Such sharpness, if it were to strike someone who lacks courage or willpower, could likely follow their fears and penetrate deep into their mind, crushing them in one fell swoop.

Even though Ji Fuyou's mind had been tempered time and time again and he had overcome fear time and time again, this sharpness still made him shudder, and his movements involuntarily slowed down a bit.

"Psychic magic? But it doesn't seem like it..."

Ji Fuyou's eyes turned cold, his spirit surged, washing away the sharpness's influence on his mind, and at the same time, he accurately judged the trajectory of the sword and met it head-on!
But this approach delighted the second son.

"You don't know sword intent? You don't know sword intent! Hahaha!"

The next moment, his sword turned, and the cold light at the tip of the sword changed.

As Ji Fuyou's spirit came into contact with that cold light, a chilling sensation swept over his entire body once again.

Every cell in his body was telling him that danger was imminent and he had to turn back his sword to defend himself.

For a moment, he had to change his tactics again, using the second brother's swordsmanship to defend himself.

After several consecutive sword strikes, Ji Fuyou immediately realized that his rhythm had been disrupted.

His offensive was completely led by the second brother!
"No! His mental capacity should be inferior to mine, so why is he able to interfere with my mental perception time and time again? And mislead my insightful judgments?"

Even if the opponent's spirit were liquefied and more condensed, his performance wouldn't be this poor.

Just as Ji Fuyou realized the problem, the second brother suddenly pounced, unleashing a powerful shockwave that surged throughout his body.

As he thrust his longsword straight out, his entire body, arm, sword, and his own essence, energy, and spirit seemed to transform into a straight line, ferociously and with incredible speed, deflecting Ji Fuyou's returning sword.

Fortunately, Ji Fuyou had adopted a defensive stance. When his swordsmanship was broken, he immediately retreated and escaped from the second brother's sword light.

"You little brat trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?! Let's see how long you can hide!"

The second brother let out a fierce shout, his hair stood on end in anger, and his strength surged forth, slaughtering all around him.

Streams of sword light rained down like a storm, completely overwhelming Ji Fuyou.

If Ji Fuyou hadn't had a physical advantage, the outcome would probably have been decided by now.

Just then, Fang Qiyun arrived.

She did not act rashly.

Two unfamiliar people forcing themselves to join forces may result in a situation where one plus one is less than two.

She might as well stand aside and use her spear to distract "the second son's" energy.

Furthermore, in just a moment, she had already discerned the crux of Ji Fuyou's predicament.

"It's sword intent!" Her voice echoed in the cave: "He used mental combat techniques to infuse his mind into his swordsmanship, forming sword intent, which allowed his mental power to materialize through a medium!"

She immediately added, "This kind of fighting style consumes a lot of mental energy, especially since his sword intent is crude and weak. If you have the advantage in mental strength, you can adopt a defensive stance and withstand it! Hold out until he can't hold on any longer!"

"Sword Intent..."

This was the first time Ji Fuyou had heard this statement.

At that moment, he focused his mind, his spiritual energy rippled outwards, and while exchanging blows with the second brother, he also constantly observed the interaction and changes between his swordsmanship and spiritual energy.

"Damn it!"

The second brother noticed Ji Fuyou's change in condition immediately.

His opponent's mental strength and physical prowess were already superior to his.

He was able to gain the upper hand only by leveraging his liquefied spiritual power and the advantage of his sword intent, but now...

The boy was calm and collected. With his extremely keen mental perception, he could often anticipate the attack of the sword and dodge it in advance. Even though he was surrounded by the sword's shadow, the boy could never hurt him in the slightest.

Even though he had restrained his killing intent and his swordsmanship was as fast as lightning, it was still no match for his mental perception and could not strike his body.

Moreover, just as Fang Qiyun said, after unleashing dozens of lightning-fast sword strikes, he felt a kind of exhaustion originating from the soul level, and was mentally and physically drained.

Just as he was feeling anxious, Ji Fuyou's blood circulation suddenly stagnated.

It seems they are about to take a breath.

"Chance!"

The second son, who was concentrating, looked pleasantly surprised.

This is an opportunity you absolutely cannot miss!

"kill!"

With a low roar, his sword spun rapidly, and the power in his body surged from his feet the instant he lunged forward, like a divine sword thrusting out, penetrating through his entire body and carrying the sharp edge of a sword to kill fiercely.

The speed of his sword at that moment was so fast that it seemed to break the sound barrier!

A ring of white mist exploded from the tip of the sword!
"it is good!"

Facing the second brother's thunderous sword strike, which was like a meteor striking the moon, Ji Fuyou's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

This is a sign that mental energy has been stimulated to its limit.

At this moment, he completely abandoned the sense of crisis that his mental power granted him, and his eyes were fixed on the sword that the second brother was about to use to stab him.

A powerful roar!

His sword, poised to strike, followed closely behind the second brother's attack with a speed no less than that of the second brother's, arriving first despite being the one who struck later.

The cold, sharp blade slashed fiercely against the spine of the second brother's sword, which was thrusting towards his eyes!
"clang!"

Sparks flew!

The sword in the second brother's hand exploded into sparks. The force brought by his physical advantage penetrated through, instantly cracking the tiger's mouth of the second brother's right hand holding the sword. The sword in his hand was also blown away, crossing the void and shooting into the stone wall nine meters away.

This is the advantage that comes with physical strength!

Ji Fuyou's sword was struck three or five times, but he still held it firmly in his hand.

However, the second brother's sword was only hit by Ji Fuyou once before flying away.

"not good!"

Losing his sword, the second brother's expression changed drastically, and he tried to retreat abruptly.

But at that moment, Ji Fuyou strode forward and thrust his long sword straight forward.

The moment the sword was thrust out, the second brother's vision was filled with cold light. In a daze, he seemed to see a phantom of a Heavenly Emperor appearing in the sky, supporting the sky with his hand, and slashing out with his sword to wipe out all the demons!

And he...

It was none other than the one standing at the very front of that group of demons!
The destructive power carried an indescribable vastness and overwhelming momentum, as if it were about to crush his body and mind!

This familiar feeling...

"Sword intent!?"

The second son, who had been proud of his previous success in floating, suddenly widened his eyes.

My heart was shocked!

Sword Intention! ?
How could there be sword intent?!
Without a spirit of rigorous training, how could one possibly forge sword intent?

"laugh!"

The next moment, sword light pierced the air!

A flash of cold light pierced through his head in an instant!

All the illusory images in the sky vanished!

(End of this chapter)