Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 524 He is coming

At this moment, the Hidden Sword Sect headquarters was filled with swirling sand, flying as fast as arrows.

With Ren Shaoyang and Hayato Ten'in as the axis, a fierce whistling sound formed, creating a tornado that swept in all directions.

Within the tornado, the clanging of swords and blades filled the air as a dozen or so figures clashed and fought.

The earth undulated like waves, rolling and then surging into the distance.

What amazing skill!

Hongxiu and Ding'an each had a rice ball in their hands, their eyes crinkling with smiles as they ate and commented.

"That old bastard's 'Ten Directions Annihilation' is invincible in martial arts, yet he's really being stingy!"

Is it a regional issue?

Hongxiu turned her head, her cheeks puffed out, her mouth stuffed full: "Oh?"

Ding An laughed and said, "Look, Wu Wudi has lived in the Hebei region for a long time. The terrain is flat, and he has a broad mind. His moves are naturally very powerful and unrestrained." He then gestured "Great Roc Spreading its Wings" while eating.

"What about Hayato Tenkaku?"

"Even if your tiny country learns Wu Wudi's kung fu, it'll still be nothing more than petty tricks and sneaky behavior!"

Dong'an, with a rice ball in his mouth, shrank back and acted in an extremely lewd manner.

Hongxiu burst into laughter, clapping her hands and exclaiming how vivid the scene was.

Just then, a shout came from afar. Hongxiu raised her eyebrows, quickly chewed twice, and choked on the rice ball in her mouth, cursing, "That's really choking!"

He stood up, dusted himself off, and said to Ding An, "The area is cleared."

Ding'an laughed and said, "You're here!"

The two nodded to each other, then swayed and leaped forward to meet the attack.

Before they even got close, a strong wind howled, and seven bright red figures came slashing down with swords.

Ding'an laughed loudly; "I'll do it!"

He ducked low, like a nimble ape, dodging seven flashes of blade light, then suddenly rose and swung his blade horizontally.

These seven individuals are known as the "Seven Heroes of the Strange Martial Arts," seven top masters of the Strange Martial Arts of Japan, whose martial arts skills are second only to Dainichi Munakata.

They are particularly adept at combined attacks, their movements unpredictable and ever-changing, their swordsmanship fluid and unpredictable, making them impossible to defend against. An ordinary master would likely be torn to pieces within a few rounds.

However, Ding'an was not afraid. As soon as the fire reached them, the seven people were sent flying.

When the Seven Heroes of the Strange Martial Arts used their "Boundless Sea of ​​Qi" to suppress the enemy, they were countered by Ding An Yi Shou's special ability.

The sword energy and palm strikes they unleashed, originally aimed to the left, suddenly shifted to the right with a sweep of Ding An's hand.

Seeing that they were at a disadvantage, they resorted to hidden weapons.

But halfway through the flight of the hidden weapon, Ding An smiled and reached out, then suddenly turned around and shot it back at them.

Left with no other choice, the Seven Heroes of the Strange Martial Arts Sect stood together and pushed the hidden weapon back in retaliation.

Ding'an also felt a surge of childlike wonder and took several photos with his prosthetic hand.

Shuriken, cross-shaped throwing stars, and other concealed weapons flew back and forth between the two sides, resembling a flock of birds of all sizes, sometimes colliding in mid-air and scattering sparks.

After a few rounds of back and forth, Ding'an found it uninteresting and laughed loudly, "I'm not playing with you anymore!" He then let out a deep shout, his energy pressing down like a mountain wall.

The true energy of the Seven Heroes of the Strange Martial Arts contracted inward, and they all took a step back.

They looked up and saw Ding An suddenly approach, casually slashing down with his sword.

This strike was simple, without any flames or energy, yet it possessed a warmth like the morning sun, causing one to momentarily lose their senses.

It is the opening move of the Three Styles of Forgetfulness – “Emotional Arousal”!
puff!
In the blink of an eye, blood bloomed from one person's throat.

Everyone was suddenly awakened, but felt their blood and qi surging wildly throughout their bodies, unable to move an inch. They watched helplessly as a knife flew closer, and a wave of heat rolled in, so frightening that they defecated and urinated at the same time.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff!

Wherever the blade struck, the six men instantly shattered, blood gushing out in a spray that sent waves of blood into the air.

When the crowd saw that the Seven Heroes of the Strange Martial Arts had been killed, they shouted in unison and tried to surround him tightly.

Just then, the north wind howled, accompanied by bursts of wild laughter.

A crimson gust of wind swept in, and Hongxiu appeared in the void, looking down with disdain.

Upon seeing her arrive, the crowd immediately pointed at the little beggar and shouted, "Kill her!" They all turned their guns and thrust them out from all directions.

Just then, Hongxiu gave a wicked smile and punched her chest with her small fist.

"thump!"

A strange heartbeat suddenly began.

Powerful and clear, it drowned out the shouts of battle from all directions.

"Ugh!" Strangely enough, as soon as Hongxiu's heartbeat started, everyone's hearts seemed to be squeezed, and their breath caught in their throats.

Hongxiu struck the ground several times, each strike resounding like the beating of war drums.

The heartbeats of the people below were forcibly hijacked, synchronized with theirs, and became faster and more chaotic!

Until a loud "bang" seemed to explode inside his chest!

Everyone's vision went black, and they immediately felt a piercing pain in their chests. Their chests were hot, and blood gushed out.

In a matter of moments, they all collapsed to the ground, bleeding from their seven orifices, and died on the spot.

The remaining people were immediately terrified and screamed as they fled.
With a swift leap, she dragged her sword as she moved swiftly through the air. A flurry of sword light and screams filled the air as blood blossomed in the air beneath her blade.

Ding An also strode over and worked in perfect harmony with her, clapping his prosthetic hand together.

The next moment, thunder roared, and a group of people were all blown away by the immense force, exploding into a shower of blood.

With three swords wielded by two men, one thrusting and the other slashing, they hacked and slashed their way through the Hidden Sword Stream, leaving its members rolling heads and wailing in despair.

The shouts of battle from that side were deafening.

As the dust settled, two figures, one in black and one in white, stood tall.

"Look," Ren Shaoyang said with a smile, his white robe billowing in the wind, "The Hidden Sword School has been wiped out." He paused, then added, "You didn't even need to lift a finger." Hayato Ten'in's eyes narrowed, and he said in a low voice, "Just how many people have you three killers killed?"

"I can't remember." Ren Shaoyang held the sword blade and said nonchalantly, "From the Central Plains to Jiangnan, from the desert to Japan, there are at least eight or ten thousand people, some with names, some who have committed heinous crimes, and some who deliberately cause trouble."

"Hmph, Master always says they're going to unleash a great calamity upon the land," Hayato Ten'in sneered. "I think you are the calamity that will befall this world!"

Ren Shaoyang was stunned for a moment before softly saying, "So, it seems that's correct."

suddenly.

The sky and earth suddenly turned red!
Hayato Ten'in's katana suddenly appeared, flashing like a startled swan, right at Ren Shaoyang's neck.

This strike was none other than the "Sleeve God Blade"!
Ren Shaoyang smiled, his longsword trembled and rang, bursting forth with countless cold stars that swept towards him.

when!
Swords clashed, and sparks illuminated their faces.

Their eyes met; one smiled calmly, the other's gaze was gloomy.

Hayato Ten'in snorted coldly: "Heavenly Net Fire Path!" He flicked his long sword horizontally, as if unleashing thousands of sparks that swept across the sky and earth.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "A boring trick."

He immediately flicked his wrist, and the long sword in his hand flew out like a startled dragon emerging from the sea, soaring more than ten feet high, emitting a buzzing sound like a dragon's roar.

Hayato Ten'in was completely bewildered when he saw that he had actually thrown the Dragon-Capturing Sword.

But then Ren Shaoyang turned his hand around, flicked his finger, and flicked the tip of the knife.

"Ding!"

With a slight tremor, the War Soul Blade retracted, while Hayato Ten'in leaned back, a sweet taste rising from his mouth, accompanied by the stench of blood.

Just then, a crimson sword light flashed and stabbed towards Hayato Ten'in in an arc.

The sword strike was still slow, but the sword energy completely enveloped him.

Hayato Ten'in heard a "whoosh" sound and knew that this sword strike must be a thunderous blow. His face immediately darkened, and he raised his sword to block it.

Suddenly, there was a series of ringing sounds.
A series of crisp, colliding sounds suddenly arose.

No sooner had the move ended than Ren Shaoyang suddenly appeared from the side, flicking his sword with his finger.

渊！
The dragon shook its head and tail, unleashing hundreds of large red sword flowers that suddenly swayed in the night.

Hayato Ten'in sensed the approaching sword energy, which felt like a spring breeze in March—warm yet chilly—and exclaimed, "Excellent swordsmanship!"

He slashed with his blade, ignoring the incoming longsword, and aimed it at Ren Shaoyang's throat.

It is the "Liushang Sword" from the Kunlun Three Elements Sword!
Seeing this, Ren Shaoyang smirked: "Trying to use my kung fu to hit me?" With a flick of his finger, the sword tip curved midway through its flight, aiming at Hayato Ten'in's wrist.

With a series of "whoosh" sounds, countless flashes of light and shadow from swords and blades pierced the air.

As they switched stances, neither revealed the slightest trace. Their swords moved erratically, their destination unknown. They simply focused on defending each other's positions, ignoring each other's attacks.

Suddenly, with a clang, weapons clashed.

Hayato Ten felt a force pressing down on him like a mountain collapsing and the sky falling, causing him to stagger and retreat repeatedly.

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "Brother, watch me acquire the 'Escape from the Netherworld Sword'." As soon as he finished speaking, he casually flicked his wrist downwards, and the sword light pierced into the ground with a whoosh.

Hayato Ten'in sensed something was wrong, when he suddenly heard a cracking sound from underground.

In an instant, bricks cracked and soil parted, and thousands of sword lights soared into the sky, as dense as wind and rain.

Hayato Ten's pupils contracted, his katana suddenly retracted, and he switched from offense to defense, retreating continuously.

Then Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "Let's see what 'Heartless Romance' means!" He leaped into the void, his body shimmering with moonlight, and casually slashed with his longsword.

A wondrous sight suddenly appeared.

Hundreds of sword lights, guided by the sword tip, were tilted and rushed towards Hayato Ten'in.

Even more terrifying was that the thousands of sword shadows transformed into shimmering moonlight, as fine as silk or hair, like a drizzle of heavenly light falling to the ground, instantly creating countless tiny holes. When it landed on the flowers and grass, the flowers and grass instantly turned to dust.

Hayato Ten'in felt a chill run down his spine and cried out in horror, "Wind and Moon Sword Qi!" He flicked his katana downwards and up, unleashing the "Cause and Effect Reincarnation Technique!"

Boom!

The stone slabs underfoot seemed to rise up like a rolling curtain, creating waves.

In an instant, all that could be heard was the sound of countless metals clanging together, the moonlight flashing wildly, and all things vanishing in response.

In the blink of an eye, the stone slab collapsed and turned into dust.

Hayato Ten'in was still shaken and covered in cold sweat. He knew that the Sword God had a move called "Wind and Moon Sword Qi", but even though he used "Myriad Paths of the Forest" to deduce it and absorbed the power of wind and moon into his body, he still could not replicate the power of this sword.

No wonder he couldn't replicate it.

After all, this sword technique originated from the "Brahma Scroll," which is from another world, created by Brahma, the creator god of India.

Tianzhu
It's truly incomprehensible to normal human beings what they're thinking.

Even someone as capable as the teacher couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for ten days and ten nights.
Hayato Tenkaku was unable to escape, so he could only let out a loud shout and plant his feet firmly on the ground like cones.

But as the moonlight shone down, a tremendous force struck, and with a "crack," Hayato's left knee was in excruciating pain, dislocated by the impact.

"Damn!"

The sound of swords rang out.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the air, his sleeves fluttering, exuding an otherworldly air, his sword flashing like flying snowflakes.

With a snap, the mask exploded.

Hayato Ten'in's eyes widened, his hair and beard flying wildly, as he hissed, "Excellent swordsmanship!"

Ren Shaoyang stood under the moonlight, sword in hand, and chuckled, "Of course, it's excellent swordsmanship."

Hayato Ten'in convulsed, his pupils fixed on Ren Shaoyang's back, and with his last breath, he managed to squeeze out a voice: "Be careful."

"Ok?"

Ren Shaoyang's smile vanished, and he abruptly turned around.

The instant he turned around, Hayato Tenkaku roared, "He's here—!!"

(End of this chapter)