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Chapter 43 You cut me with your sword, I'll repay you with ten feet of frost (Please read on, please vote with monthly tickets)
"God's intention!"

Zhou Qing pondered to himself.

To say that he had no thoughts about God's intentions would be a lie.

Once you break through to the Innate Realm, if you want to quickly master the power of intent and understand its mysteries, Divine Intent is undoubtedly the best choice.

However, both the Blazing Fire Sect and the Azure Sea Sect had Grandmasters present. Although Zhou Qing believed that his strength was no weaker than that of a Grandmaster who had just entered the Innate Realm, there was no need for him to take the risk. What he could compete for was the Divine Sword Intent of Hidden Sword Manor.

Zhou Qing sped off in the direction the Hidden Sword Manor Master had left.

However, he soon discovered that many people were secretly eyeing Hidden Sword Manor.

Sword fanatic Mo Tianlin, and Fang Qinghua, the true disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, along with many other first-rate martial artists.

These people are certainly not as strong as Mo Tianlin and Fang Qinghua, but they are trying to take advantage of the chaos and seize a chance in the confusion, just in case they get incredibly lucky.

Soon.

The group then left Yuanzhou City.

“Some small fry are also trying to take advantage.” Just then, Ye Tianxing, the master of Hidden Sword Manor, suddenly stopped. He said to Mo Tianlin and Fang Qinghua, “Gentlemen, I know you want to compete for the Divine Sword Dao, but I, Ye Tianxing, am not a pushover and can be manipulated by others.”

Three tigers fighting each other will inevitably result in death or serious injury. Wouldn't it be better to join forces and eliminate these petty scoundrels first, lest they benefit from the fight later?

Upon hearing this, Mo Tianlin sneered, "Master Ye's words are exactly what I wanted to say. These clowns are indeed not qualified to dabble in the Divine Intent of Sword Dao."

Fang Qinghua nodded in agreement: "That's right. These ants dare to think they can get a share of the pie from us? That's just wishful thinking. Let's get rid of these bastards first, and then we can discuss who owns the Divine Intent of the Sword Dao."

"Alright, it's settled then. Let's deal with all these opportunists who are trying to take advantage of the chaos first, and then we'll have a fair competition to see who ultimately wins the Divine Sword Art."

As soon as he finished speaking, three terrifying sword energies shot into the sky.

Or perhaps "sword intent" would be a more accurate description.

Whether it's Ye Tianxing, the master of Hidden Sword Manor, or Mo Tianlin, the sword fanatic, or Fang Qinghua, the swordsman who breaks through the heavens, they have all mastered the rudiments of sword intent.

However, the sword intent was not yet firmly established, and a rash attack on the Gate of Heaven and Earth would only have a success rate of about 40% to 50%.

Only by stabilizing the initial form of sword intent can the success rate reach over 70%.

"No, run away!"

"Go, hurry up and go. We can't withstand the power of the nascent sword intent."

"Spare my life!"

"..."

The dozen or so top-tier martial artists who followed him all wore expressions of fear.

Ye Tianxing, Mo Tianlin, and Fang Qinghua, three top-tier martial artists who have mastered the rudiments of sword intent, joined forces to clear the field. Below the level of a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm, who could stop them?
Boom boom boom——

Despite their pleas for mercy, Ye Tianxing and his two companions remained unmoved, their terrifying nascent sword intent piercing into the ancestral apertures between the eyebrows of these top-tier martial artists.

"what……"

These top-tier martial artists all let out a scream.

Then, as if their bodies had lost all support, they all collapsed to the ground, their eyes wide open, their consciousness extinguished.

This is the power of the nascent form of artistic conception.

Even in a prefecture, he could be considered a first-rate martial artist among the strong, but when faced with a super-first-rate martial artist who had grasped the rudiments of intent, he had no ability to resist and was directly killed.

The difference between the two is as great as that between a second-rate martial artist and a first-rate martial artist.

All the top-tier martial artists who tried to take advantage of the situation were instantly killed.

However, besides Mo Tianlin, Fang Qinghua, and Ye Tianxing, there was another person standing there who seemed unaffected by the nascent sword intent.

This person, of course, is Zhou Qing.

"Hmm!" "Someone actually managed to block our nascent sword intent attack."

"who are you?"

Ye Tianxing and the other two turned their gazes to Zhou Qing, their eyes showing surprise and their expressions becoming serious.

Only top-tier martial artists who have also mastered the rudimentary form of sword intent can remain unscathed when faced with such power.

Since the battle cannot be decided on a spiritual level, the only way to determine the winner is through physical combat.

"Who are you?"

Ye Tianxing asked in a deep voice.

He had to deal with Mo Tianlin and Fang Qinghua by himself. Although these two were also enemies, they were extremely troublesome. Unexpectedly, another top-tier martial artist who had also mastered the rudiments of the Intent realm appeared.

Suddenly, another formidable enemy appeared, which made his expression extremely solemn.

"Who I am is unimportant," Zhou Qing said calmly. "You struck me with your swords, so I will strike you back in return. It's a matter of courtesy in return!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Qing drew his longsword instantly.

Boom~~~
With a single thrust of the sword, three terrifying sword beams erupted.

Each sword beam was as dazzling as the Milky Way, carrying incomparably terrifying power, as it pierced towards Ye Tianxing and his companions.

As he thrust out the sword, Zhou Qing also activated the Primordial Chaos Sword Technique, unleashing a mental attack.

The five forces of ice, mountains, storms, fire, and undying energy are integrated into the sword aura under the control of the Primordial Chaos Force, forming the terrifying Primordial Chaos Sword Aura.

"The power of momentum, the opponent has not yet grasped the rudimentary form of the concept."

Ye Tianxing and the other two were surprised.

Ordinary first-rate martial artists cannot distinguish between Zhou Qing's Hunyuan Sword Force and the rudimentary form of intent, but the three of them have all mastered the rudimentary form of intent, so they can easily tell that what Zhou Qing is displaying is just sword force, not sword intent.

However, the power unleashed by this sword aura is comparable to the nascent stage of the artistic conception, and may even be slightly stronger.

"Break it for me!"

However, while surprised, Ye Tianxing and the other two also activated the nascent form of their sword intent to resist the incoming Hunyuan sword force.

Sonorous!

In the void, the three nascent sword intents collided with the Primordial Sword Force, actually producing a sound like metal clashing, and the surrounding air was instantly torn apart.

Whether it's the nascent form of sword intent or the primordial sword momentum, both can influence reality to a certain extent, far surpassing the power of ordinary momentum.

"What a terrifying sword aura!"

Ye Tianxing, Mo Tianlin, and Fang Qinghua looked grim. They hadn't expected Zhou Qing's sword aura to be so powerful, even managing to block the initial form of their combined sword intent.

This is simply beyond their expectations.

The power of artistic conception and the power of overwhelming force are common knowledge in the cultivation world today.

However, Zhou Qing's sword aura was able to withstand their nascent sword intent, which was simply unbelievable.

"Could it be... that the other party is practicing an ancient cultivation technique?"

Fang Qinghua thought of a possibility.

Mo Tianlin was a rogue cultivator who had a fortuitous encounter that allowed him to condense the rudimentary form of sword intent. Although Hidden Sword Manor was a top-tier power, it had only risen to prominence in the last hundred years, and its influence was limited to the Yuanzhou region. In contrast, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, to which he belonged, had a history of over a thousand years and had produced grandmasters in the past.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect's library contains records of ancient cultivation techniques.

However, Fang Qinghua had no time to think too much about it.

Because the sword light that Zhou Qing thrust out had already reached them.

(End of this chapter)