Decaying World

Chapter 92 092 Testing the Sword Six

"Kill!!" The next second, Bai Feihan took a step forward, shattering the roof, and swooped down like a bird. Suddenly, a slender curved blade appeared in his hand. The blade light, covered with internal force, drew a huge silver moon in mid-air and slashed towards Lin Hui.

At the same time, the bald man behind him cast his fishing net, instantly covering an area of ​​more than ten meters and locking down most of the areas where Lin Hui could move and dodge. The fishing net was also covered with a faint white light, illuminating the surrounding snow.

This bald guy is actually a master of perfect internal energy!
Not only that, another gray-robed man also unleashed his movement technique, soaring into the air like a giant bird, circling and swooping down on Lin Hui from another angle, blocking all angles from his third direction.

The three of them worked together to lock Lin Hui in place in an instant, predicting most of the directions he might dodge.

Finally, Yao Huan, who was directly in front, roared and channeled all his inner strength to create a snow-white wall of blades more than three meters high and four meters wide, which pressed down on Lin Hui.

At this point, all possible directions for dodging have been blocked.

Lin Hui and his four companions were trapped in the center, like turtles in a jar.

The wind blows and the snow falls, and the snowflakes are swept up and scattered by the strong winds from all sides.

It was as if the wind and snow had suddenly stopped.

Lin Hui held his sword, feeling the powerful attacks coming from all sides.

He couldn't predict the intensity of every attack, nor did he have time to analyze the weaknesses of each one. After all, he had never done this kind of training.

But it's okay.

'To kill, a single moment is enough.'

Clang!
In an instant, a circular sword mark appeared around him.

Strangely, the sword mark was unleashed before the surrounding attacks even arrived. It was as if it wasn't intended to counter the four attacks at all, but merely to swing the sword for the sake of swinging it.

Did they give up? Or was it a miscalculation?

'Was it because you panicked that you made a mistake?'

"Master Qingfeng is nothing special! He's just as helpless when faced with life and death!"

"Oh no, Ah Huan, watch out!!" Suddenly, Bai Feihan's expression changed drastically. He reacted immediately, forcibly turning the blade's light and lunging towards his disciple.

Just now, without them even realizing it, they were drawn to the strange sword mark, and their hand movements and attacks unconsciously slowed down for a moment.

For ordinary people, it wouldn't be a problem; it wouldn't delay anything for even a moment.

But at their level, a moment's hesitation is enough to determine the life or death of a fight!

puff!

In a daze, Bai Feihan saw Lin Hui's figure appear as if leaping behind his disciple. He saw the other's lips move slightly, as if he was saying something.

then.

Yao Huan's tall body, along with her sword and the wall of blades she swung out, were all diagonally separated in the middle.

Wow!
A terrifying sword wound suddenly split open on Yao Huan's body, neatly slicing her in two from her left shoulder to her right waist.

"Aaaaaah!! You're asking for it!!!" Bai Feihan's blood and qi exploded.

He had spent many years nurturing a disciple who had reached the inner strength realm, hoping that someone would be there to represent him when he grew old and frail.

With Yao Huan's talent, he will surely reach the pinnacle of internal strength in twenty years, at which time he will be able to enjoy his old age in peace.

But at this very moment, on the snow less than ten meters away from him, everything was destroyed.

The fishing net failed, and their three-man encirclement and blockade all fell apart.

The result was that, in a single exchange, Yao Huan, who was at the Inner Strength Realm, was torn to pieces by a single sword strike.

Blood splattered, staining the white surface with specks of red cherry blossoms.

Then the red cherry blossoms merged into one, slowly melting away like red soil.

"My sword is perfect, my movements are perfect, and so am I."

Lin Hui easily left behind an afterimage, dodging the pursuit of the three people behind him. In the next instant, he vanished and reappeared on a rooftop not far away.

"A flawless, impeccable, and perfect sword will inevitably produce a flawless result when wielded."

He pointed his sword diagonally at the ground, looking at the three people who were already squatting beside the corpse, examining the situation.

"Are you right?"

"I'll fuck your mother!!! I'm going to kill you!!" Bai Feihan suddenly stood up, his inner energy surging like a burning flame.

"Old White!"

"Wait for Lao Bai!!" The other two tried to pull him back, but it was too late.

Bai Feihan seemed to have unleashed some kind of secret technique, his skin was covered in bulging veins, his muscles bulged and throbbed abnormally, and his hand holding the knife was as if it were overly congested with blood, turning a strange purple color.

Although he was filled with anger, he was well aware of the terror of that sword strike. Logically speaking, they had inquired beforehand and learned that although Lin Hui's sword was fast, it would be impossible for him to break through Yao Huan's defense, which was mainly based on internal force.

That's why Yao Huan was asked to block him head-on.

Yes, the goal is not to achieve anything but to avoid mistakes; it's simply to block the attack, and if it only needs to be blocked for a moment, everything will be settled.

But what no one expected was that all four of them, four at the Inner Strength Realm and two at the Perfection of Inner Strength, actually lost focus in the face of that strange sword mark!
How could they be distracted during such a life-or-death battle?!

This is simply unimaginable!
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and experienced it firsthand, Bai Feihan would never have imagined that such swordsmanship could exist in the world!

In a battle between masters, a momentary lapse in concentration can determine victory or defeat, life or death.

And so Yao Huan was gone.

What was thought to be a foolproof battle turned into the most devastating outcome.

"Die!!" Bai Feihan's speed and strength increased dramatically. He rushed in front of Lin Hui at a speed at least 50% faster than before and slashed upwards with his sword.

The blade flashed, slicing through the eaves and striking Lin Hui's right foot from below.

But it only shattered a fleeting afterimage.

Lin Hui's speed actually improved once again at this moment.

He simply took a slight step to the left and precisely dodged Bai Feihan's furious slash.

A bright, round, crescent-shaped blade flashed out from less than a meter away from him, slicing through a large swath of snow before slowly dissipating.

Lin Hui took another step forward, precisely dodging yet another white blade of light.

The two, one on the roof and the other on the ground, seemed to be practicing their coordination. Lin Hui precisely dodged every strike and every attack. "Is this guy's prediction that terrifying!?" The gray-robed man who was about to make a move looked extremely ugly.

"It wasn't a prediction!" The bald man's eyes were extremely serious. "He wasn't predicting Old White's movements; he saw the knife first and then dodged! It was a face-to-face dodge!! His speed was too fast, and his reaction was too fast, so much so that it all looked like a prediction!"

"And that sword technique... it's like being possessed by a demon, forcibly drawing the mind. What is this guy?" The gray-robed man had long since given up on the idea of ​​competing in speed.

After Lin Hui unleashed a burst of supersonic speed, he knew he was no match for him.

But aside from the speed, I didn't expect the opponent to also possess such a bizarre sword technique.

Although many martial arts styles have similar moves, such as Bai Feihan's Flying Sand Sect which used to have a sword technique that could distract the mind, those were only occasional distraction techniques that could be used in one-on-one combat.

In fact, someone who can pull all four of them together at once can be completely invincible in group battles.

Because when people engage in rapid combat, the only real opponents they face are actually the few people around them.

Being able to pull four people already makes one fearless in group battles, not to mention that it has such terrifying speed.

"Should we continue fighting?" The gray-robed man was already considering retreating.

They came to Tu Yue to retire, not to die. If they still insist on fighting when things are hopeless, then either they have a medical condition or they're really mentally unstable.

"Old Bai can't win. Save the people first, then retreat. The feud is already started, and we must settle this matter!" the bald man said fiercely. His gaze fell on the few Qingfeng Temple disciples who had already retreated some distance away.

"Now's the time, quick!" The gray-robed man instantly understood, transforming into a gray shadow and rushing towards Wang Hongshi and his companions.

Only by capturing the hostages can their own safety be guaranteed.

Otherwise, given Lin Hui's speed combined with that strange sword technique...
The two of them found the thought terrifying.

But the next moment.

A figure silently appeared in front of the two, blocking the way to Wang Hongshi and his group of four.

The figure slowly raised his head, holding a long sword horizontally. It was Lin Hui, who had just been fighting Bai Feihan.

"Sorry, this road is blocked."

A perfect smile appeared on his face, just like the perfect sword just now.

"A good opportunity! His internal strength is not strong, let's fight him head-on and kill him!!" The gray-robed man and the bald man had this thought almost at the same time.

The two coordinated with lightning speed, one on the left and one on the right, casting out the fishing net and striking out with a white, luminous palm. In an instant, they covered most of the surrounding area.

Unfortunately, both the fishing net and the hand pierced through Lin Hui's body at the same time.

That was still an afterimage.

Behind the gray-robed man, the real Lin Hui had already appeared sometime earlier.

The Qinghe Sword had already silently broken through a small part of the internal force barrier and touched the gray-robed man's skin on his back.

The toxins were sealed and the internal energy dissipated.

There was a flash of blood.

Lin Hui sheathed his sword and looked at Bai Feihan and the bald man who were charging at him again.

"Should I wait for you?"

He raised his sword, revealing a warm, sunny smile.

A headless corpse collapsed to the ground behind him.

"Retreat!!" The bald man was sweating profusely. He changed direction at lightning speed, no longer caring about Bai Feihan, and ran away.

But after running only a dozen meters, he heard a series of crisp sounds as the internal energy barrier around him exploded, scattering sparks everywhere.

Internal energy began to be rapidly depleted.

"Oh no!" His expression changed drastically, and he reached into his waist pouch, grabbing something.

puff!

Unfortunately, it all ended before the hand was even halfway out.

The bald man's eyes were wide open. He remained in the same position, collapsed on the snow, and never got up again.

A thin sword wound in his back, near his heart, slowly oozed crimson blood.

“There’s one last one.” Lin Hui turned around and looked at Bai Feihan.

At this moment, Bai Feihan's heart was completely cold.

After the initial surge of adrenaline, seeing his companions die one after another, and witnessing a third of the Flying Stone Sect's experts perish before his very eyes.

Even the hottest blood should cool down by now.

"Ah!!" Suddenly he roared and lunged at Qiu Yiren, who was closest to him, reaching out to grab the girl and trying to take her hostage.

Just like Lin Hui killed his disciple, he also wanted to kill the other party's disciple to vent his anger!
but.
clang!
Bai Feihan's lunging body was forcefully pushed back by a tremendous force.

He took a few steps back and lunged at Chen Sui, who was standing to one side, again.

clang!
Once again, he was turned away.

Then he lunged at Huang Shan.

clang!
As expected, Bai Feihan's vision blurred, and he was blocked again.

"Are you copying me?" Lin Hui stood a few meters in front of him, looking relaxed.

"Unfortunately, you can't do it."

Bai Feihan's lips trembled, her heart filled with a mixture of panic and anger, which transformed into a tremendous urge to explode.

But the weakness he felt after using the secret technique told him that if he unleashed it again, he would die.

He stood there, holding the knife, his body shimmering with an ever-changing light.

"Are you planning to kill me?"

After a few breaths, he managed to squeeze out a sentence in a trembling voice.

(End of this chapter)