Zongman: Live broadcast of the collapse of iron, shocking the world

Demon Slayer World.

Beiming Island Xingmei, Fushigawa Minoru and Iguro Obanai were all shocked by the murderous intent and sword energy of Ren!

Xiao Banei looked at Ren's sword and admired it from the bottom of his heart!

So fast! So weird!

This was Xiao Banei’s first reaction.

If we were to ask who has the fastest sword among the Pillars, it would probably be Kasumi Pillar, Tokito Muichiro.

After all, he was known as a "genius among geniuses" and became a Pillar in just two months.

The breathing method of the Mist Pillar, "Mist Breathing", is inspired by "ethereal mist" and its characteristics are extreme movement speed and sword drawing speed!

Even Xiao Bane was impressed by this speed.

If an ordinary person could develop such a speed, their life would probably be over - but Xiao Banei could not have imagined that this blade, in addition to its speed, could actually leave ghostly traces of a sword dance!

Obana's sword is originally like a wave, and this can only be achieved in conjunction with the Snake's Breath - Blade's sword is clearly a straight sword, so how did he achieve this?

Besides, if you want speed, a straight line is the shortest and fastest – how can a blade combine the two?

Obana looked at Hieijima Gyomei and Fushigawa Minami beside them, both of them also had expressions of confusion and admiration on their faces!

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[With a wave of his hand, the sword rushed towards Dan Heng's neck, like a black snake spitting out its tongue!]

"Tsk!" Dan Heng immediately turned his hand back to grasp the Jiyun Spear. With a crisp "dang~~~" sound, he blocked the attack!

Dan Heng immediately tried to widen the gap between him and Ren, but Ren's swordsmanship was extremely strange.

The fragmented sword in Blade's hand twisted like a living snake, its trajectory cunning and treacherous. Every swing seemed shrouded in a psychedelic blood mist, the blade's direction fluctuating between reality and illusion.

[At first glance, it seems like he's about to chop off his waist and abdomen, but the afterimage hasn't faded yet, and the chilling killing intent has suddenly reached his brows!]

Dan Heng thrust his spear in a fierce counter-attack, but the pitch-black sword shadow stabbed down like a ghost, entwining itself between his legs like a venomous snake, forcing him to spin and step back. In an instant, his entire body was enveloped by the cold, sinister sword energy.

[This round of frenzied attacks, the clash of spears and swords, transformed into thousands of piercing streaks of light that exploded in the void, densely packed like tens of thousands of hailstones from rolling thunder!]

[The sword's force, wrapped in years of accumulated resentment and hatred, was overwhelming, ultimately overwhelming Dan Heng's impenetrable spear siege.]

Dan Heng felt a force like a mountain collapsing from the spear shaft. He groaned, his body hunched like a shrimp, and was thrown backwards from the ground.

"Show me your true form!" Ren laughed wildly, clearly determined to win!

The sword, with its sinister and unpredictable arc, shook the spear apart, then pierced into Dan Heng's heart like a black tiger ripping out his heart!

[Ding~~~!]

[Yan Qing rushed forward—his blue steel sword blocked the decapitating blow!]

The young swordsman's tiger's mouth burst open instantly, and he groaned, but he didn't dare to stop his sword moves—the blade's momentum tightened like a noose! He slashed at shoulders, ribs, and heart, the tip of the sword pointed at vital points!

Sparks flew wildly between the two men, the sound of metal clashing painfully sharp. In just ten breaths, the swords had already clashed no fewer than a hundred times!

[Yan Qing's forehead was covered in sweat. So what if he was the best swordsman of the younger generation of Xianzhou? The swordsmanship of this man before him was not even considered "skill"!]

[It was as if he had entered a state of transcendence, with a touch of the legendary sword's charm!]

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Demon Slayer World.

The Rock Pillar couldn't help but applaud Blade.

Although he couldn't see, he could feel the sound of swords clashing and the strong murderous aura in the light curtain.

Moreover, the heated discussion between Obana and Uzui also allowed him to know many details of the battle.

Obana felt that the sword energy of Ren actually gave off the feeling of Busei Kagawa!

The wide-range attack brought by the sword energy, the super strong cutting force, and the violent offensive at all costs are far beyond that of Musashi!

Naturally, Busei Kagawa agreed. He also noticed that Ren's swordsmanship seemed to have the charm of the Rock Pillar - pure power, like the collapse of Mount Tai, forcing Yan Qing to defend himself with all his strength!

As for Beiming Island Xingming, he summarized the evaluation of the two - Blade's sword not only has the weirdness of Obana and the violence of Busei, but also has its own heaviness and strength!

How could one person master so many styles and integrate them all? Could this be the martial arts of the Star Railway Universe?

The three of them had originally agreed to exchange martial arts tonight - however, they unexpectedly encountered such a high-level battle - why were the three of them still exchanging martial arts? They all gathered around to watch!

After all, Blade's swordsmanship alone may be the culmination of all the pillars' skills!

As a member of the train crew, Dan Heng and Yan Qing, the young guard following General Xianzhou, could his swordsmanship be bad?

The three-person melee is bound to be exciting!

The Rock Pillar felt that if the three of them could learn even a little bit from it, it would be a great blessing!

After all, these martial arts and swordsmanship may be the result of hundreds of years of experience!

When these mortals with normal lifespans face the Twelve Demon Moons and Muzan, who have lived for who knows how long - if they could have the blessing of these experiences, perhaps they would have a better chance of winning!

Chapter 140 Zhuge Qing: The Dragon King has returned, and the Qi has also moved?

[Each sword strike was like a landslide, his frenzied anger almost solidifying into something substantial, wanting to strangle the boy to death right then and there!]

"Don't get in the way!" A low roar rolled out from Blade's throat, and the fragmented sword suddenly transformed into a blood-red storm, charging straight at the young man!

Yan Qing's pupils shrank sharply—he didn't dare to continue the fight. Dozens of flying swords shot out at the command, their cold rays like icicles piercing the blood-red storm!

[The sound of metal clashing was as dense as a torrential downpour—after the rain of swords, Blade remained motionless, not even a trace of blood was left behind.]

[Ren's body suddenly paused, completely ignoring the panting young swordsman before him. With a flick of his wrist, the bloody, shattered sword flew out of his hand with a "whoosh" sound!]

[The sword is not aimed at Yan Qing.]

[It tore through the air like a blood-red rainbow, shooting straight towards Dan Heng, who had just stood up from the ground behind Yan Qing!]

[Too fast! Dan Heng's pupils just shrank when blood appeared!]

[“Puff!” The sword pierced through his chest with a dull tearing sound!]

The immense force of the impact sent him flying backwards. With a thud, Dan Heng was pinned to the remains of the stone wall behind him.

"You—!" Yan Qing's eyes were bloodshot, veins popping out of his forehead. He was about to turn his head to check on Dan Heng's miserable condition—but he found that there was not even a trace of blood on Dan Heng's body!

[“Tatt…Tatt…”]

[Ren put away his sword and walked towards the two of them leisurely.]

Yan Qing took up his stance, pointing his sword at Blade's throat—but Blade seemed oblivious to the approaching cold light, casually pushing the sword away.

[Looking at Dan Heng's pained face, the wicked smile that had been lingering on Ren's face since a while ago was now mixed with a look of deep amusement.]

He said in a voice that was eerie even in the dead silence of the Scaled Abyss, "Kid," he nodded at Dan Heng, then glanced at Yan Qing, who was frozen beside him, "...May I introduce you?"

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The world of Fate Zero.

In the castle of Einzbern, Artoria (Saber) and Irisviel were inside the castle, sipping black tea and watching the scene within the light curtain.

"This blade's sword moves don't seem to be just ordinary sword techniques..." Altria guessed.

Every time he made a move, the sword carried a strong sense of blood - although it was only a scene far away, King Arthur, who had experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood, could still feel it.

Not only that, a bloody barrier seemed to have formed around him, and under the command of swordsmanship, it continuously attacked the master's opponent.

Artoria remembered the Wind King barrier on her sword.

This ability was not her ability during her lifetime, but a conceptual ability that arose after the Alaya consciousness summarized the legendary story of King Arthur.

This barrier not only hides the true appearance of the sword, but also controls the direction of the wind, forming the "Wind King Hammer" to attack the opponent!

Altria couldn't help but think that she had led the entire British Empire in battle, defending her country, and had seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but she had never grasped the concept of bloodshed. How many people must this blade have killed to have such a concept?

What kind of battles had he experienced?

Moreover, as a skilled swordsman, Artoria was naturally impressed by Blade's sword moves, which were extraordinary. However, what impressed Artoria the most was his proficiency...

He wields the sword as easily as his own arm. Could it be that this blade has been killing people for hundreds of years in his life?

Altria sighed softly and gave the swordsman the highest respect in her heart.

At the same time, she was also wondering what kind of war it was that could cause one person to kill for hundreds of years?

Moreover, it is impossible for him not to be injured during this period. Although, with the physical functions of the people in the Immortal Boat, they might be comparable to her who has become a heroic spirit - but wouldn't these countless near-death experiences make people despair?

Altria secretly memorized this blade, wanting to know what had happened to him before!

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[Ren's throat churns, "The person behind you is guilty of the ten heinous crimes—"]

The sound of the blades was cut off by the hurricane. One second the ancient sea was dead silent, the next a huge wave was lifted up as if by an invisible giant hand, and dark blue clouds wrapped in thunderstorms pressed down on everyone's heads.

The wind blew up, carrying a salty smell, and hit Yan Qing's face, causing a burning pain.

【Seawater, alive.】

A thick undercurrent emerged from the cracks in the rocks and from mid-air, wrapping around Dan Heng's limp body like a swarm of snakes.

The water film rapidly expanded, forming a giant suspended egg. Blue light, like blood vessels on its surface, faintly pulsed, heralding the joyous news of a new life.

[“—A sinner who rebelled against the Immortal Boat, caused chaos, and was exiled for eternity.”]

[At this point, when Blade sneered—the eggshell exploded.]

[It wasn't shattering, but the unleashing of the mighty force of a gigantic cauldron!]

The bluish-white energy wave struck everyone's chest like a hammer, sending gravel scattering like raindrops. Yan Qing stumbled back.

[The water spray twisted into a hundred-foot-long blue dragon in mid-air. It danced in the air, its roar seeming to convey the joy of a new life!]

[“Dragon Vajra—Lord Drinking Moon!”]

[As Ren laughed wildly, the dragon shadow turned and rushed towards Dan Heng—the dragon's powerful body, carrying a sky full of lightning, slammed into Dan Heng's chest!]

As the lightning faded, Yan Qing finally removed his hand from his eyes and studied Dan Heng carefully—he was no longer the traveler wrapped in a loose coat.

[Her black hair falls to her waist, and a pair of azure dragon horns pierce her hair. Her jade robe sways gently in the wind, accompanied by the lingering mist. Her feet rest on a lotus throne.]