Chapter 20: Sword skills, sword intention becomes powerful
At this moment, Tu Hong had just arrived nearby holding his own stainless steel sword.
Seeing that Lu Cheng instantly seriously injured a corpse puppet in the late stage of Qi training that he might not be able to deal with, he was in a dilemma for a while.
Then, he was killed by Lu Cheng.
“Huh?”
The two sides passed each other, and Tu Hong's head flew high into the sky.
He looked blankly at the changing perspective, looking at the headless corpse getting further and further away from him, feeling at a loss.
Ten years of martial arts training, learning how monkeys jump on trees in the deep mountains and old forests, jumping for five years in a row, suffering so much, and now it’s just a sword?
......Yes, I was willing to endure hardship when I was young.
But in the years after becoming the head of the Tu family, how many years have I enjoyed the fine wine and beauty?
Although his skill had increased, his will was no longer as good as before. Then, Tu Hong lost consciousness and was swallowed up by a black wave of severe pain and fear.
“What’s going on?”
Tu Hongdu was decapitated with a sword, and his head flew high.
At this moment, Li Jiuyou was really frightened. He knew Tu Hong’s martial arts foundation deeply. Even if he had slacked off in his drinking, sex, and wealth over the years, it would not be easy. After all, he had practiced hard back then. The strong foundation is still there.
"It seems that when everyone faces that Taoist priest, they will be in a trance. What is going on?"
At this time, Zou Shepo, a middle-aged beautiful woman with a more delicate mind, frowned and said.
These words were like a white lightning flashing in Li Jiuyou's mind.
But what Zou Shepo said next was: "Tu Hong and Po You are both dead. We have tried our best. We might as well avoid their sharp edges for the time being. This sword cultivator from Huoyun Mansion is indeed It’s not something we can resist head-on, but this is southern Xinjiang after all.”
From the beginning of this battle to this moment, Lu Cheng took ten steps to kill with his sword.
The killing was so hard and so fast that most people didn’t even react before they could react. They were already ghosts under the sword, and they didn’t even have time to collapse their morale.
Li Jiuyou had just thought of taking the children in the black temple as hostages, but he was already locked in the sight of Lu Cheng, who was charging with a sword.
If you go to the Black Temple at this time, it will be equivalent to giving your back to the opponent's sword.
At this time, Zou Shepo had already retreated. The Taoist priest was killing too fast.
There are only three monks left now. Zou Shepo doesn’t think Li Jiuyou can deal with Lu Cheng, so when Lu Cheng kills Li Jiuyou, she will be the only one left.
So she chose to take the first step, which I have to say was an extremely smart choice.
"Bitch."
Li Jiuyou cursed secretly in his heart. Zou Shepo could run away, but he, who was already locked, couldn't run away.
In front of Li Jiuyou, the young Taoist wearing a blood-stained Taoist robe was already charging towards him with his sword.
锵.
A shield with a ghost face was suddenly separated between the two people. The red pine sword slashed hard on it, but it could not be shaken for a moment:
The second-level defensive weapon, Ghost Face Shield.
Li Jiuyou's eyes were dazed for a moment after being struck by Lu Cheng's sword from the front, and he felt a sharp killing intent rushing straight into his heart, like a sword slash.
Based on the classics he had read in the past few years, Li Jiuyou said with some disbelief: "The unique skill of swordsmanship, the sword's intention becomes powerful? How can such a thing happen!?"
Swordsmanship Special Skills:
Sword Qi and Thunder Sound, Sword Light Differentiation, Sword Heart Transparent, Sword Refining into Silk, Sword Intent into Power, Man and Sword Integrated... If you master any of them, you can be called the leader in today's world of immortality. A master of swordsmanship.
Immortal cultivators with excellent swordsmanship can master various swordsmanship skills only after they have cultivated their swordsmanship to a certain level.
Any kind of swordsmanship skills are extremely domineering and must be pursued by swordsmen throughout their lives.
But Li Jiuyou has never heard of anyone who can master swordsmanship in the realm of Qi training, no matter how talented he is.
The sword intention becomes powerful. In theory, the sword is cultivated by oneself through hundreds of battles, defeating the murderous intention of killing the opponent, and perfectly integrated into one's own divine energy and one's own swordsmanship. As long as this is done, you can use this unique skill to defeat the enemy. , any opponent will be frightened by the killing power of the sword.
“But you are in the late stage of Qi training, how can you be experienced in hundreds of battles?”
Li Jiuyou felt for a moment that he had misunderstood. The other party should have used some secret technique to attack the mind.
This can also fully explain that the monks of the divine religion and even Tu Hong were killed just now as if they were stupid.
Your mind is taken away from you. Of course, your opponent only needs one sword to kill you.
While Li Jiuyou's mind was breaking down, Lu Cheng's attacks did not stop, and he kept slashing with the dazzling red Chisong Sword in his hand.
At the same time, the Six Desire Peach Blossom Fan on the side beside him gently moved downwards. The blazing crimson calamity fire covered the ghost face shield, burning this high-grade defensive weapon until it crackled and exploded. Lu Cheng himself, however, followed the sword and suddenly switched directions, forming a V shape, trying to avoid the ghost-faced shield and kill Li Jiuyou.
It is true that low-level defensive magic weapons do not have the function of automatically protecting the master, but Li Jiuyou, who was distracted, gently shook the copper bell in his hand.
A puff of black smoke flew out from the copper bell. When the black smoke dissipated, another muscular corpse stood in front of Li Jiuyou, forming a ghost-faced shield together. Defensive barrier to protect it firmly.
“It’s actually the sword’s intention that becomes powerful!”
“Any other mental attack method can’t be used so frequently and accompanied by every move. Issued.”
There are many ways to attack the mind in the world of immortality, but the use of these spells or magic weapons consumes the power of the mind. Only the unique skill of swordsmanship can be integrated into every move.
"How much trouble have I been involved in? The real man Chi Shenzi sent his best disciple to southern Xinjiang. What does he want to do? Is the target the Gu God Sect or Burning Wood Mountain? What should I do? "Escape?"
Li Jiuyou rationally knew that he should try his best to restrain himself, but the past events came flooding back, and all kinds of fears came to his mind. The demons on the Lingtai were disturbing him, and he was no longer clear-minded. He was almost in a dilemma!
The sword intention was strong, and although it could not be said to be in the realm of the Heart Sword, the sword after sword still killed Li Jiuyou, his mind was broken, and he could hardly cast any spells.
Click.
Accompanied by the sound of breaking, the strong ghost-faced shield finally let out an unbearable scream after bearing the power of a hundred swords.
The next moment, it exploded.
The corpse puppet attacked him head-on. Li Jiuyou turned around and suddenly disappeared.
At first, Lu Cheng thought that the opponent was about to counterattack before his death, so he returned his sword and waited to defend. However, he soon discovered that there was a raised piece of land on the ground and he was quickly escaping into the distance.
He turned sideways to avoid the corpse puppet's frontal attack, and wielded the sword with both hands.
Rumble, rumble.
A blast of Shen Xiong's fierce sword energy also stirred up layers of earth and rocks to follow the path of earth.
Escape method, of course, is difficult to be faster than Sword Qi in the same realm.
Boom.
With an explosion, Li Jiuyou escaped, covered in blood from sword wounds. Before he could take a breath, he was stabbed into the chest by Lu Cheng, who was following closely behind.
"Ah!"
At this moment, Lu Cheng's spiritual consciousness and mana were also consuming a lot. In order to avoid any fish slipping through the net around him, and in order to save mana, he stabbed with a sword at this moment.
Under normal circumstances, even if a cultivator is pierced through the heart, he cannot fight back. Humans are not monsters after all.
But this time, Lu Cheng made a mistake in his calculation, or maybe he underestimated it. Li Jiuyou had practiced corpse refining for many years, and his body was contaminated by corpse energy. While his vitality was depleted, the vitality he needed was also far away. Much less than normal people.
“You can’t kill me!”
On the verge of death, a hint of madness appeared in Li Jiuyou's eyes.
He held his palms together and pressed down on the edge of the sword. The next moment, Li Jiuyou's palms seemed to have two black holes of mana, and the long whale swallowed up all the mana wrapped in the red pine sword like a whale sucking water. The next moment, he aimed his palms at Lu Cheng.
Smiled miserably and said:
“Forget it, let’s die together.”
At this moment, Lu Cheng felt that his whole figure and the magic power running in his body were all over the place. Being sucked away by Li Jiuyou, he was sucked away by the huge suction force.
"The magic of absorbing power?"
I didn't expect that this kind of power existed in the world of immortality, but Lu Cheng was not frightened. He just stopped saving mana and did not resist the other party's swallowing of his own mana. Sucking, instead, it operates at full strength to transport all the mana to the opponent.
This magic power is inherently mixed and impure. I would like to thank you only if you can take it all away.
At the same time, Lu Cheng's whole body was also charging forward with his sword, pushing against the bodies of the two people, and finally crashed into a big tree hugging behind Li Jiuyou.
With the huge earthquake, the big tree suddenly broke and collapsed.
The fallen tree trunks and fallen branches stirred up smoke and dust all over the sky. A moment later, Lu Cheng walked out of the dust step by step holding the red pine sword in his right hand. With his left hand, he pulled the dead Li Jiuyou's front, and then pulled him away. Throw it aside.
After a bloody battle, this ten-mile slope finally returned to peace.
Puffing, Lu Cheng walked step by step to a tree and sat down, leaning against the tree trunk to pant, staring at the tragic scene in front of him, with bloody limbs all over the ground.
I couldn't help but whisper to myself:
"...At this time, it would be nice if I had a cigarette."
(End of this chapter)