"Courting death!"
The Upper Concealnt thought soone standing in front of him must be a disciple of the Ba Mountain Sword Sect coming to seek death.
On the passenger ship, only the Jade Flute Fairy posed a threat to them, and now she was entangled by Celestial Concealnt.
The rest were of no concern!
This Upper Concealnt’s face was expressionless, his knife stance unchanged, stabbing towards the belly of this person.
The newcor was bare-handed, reaching out to grab.
Judging by the intention, it seed he wanted to seize the weapon bare-handed!
"Truly wishful thinking!"
The Upper Concealnt sneered inwardly, jolted his dantian, his inner qi surged, and a fierce burst of sword qi erupted from the blade, sweeping towards the newcor’s palm!
Sword Qi, Dao Qi, were the effects produced by Third Grade Martial Artists who opened their ridians, emitted inner qi, and attached it to weapons.
Whether sword qi or dao qi, it was not solid; simply in sharpness, naturally sparser than real weapons.
However, breaking through a martial artist’s flesh was effortless.
Moreover, with sword qi and dao qi, the attack range expanded, adding many variations to sword techniques, creating unguarded monts.
The Upper Concealnt paid no heed to the newcor’s grabbing palm; just a burst of dao qi was enough to cripple this person’s palm!
At this mont, an eerie golden sheen appeared on the newcor’s palm.
"Hmm?"
A glimr of astonishnt flashed in the Upper Concealnt’s eyes.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sword qi collided with the newcor’s palm, producing the sound of tallic clashing.
As if the hand was not flesh but forged from steel!
"Is this person wearing gloves?"
A thought darted through the Upper Concealnt’s mind.
Yet he hadn’t sensed any gloves just now; how did they suddenly appear?
Before he could comprehend, the newcor’s golden hand was already clutching his wrist.
Even then, he remained unfazed, erupting inner qi, hoping to withdraw the hand and retrieve the knife.
However, the inner qi released seed to hit a solid wall.
Crunch!
A crisp sound!
Severe pain radiated from the wrist.
The Upper Concealnt’s eyes were wide with anger, yet he fiercely endured the pain, not uttering a sound.
But he did not anticipate the newcor’s strength was so formidable; the hand was like an iron clamp, and the inner qi from four ridian passages couldn’t break free.
In a blink, his Hidden Saber fell into the newcor’s hand.
At this mont, another Upper Concealnt, ghost-like, erged from the side for a pursuit!
As this person rushed forward, he had no chance to strike before a stunning blade light appeared before him!
He had never seen such a quick blade.
The blade light flashed and disappeared.
Even the finest skills of the Moon Night Race from Celestial Cauldron Continent couldn’t match the speed of this blade.
He couldn’t even see how the opponent struck.
Warm liquid surged from his throat, soaking his chest.
The next mont, he lost consciousness.
The newcor grasped the wrist of the other Upper Concealnt and shook violently.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
A sound of bones echoed from the Upper Concealnt’s body, several joints dislocated, and he beca limp.
The newcor lifted his leg and kicked the person in the chest, directly shattering his heart!
The entire clash, although seemingly slow in retelling, actually occurred in an instant.
The Upper Concealnt attacked, the newcor blocked in front of Jian Qiuchi, reached for the saber, and backhanded a slash to cut the throat of the pursuing Upper Concealnt!
Then swiftly kicked the first Upper Concealnt to death.
"It’s him?"
Only then did Jian Qiuchi see clearly the tall figure blocking in front of her.
Her heart was both astonished and delighted, filled with mixed emotions.
She truly felt like she had traversed Ghost Gate.
Roaming the Jianghu for years, she had faced several dangers before, with life hanging by a thread.
But such desperation and helplessness hadn’t been experienced for many years.
"Is Sect Leader okay?"
Chen Tang glanced back.
"I’m...I’m fine."
Jian Qiuchi looked at Chen Tang, about to thank him, when she suddenly noticed demonic figures quickly approaching around Chen Tang!
Other hermits had discovered the situation here and already surrounded for a kill!
"Watch out!"
Jian Qiuchi’s expression changed, hurriedly reminding him.
Chen Tang seed not to hear, casually tossed the Hidden Saber in his hand, tapped his toe, picked up the Falling Long Sword from Jian Qiuchi, and said, "Apologies, borrowing Sect Leader’s sword."
Jian Qiuchi was anxious enough to stomp her foot.
At this mont? Use it if you need to, why say anything, who’s blaming you.
In that fleeting mont, seven hermits surrounded!
Chen Tang didn’t even look, his wrist lightly shook, the sword blade trembled slightly, emitting a clear and resonant sword hum!
Buzz!
This ’Return Sword’ in Chen Tang’s hand suddenly blossod into countless sword shadows, reaching extre speed.
The sharp sword tip, a chill shining brightly, like a rainstorm of swords pouring down!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
A burst of blood appeared!
The seven approaching hermits were instantly engulfed in a mist of blood, pierced through nurous bloody holes, dead on the spot!
"Rapid Rain Sword?"
Jian Qiuchi’s eyes widened, instinctively cried out.
The Ba Mountain Swordsmanship is divided into four parts: Rain Listening Sword, Torrential Rain Sword, Rapid Rain Sword, Fine Rain Sword.
Among them, the Rapid Rain Sword emphasizes sharp and fast sword techniques as the core essence.
When cultivated to great success, the sword tip can transform into nurous cold lights, forming a storm-like montum, bursting with extrely fierce offensives.
If cultivated to Third Grade, with opened ridian passages, combined with sword qi, then it’s an overwhelming downpour of sword rain, vastly majestic and overwhelmingly fierce!
This person actually knows Rapid Rain Sword?
Moreover, able to cultivate Rapid Rain Sword to this extent?
Even among the disciples of Ba Mountain Sword Sect, few reach this level.
This person has horizontally trained the body, without cultivating inner qi, and did not form a torrential rain’s montum.
Yet, even so, just with the ultimate quickness of the sword, had already ford a considerable scale of sword rain, terrifying in lethality.
One sword slayed seven hermits!
"Sect Leader, be careful."
After resolving the crisis on Jian Qiuchi’s side, Chen Tang cautioned briefly and dashed elsewhere.
He grasped the ’Return Sword’, charging and slashing amidst enemies, leaving chaos wherever he went.
Despite nurous hermits, none dared confront him!
Whether Rapid Rain Sword, Torrential Rain Sword, Fine Rain Sword, in his hand were equally effortless.
If a Ba Mountain Sword Sect disciple faced danger, Chen Tang appeared promptly.
Before long, over a hundred hermits had already died by half!
Not even wounded, those facing Chen Tang were all dead!
Guo Heng, Luo Qi, Lin Ling’Er, and other disciples of Ba Mountain Sword Sect, watched as Chen Tang wielded the Sect Leader’s sword, using their well-known ’Ba Mountain Swordsmanship,’ rampaging aboard the passenger ship.
Like slicing through vegetables and lons, one man and one sword, amidst hermits, he killed several tis round, undefeated!
The disciples watched with mouths agape, utterly stunned.
"This person’s thods are indeed terrifying."
"Turns out our sect’s swordsmanship has such power."
"No wonder Brother Chen said his skills were all killing techniques, he was not wrong, look, not a single hermit on the ship survived being stabbed..."
"Senior Brother Luo, lucky you didn’t spar with him, spared your life!"
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