Chapter 411: Chapter 465: True Martial Power, Sweeping Through Cultivation! Chapter 411: Chapter 465: True Martial Power, Sweeping Through Cultivation! “Boom!”
Chen Nan swung his Thunderbolt True Hand again, the powerful martial power sweeping across, causing the void to tremble where it passed, and once again he struck the surface of the sword—
“Crack…”
The flying sword could no longer withstand the massive force and instantly shattered.
“Thump thump thump…”
A series of footsteps sounded out as the Cultivator staggered back several steps, his face ashen.
The reason Cultivators could remotely control flying swords and behead their enemies from thousands of miles away was that during the forging of the flying swords, they imprinted their spiritual imprints into the body of the swords, forming a mind connection, allowing them to control the swords with their spirit.
Now that the flying sword had been shattered by Chen Nan, the spiritual imprint was damaged, and the Cultivator himself was also injured.
For Cultivators, the flying sword could be considered a part of their body. The destruction of the flying sword was like a blow to their own body.
Seeing the reaction of the Cultivator, Chen Nan also understood this.
“Cultivators are nothing special after all!”
Chen Nan sneered coldly, taking advantage of the opponent’s spiritual trauma, and struck out with his Thunderbolt True Hand before the other could recover.
“Slap, slap…”
Two consecutive strikes, and another flying sword was shattered.
“Brother, they have a spiritual connection with their flying swords, to strike the sword is to strike the person!” Chen Nan shouted over to Poison Wolf.
“I just discovered this secret myself!” Poison Wolf laughed heartily with unrestrained passion, “Today, you and I, brothers, will slaughter these self-proclaid invincible Cultivation Pigs.”
“Good!”
Chen Nan’s killing aura soared to the heavens, his Thunderbolt True Hand swinging continuously, the purple-golden palms without a trace of True Qi fluctuation, yet possessing endless destructive power, kept shattering the opponent’s flying swords.
The Cultivator was like being struck by lightning.
Seeing six of his flying swords broken by Chen Nan, he let out a loud shout, perford a spell with his hands, and the remaining twelve flying swords clanged together in an instant, once again rging into a single sword.
“You Ninth Layer Heaven Martial Artist, you have truly enraged !”
The Cultivator glared with enraged eyes, filled with killing intent, staring at Chen Nan, “Even if you die today, you can die proud!”
“The one who will die is you!”
Chen Nan harrumphed coldly, his killing aura seemingly transforming into sharp blades, piercing through everything. He stomped on the ground, leaving behind an afterimage where he stood, moving with lightning speed as he lunged toward the Cultivator.
“Kill!”
The Cultivator let out a loud shout, and the flying sword that hovered in the air abruptly expanded tenfold.
The originally one and a half ter long sword suddenly transford into a fifteen-ter long giant sword, shaking the void, countless Sword Qi falling down, the killing aura overbearing, slashing towards Chen Nan head-on.
Chen Nan was truly startled by this, the Cultivator’s flying sword could actually enlarge!
If one were to be hit by this fifteen-ter giant sword, you would probably be so dead that not even scraps would remain.
“Swoosh…”
Chen Nan’s figure flashed, dodging the giant sword’s strike, jumping into the sky.
Stepping out with the Slaughter God Seven Steps, he moved through the void, his purple-golden palm held high as if a hand of death itself, rushing toward the Cultivator.
But just then—
“Rumble…”
The giant sword actually changed direction, violently slashing towards Chen Nan in the air once more.
Chen Nan, now in midair and gearing up to attack with full force, had no ti to dodge and could only brandish his Thunderbolt Hand to counter the blow.
“Clang…”
His hand struck the giant sword, the blade vibrated for a mont, and Chen Nan’s body was rapidly forced downward, plumting towards the ground.
Chen Nan understood that if he fell to the ground, once the giant sword ca slashing down, he would certainly be dead or at least severely injured, considering the True Qi contained within the giant sword was extrely formidable.
“Today, I will shatter your Flying Sword and see how you’ll stop !”
Chen Nan’s icy voice echoed across the sky. The purple-golden glow on his body surged, resembling a War God, his indestructible palm swinging down viciously towards the Giant Sword.
“Clang…”
The Giant Sword trembled slightly, showing no sign of damage.
Chen Nan was not discouraged; his Mysterious Skill ran wildly within him, War Blood burning, and his aura continued to climb, War Intent reaching the skies.
Unparalleled Martial Power was unleashed with all his might, striking the Giant Sword over and over. In his heart, there was no fear, no thought of retreat, only a relentless killing aura, swallowing mountains and rivers. With each palm strike, his might surged exponentially.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang…”
Chen Nan’s Thunderbolt Six-Linked Strike hit the Giant Sword, causing the Cultivation practitioner to suffer a blow to his spirit, his face turning deathly pale.
He finally felt a trace of fear. This Ninth Layer Heaven Martial Artist possessed an overpowering presence that he had never encountered before. In the past, slaying martial artists of the Ten Layers of Heaven was as easy as slicing through lon and vegetables.
Yet now, faced with this Ninth Layer Heaven Martial Artist, he felt a profound sense of helplessness emanating from the core of his being.
Could this be the true essence of Martial Power?
He couldn’t help but recall a legend. In Ancient Tis, martial artists were the strongest among all cultivation systems. True Martial Power could sweep through cultivators of the sa rank.
Back then, martial artists relied on their physical strength. So-called Inner Strength was rely used as an aid for cultivation, to temper the body.
But for so reason, the true essence of Martial Arts gradually beca lost over ti, and martial artists fell into decline, leaving only those who specialized in Inner Strength without focusing on body refinent. This led to the decline of Martial Arts, reducing martial artists to ants easily squashed by cultivators.
Could he have inherited the true essence of Martial Power?
The more the Cultivation practitioner thought about it, the more alard he beca. His gaze towards Chen Nan also filled with surprise.
“Snap…”
anwhile, as Chen Nan’s Thunderbolt Six-Linked Strike was executed for the third ti, a crack appeared on the Giant Sword.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Chen Nan, with the swiftness of thunder, struck the sa spot on the Giant Sword three more tis with Thunderbolt Hand.
“Crack…”
The Giant Sword, originally fifteen ters long, could no longer withstand Chen Nan’s ferocious Attack Power. With a crisp sound, it completely burst apart, turning into countless pieces of scrap tal falling to the ground.
“Spurt…”
With the shattering of the spirit-bonded Giant Sword, the Cultivation practitioner sustained a severe injury, fresh blood spewing from his mouth.
He clutched his chest and stumbled back. The mont the Giant Sword fractured, it felt as if a Big Hamr had brutally smashed into his chest, causing severe pain and a threat of imminent death.
“Cultivation Treasures are nothing but a pile of broken copper and iron,”
Chen Nan scoffed, showing no signs of stopping. His body glowing brilliantly, he charged towards the Cultivation practitioner with his palm swinging to strike: “Today, I shall take your head!”
Seeing Chen Nan charging at him, the Cultivation practitioner’s face turned ghastly pale.
“Spurt…”
He spat out a mouthful, and a stream of golden light burst out, transforming into a huge Copper Hamr, hurling towards Chen Nan.
“You really have a lot of Magic Treasures!”
Chen Nan scoffed.
The purple-golden palm swept across the sky, striking the Copper Hamr with great force.
After three strikes, the Big Hamr shattered with a “snap,” Chen Nan’s montum undeterred. He strode forward, with a raised palm, delivering a crushing blow.
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