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Chapter 147 The power of the clumsy front, show mercy under the sword

Jin Jiuling felt the powerful and surging power in his body, and his self-confidence was also greatly improved.

"Step aside!"

Jin Jiuling dared to shout at Ximen Chuuxue.

He doesn't care about Ximen Chuuxue now, but wants to get rid of Yan Ming first, and completely erase his confidant trouble.

But when he opened his mouth like this, Ximen Chuuxue became even happier.

"Good, good!"

Ximen Chuuxue said three good words in a row, with very eager emotions in his eyes.

Instead of being angry, he appreciated it very much.

Because from Ximen Chuuxue's point of view, only when the other party has a temper can he fully display his power.

What a sword cultivator wants is an indomitable momentum. People are like swords, and swords are like people.

Jin Jiuling successfully aroused Ximen Chuuxue's interest, and a belligerence flashed in his eyes.

Not only did they not get out of the way, but the aura on their bodies began to rise continuously. A powerful but invisible aura seemed to appear around the two of them, expanding outward continuously, and soon collided with each other.

It seemed that the two of them were standing still, but in fact they had already started a contest, and the strong wind around them was getting stronger and stronger.

The aura of Jin Jiuling was naturally felt by the other warriors.

In fact, they could take advantage of this opportunity to withdraw, but none of them moved, unwilling to give up just like that.

They even faintly regretted it. If they had known just now that they could be influenced by the White Rainbow Sword to improve their strength, they would have made a move a long time ago.

From the present point of view, the sword intent and momentum of the name of Sword Madness Song contained in the Baihong Sword is also a precious opportunity, which will definitely be of great benefit to themselves!

But now they feel that they still have a chance, stay here and watch the fight between the few people, the more intense the fight, the better.

For a moment, several people's eyes flickered, and they looked like they were scheming and ready to move.

Some of the members of the Liuyun Gang who were digging inside were affected by the fight just now and fell to the ground, while the rest sneaked out while they were not being noticed.

Now Yan Ming is the one who is idle.

Seeing Jin Jiuling desperately wanting to come over to make trouble for him, but being stopped abruptly by Ximen Chuuxue, he felt relieved.

He then turned his attention to the knife in his hand.

The blade fell into the palm, but it felt different from the previous ones. It was very light, and it didn't seem to be made of iron. It was lighter, faster, and more dexterous to swing.

And the most peculiar thing is that the knife in the hand does not have the cold feeling of ordinary weapons. Instead, it faintly reveals a faint temperature, which spreads continuously from the knife.

Not to mention that like the Baihong Sword, it also contains true meaning, even after nearly 20 years, there are still many remaining.

There is no rejection at this moment, and Yan Ming's strength has also been improved in a short period of time, and Yan Ming's own sword will nourish each other, and there is a faint feeling of helping him grow stronger.

This is definitely a treasure knife!

Yanming was both surprised and delighted.

Because he can feel that this knife matches his own style of skills very well, it is more convenient than the previous blood knife, and it is not as bulky as the cold iron knife.

With this knife in hand, the power of his blood prison knife technique can be increased by a few points on the original basis.

And the grade of the saber itself is much higher than that of Lu Tong's cold iron broadsword, it is not of the same grade at all.

The owner of this knife must also be a master!
Just based on his record of being able to die with the name of Sword Madness Song, plus his true meaning kept in the sword after so many years, it can be deduced that the opponent should be a great master!
Great Master Realm!
This is the top existence in Jianghu, even if you look at the world, there are only a few names that can be counted.

It was the first time Yan Ming had seen the Grand Master Realm until today when he met Ximen Chuuxue.

Thinking of this, Yan Ming turned his head and glanced at the owner of the knife who had already turned into a pool of bones, but still maintained the posture of fighting at the end of his life.

It seems to have some different feelings for him.

In just such a short period of time, the true meaning contained in the blade has already helped to strengthen his sword intent a lot, and it has also helped his perception of sword skills.

This is a very mysterious feeling. It seems that the other party's sword intent contains a lot of insights and essence about the other party's lifelong research on this path, and it is absorbed by Yan Ming in this way of traveling through time.

If calculated in this way, Yan Ming and the other party can be regarded as having a relationship of preaching and teaching.

Although he didn't know who the other party was, and Yan Ming probably had never heard of his name, the two formed an inexplicable connection.

Yan Ming turned his wrist and looked at the knife in his palm.

The straight blade, simple but not monotonous lines, faintly revealed a sense of power, even though it is still dark and inconspicuous, the more you look at it, the more pleasing it is.

And it wasn't until this moment that Yan Ming noticed that there were two small characters engraved under the handle guard.

"Clumsy Front"

This must be the name of this knife. It may seem strange at first, but after careful taste, it has a special artistic conception and is very appropriate.

Look at the black blade with no metallic luster. If someone saw it outside, no one would associate this blade with the magic weapon.

"boom!"

The strong collision of true qi drew Yanming's attention back.

Ximen Chuuxue and Jin Jiuling fought against each other!
When the two sides collided, it seemed that both of them had turned into two sharp swords, and the needlepoints collided with the wheat awn without dodging or avoiding.

He couldn't even see their figures clearly, his eyes were filled with overwhelming sword light and the sound of sword cries.

Relying on the improvement made by the Baihong Sword, Jin Jiuling had an inseparable fight with General Ximen Chuuxue.

Facing the famous ruthless sword god, Jin Jiuling did not hold back at all, the essence of Yi Shuige Jianjue poured out, instantly turning into a river of sword energy.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his face was full of joy when he saw Liexin.

Not only was Jin Jiuling strong and well-founded, Ximen Chuuxue was also very interested in his exquisite swordsmanship, so he watched it very carefully.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't even have the heart to kill him, but the fight with Jin Jiuling became more and more lively, leading him to fully display his sword skills to satisfy his curiosity.

And as the two of them started to fight, the sound of "shua shua" sounded, and it was the guys next to them who moved.

With Jin Jiuling helping them hold back Ximen Chuuxue, they immediately seized this opportunity.

Even if they haven't been able to get the Baihong Sword for the time being, they have paid attention to the two bags that are still on the ground for a long time.

There must be a lot of babies in it!
The value of the belongings of the great masters of the previous era may not be under the sword of a magic weapon.

And the knife in Yan Ming's hand!

Although they can't see the way, they can guess that it should be extraordinary, and they must try to snatch it.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of several people rushed over.

They had just seen the scene where Yan Ming and Jin Jiuling fought, and they knew that the guy in the mask was very powerful, so they didn't dare to underestimate the enemy and were extremely careful.

Seeing this, Yan Ming's eyes turned cold. If these people want to leave, Yan Ming won't bother to care about them, and there is still a chance of survival.

But now that they have chosen to break ground on Tai Sui's head, they can't blame themselves, they have to bear the consequences of their actions!
Yan Ming's huge amount of true energy suddenly poured into the blade, and a strong buzzing sound erupted, and then the phantom that expanded from the blade swept across.

"what!"

Two master-level warriors saw the angle of the opponent's saber, raised the long sword in their hands, and boosted their true energy to fight against it.

However, the expected impact sound did not come, and the knife energy released by Yan Ming's sweeping knife was compressed into a very thin piece of knife light. When it came into contact with it, there was a muffled sound, and it passed through the opponent's weapon .

The two felt dizzy and dizzy together, and then lost consciousness.

But the people next to them saw the heads of the two of them, they fell off in unison, and they were directly beheaded by Yan Ming!

But at the same time, Yan Ming's body disappeared from the original place, and appeared next to the luggage, and he reached out to pick it up.

One person rushed over and collided with Yanming.

The long sword was handed to Yan Ming, but Yan Ming swung the knife to block it.

The swords intersected, and there was another puff, and the long sword broke into two without any hesitation.

Even the man couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this knife to be so sharp!

The long sword in his hand is not ordinary, it is made of very precious materials and made by famous craftsmen, how could it...

Before he finished thinking, Yan Ming's blade had already sliced ​​across his body.

The body-protecting zhenqi made another puffing sound, and was easily cut open, and then the body was cut into two parts.

Until his death, his face was full of shock and doubt.

Yan Ming looked at the blade in surprise.

I didn't expect this clumsy edge to be so sharp, it doesn't look very sharp, you can't even see the blade, the blade is still pitch black...

Yan Ming is now starting to wonder what kind of material this thing is made of.

When he stretched out his hands, the two bags that had fallen on the ground fell into Yan Ming's hands.

However, the several master-level fighters who had rushed over abruptly stopped in the air when they saw this.

But it was too late to give up now, Yan Ming's saber energy was already in front of him.

His Blood Prison Saber technique has already reached a certain level of proficiency, but now to deal with these guys, there is no need to change the moves at all, but it has become very simple, and there is no need to use the sword intent, just go straight and break them with strength.

Just strength, sharpness, and speed have already exceeded the limit that the opponent can dodge.

"what!"

Accompanied by the sound of exclamation, another person died, but one of them was a martial artist with relatively high strength, the second level of the Grand Master Realm, who actually blocked Yan Ming's attack at the cost of destroying his own weapon.

However, as soon as his figure was elevated in the air, Yan Ming's subsequent slashes came again.

laugh!
His coat was torn abruptly, revealing the inner armor of the body protection.

The inner armor was soft, it looked like it was made of special materials, but it actually blocked another blow.

But this person was hit by the sword energy one after another, and the huge power contained in it had already shaken him to the ground. He suffered internal injuries, opened his mouth to spit out blood, and looked at Yan Ming unwillingly.

Yan Ming's figure suddenly elongated, and when he came in front of him, he slashed at the opponent's inner armor.

When it came into contact with the blade, the inner armor couldn't hold it up, and the judge was judged, and was cut in by the blade, taking his life.

This inner armor has also become two pieces.

Seeing this, Yan Ming nodded in satisfaction, and his understanding of the sharpness of the sword went a step further.

But this inner armor seemed to be a bit tricky, he swung the knife slightly, and the inner armor was turned into several pieces, which fell into his palm.

He plans to take it back for research to see if these materials can be reused.

From the beginning to the end, it only took a few rounds of effort, and all the master-level warriors who did it were dead, not even a single body was left behind.

This is of course Yan Ming's own strength, but also the ability contained in the knife to increase and improve himself.

Of course, this kind of improvement is not permanent, but after quickly climbing to the peak, it will slowly weaken.

The foundation is not enough, the sincerity and energy of the previous owner contained in the knife is someone else's property after all, it can only be borrowed for a short time, at most it can be absorbed and retained by him, which is already good.

And Yan Ming speculated that Jin Jiuling should be in the same situation.

The surrounding stone walls have been scratched and bruised, and the powerful fluctuations of true energy have caused several places to collapse.

The entire space was shaking violently, and one was worried that it would completely collapse because of their fighting too fiercely.

The battle between Ximen Chuuxue and Jin Jiuling didn't last long, but the speed was extremely fast, and they had already fought for several rounds.

Jin Jiuling's Yishuige Sword Art has also been repeated several times, and it is almost exhausted.

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help but feel pity.

This sword technique is exquisite enough, but it is far from reaching the upper limit, and the sword intent is still weak, and there is a lot of room for improvement.

This person is outstanding, even more so than those kendo masters who died under his own sword.

And soon, the momentum in Jin Jiuling's body also weakened, and the true meaning in the Baihong sword had begun to dissipate.

Even though Ximen Chuuxue repeatedly released water, he still overwhelmed Jin Jiuling in an instant.

Once the trend of strength and weakness appears, it will be pulled away quickly.

Ximen Chuuxue stabbed with his sword, Jin Jiuling had no time to parry, the tip of the sword quickly approached in his eyes.

In an instant, Jin Jiuling's entire body was enveloped by a strong killing intent, making every hair on his back stand on end.

Legend has it that the Ruthless Sword God knows only one kind of swordsmanship, and that is the swordsmanship of killing people.

Once Ximen Chuuxue makes a move, it will definitely hurt people's lives!

Such thoughts flashed through his mind, Jin Jiuling seemed to have seen his end.

However, at the last moment of the flash, the tip of Ximen Chuuxue's sword was deflected.

In the next second, Jin Jiuling flew out directly, hit the rock wall behind him heavily, and then fell slumped, with stones and debris hitting him.

"I, am I not dead?"

Jin Jiuling looked down at the place to the right of his chest, he was directly penetrated by the powerful sword energy, blood flowed out, Ximen Chuuxue's murderous sword intent seemed to be destroying his body.

He was seriously injured, but he saved his life.

Jin Jiuling actually survived Ximen Chuuxue's sword?

He didn't know if he was the first, but he'd never heard of anyone else doing it before.

Ximen Chuuxue was still powerful, Jin Jiuling thought he could challenge him with his strength soaring for a moment, but it turned out that he was overthinking.

Jin Jiuling wasn't happy at all, but was more deeply aware of the gap between himself and Ximen Chuuxue.

"You are very good. If you are given time, you can reach a higher level in the future."

Ximen Chuuxue's voice came, and at the same time he was still thinking.

It would be a pity if he killed the other party. If he could fully grow up in the way of swordsmanship, he wouldn't be so lonely!
(End of this chapter)