He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

A sword worthy of the title of Sword Immortal.

All thoughts originated from the sword itself, and he could clearly sense the true meaning of the sword at this moment.

He felt it all with a complete stillness and peace.

Just a minute ago, Zhang Beixing truly realized how to break through to the second level.

There is nothing wrong in seeking a state of stillness, unity of body and mind, and complete tranquility.

But his previous training method was to find quietness in a quiet state, which was to force his body and mind to calm down.

This kind of practice was not very effective and did not give him much feedback.

However, just now, Zhang Beixing was surprised to find that the real way to find peace is to find peace during the battle.

Only by staying still and peaceful in battle, and bringing your body and mind into unity, can you find a way to master the sword energy.

To be precise, Zhang Beixing couldn't be sure whether the attack just now was sword energy.

When he swung the sword, he only felt an invisible force containing a terrifying, dignified and destructive aura emanating from the tip of the sword and attacking the mercenary along the air flow.

Then, he felt a bloody mark on the mercenary's neck.

The next second, the body fell to the ground, completely dead.

Is that sword energy?
Maybe so.

Isn't that sword energy?

Maybe not.

Zhang Beixing didn't care about these. The only thing he cared about was the unique and unprecedented state he was in.

Practicing sword skills, he now feels that he is a sword - the sharpest sword in the world!
The sword in his hand is a medium that transmits the sword force, sword energy and other attacks emitted by his sharpest sword.

No matter whether it was sword energy or not, and no matter whether he had broken through to the second level now.

Zhang Beixing gently swung the sword in his hand, never opening his eyes, and walked out from the faint mist.

Bang bang bang!
Da da da!
At this moment, gunshots rang out from all around, and several bullets came with the force of breaking through the air and the breath of death.

Relying on his keen five senses, Zhang Beixing moved nimbly, sometimes raising his sword and swinging it casually, sometimes dodging to the side.

Countless bullets grazed his body but did not cause any harm to him.

He held the sword in one hand and the other hand was still behind his back.

It seemed as if the time had come.

Zhang Beixing only felt that the sword deep in his heart was reminding him that it was time to use the medium in his hand to vent his sword intent and sword power to the outside world and display the unique sword energy in the world!
So, Zhang Beixing slowly opened his eyes expressionlessly and silently glanced at the position of the mercenaries who were shooting.

In an instant, he raised the sword in his hand, exerted force with his calves, and rushed towards the mercenary with the sword.

Just as he was about to reach the mercenary, Zhang Beixing gently raised the sword, then swung it lightly and chopped it down simply.

Swish!
A cold light flashed by, and a chill from the soles of my feet went straight up my spine to my brain.

The mercenary's body was shaking uncontrollably, and he even forgot to pull the trigger, nor did he have the strength to do so.

The next second, an intense pain came over me.

The vision of his left eye and right eye seemed to be separated, the gap became larger and larger, and gradually separated completely.

The two sides of his body also fell uncontrollably to the sides.

Then he lost all consciousness.

Zhang Beixing did not stop killing.

The only thing on his mind now was swinging his sword and killing - or rather, killing all the mercenaries in front of him.

Just use the sword in his hand.

At this moment, the mercenaries led by Chatu were all stunned when they saw Zhang Beixing appear.

Then they pulled the trigger in an instant, and countless bullets poured towards Zhang Beixing.

However, Zhang Beixing completely ignored the incoming bullets and continued to swing the sword in his hand.

The swords made ping-pong sounds, but no bullet could hurt him.

At that moment,
Zhang Beixing never stopped. The sword in his hand flew like a living thing. The airflow released from the tip of the sword was like a substance, shooting straight at the mercenary opposite.

In a flash, wherever the sword light reached, there were scars, followed by another falling body.

The banging sounds gradually became less frequent, cold lights flashed frequently, and an increasingly heavy and weird atmosphere filled the air.

Chatu's legs were shaking, and the rifle in his hand was no longer able to hold, so it fell to the ground with a thud. He was filled with horror as he watched Zhang Beixing swing his sword, and the last mercenary, who was only one meter away, instantly had a shocking blood line on his neck.

The man then covered his neck tightly with both hands, his body tilted, and after several convulsions, the fire of life was extinguished.

No, this is impossible!

This is absolutely not realistic!
With a thud, Chatu slumped to the ground, his eyes wide open, his breathing rapid, his chest heaving violently, the shock in his heart like a surging river.

How could this young man defeat so many mercenaries with just one sword?
They are fully armed!
Their guns are not for show!

However, the fact is that this young man used the sword to kill these mercenaries one by one in a way that was beyond imagination and subverted cognition.

That situation was like the reappearance of the sword energy in ancient Kyushu martial arts novels!
How can this be?

There was a sound of footsteps, and before Chatu could come to his senses, everything in front of him was pitch black.

Zhang Beixing had arrived in front of him, with the Daodao sword pressed against his neck.

Those eyes were cold and heartless, without the slightest emotion, as if they were not human eyes but a cold and ruthless machine.

Under Zhang Beixing's gaze, he slowly raised the sword in his hand.

Chatu's eyes were also fixed on the sword. He forgot to dodge and didn't even think about dodging.

His pupils suddenly shrank, his body stiffened and trembled, and he saw the sword of Tao, which contained the aura of destruction, terror, crushing, and annihilation, slowly hovering above his head.

Chattoo felt no pain and did not sense any danger.

At that moment, the terrifying aura suddenly dissipated.

Zhang Beixing then retracted the Sword of Inquiry and silently took a few steps back.

Chatu was stunned. He was about to grab the gun next to him to fight back, but he found that his body seemed to be out of control.

His arms hung limply, his fingers twitching mechanically; a huge wound from the chest to the abdomen opened up on its own, blood and internal organs gushed out; his eyes also separated, witnessing the tragic state of his body.

Chatu didn't even have time to spit out a mouthful of blood. He just sat there, staring blankly at Zhang Beixing with his two separate eyes, without saying a word.

Until both pairs of eyes lost their last luster, became dim, and the fire of life was completely extinguished.

All around fell silent.

call--

At this moment, President Zhang Beixing breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his lips.

He just broke through to the second level of swordsmanship.

Tread-tap-

Deep in the dense forest, a group of people hurried, their expressions tense but not panicked, moving quickly and in an orderly manner. Faint bangs were heard, and judging from the frequency and speed of the gunshots, fewer and fewer people were shooting, as if after the fierce battle, the number of people on both sides had been greatly reduced.

But that will never happen.

The group of mercenaries are hiding in this area, and there is no way there could be anyone else here.

It was even less likely that it was the special forces led by Li Liang. Although they also heard the gunshots, they were rushing towards the direction of the gunshots.

Who would that be?
He doesn't know, and there's no way to know for sure.

The only thing that is certain is that the decrease in gunfire is not a good thing. It is likely that the battle is coming to an end and the group of mercenaries may have left behind some corpses and fled.

They don't have much time left.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wen quickened his pace, getting faster and faster, while gestured to the players behind him to keep up.

They must rush to the scene as soon as possible and not let the clues they have worked so hard to find be interrupted.

at this time,

boom--

After the last gunshot, the dense forest fell into silence again, and no sound echoed.

Zhou Wen frowned and rushed to the scene as quickly as possible.

Less than ten meters away from the gunshot, he stopped, fixed his eyes on one spot, and signaled the team members behind him to stop moving forward.

He hid behind a tree and looked vigilantly at the young man standing ten meters ahead.

The young man was wearing a black robe, stained with blood, with messy hair, holding an unknown object in his hand, and standing there motionless.

And in front of the young man, there seemed to be another figure, but that figure was only half his height and looked a little strange, like... two people?

It's impossible to see their postures clearly from this angle.

Zhou Wen swallowed, held the gun, and walked forward carefully, with the team members behind him following closely.

After taking a few steps, he saw the young man suddenly raise his head and look straight at him.

He was stunned, frowning: "I am Zhou Wen, the captain of the Fenglan City Military District Tiger Special Operations Team. I am here to capture a group of mercenaries. Young man, who are you? Why are you here?"

Zhang Beixing just looked up at him without saying anything.

Having just broken through the second level, he needed more time to comprehend and digest it. The current situation was exactly what he needed.

Therefore, when he heard that someone was from the military, he naturally relaxed.

He then put down the sword, took two steps back, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Wen was bewildered.

He looked at Zhang Beixing in surprise, as he sat on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating. He quickly quickened his pace and walked forward.

When he got closer and saw the scene in front of him, Zhou Wen was stunned.

hiss--

Soon after, the team members behind him also stepped forward. When they saw the scene in front of them, they all gasped, their faces full of horror and astonishment, their mouths opened as if they were about to dislocate.

The strong smell of blood, smoke and gunpowder mixed together and continued to rush into everyone's nostrils.

The bright reddish-brown blood soaked the earth, making the withered weeds seem to come alive.

The bodies dressed in camouflage combat uniforms were lying here in various positions: lying on their backs, lying prone, lying on their sides, with their heads separated...

The most shocking thing was that the corpse sitting opposite Zhang Beixing had been completely separated from the top of the head to the abdomen, and was unrecognizable.

The dark brown blood kept flowing, and the internal organs in the abdominal cavity were scattered as if they had regained their freedom.

Although the special forces present were accustomed to seeing dead bodies, they still felt uncomfortable when they saw this corpse.

After all, this corpse no longer looks like a human, which inevitably makes them feel the uncanny valley effect.

However, Zhou Wen quickly adapted to the situation. He walked forward and looked at the corpse carefully.

He was wearing camouflage combat uniform, with calluses on his hands and shoulders, obviously someone who used guns all year round.

These people should be the group of mercenaries who sneaked into Fenglan City.

Looking around at the corpses, he once again focused his gaze on the body that was split in half.

The cuts on the body were extremely smooth, obviously caused by a sharp weapon.

He seemed to have sensed something and immediately shuttled between the corpses, checking their wounds with a gloomy expression.

After a long while, after checking all the bodies, he once again turned his gaze to the Dao Sword beside Zhang Beixing.

He noticed this sword from the beginning.

Although there were some speculations before, not all the ideas were put together.

However, after seeing the wounds and the death, he had to focus all his thoughts on the sword.

Looking at the sword on the ground and the young man sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, Zhou Wen already understood something.

But his eyes became more serious.

Because, he keenly discovered that the sword was not sharpened...

He turned his head, looked at the body with the wound cleanly fixed, and fell into deep thought.

How could an unsharpened sword create such a smooth wound?
This is simply outrageous...

……

Fenglan City, inside the temporary combat command center.

Xu Tairan clenched his fists, furious, with a faint gleam of fire in the depths of his eyes.

boom!
He suddenly slammed his palm on the table, then turned around abruptly, staring at the deputy commander and everyone behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Haven't you found it yet?"

The deputy commander, the chief of staff and others were shocked, their eyes firm, they stared straight ahead, and remained silent.

Xu Tairan turned around slowly, narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The operation has been launched for an hour. According to the search efficiency of the two special forces, it should have been completed long ago. Why is there still no feedback?"

"Could it be that those mercenaries really grew wings and flew away? Or are your soldiers so incompetent that they can't even deal with the mercenaries?" Xu Tairan's voice was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

The deputy commander hesitated a little: "Commander Xu, the Wild Wolf Special Forces just sent a message that they seem to have found traces of mercenaries and are encircling them with the Tiger Special Forces."

Xu Tairan was slightly stunned: "Why didn't you report it earlier?"

The deputy commander paused for a moment and said, "Because the Wild Wolf Special Forces also heard gunshots, this information may be misleading when the situation is unclear. I would like to wait until the information is further confirmed before reporting so that we can make strategic arrangements."

Xu Tairan did not get angry, but just stood there silently. Then, he turned around, facing away from everyone, and his face was hard to recognize.

Drop drop drop.

At this moment, a prompt tone suddenly sounded from the Bluetooth communication device. Xu Tairan and the officers present were all shocked.

He quickly pressed the communication button, and Zhou Wen's slightly hurried voice immediately came from the Bluetooth device: "Command Center, this is the Tiger Special Forces, I am Captain Zhou Wen, there is an emergency to report!"

Everyone was excited, and their eyes sparkled. Xu Tairan was even more anxious, and asked quickly: "I am Xu Tairan, tell me!" (End of this chapter)