Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 427: Damn! Can the Purple Gold Zhanlu Sword be used like this?

the other side.

The four long swords thrust into the carriage encountered no obstruction and never reached the sword guard.

The four guards were still worried, so they looked at each other, exerted force on their wrists, and prepared to cut horizontally. This way, there would be no chance for anyone in the carriage to survive.

However, before they could take action, they felt the sword shake and there was a clang, as if something broke, followed by a cold light that pierced the car body in the opposite direction. The four of them felt a chill in their chests, and when they looked down, they found that a broken blade had pierced their vitals.

Plop, plop...

The four guards fell one after another, staring at the sky with their eyes wide open.

The masked man who pretended to attack the carriage took a half step back and looked at Chu Pingsheng who walked out after opening the door curtain. His eyes, which originally revealed murderous intent, were now filled with confusion.

Wasn't he poisoned by the soft muscle powder? How could he still break the swords of He Chun, Zhang Xia and others? He killed the four with his backhand.

No matter what, the four of them are also eighth-rank masters. Even if they are not a match for a ninth-rank master, they should not be unable to even resist, right?
"If I'm not mistaken, the person who sent the information to Ku He and asked him to come out of retirement was your master, Li Chengze."

The masked man was shocked when he heard this, and tightened his grip on the sword.

"Are you... Xie Bian? Or Fan Wujiu?"

"..."

"But it doesn't matter." Chu Pingsheng jumped off the carriage and walked towards the masked man step by step: "Master and disciple Ku He are in the open, and you are in the dark. If I die unfortunately, Master will definitely vent his anger on Ku He and..."

He paused here and looked to the north: "On Uesugi Tiger. In this way, Li Chengze and you can be free and unrestrained without fear of revenge, but the situation has changed. Sean actually escaped, and Uesugi Tiger has not arrived yet. Now the arrow is on the string and has to be shot. We have no choice but to bite the bullet. Right?"

Xie Bian wiped the sweat from his temples, mustered up his courage, and stabbed Chu Pingsheng in the chest with a sword.

They were both obviously ninth-rank masters, but for some reason, facing this man, he felt an oppressive feeling that was difficult to describe in words.

shuh...

The long sword flew across the sky, shining with dazzling cold light. Xie Bian's first move was his strongest killing move. Fan Wujiu, a guy who loved reading, gave it a very elegant name, called "The Setting Sun", because his sword was very fast, the blade was very smooth, and the angle of the sword was very tricky, which could reflect the sunlight. The victory or defeat would be decided as long as the enemy was stunned.

Who would have thought that this sword, which was of quite a high technical level, could not be advanced further except halfway, as it was actually grasped by an ordinary hand. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.

Then, just like what happened to He Chun, Zhang Xia and others, with a clang, the sword made of tempered steel was broken. Chu Pingsheng stretched out his other hand, bent his fingers, and the broken blade turned into a cold light and pierced his chest.

Xie Bian roared and threw away the broken sword in his hand. His ankle burst out with true energy in an almost twisted way, and a reaction force drove his body sideways. The broken blade passed his left arm by a millimeter, and the sleeve of his black tights was torn with a hiss, and then a streak of flying red came into view.

The strong wind brought by the broken blade alone has such power, you can imagine how fast the shooting speed is.

Xie Bian dodged the attack that made his hair stand on end, but before he could rejoice, he saw the finger that had just deflected the broken blade hooked.

What does this mean?
Provoke him and let him continue to attack?
What a joke, at this point, how could he still have the courage to attack? It was said that Chu Pingsheng was only a ninth-grade master, but that was pure nonsense. Judging from the performance just now, the white ape, known for its bloodthirstiness and brutality, was no match for Chu Pingsheng.

puff!
Xie Bian's conjecture came to an abrupt end.

A ray of light passed through the body and stopped an inch in front of Chu Pingsheng's hand, hanging in the air.

He looked carefully and saw that it was the broken blade that had just been bounced out. Compared with before, it was dripping with blood. He looked down and saw a big hole under his chest, with blood spurting out. Maybe the speed was too fast and the sword was too sharp, so he didn't feel any pain.

"You...you...are not a ninth-rank person at all..."

Xie Bian covered the wound with his hand, his body swayed, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

Until the moment of his death, his eyes never left the broken blade that had returned.

With just a snap of his fingers, the broken blade could be made to fly back the same way it was shot out. This method could never be achieved by a ninth-rank master, or even a ninth-rank master!

Because of the obstruction of the carriage, neither the trembling officials of the delegation nor Lang Tao who was fighting with Lanling King could see clearly how Xie Bian died. Anyway, when Lang Tao retreated violently to avoid the white ape's three sword moves and crossed the carriage loaded with large wooden boxes, Xie Bian had already fallen to the ground, dead. His death was the same as the four guards of the delegation who suddenly turned against and attacked the carriage just now, all of whom died from broken swords.

Could it be that... this guy is the disciple of Bai Feng, the great master of Xihu?
Lang Tao had never met Chu Pingsheng, and the information they had was even less than that of Xie Bian and others. Just now, his master took action, forcing the grandmaster hiding in the dark to show up. He also mistook the man blindfolded by the black cloth for Bai Feng.

According to the information provided by Li Chengze's people, the combat power ranking of the Nanqing delegation is Bai Feng, Bai Yuan, Chu Pingsheng, Fan Xian, and then the Tiger Guards headed by Gao Da.

Bai Feng was led away by his master. After entering the camping site, he immediately set his eyes on the white ape. He was very interested in this beast that had killed Si Gu Jian's brother.

As for Chu Pingsheng, according to Li Chengze and others, he had been poisoned by the softening powder and was not a concern. The remaining people like Fan Xian and Gaoda had combat power of only around the eighth rank. For Haitang Duoduo, a ninth rank master, it would only take some effort to defeat them.

The plan was good, but when it was actually implemented, it turned out to be completely different.

After his master led Bai Feng away, the masked man jumped out and started killing people without waiting for Haitang Duoduo to show up. He was confused, Sean ran away, and Fan Xian left the delegation to chase Sean. Several good guards from the delegation also followed. The masked man then split into two groups, one to chase Fan Xian and the other to kill Chu Pingsheng. He thought that the four guards of the delegation would have a fierce fight with the masked man, but who knew that these four guys suddenly turned against him and stabbed their own people in the back.

Logically speaking, Chu Pingsheng was poisoned and should have died from a sneak attack, but he was hit twice by the sudden strange moves of the white ape. After he dodged it with difficulty and embarrassment, he looked back and saw that four guards of the delegation were dead, and the masked man with good kung fu was also dead, but Chu Pingsheng did not have a single injury on his body.

What the hell does this happen?

"What are you looking at? If you get distracted on the battlefield, you'll die."

As a teasing voice came into his ears, Lang Tao suddenly became alert. He crossed his two swords and broke through the incoming sword shadow, only to realize that it was a feint. The white ape took advantage of the force and leaped up. The sword's momentum suddenly changed, from being strange and tricky just now to being majestic and domineering. Even the sword shadow took on a heavy and ancient meaning.

What's wrong with this monkey?

When I first fought with him, his sword moves were light and agile, like duckweed floating in the wind. As the fight went on, he changed his style and attacked from all kinds of tricky and weird angles. Even the sword wind created by the swinging of the sword had a gloomy feeling. Now it has changed again?
Ding. The long sword and the double knives collided, splashing a group of flying stars.

Lang Tao's body sank and dust rose under his feet.

Just as he was about to take a breath and move, the flying sword rolled in the air and slashed down with the wind pressure. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he could only raise his sword to resist.

Ding!
There was another sound of metal clashing.

The sound sounded crisp, but his feet sank three centimeters into the ground, which showed how powerful the sword was.

Lang Tao raised the dagger in his other hand, intending to force the white ape back, but unexpectedly the long sword pressed down, and with sparks flying, the lower part of the long sword blocked his attack.

At this time, the white ape used the force to retreat violently, slightly bent its legs, and pushed hard on the wheel hub of the carriage where the wooden cabinet was placed. With a click, the wheel hub broke into pieces, and its body flashed like a white thunderbolt, leaving a faint afterimage in the air.

Because of the force release, Lang Tao's feet sank half an inch into the ground. He had just adjusted his breath and bent his knees slightly, wanting to jump back, when he saw the white ape attacking him. His scalp suddenly felt numb and his blood rushed. He dared not distract himself any longer. He quickly wrapped the chain connecting the two swords around his arms and threw them forward. With two clangs, the two swords were knocked away. He then pulled the chain and took them back before the white ape, then crossed the two swords and threw them forward.

Click.

This time it wasn't a ding.

Yes.

Because of the continuous hard collisions, the surface of the long sword was already covered with cracks. This time the ricocheting attack directly destroyed the long sword, which further stimulated the ferocity of the white ape. It suddenly roared and punched Lang Tao's double swords.

puff!
A huge force surged up, shaking Lang Tao's wrists so much that they became sore and it became difficult for him to hold the two swords.

puff!
puff!
puff!
The white ape kept punching and hitting the two swords.

Lang Tao's stubby face began to turn pale, and he felt as if his arms were filled with lead.

Even if the two hairy fists hit the surface of the knife instead of the blade, it would be enough to shock people.

How could he know that the white ape practiced martial arts every day to chop stones, and his hands were the hardest part of his body, comparable to iron and stone.

Considering that it already knows the Vajra Fist and Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Chu Pingsheng has never taught it the Iron Palm Skill. If he were to teach it, it would master the Iron Palm Skill in a matter of minutes.

Chu Pingsheng looked at the mad Lanling King and thought to himself what a pity that Yang Guo's heavy black iron sword was melted down to become the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword. If it was still there, and given to the White Ape to use, just with those black iron sword techniques he had just used, Lang Tao's double swords would have been destroyed long ago.

He memorized the formula of the Black Iron Sword Technique when he was living in Yang Xiaoqin's ancient tomb. He had never practiced it for the lack of a suitable weapon. After coming to the world of Joy of Life and watching the white ape fight several battles, he felt that it looked awkward no matter how he watched it use the Emei Sword Technique. A few days ago, on a whim, he taught it the Black Iron Sword Technique that he was reluctant to practice, hoping to let it hone its skills so that he could travel to a suitable world in the future and grab a suitable weapon for it, such as the peerless divine sword in Feng Yun or the magic sword in Xian Jian.

I didn't expect that this tough and powerful Black Iron Sword Technique was exactly the same as the Vajra Fist and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and it was very compatible with the White Ape. I improved very quickly, and after practicing for less than half a month, I could use it to deal with characters like Lang Tao who were among the top three among the ninth-grade masters.

"Humph!"

Lang Tao noticed that every time the blade trembled, a hair-thin crack would appear. Knowing that he could not go on like this, he took advantage of the white ape's change of hands to loosen the handguard chain and swung it downwards, preparing to tie up the white ape's feet.

At this time, Chu Pingsheng seemed to have noticed something unusual. He glanced into the depths of the dense forest and said calmly, "Let's stop here."

After he finished speaking, he lightly pointed his sword finger, and a force from the One Yang Finger hit Lang Tao's Shendao acupoint from behind.

However, to his surprise, Lang Tao's body shook, the skin and flesh at the Shendao acupoint bulged, and the force of the One Yang Finger was actually offset.

He laughed dumbly: "I forgot that you were taught by Ku He and practiced the Tianyi Dao method."

After he finished speaking, he swung his right hand and the purple-gold Zhanlu sword appeared out of thin air.

Lang Tao was so frightened that he had no time to attack the white ape. He swung the iron chain to interfere with Chu Pingsheng's attack.

However, Chu Pingsheng just stretched out his palm and pushed forward, but the purple gold Zhanlu sword was like a spinning top, crushing the iron chain he threw out, as well as the two swords that followed to block it, and pierced into his chest with a "puff". The spinning force did not decrease, almost crushing half of his body. Blood plasma spurted out from the back, and Lanling Wang was so frightened that he jumped sideways to avoid it.

"You...you are definitely not a ninth-rank..."

Lang Tao spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he had no strength left, his eyes were still fixed on Chu Pingsheng.

"I hate your smoky makeup."

Chu Pingsheng threw a punch, and his domineering inner energy poured into Lang Tao's forehead, and it immediately broke into eight pieces like a watermelon.

The first disciple of the great master of Northern Qi fell backwards and lay dead on the ground with a thud.

Roar……

roar roar...

Lanling Wang raised his arms and roared behind him, as if blaming him for stealing his prey.

Chu Pingsheng ignored it, shook off the blood on the purple gold Zhanlu sword, and looked at the crystal lattice near the center of the sword, which was not so obvious in the sunlight.

Hey, hey, really, a vampire sword? This is also possible?

He was very happy about this new discovery.

(End of this chapter)