The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 100: The Three Swords of Avici and the Four Swords of Killing (Sixth Update)
It has to be said that Fang Xun first added on Zhu Wushi's strength, and then destroyed his own foundation to perform forbidden techniques. The power that erupted could only be described by the word "terrifying".

Countless debris in the sky gathered and compressed, and finally turned into a mottled sphere weighing hundreds of tons and ten meters in diameter.

Such a horrifying scene, even if Jiang Xing believed that he had reached the limit of enlightenment, he would not dare to say that he could do this.

What is horrifying is that this scene was actually performed by a martial artist in the acquired realm!

Jiang Xing looked at the mottled sphere floating in the air, his mind focused.

He did not retreat, nor was he willing to retreat. He knew that Fang Xun would not live long after performing the forbidden technique, so he decided to stand where he was and take the attack.

"You may be the best in the post-natal realm throughout history, but unfortunately, you will soon be the last one!"

In the distance, Dongfang Que and Yan Ming retreated a long distance and then stood still again. Suddenly, Fang Xun's secret voice sounded in his ears.

"Prepare to capture Zhao Feiyan. Remember, leave her alive!"

'Um? '

Dongfang Que's eyes turned and hit Zhao Feiyan like a knife, without relaxing for a moment.

At this moment, Fang Xun threw the mottled sphere into the air. The Prison Moon Blade in Jiang Xing's hand was already condensed with starlight, ready to take the hit.

boom--

A terrifying whistling sound broke through the air. The pressure this blow gave him was the greatest pressure he had ever experienced in his life. Just as Jiang Xing was about to swing his knife, he was suddenly attacked!

The trajectory of the huge mottled sphere suddenly changed. Jiang Xing's face changed and he watched helplessly as this terrifying "cannonball" blasted towards Zhao Feiyan!
Zhao Feiyan's pupils were shocked. She never expected that the other party's target would be her. An extremely strong sense of crisis emerged in her heart.

"Feiyan!!!!"

Jiang Xing was about to swing his sword to slash out, when he saw Fang Xun blocking in front of him in an instant, and the sword light burst out like a streak of silk and came towards him to kill him.

"Want to save people? Or you should take care of yourself first!"

Jiang Xing's heart was filled with hatred, and he slashed at Fang Xun with a knife in anger.

"Go away!"

boom--

Fang Xun refused to give in and swung his sword head-on. The two men's swords clashed and they fought again in the rain.

chi chi-

The sphere was moving very fast, and wherever it passed, strong winds were blown, rainwater flowed back, and the accumulated water rushed to the sky, creating huge waves, like a natural flood that was sweeping through Leiyun Village madly.

Wherever it passed, the mottled spheres came like meteors, carrying waves of air and flames.

Dongfang Que's eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance, and he stared at Zhao Feiyan intently.

Just wait and see after this blow to see if the opponent is dead or not. If he is dead, everything is over. Even if he is not dead, there is no way he can escape unscathed from this terrifying blow.

At that time, he will take action to defeat the opponent.

Zhao Feiyan's mind was captured and her face turned pale, but she did not stay there and wait for death. She disappeared in an instant, trying to dodge this "cannonball".

boom--

There was an earth-shaking roar, and the mottled sphere slammed heavily to the ground like a falling meteor, causing the earth to tremble, dirt and rocks to fly into the sky, and smoke and dust to billow.

puff--

A bloody figure emerged from the smoke and dust, and Zhao Feiyan's body rolled to the ground like a broken sack but did not stop.

Under Dongfang Que's gaze, the man dragged a nearly seven-meter-long ditch on the ground before stopping.

The mottled sphere exploded when it hit the ground, with countless fragments flying in all directions, each one as sharp as an arrow.

Puff puff--

Pieces of debris hit Zhao Feiyan's body and face in mid-air, exploding into blood flowers.

This blow directly created a large pit more than ten feet wide, and half of the village was turned into ruins.

Dongfang Que glanced at Fang Xun and Jiang Xing who were fighting again, and when the noise died down a little, he immediately leaped towards Zhao Feiyan. Yan Ming, who was standing there stunned, also reacted and hurried to catch up.

When the two men came to Zhao Feiyan, they saw that the two stunning beauties from Jiangzhou were in such a miserable state.

The pair of majestic chests were reduced to blurry, flat flesh, and there were bloody grooves all over his face. Blood was oozing out from the blood holes in his body. He lay on the ground, breathing out more than breathing in.

Dongfang Que felt pleased as he looked at the culprit who had framed his family and had his entire clan executed.

"I never thought you would end up like this. If it weren't for Brother Xun wanting to keep you alive, I would have skinned you alive right now!!!"

Just as he picked up Zhao Feiyan's body and prepared to retreat to a distance and wait, he suddenly heard Jiang Xing's scream like a cuckoo crying blood in the distance.

"Go away!"

"Get lost!"

“Get out of my way!!!”

Ding--

The field was filled with flashing swords and sabers. Jiang Xing slashed at Fang Xun frantically with his sword again and again, trying to force him to retreat so that he could go and save Zhao Feiyan.

But Fang Xun was like a piece of taffy, and no matter how hard Jiang Xing tried, he still stood in his way.

The soul-chasing sword in his hand was like a nightmare that could not be shaken off, and it blocked Jiang Xing time and time again.

Puff--puff--puff--

Then the sound of blood entering flesh was heard, and blood flowers bloomed on the two men's bodies.

Boom——

Thunder roared, illuminating the blood on the two men's bodies.

Ding--

After another collision, the two figures separated and stood facing each other from a distance.

Fang Xun's face was filled with murderous intent. Looking at Jiang Xing, whose face was twisted like a devil, a hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes.

"You want to save her? Unless I die!"

call--

Jiang Xing took a deep breath and his expression regained its calmness, but the murderous intent in his body became even deeper. He no longer spoke. It had come to this point that words had become useless.

slam-la-

The stars in the sky brightened again, and the starlight sprinkled on Jiang Xing's body. His aura rose rapidly in an instant.

Fang Xun held the Soul-Chasing Sword in his right hand, and his left hand had already formed a palm knife with five fingers. There was a strange evil aura about him.

This person was like a black hole, with the vital energy of heaven and earth flowing back into his body, his momentum was also rising steadily.

In the night sky, the twinkling stars pierced through the thick dark clouds. In the wind and rain, there was only ten feet between the two figures.

No one spoke, and no one moved.

Jiang Xing could already feel that the backlash from the wedding dress's true qi in his body was about to break through the suppression, and Fang Xun also knew that he could not fight for long using his forbidden explosive technique.

The two of them were both silently accumulating their last move. After this move, it would be either you or me dying. Life and death would be decided in a moment.

Yan Ming and Dongfang Que, who were retreating with the seriously injured and unconscious Zhao Feiyan, seemed to have sensed the bleak atmosphere and stopped involuntarily, looking towards the field. In the rainy night, the wind was howling and the rain was heavy, accompanied by another flash of lightning and thunder.

Boom——

In an instant, sharpness flashed in the eyes of both of them, and they all moved.

Jiang Xing was covered in starlight, and the Hell Moon Blade in his hand was like the fangs of an evil spirit. The cold light of the blade flashed across Fang Xun's face, blinding the person.

In an instant, the man followed the light of the sword. It was not just one sword, but ten, twenty, thirty or even more swords. The terrifying sword energy was like a mountain of swords pressing down on his head.

Fang Xun's feet did not move, he just stood there, but his left hand, which was formed into a palm knife, moved!

choke--

A loud knife sound exploded in my ears.

The sword flashed. Fang Xun used his palm instead of the sword and swung out a sword light that was extremely dazzling.

The terrifying murderous aura roared out, and even suppressed Jiang Xing's magnificent mountain of swords.

At this moment, not only Jiang Xing, but even Yan Ming and Dongfang Quekou who were watching the battle from afar seemed to smell a smell of sulfur and blood.

The two of them couldn't help but change color, and stepped back with pale faces.

Just watching Fang Xun's knife from a distance would make people feel as if they have fallen into the Avici Hell, and are about to roll down from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, to be cut into pieces by thousands of knives!

This is exactly the forbidden sword technique in "The World's Number One" - the Three Avici Swords!

But this is not the end. At the same time Fang Xun swung out the three Avici swords with his left palm knife, his right hand also moved.

The tip of the Soul-Hunting Sword trembled strangely, and the sword light representing death burst out.

The four swords of killing are only for killing!
When the sword light burst out, the concept of death seemed to color everything.

Fang Xun was not like Jiang Xing, who could use his extremely fast sword to slash out one after another in an instant.

He only used one knife and one sword.

A sword that plunders life only to bring death, plus the three swords of Avici Road that are full of demonic and evil.

With every sword and knife swing, it was as if hell had come to earth and all the demons came out!
Facing the sword and the knife, Jiang Xing felt that the world in front of him seemed to have turned into only black and white. The world was no longer vibrant, and all things began to wither.

What made him feel extremely absurd was that he actually saw the water drying up, the changes running out, the end of life, and the annihilation of all things in Fang Xun's sword.

Such a brutal murderous intent was actually enough to overwhelm the murderous intent of him, a person born under the Seven Killings!

For the first time, he doubted whether he was still alive.

Dongfang Que and Yan Ming instinctively lowered their heads, not daring to look at Fang Xun's pair of killing swords and magic knives.

If Jiang Xing is the evil ghost from hell, then Fang Xun is the great Asura in hell, the devil among devils!
Everything seemed slow but was actually fast. When the thunder and lightning ended, the fight between the two also ended.

I saw two figures flashing past each other, as if their positions had been swapped, with their backs facing each other.

"Hahaha--"

Dongfang Que and Yan Ming sat down on the ground, not minding the wet yellow mud on the ground, and they were both gasping for breath as if they had survived a disaster.

When the two men attacked just now, although they were far away, they almost thought they were dead.

While catching his breath, Dongfang Que stared closely at the two people who were facing each other in the field.

The wind and rain are still blowing, and the thunder is raging wildly.

Suddenly.

Fang Xun's body seemed to be cracked open, his flesh bursting open, and dense blood spurted out. He was already a bloody man, and now he had more than a dozen new hideous wounds on his body.

Cracks also appeared on the surface of the Soul-Hunting Sword, and it looked like broken pieces of porcelain that were forcefully glued together, barely maintaining their integrity.

Ding--

The Soul-Hunting Sword fell to the ground from his hand. Fang Xun's body trembled, and he fell heavily to his knees, and then fell to the ground again.

He just felt great pain all over his body, as if he was being tortured to death.

But pain is a good thing, because only living people can feel pain. If you can't feel pain, it means you are dead.

But Jiang Xing behind him no longer felt any pain.

Puff—puff—puff—puff—puff—puff—

Jiang Xing also knelt down right after Xun Ge'er, with seven streams of blood mist gushing out of his body.

Blood spurted out of Jiang Xing's body at seven fatal points including the temples, brows, throat, chest, and abdomen.

A blood line as thick as a hair appeared on the neck, and the head rolled into the puddle on the ground, splashing water.

Dongfang Que and Yan Ming were awakened by the sound of a plop, and immediately ran to Fang Xun screaming.

"Brother Xun!"

Fang Xun pulled the corners of his mouth, groaned reluctantly, and uttered a few words intermittently.

"Can't.die.Stop.bleeding.Destroy.corpse.Loot.Go.in.seclusion."

As soon as he finished speaking, his head tilted and he fainted.

Yan Ming was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: "What did Xun Ge'er mean?"

Dongfang Que didn't say anything, but quickly moved Fang Xun to a room that had only half a roof but could barely keep out the rain.

Yan Ming also hurried to catch up and saw Dongfang Que quickly tapped Fang Xun's body a few times to stop the bleeding, then took out some medicine from his body to treat the wound, and spoke to Yan Ming while applying the medicine.

"You go collect the spoils, then use Xun'er's corpse powder to destroy the body, and remember to leave Zhao Feiyan alive. I will help Xun'er stop the bleeding and treat the wound, and then find a safe place."

"You mean the butterfly metamorphosis in "Golden Silkworm Wedding Dress"?"

"If Brother Xun wants to live, he has to risk his life and undergo a transformation to break through his innate nature!"

After the two of them exchanged a few brief words, Yan Ming quickly took Jiang Xing's body and the unconscious Zhao Feiyan to the dilapidated house, searched them, and poured some corpse powder on Jiang Xing's wounds.

Dongfang Que also quickly treated Fang Xun's wound and managed to stop the bleeding.

Then Yan Ming carried Fang Xun on his back, and Dongfang Que carried Zhao Feiyan, and they quickly left Leiyun Village, which had become a ruin.

The only thing left in the village was Jiang Xing's body, which kept making sizzling sounds.

White smoke rose from the ruins of the mountain village and the smell of burning was everywhere.

Yan Ming and Dongfang Que, who were leaving at a rapid speed, did not dare to stop for a moment and flew through the mountains at the fastest speed.

Both of them were worried about Fang Xun's injuries at the moment, and were in a hurry to get on with their journey, but they did not notice that the starry sky began to show some obvious changes after Jiang Xing's death.

The shining stars in the night sky suddenly dimmed after Jiang Xing's death.

Instead, another star that was usually inconspicuous in the night sky suddenly shone brightly, as if it had suddenly shed a layer of disguise.

The changes in the starry sky immediately alarmed countless powerful people in the world. They all looked up at the sky, staring at the star that had removed its usual disguise.

That is exactly one of the three stars of Sha Po Lang - the Seven Killing Stars.

(End of this chapter)