Achieving physical sainthood starting from Hunyuan Gong

Chapter 74: God-like sword skills

"I heard the wind and thunder."

Above the valley, the two innate powerhouses watching the battle through the mist both showed surprise.

Xiao Pingzhe then asked, "Elder Li, you also passed on the Thunder Dao Saber Technique to your disciple? I've never seen you use it."

Li Chan's face remained stiff, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"The sword's momentum, a powerful sword's momentum, the sword's momentum of two fast swords, seems to be converging?"

Xiao Pingzhe's eyes turned solemn: "Indeed, there is something there. I am now taking a liking to this talent. This young man is so brave and fierce; it is truly rare."

Li Chan's outward appearance gradually calmed down, but the turmoil in his heart continued unabated.

How could such a huge upheaval have occurred in the Cao family during the time I was away?

The old patriarch entered the Innate Realm and then died suddenly. Even his disciple, whom he had casually taken in back then, has become like this now?

This was simply impossible, because he knew that the boy already knew stance training when he took him in as a disciple a year ago.

result,

How did it turn out like this after just one year?

This made him almost afraid to recognize himself.

Xiao Pingzhe muttered to himself, "Alas, aristocratic families!"

"They use the strength meant to defend their country to fight for power and profit, recklessly sacrificing their lives for personal gain. They receive salaries from the imperial court, but their loyalty lies with this kind of family!"

"If this situation continues, what will become of our Great Yong?"

Upon hearing this,

Li Chan gave a nonchalant snort and reminded her, "Your Xiao family is one of the largest families in Longzhou."

Xiao Pingzhe remained unfazed. "It is true that my Xiao family has received the country's favor for generations, but we have also produced loyal ministers for generations. My uncle sacrificed his life for the country in the battle against the Iron Barbarians at Yunzhong Mountain. He was posthumously granted the title of Marquis of Yunzhong. My Xiao family is perfectly justified in receiving this stipend."

Li Chan opened his mouth.

Forget it, your family's Temple of Worthies has plenty of loyal ministers; I can't argue with you.

He changed the subject, saying, "It seems my apprentice is truly capable of handling this situation."

Xiao Pingzhe calmly said, "Let's see where his limits are."

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"Old Xu!"

The two severed corpses, lying limply on the ground, naturally could not hear his words.

A single slash cleaved open the body of the Marrow Cleansing Realm captain, leaving behind crimson blood that filled the heavy rain with a tragic aura.

"kill!!!"

Amidst shouts of men and neighing of horses,

The remaining sixty-odd riders were now fully united in formation, charging forward in a fan shape.

All the knights raised their shields to protect their vital points. Could Song Shen's sword possibly kill them through their shields?

Song Shen, who was completely unarmored, was covered in the blood of his opponents, and even the horse he rode was stolen.

His face was as still as a well, as if cast in iron.

Song Shenyi spurred the horse's belly,

Faced with the charge of more than sixty riders, he resolutely charged again in the opposite direction.

The swords and horses suddenly charged again.

Blood splattered as Song Shen cleaved his longsword, splitting a shield in two. A bloody line appeared on the face behind the shield in horror, and then everything went black as he fell off his horse.

Spears, like a forest or a sea, rained down from all sides.

With a whooshing sound of clothes tearing through the wind, Song Shen charged into the crowd, accompanied by a roaring flash of his blade.

The formation was thrown into chaos. Song Shen was not only fast with his blade, but also fast with his body. Most terrifyingly, he was unpredictable and elusive, allowing him to move like a petrel through a forest of spears. Even within the army's formation, he could kill, seize horses, and shift positions, making it difficult for his opponents to encircle him and forcing them to run for their lives. Even the formation became fragmented and unable to stop.

right now,

Who is actually attacking whom?

Some people have inexplicably raised this question.

This is practically... a harvest!

The shouts of battle continued in the rain.

brush!!!

A man fell from his horse, covered in blood, when a spear came from the left. Song Shen reached out and grabbed it, instantly trapping the spearhead in his arm. The knight opposite was dumbfounded, because he couldn't pull back the spear he had thrust out no matter what he did.

Song Shen gripped the spear with his large hand, pulled with all his might, and his opponent was pulled like a scarecrow, flying sideways along the spear.

A flash of cold light pierced through the air.

Another corpse, another Dao fruit.

Song Shen held a spear in his left hand and swung it at the several knights coming from the right.

His spear technique was practically nonexistent, but his strength and speed far exceeded the limits these people could reach. In almost an instant, he knocked down two people, then casually threw his long sword into the air, piercing through their armor and cutting through one of the guards.

"Give me your life!!"

Of the three remaining captains, Xue Yuzhen and Lu Fo stood on the left and right, respectively, each unleashing their most powerful and secret techniques, instantly scattering countless spear shadows across the sky.

A sharp gust of air whistled through the air. The two men poured their qi and blood into the spear, and with the slight tremor of the spearhead, layers of vortexes of energy burst forth. With their cooperation, they produced a high-pitched sound similar to the sound of a feather.

"Good timing!!!"

In the midst of the raging wind and rain, Song Shen unleashed over 470 slashes in an instant. At twice the speed of his opponent's spear technique, each strike accurately hit the spearhead, continuing until both men's hands burst open, blood flowing freely.

The crimson-gold pure blood essence boiled to its peak, after Song Shen's final wind and thunder slash...

The heavy spearhead flew out horizontally. Lu Fo, who was holding the spear with both hands, stared in shock as his spearhead disappeared. With no feeling in his hands, he watched in horror as his opponent vanished on horseback.

The longsword flashed with rainbow light, emitting a piercing, heart-wrenching whistle, and slashed through the air.

Surrounded by his comrades, Lu Fo felt as if he were facing this terrifying swordsman alone. In his horror, he quickly darted under the horse's belly to avoid the blade.

Little did he know that a truly chilling killing intent had already descended from above, and in the instant he moved, the blade light, stretched to its limit, cleaved him in two in a flash.

The lifelike torso still maintains the exquisite equestrian movements, but the whole person has been split in two and is beginning to disintegrate, flying horizontally and scattering in all directions.

"No!!!!"

Xue Yuzhen spurred her horse to leave.

"You guys go and hold him off!!"

He ran wildly while issuing orders.

"Us? To stop Song Shen?"

Although the knights were clad in heavy armor, they knew that in the face of that unpredictable longsword, they were no different from being completely naked; either way, it would be a single strike to end the fight.

A powerful killing intent filled the valley.

Song Shen unleashed a swift strike, but his opponent managed to dodge it in that instant.

"good!"

Song Shen was also shocked. Xue Yuzhen's desperate actions on her deathbed instilled in him a sense of awe for the instinct to survive.

Xue Yuzhen fell off his horse. Although he dodged his opponent's fatal blow, his speed was reduced. He simply spun around and thrust his spear out from his left waist, scattering a series of spear shadows.

Song Shen laughed heartily and plunged into the shadows of his opponent's spears like a swallow throwing itself into his arms. With just three strikes, a line of blood appeared on Xue Yuzhen's chest.

More than seventy elite black-armored soldiers died at their own hands?

I feel ashamed before the Huang family, the imperial court, and even more so before these brothers.

Thinking of this, everything went black before my eyes.

The body collapsed with a crash.

Song Shen turned around and tiptoed forward, charging into the chaotic army formation like a torrent of stones.

The shield shattered. The man died.

The spear broke. The head flew away.

The flashes of blades merged into one, like a silver crescent moon exploding amidst the waves of black-armored warriors. With each strike, a black-armored knight perished.

Screams rose and fell, and after a few snaps of the fingers, he mounted a stray horse and galloped out of the valley.

The heavy rain finally stopped, and the sun shone brightly once again.

A lake nestled in the mountains appeared before Song Shen's eyes.

Song Shen sat wearily on a rock by the lake, wondering to himself, who were the two people who had been watching all along?

These two people were undoubtedly formidable experts, yet they remained on the valley floor, observing without showing the slightest hostility.

Song Shen had no intention of disrupting this balance, since maintaining the status quo where the other party was unaware of his knowledge of their existence was beneficial for him to gain a buffer.

"This is getting stranger and stranger."

While filled with doubt, Cao Yu was nowhere to be seen.

"I hope nothing bad has happened?"

Song Shen was extremely worried, but he thought that if he were to flee back to the valley and return to the wilderness, it would be too far-fetched.

In my anxiety, a clear, cold voice came from behind.

Are you worried?

Cao Yu's disheveled figure darted through the woods, about to fall into the water, when Song Shen used his agility to catch her.

"Anyway, at least I didn't break my promise."

Song Shen said, "Let's go up the mountain."

A rainbow arches high above the distant mountains.

The two stopped and gazed at each other, feeling an immense sense of peace.