activa-t Chapter 42 Kill!
Chapter 42 Kill!
The entire room fell silent.
Hu Yan first showed an extremely surprised expression.
The voice was so familiar.
Who is he?
Only the swordsman surnamed Wei looked eastward, towards the riverbank, where a tall and majestic figure slowly materialized, his clear black and white eyes filled with mockery and disgust.
Song Shen witnessed this entire scene.
They arrived just in time; they can chop all this trash to pieces with one stroke.
Hu Yan leaped into the air and bounded towards the ship.
Suddenly,
A sword beam suddenly appeared from the darkness.
It came from that swordsman surnamed Wei.
"Go back there!!!"
"Wei Shu, you!"
Hu Yan was horrified and swung his sword, but the fierce force of the sword almost shattered all his hopes, forcing him to fly backward.
"sail!!"
The swordsman surnamed Wei shouted, and the sound of oars being moved rang out.
The boat began to move on the water. The Wei swordsman and his men had only one mission tonight: to transport the cargo away. As long as they achieved this goal, no matter how much Song Shen investigated, it would be useless.
As for Hu Yan?
It doesn't matter, even if he had a hundred lives, he wouldn't dare bite the young master.
"You can't leave."
A low voice came on the wind.
next moment,
A silver glint flashed across the night sky, followed by the howling of a gale, and a chilling killing intent locked everything in the night.
The mast snapped in mid-air, and Song Shen slashed several times with his blade, killing several boatmen instantly with blood splattered everywhere. They didn't even have any Dao Fruits, showing that he was just a novice.
The small boat drifted on the river, and soon ran aground in the bend, spinning around without moving.
The blade was pointed at Wei Shu's brow.
"Impressive. It seems you've completely outmaneuvered those idiots like Hu Yan."
Wei Shu looked into Song Shen's eyes with a smile.
His face was too young, but his shrewdness and ruthlessness were astonishing.
Song Shen glanced at Hu Yan, who had disappeared into the night on the shore, but paid him no attention.
"I think it would be wiser for you to hunt him down. If you think you can kill me, you're making a big mistake."
Song Shen withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "No rush, I'll kill you first, then him. There's still time."
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Wei Shu laughed heartily, his long laugh reverberating in our ears.
The dockworkers, unaware of what was happening, had long since scattered like birds and beasts. These people were originally hired from the street and had no idea what was going on. They had fled for their lives as soon as Hu Yan killed people.
"This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard from Lone Star Sword Wei Shu. Kid, I admire you. The young master can give you all the good food and drink you deserve. Why are you so stubborn? I'm telling you this because I value your talent. I hope you can seize this last chance, put down your knife, surrender, and come with me to the young master to confess your crimes. You're still young. Don't be so stubborn, or I won't show any mercy under my sword."
This was the first time Song Shen had ever met someone so confident since his debut.
"I hope your sword is harder than your mouth."
Lone Star Sword Wei Shu smiled nonchalantly, feigning helplessness.
"They're so stubbornly persistent; it seems I'll have to destroy this genius."
He calmly and slowly drew his longsword from its sheath.
"Hmph! Let the four of you understand, this sword of mine was forged from meteorite iron from the North Sea, and it is four feet eight inches long..."
"Have you finished talking nonsense?"
Song Shen's longsword was instantly drawn, slashing out a dazzling arc.
"Let me show you what real swordsmanship is!!!"
Wei Shu slashed forward, his longsword precisely striking the tip of Song Shen's blade. This strike was meant to deflect the force, and with a slight movement, it would absorb all of Song Shen's energy, causing him to lose his balance. Then, his swordsmanship would be unleashed in full force, enveloping Song Shen in a rain of arrows.
unfortunately,
All of this was completely ineffective.
The true energy that Song Shen poured into his longsword caused Wei Shu's longsword to bend into a huge arc instantly. Not only was Wei Shu unable to deflect the force, but he was also bounced backward like a bouncy ball.
A series of whooshing sounds came from behind.
Like a tornado suddenly erupting in the wasteland, thousands of powerful rays burst forth simultaneously, as if a thousand troops were charging in all at once.
This weather...
"Blade stance??????"
Wei Shu felt as if his gall bladder had burst, and he almost lost control of his bladder on the spot.
The flashing blades followed him like a shadow; Song Shen's blades were not only fast, but his movements were also unpredictable and elusive.
Why aren't you as confident as you were before?
Song Shen unleashed his sword technique, the light of his blade influencing the celestial phenomena, and a fierce storm arose.
Wei Shu remained silent, only able to resist with his sword.
Under Song Shen's storm-like blade light, he could only use the Lone Star Diancang Sword to fight back with all his might, feeling like a small boat in a raging storm, struggling to stay afloat on the verge of being shattered.
Originally, he thought this was a top genius in swordsmanship, but after all, he had only been practicing for a short time and his cultivation was certainly still shallow. In that case, he was able to escape with his decades more cultivation than the other party.
But that thought was instantly shattered.
Song Shen's muscles were like those of a dragon, and every strike he made was filled with a fierce force capable of splitting mountains and shattering peaks. Although his swordsmanship was exquisite and he could have killed his opponents with skill, Song Shen always preferred to crush everything with pure strength and speed.
Blood splattered as Wei Shu's left hand disintegrated and flew off amidst the horizontal slash of the blade.
No more than ten moves.
The true essence of this sword technique is something that the opponent is not yet qualified to truly grasp.
Wei Shu leaped into the air, using the Flying Star Step technique he had honed for twenty years to jump out of the small boat. This was his only chance. Even at the cost of his broken left arm, he would slowly push towards his opponent's throat, enough to force him back and allow him to escape by diving underwater.
This leap was a concentrated burst of Wei Shu's survival instincts, propelling him up nearly three zhang away.
Clothes fluttered in the wind.
Wei Shu was filled with intense hatred, but just as he was about to turn around and look at his opponent, he was suddenly filled with endless doubt.
Song Shen's figure at the bow of the ship had vanished without a trace.
How could this be?
Wei Shu was filled with confusion.
next moment,
A burst of air appeared overhead. For some unknown reason, Song Shen had already arrived high in the sky and slashed down with his sword.
Startling Dragon Steps - Raging Storm!
brush!!!!
A cold glint passed right through him.
Blood rained down.
Wei Shu's face still showed a look of astonishment as his body disintegrated in mid-air, falling into three pieces into the river.
[Achieved Essence Dao Fruit: Wei Shu (Year 4, Month 11)]
Without even glancing at him, Song Shen leaped into the air, disappearing into the darkness along with his sword in an instant.
The sky was about to brighten.
A ray of dawn ignited on the horizon.
call--
call--
call--
Hu Yan, panting heavily, ran wildly across the plains. He was a highly skilled individual; normally, he wouldn't be this breathless even after running ten marathons a day. This was because, under the pressure of escaping, he had unleashed his body's full potential and run an excessive distance in an instant.
As long as I can escape back to my family!
My uncle, the eldest son, will surely be able to protect me!
A low voice shattered his last hope.
At first it was just a murmur of the wind, but in an instant it grew into a violent storm that pounded against the windowpane in the dark night, until the final hurricane made it impossible for him to stand.
Let's give it our all!!!
Hu Yan turned around and fiercely attacked with his knife.
With just three strikes, Hu Yan's long sword was reduced to scrap metal, shattering into pieces and flying in all directions.
"ah!!!!"
He was horrified and stepped back, only to realize that he had bumped into a huge tree, so thick that it could be embraced by two people, completely blocking all his escape routes.
"Don't kill me... the young master will never let you go!"
no respond.
Amidst the fluttering of clothes, a large, unpredictable blade slashed swiftly through the air.
The sound of swords echoed throughout heaven and earth.
Like the breath of a tornado.
Hu Yan opened his eyes as if blind, and in a moment of astonishment, he was split in two by the tree behind him.
[Achieved Skill Dao Fruit: Hu Yan (One Year and Nine Months)]
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