Supreme Dragon Martial Soul - Chapter 637 - 313: Ghost Shadow Nine Extremes Sword, the Sword Is a Weapon of Death!
Chapter 637: Chapter 313: Ghost Shadow Nine Extremes Sword, the Sword Is a Weapon of Death!
Appearing before Zhou Yunqing was a thin, black-clad young man.
His face was extremely pale, devoid of blood, and his eyes were lifeless, giving off a chill deeper than that of Blood Nether Sect disciples—a chill penetrating the soul!
“Qi Yu! It’s you!”
Zhou Yunqing was startled and unconsciously took a step back.
The newcomer was none other than Qi Yu, ranked second among the top ten seed disciples.
Among the top ten seed disciples, the most powerful was the senior disciple Pang Yueyang, but the most mysterious was Qi Yu, who was once the first swordsman of the Inner Sect.
Qi Yu’s Swordsmanship was not from the Xuanyuan Sect; it was gained through his own experience. Coupled with his solitary personality and preference for working alone, he ranked second among the top ten seeds but was not well-known—even Zhou Yunqing knew little about him.
“I’ll help you kill Luo Cheng,” Qi Yu spoke again.
Zhou Yunqing came to her senses, frowned, and said, “Are you confident? Your Sword Intent is still just the Eighty Percent Sword Intent Prototype, while Luo Cheng has already grasped the Nine Percent Sword Intent Prototype! As fellow swordsmen, you’ll only be suppressed by him.”
A cold light flashed in Qi Yu’s eyes as he sneered, “It’s just the Nine Percent Sword Intent Prototype. Don’t forget, my Ghost Shadow Nine Extremes Sword is an assassination sword, perfect for defeating the strong with the weak!”
“In other places, I wouldn’t dare say, but in this chaotic Black Cloud Mountain Range, even if it’s Luo Cheng or Pang Yueyang, without any defense, I have sixty to seventy percent confidence in my assassination!”
Zhou Yunqing’s eyes lit up, nodding, “Alright! As long as you can kill Luo Cheng, the Ksitigarbha Mixed Yuan Pill is yours.”
Qi Yu shook his head, “I always get paid first.”
“Alright!”
Zhou Yunqing hesitated slightly and then gritted her teeth, directly handing the Purple Jade Box containing the Ksitigarbha Mixed Yuan Pill to Qi Yu.
At this moment, she had no other choice.
Besides, it belonged to the Eighth Prince Jin Min; the other party wouldn’t dare to play tricks!
Qi Yu put away the Purple Jade Box and asked, “Where is he?”
Zhou Yunqing pointed toward the mountainside, “If you go in that direction, you should meet him soon.”
“Good! At most one incense stick’s time, you’ll see Luo Cheng’s head!”
Leaving a final word, Qi Yu darted down the mountain like a shadow.
On the way, two Blood Nether Sect disciples attempted to attack him.
Qi Yu’s speed did not slow down; with a whoosh, his figure drew a stunning arc in the air, passing between the two.
Next moment.
Pffft! Pffft! Pffft! Pffft…
Several streaks of dark Sword Qi suddenly appeared on the bodies of the two Blood Nether Sect disciples, splitting them into pieces, dying without ever knowing how.
“What an uncanny Sword Skill! Seems his claim of sixty percent confidence in assassinating Pang Yueyang was not an empty boast!”
Zhou Yunqing saw it all and couldn’t help but gasp.
She hadn’t even seen how Qi Yu attacked.
If she faced him unprepared, she might be instantaneously killed!
Only now did the stone in Zhou Yunqing’s heart settle, feeling the matter was now assured without further surprises.
No matter how strong Luo Cheng is, he can’t be stronger than Pang Yueyang, right?
Near the mountainside.
“Kill!”
Luo Cheng did not deploy any Sword Skills, only performing the most Basic Sword Moves. His figure flickered, ascending, each step landing coincided with a sword strike, every strike taking the life of a Blood Nether Sect disciple!
Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
Tireless killing!
The Blood Nether Sect disciples falling to Luo Cheng’s hand increased rapidly, soon surpassing a hundred!
With each kill, his killing intent intensified, the Sword Momentum increased, until his mind fully immersed in the slaughter, Sword Skills faster, more fierce, eyes slightly reddened!
The color of blood! The color of slaughter!
This terrifying killing intent stopped nearby Blood Nether Sect disciples from approaching, stiffening their movements—even late-stage Awakening Vein Realm experts couldn’t help but feel fear!
“Such frightening killing intent, I feel my thoughts becoming sluggish!”
“Clearly just Basic Sword Moves, why is the killing intent so strong? Even observing from afar is terrifying; facing him, I might lack the courage to resist and just wait to be killed!”
“I feel he alone could kill all of us!”
“It’s so damn eerie! At his age, how can his killing intent be so heavy, as if he’s walked out from a sea of corpses!”
Luo Cheng’s display attracted much attention; whether disciples from the Three Great Sects or Jianghu guests, they were spellbound and stunned by the terrible killing intent.
The outside world had nothing to do with Luo Cheng; he immersed himself in slaughter, understanding the Sword Dao from killing, sharpening his Sword Intent.
Pffft!
A sword thrust out, creating a bloody hole in a Blood Nether Sect disciple’s neck who couldn’t react, his face full of terror as he fell.
Buzz!
Suddenly, Luo Cheng’s brow slightly swelled, the Sword King’s Will in his Sea of Consciousness lit up brilliantly, making his entire Sea of Consciousness roar with golden waves and raging tides.
At this moment, countless scenes of corpses and blood seas flashed in Luo Cheng’s mind; he felt like a traveler yet personally experienced it all, his initial panic gradually calmed, unaffected by turmoil.
“Slaughter! Death! Swords are implements of killing, stretching across time!”
Mysteriously, a voice resounded in his mind like tolling bells, vibrating the soul.
“Boy! Die!”
Two Blood Nether Sect disciples seized the chance when Luo Cheng suddenly froze, jointly attacking.
Just as they were about to succeed, Luo Cheng’s eyes slightly opened, terrifying brilliance shot out, enveloping the two disciples with Sword Momentum carrying overwhelming killing intent.
Faced with this killing intent, the thoughts of the two Blood Nether Sect disciples were drowned in chaos.
To observers, their actions slowed down, halted until Luo Cheng beheaded them with one sword, stripping them of life!
“Indeed, the best way to cultivate Slaughter Sword Intent is through slaughter! Comprehending the Sword Dao amid blood and death, sharpening Sword Intent.”
Looking at the fallen bodies, Luo Cheng’s lips slightly curled.
In this short time, his Sword Intent breached its bottleneck, advancing a tier, reaching the Sword Intent Late Stage—Nine Percent Sword Intent Prototype, nearing Perfection Realm.
Luo Cheng understood that his rapid Sword Intent progress was thanks to his insightful nature and the greatest contribution from the Sword King’s Will in his Sea of Consciousness.
The Sword King’s Will was a key, opening a shortcut for him in cultivating Sword Intent, unlike others who needed extensive time to slowly accumulate their insights!
“These Blood Nether Sect disciples here are too weak; achieving the desired cultivation effect is difficult, must head forward!”
Luo Cheng contemplated pushing towards the Nine Percent Sword Intent Prototype Perfection Realm; under the horrified gazes of onlookers, his figure spread out, heading towards the peak.
Moments later, Luo Cheng passed over several Blood Nether Sect disciples.
Suddenly.
An odd sensation surged in his heart, a strong sense of crisis raising goosebumps all over his skin.
