Why do I have so many masters?
Chapter 1037: 164: Blade Madman, the Blade Madman of Great Qin!
Chapter 1037: Chapter 164: Blade Madman, the Blade Madman of Great Qin!
The scarlet pavilion swayed and then collapsed completely, everyone on it exclaimed as they leaped out, the bricks and stones piling up, pressing Blade Madman completely underneath.
The fat elder laughed heartily:
“That’s all there is to it.”
He then looked at the martial artists of various sects around, saying:
“We two accepted a secret order, our identities must not be exposed. We hadn’t intended to use this move, but since you’ve already seen our martial arts, we cannot let you live.”
“Before Huangfu Tian returns, Grandpa here will show mercy and send you to meet your ancestors!”
After speaking, he laughed again, everyone was on guard, Ma Yihong glanced at the direction where Wang Anfeng was crushed, thinking of his sick master at home, he touched the jade pendant, seemed to make a decision suddenly, let go of the jade pendant, took a big step forward, and said loudly:
“When have we martial artists ever feared death?!”
“If death comes, so be it!”
“Ma Yihong of Chaozhou, ready for a swift battle for all gentlemen!”
He then drew his blade forward without hesitation, the fear that had struck the crowd due to Blade Madman’s earlier feats was shattered, and now spurred by this junior’s challenge, hesitation vanished, they let out low shouts, unleashing their weapons and martial arts together.
“Disciples of Beimang Sword Sect, draw your swords.”
“After eighteen years of hard practice, this day will be worth it…”
“Xuanyuan disciple, is the sword in your hand still sharp?”
Amidst the furious shouts and roars, there were blade flashes and sword qi surging forth, all the high martial arts famous in the seventeen counties of the Northwest, all slashed towards the two old men.
The two elders were slightly startled, not expecting such a change, the rotation of yin and yang suddenly erupted, a large yin-yang fish swirling unpredictably.
All the moves were received.
And in the instant the previous strength of the people ran out, the two elders in sync with each other’s steps had already burst into the midst of the crowd, although they were only two, they seemed like two mad tigers, their moves were domineering and fierce, each strike injuring someone, never greedy, they struck and retreated, and in just a few breaths, a dozen people were wounded and near death.
The fat elder, becoming more and more enthusiastic in his killing, reached out again and snatched a gleaming steel sword from the hands of a nearby Beimang Swordsman, without any moves, relying on the overflowing inner qi, he merely slashed forward madly, the crowd unable to withstand, retreating in succession.
The sound of sword ringing echoed, suddenly thrusting forward, aimed directly at a person’s throat, intending to pin this person to the ground.
At this moment, the pile of pavilion debris suddenly burst open with a brilliant blade flash, the two old men cackled twice, their forward momentum abruptly halted, retreating backwards, saying:
“We knew you were still alive!”
As they spoke, the previously dissipated yin-yang rotation reappeared, concentrating their minds in vigilance.
But, to everyone’s surprise, that domineering blade flash directly slashed toward the martial artists preparing to fight to the death, terrifying them enough to retreat repeatedly, barely avoiding. Accompanied by a loud boom, a deep blade scar was cut into the ground, dust rising up.
The Beimang Swordsman was startled, feeling the blade’s sharpness, said:
“Blade Madman, what do you mean by this?”
With the sound of crackling, the debris of bricks and tiles was pushed aside, Blade Madman no longer appeared as serene as before, his forehead seemed injured from the last blow, bleeding, yet his eyes remained indifferent and sharp, saying indifferently:
“They are my opponents, my prey.”
“Stand back.”
Everyone was slightly stunned, but that figure had already stepped out slowly, one person, one blade, standing before the blade scar, everyone watched his back, the cloak fluttering, blocking those two foreign experts from the rest, leaving them somewhat dumbfounded.
The fat elder suddenly laughed heartily:
“Prey? Opponent?!”
“Blade Madman, Blade Madman, the word ‘mad’ suits you well, you truly don’t know the meaning of ‘death’, this must be what the people of the Central Plains call a dead duck refusing to admit it, fine, fine! Today, I’ll play with you, disregard all prohibitions, even if Huangfu Tian returns, and brings out his weapon, we’ll just retreat at worst.”
“But can you live until then?!”
Blade Madman raised his left hand, removed the cloak from his back, letting it drift away in the gust of wind that had begun to change due to the grandmaster’s qi mechanism, instinctively drawing the gaze of everyone after it.
Then, he transferred the broken blade in his right hand to his left hand.
Seeing this blade swap, both elders’ expressions changed slightly, initially confused, and then an absurd thought rose in their minds, nearly unbelievable.
Li Yinxiang opened her lips, recalling scene after scene in her mind, whispered:
“Could it be…?”
Blade Madman’s five fingers moved sequentially, gripping the blade handle tightly, he said coldly:
“Round two.”
Before the sound even fell, his body had already erupted, his Qinggong and movement technique seemingly completely changed into another person, with extreme speed, the blade in his hand wielded with the power to shift mountains in all directions, slashing down heavily!
Underneath the wide sleeves, on the back of the left hand, crimson-gold flame patterns flowed, forming two strange characters, which instantly gleamed and sank into his body.
Divine Weapon: Vajra.
Left hand, the Vajra, right hand, the Prajna.
The two combined are known as Purification.
Above the phenomenon of yin-yang rotation, ripples suddenly expanded, but after a breath, still dissipated, the two elders’ minds slightly at ease, changing their steps, yin-yang reversal, blade qi exploded, tearing a huge gash on Wang Anfeng’s shoulder, blood flowing profusely.
The elder beside Li Yinxiang first had a glint in his eyes, then sighed, saying:
“It’s no use…”
“Although Blade Madman has hidden his strength, to break this move, it requires a top-notch exquisite move, he can’t do it, it’s impossible.”