Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 322: Chapter 318: Blood and Fire Burning Kill

SHHIIING.

Fierce Sword Qi erupted in all directions. The air around them churned into a turbulent vortex.

Its power was awe-inspiring.

Even experts as strong as those in the God-Seizing Realm felt a chill in their hearts. The force generated by the clash of their Sword Techniques was enough to obliterate a God-Seizing Realm master, leaving no corpse behind.

The chosen of the Six Top Grade Sects all wore grave expressions. An attack like this was comparable to their strongest trump cards.

And what no one knew was whether, beyond this move, the two possessed even stronger attacks.

"Has a winner been decided?"

Everyone’s eyes turned to the spot, only to see the Sword Qi had formed a raging storm that swallowed both fighters. A moment later, two figures retreated from it simultaneously.

"Huh? Look at Ning Jiang’s sleeve! It looks like he’s at a disadvantage!"

A sharp-eyed Martial Artist cried out in surprise, drawing everyone’s attention.

They saw that a section of Ning Jiang’s left sleeve had been cleanly sliced off, exposing half of his arm.

"It seems Ji Tianxing is a cut above after all."

"Ji Tianxing is from a Super Sect, after all. He’s received guidance from a Celestial Martial Realm King. How could Ning Jiang possibly compare?"

"Wait, something’s not right. Look at Ji Tianxing’s expression."

In full view of the crowd, Ji Tianxing’s expression was dark and heavy. After a moment, a cut appeared on his cheek, and blood began to trickle down.

"This..."

The crowd of Martial Artists was shocked, especially those who had just declared Ning Jiang was at a disadvantage. They quickly shut their mouths.

Ning Jiang had only lost a piece of his sleeve and was completely unharmed, while Ji Tianxing had been wounded on the cheek. The difference in skill was immediately obvious!

If that cut had been a few inches lower, on his neck, it could have been a fatal wound.

"What was that Swordsmanship just now?" Ji Tianxing asked.

At this moment, all traces of contempt he held for Ning Jiang had vanished.

He originally believed that the only ones who could surpass him in Sword Technique were a few people from the Celestial Sword Sect. He had never paid any mind to someone from a place as insignificant as Qing Province.

But to his surprise, Ning Jiang’s Sword Technique was even more profound than his own.

It was important to note that he was using a Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact, while Ning Jiang only had a Low Grade Spiritual Artifact.

A Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact was over fifty percent more powerful than a Low Grade one. To be at a disadvantage despite such an edge showed just how Extraordinary Ning Jiang’s Sword Technique was.

"Myriad Swords Technique."

Ning Jiang said calmly.

"What a fine Myriad Swords Technique. You are worthy of forcing me to use my full strength!"

Ji Tianxing took a deep breath. He drew his longsword across his palm, cutting it open, and smeared the blood onto the blade.

Instantly, the Li Fire Sword seemed to drink its fill of blood. The Flame on its blade flared even more intensely, turning a demonic, blood-red color.

"Blood and Fire Burning Kill!"

With a thunderous roar, Ji Tianxing slashed down fiercely.

In an instant, a blood-red Sword Aura wreathed in roaring flames burst forth, looking as if it would cleave the very heavens as it came crashing down.

Even from hundreds of yards away, the crowd of Martial Artists could feel the sharp aura rushing toward them, making their skin tingle painfully.

Moreover, the blood in their bodies felt as if it would spontaneously combust under the pressure of this single sword strike, and their entire bodies grew inexplicably hot.

"Long River Sunset."

Ning Jiang’s expression was calm. He was still using the first form of the Myriad Swords Technique.

But the power of this strike was even more terrifying than before. A long river could be seen surging and roaring, with a sunset so brilliant it was blinding.

For his previous strike, Ning Jiang had only used seventy percent of his strength!

That’s right, seventy percent.

The move Sparks Set the World Ablaze was simply not worthy of forcing Ning Jiang to use Long River Sunset at full power.

However, this Blood and Fire Burning Kill was so powerful that Ning Jiang had to treat it seriously, forced to counter with Long River Sunset at its full strength.

BOOM.

The two Sword Techniques collided. A thick white mist instantly billowed up, followed by a violent gale that roared in all directions, so strong that even Primordial Spirit Realm experts couldn’t keep their footing.

"Kill."

Seeing that Blood and Fire Burning Kill couldn’t defeat Ning Jiang, Ji Tianxing let out a long cry. His Sword Intent billowed, climbing higher and higher.

"You can block one of my strikes, but what about three? Or ten!"

SHHIIING.

Blood and Fire Burning Kill continued to erupt, strike after relentless strike. The sheer power was terrifying.

"When these consecutive attacks stack up, their power must be comparable to an Immortal Realm expert, right?"

Ning Jiang’s expression was unreadable as he activated Long River Sunset to counter Ji Tianxing, fighting him to a standstill.

"Are they planning to fight a war of attrition?"

Someone commented. This kind of attack was manageable once or twice, but repeating it would inevitably consume a massive amount of Spiritual Qi.

"It all comes down to who gives out first."

Soon, the two had exchanged over thirty moves.

At first, Ji Tianxing was able to maintain his composure, but his expression gradually began to change. The reason he dared to unleash Blood and Fire Burning Kill so recklessly was because he had cultivated a Secret Technique that allowed the Spiritual Qi in his Dantian to be over fifty percent greater than an ordinary person’s.

But now, more than half of the Spiritual Qi in his Dantian was gone, yet Ning Jiang still looked perfectly fine, as if he hadn’t consumed any energy at all.

How could he possibly know that Ning Jiang cultivated the Heaven-Devouring Demon Skill and possessed three Dantians? A war of attrition was what he feared least.

’I can’t let this drag on any longer,’ Ji Tianxing thought.

"Ning Jiang, I have one last sword strike. Its power is so great that even I cannot fully control it. If you surrender now and apologize to the Vice Palace Master, there is still room to salvage this situation. Otherwise, once I use this technique, there is a greater than ninety percent chance you will die!"

"As expected of a disciple from the Moon God Palace. That wasn’t even his full strength just now. He still has a stronger trump card."

The crowd murmured, and the top prodigies of the Six Top Grade Sects could only manage a bitter smile.

Just countering Ji Tianxing’s Blood and Fire Burning Kill would be incredibly difficult for them, yet he had an even stronger trump card. It was enough to make them despair.

"Is this the foundation of a Super Sect? If someone ranked in the top ten is this powerful, then how monstrously strong are the ones in the top three?"

Ning Jiang’s expression was placid as he said calmly, "I also have a sword strike I’d like you to see."

His fingers slowly caressed the Ice Soul Sword in his hand, and he let out a soft sigh.

Cracks had already appeared on the Ice Soul Sword’s blade.

It was only a Low Grade Spiritual Artifact, after all. The intense clashes with the Li Fire Sword had inevitably caused it some damage.

And after this next strike, the Ice Soul Sword that had accompanied him for so long would likely be completely destroyed.

"Foolishly stubborn."

Ji Tianxing snorted coldly, his entire aura climbing relentlessly.

A roaring inferno ignited around his body. Soon, this Flame surged into the heavens, piercing the sky.

A boundless heatwave rolled outward. The hair of many Martial Artists actually caught fire, forcing them to hastily circulate their Cultivation to extinguish the flames.

The crowd retreated again and again.

About ten breaths later, under their shocked gazes, Ji Tianxing was completely consumed by fiery light. That light took the form of a colossal sword, hundreds of yards long, pointing straight at the heavens!