Chapter 913: Chapter 912 Between Gods and Devils_1
"Such a minor trick, and yet you dare to show your face."
The Azure Cloud Sword King saw at a glance that this was an expert who had fine-tuned the Illusion Martial Way, and moreover, the Illusion Martial Way had reached the latter stage of ninety percent completion. Unfortunately, when it came to levels, his Azure Cloud Sword Path was not inferior to the Illusion Martial Way, and it had even reached the pinnacle of ninety percent completion.
The momentum of his sword surged, and with a heavy swing, the invisible and intangible Azure Cloud Sword Qi, like the gaping maw of a giant beast, devoured the surrounding illusions in an instant, quickly revealing Shi Xiaole’s true form.
Bang!
Shi Xiaole was struck and vanished in mid-air.
"Not good, this is terrible!"
The Azure Cloud Sword King was greatly shocked, and without thinking, he turned to draw his sword, but as soon as the sword move was executed, he was horrified to discover Shi Xiaole’s silhouette reappearing at the spot where he had vanished before.
True within false, false yet containing truth; in the end, which one was real, and which one was fake?
Why could Illusion Martial Way at the later stage of ninety percent deceive both his perception and sword path?
In his line of sight, a point of cold light rushed forward. The Azure Cloud Sword King hurriedly put up a block, preparing to change his move with reserved power. Unexpectedly, upon the clash of the two swords, the terrifying force made it impossible for him to resist. His whole body twisted and flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
That wasn’t the end of it. The man opposite seemed to split into countless figures, pressing in on him from all directions with not even a half-breath’s break.
Hissss...
A mist of blood burst forth. The Azure Cloud Sword King, like a human-shaped firecracker filled with blood, was blown apart in an instant. Flesh rending and skin tearing, his body shrunk in size by a great margin. When he landed on the ground, a few twitches later, he was dead.
"So strong!"
Gui Fuling could hardly believe everything she was witnessing.
To counterkill a Nine-Heaven Martial World adept at the Divine Barrier Realm with just half a step into the Void Origin, and to do so with a crushing power in just two moves, was more far-fetched than any wild tale. It was simply a miracle.
And the miracle just happened like that.
Gui Fuling really wanted to know who this ordinary-looking man was.
Thump, thump, thump.
Three Golden Armor Guards fell to the ground. Mu Ling followed the figure’s movement and saw the man lunging at the Heartless Sword King, still using the move that had killed the Azure Cloud Sword King.
However, Heartless Sword King’s defense was stronger; he managed to block the move, albeit at a great cost.
"Who exactly are you?"
Heartless Sword King roared, his long sword drawing countless circles in front of him as his body retreated toward the crowd. He had been as close as brothers with Azure Cloud, and after returning this time, he would use any means necessary to uncover this man’s identity and make him pay his blood debt in blood.
Shi Xiaole remained silent, with two slashes of his sword.
It was as if tearing through thin paper, Heartless Sword King’s once thought impenetrable defense immediately exploded apart, startling him into immediately counterattacking with his sword.
Shiick!
The long sword pierced and then was withdrawn as the man, leading a shocked Duanmu Keren, charged forward.
"So it was an illusion... He never really broke through my defense. It was me who exposed my weakness and left an opening."
Heartless Sword King displayed a desolate smile, his eyes wide open. So, there were such masters in the world, capable of contending with a Kirin of the same rank!
From the moment Shi Xiaole left to rescue Mu Ling and Duanmu Keren, to the moment he returned to the Gui siblings, it took only two short breaths. Gui Fuling, who had been struggling to hold on, immediately breathed a sigh of relief with the addition of Shi Xiaole and the other two.
And so, with Shi Xiaole at the forefront, Mu Ling and Duanmu Keren supporting from the sides, and Gui Fuling ready to assist at any time and guard against attacks, they moved like shuttles weaving through a field of carnage.
But whether it was Mu Ling, Duanmu Keren, or Gui Fuling, even Gui Zhihang, they were all overwhelmingly shocked to discover that the man at the forefront was too strong.
He was like someone with three eyes and six pairs of arms, with his long sword, no enemy within a single stroke could stand against him. No matter who it was, from which direction, or by what means they tried to ambush him, the final result was always death, killed by his single sword strike, often without even knowing how they died.
Amidst such chaotic combat, amidst unpredictable flashes of blades and sword shadows, nothing seemed to bother him or cause him any harm!
"Is this guy even human? He looks a bit like Old Shi."
Mu Ling yelled.
If not for the fact that the other was an adept of the Illusion Martial Way, he would almost suspect that the man was Shi Xiaole. It was hard to imagine that there was someone in the Martial World who could compare with Shi Xiaole.
Because the man was so attention-grabbing, many people began to notice him. With many from the imperial side freeing their hands, they rushed toward him.
"To your death!"
"Kill!"
Terrifying and reasonless Vigorous Air surged from all directions.
Gui Fuling looked around. To the left were six peak Earth Immortals, to the right, three Invincible Earth Immortals, and in front, twenty-six high-ranking Earth Immortals. In the sky, a burly man holding an iron staff exploded the air with his smashing, clearly a Half-step Void Origin Expert.
With such a lineup, even a Void Origin Martial Emperor within Sky City could be entangled. Their goal was solely to kill the strange man up front.
A hopeless situation!
This was an impregnable deadlock!
Leaving aside whether the man could hold on, even if he did, he would surely be unable to look after the others. A one-way path to death awaited them.
Gui Fuling clenched her saber. The icy chill of her blood, upon seeing the always calm and composed figure ahead who seemed fearless, suddenly quickened.
If they were doomed not to survive, then let her bleed out her very last drop.
Mu Ling and Duanmu Keren also tensed their bodies, each pore on stand, as a sense of despair and death enveloped them, making it difficult for them even to breathe.
"Jade Lion Heaven-Opening Fist!"
Amidst his wild laughter, Mu Ling’s essence, energy, and spirit became one as he unleashed the strongest punch of his life.
As the lion is the king of beasts, and man is the hero among the brave, he is Mu Ling, the Jade Lion, unbowed and unbroken, withstanding any difficulty and terror.
"Phoenix Dance of Nine Heavens!"
The long orange clothes twirled in mid-air, standing alone in a distant world of bloodshed; Duanmu Keren gloriously faced the enemy to her right, charging forward relentlessly.
She had come today with no thoughts of leaving alive. People in the Martial World value profits over righteousness, but for Duanmu Keren, there were too few people worthy of her regard, so how could she willingly watch a comrade fall?
"Brother, I finally understand your unregretfulness."
Gui Fuling laughed softly, gathering all her strength into her blade, striking forth a heaven-splitting blow directly ahead. She wanted to take some pressure off Shi Xiaole.
At that moment.
Shi Xiaole made his move.
An elusive aura, as if a volcano were about to erupt yet forcibly suppressed, suddenly burst forth from within him, instantaneously spreading within a twenty-zhang radius.
In an instant, the sounds of wailing ghosts and howling gods filled everyone’s ears, the skin stinging, breathing becoming difficult, vision severely affected. In the midst of the chaotic energy, they couldn’t open their eyes, even the flow of Vigorous Air went awry, and any offensive move they made was weakened with each inch it advanced, unchangeable.
The experts who were attacking from a distance had their smug expressions replaced by fear in a moment, their bodies as if plunged into an ice cave. What kind of martial arts was this?
All of them were so terrified that their livers shook and their souls scattered.
"It turns out my strength in the Illusion Way only falls short by a margin to the Sword Way."
Without fully exerting his power, Shi Xiaole himself didn’t know how strong he was.
Long ago, he had mastered the Ten Residences Mahayana Skill to perfection. This martial art, born to counter all Mind Methods in the world, could also suppress the six senses and create illusions, with only the sun’s true fire capable of contending against it.
In his previous life in the Martial World, the swordsman Yan Fei had also relied on the Dan Tribulation and had slain Zhu Faqing with superior sun’s true fire. Therefore, in Shi Xiaole’s view, the Ten Residences Mahayana Skill’s power surpassed even that of the Dragon Gate Divine Skill.
Combined with his peerless spirit, the Illusion Way strength he could deploy closely pursued that of his Sword Way, it was only that he lacked a suitable set of illusionary sword techniques, or else it would still be uncertain which was stronger.
With a thought, Shi Xiaole’s eyes swirled like vortices, the hidden spirals of his spirit spreading out layer by layer, incessantly drawing the spiritual power of the experts around him.
Heaven and Earth Changing Great Method.
In today’s world, Shi Xiaole had explored the Heaven and Earth Changing Great Method into a whole new realm, even able to drag someone into endless reincarnations, forever unable to transcend.
Of course, under the influence of Sky City’s great formation, the Heaven and Earth Changing Great Method inevitably suffered, but for Shi Xiaole, it was enough.
Time seemed to stand still.
The surrounding experts, whether confused, struggling, or screaming, were mired in the torment of nightmares.
A sword as if a dream, as startling as thunder.
Chi chi chi chi chi...
A ripple in the void quivered. The attacks from Mu Ling, Duanmu Keren, and even Gui Fuling struck the experts in their respective directions head-on, easily maiming them beyond recognition and sending them flying. The ease of it made the trio skeptical.
Splat.
It was not until they hit the ground that the heads of these people rolled to the side, and at the same time, many of the other experts who hadn’t been hit were similarly severed, their necks sliced as smooth as mirrors.
An eerie stillness ensued around Shi Xiaole and the others.
Then another sword filled their vision.
The remaining experts who had not yet died followed suit. Only the Half-step Void Origin Expert above had a ghost-like frenzy as he stumbled backward, shouting while clutching his right leg, for his right calf had been cut off.
"Ghosts, you’re not human, what kind of demon are you?"
The Huaishan Stick King had never been so horrified in his life.
Three Invincible Earth Immortals, six pinnacle Earth Immortals, plus twenty-six high-level Earth Immortals, including himself, a half-step Void Origin, totaling thirty-six experts attacking from different directions.
With such a lineup and assault, how many in this world could withstand it?
Yet they were all slain by two sword strikes as if they were helpless straw men. Indeed, in the face of divine demons, experts are nothing but straw, and this man was a divine demon!
"Everyone, come, deal with him, kill him..."
The Huaishan Stick King was nearly scared out of his wits, losing all expert demeanor, fleeing as if flying, squeezing into the crowds without fear of being ambushed, his voice hoarse and urgent as he screamed.
Mu Ling, Duanmu Keren, Gui Fuling, and Gui Zhihang all stared dumbfounded at Shi Xiaole, at this immensely powerful man, powerful to an inhuman extent.
The four deeply doubted that even the Kirin could possess such power. Could this be the incarnation of some peerless expert?
"Let’s go."
With a single word, Shi Xiaole continued to lead the way forward.
Roused from their shock, the four hurried to follow, the despair in their hearts vanishing greatly. The figure of the man in front wasn’t imposing, but he stood like a mountain, able to shield against all storms.
