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Chapter 794

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The way to use the sword in the legacy Su Ming obtained from Hong Luo was clearly different from the way the Immortals executed the flying sword. This way of using the sword was even more ancient and clumsy. It could not compare to the agility of the flying sword, which was why Hong Luo had not researched it in depth after he had obtained it by chance.

However, Su Ming was very interested in this way of using the sword. This ancient way of using the sword was based on using the user's hand to hold the sword. Only when the sword was in the user's hand was the sword user's true weapon.

With the killing sword shining with golden light in his hand, Su Ming casually thrust forward, and the instant the sword sliced through the air and moved forward, a great suction force erupted from the sword.

This was not the sword's own power. Instead, Su Ming's thrust seemed to have faintly conformed to some sort of law in the world, triggering some strange changes, causing the place where the sword passed through to become the center of the area, causing all existences, including divine sense and presence, to be sucked back by that one thrust.

The hundreds of thousands of sword auras in the area started distorting at that instant and changed their direction at the same time. They were sucked towards the sword, as if the line the sword cut through had turned into a black hole that could devour everything.

However, the nine sword auras that had nearly gained corporeal form that flew out from the crack in the ground started dispersing slightly. Once they started changing between an illusion and corporeal form, they let out piercing sword whistles and charged towards Su Ming without changing their direction. In the span of a breath, they were less than a hundred feet away from him. The nine swords closed in together, and the powerful pressure spreading out from them made it seem as if they could destroy everything.

Once he thrust forward, Su Ming's expression remained calm. He relaxed his grip on the killing sword slightly, but he did not clench it tightly. Instead, at the instant the nine swords closed in on him, he shook his wrist, and with his wrist as the axis, he swung the killing sword horizontally from left to right, from top to bottom, then from left to right before him!

When anyone looked over, they saw that as the sword in Su Ming's hand rotated horizontally before him, a sword circle formed by an endless amount of sword afterimages manifested as Su Ming swung the sword.

It looked like a circle made of swords, but when Su Ming looked at it again, he found that it was the Sword Art of the Sword Rune. It looked as if it had turned into a sword shield that protected the area before Su Ming, and it crashed into the incoming nine flying swords.

The sounds of swords clashing against each other rose into the air at that instant, eventually turning into a booming sound. As it spread out, the nine swords that had gained physical form instantly crumbled and tumbled backwards, turning into smoke that scattered away. Su Ming stood where he was with an indifferent look on his face. The sword in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and it moved diagonally to the bottom left of his body. A freezing glare shone in his eyes, and a murderous aura appeared within them.

The appearance of that murderous aura and Su Ming placing the sword diagonally to the bottom left of his body caused Su Ming to feel as if he was accumulating power.

It was like the calm before the eruption of a storm, like the low rumble before the eruption of a volcano, like an ancient ferocious beast that was about to devour the heavens and earth.

During that instant, the operations of the world around him started showing signs of coming to a halt. An indescribable pressure enveloped the area without a single sound, and the source of all of this was Su Ming's action of placing the sword diagonally to the bottom.

"There are thirteen styles in the sword, and I have only understood four of them. They are Bounce, Thrust, Cloud, and Slice … but it's enough to break this Rune!" At the instant Su Ming said those words flatly, he swung the sword diagonally to the bottom left of his body towards the top right.

A clear sword mark that ran from the bottom left of his body to the top right appeared with a bang in the world. This was a slice. With the sharpness of the sword, he could slice through all the obstacles that stood in his way.

At the instant he swung the sword, the world roared. It contained some sort of change in the laws in the world, and at the instant he swung the sword, an excited sword whistle came from within the killing sword. There was a wave of agitation and excitement within that whistle, and it was the sword's complete acknowledgement, because this was the most correct way for a sword to bring forth a power that could shake the sky and earth!

If it was a flying sword that had no one holding it, then it would be impossible for it to execute this slice. Besides thrusting and slashing, it would not be able to execute any other moves.

The killing sword had a spirit. It had been suppressed by Su Ming previously and had been forced to submit to him, but it was clear that this submission had resulted in a backlash. Yet at that moment, as the sword whistle rang in the air, the killing sword's spirit truly acknowledged Su Ming, because it could sense that when it was held in Su Ming's hand, the sword had erupted with its complete power, and it had even surpassed its own power when it executed those three actions.

This power made it tremble and excited. This power made it feel as if it was being cleansed, as if it had gained an epiphany that this was how it should shine as a sword.

The world roared. As Su Ming swung the sword, a sword mark that was slanted diagonally tore through the air before him. That tear charged forward with a bang, and wherever it went, the world would be torn apart. The air would shatter, and the crack grew larger. Once it swept through a thousand lis, it landed on Great Leaf Immortal Sect's mountain. An even stronger bang rang in the air, and Su Ming's slash shot through the mountain.

It shot through the sword-shaped mountain and charged behind it. As it continued spreading out, it eventually turned into a crack that was several tens of thousands of feet long. It shot through the Sword Rune that surrounded Great Leaf Immortal Sect and blasted open a gigantic gap.

Once that gap appeared, Great Leaf Immortal Sect's Mountain Protection Rune around Su Ming crumbled. The Rune shattered and turned into an endless amount of sword aura shards that tumbled backwards in all directions. They stirred up a violent gust of wind that swept through the nine heavens and let out violent booms that shook the entire area.

At the same time, the moment the Great Leaf Immortal Sect's sword formation collapsed, the sword-shaped mountain of Great Leaf Immortal Sect trembled. From the center of the mountain, the mountain slowly tilted under the rumbling. Half of the mountain fell to the left and landed on the ground, causing the ground to tremble and a loud bang that surged into the sky.

Dust tumbled about and spread out in all directions. Su Ming's hair and robes fluttered in the wind that was stirred up when the mountain fell, but not a single hint of change could be detected on his face. With the killing sword in his hand, he looked towards the mountain coldly.

At that moment, half of Great Leaf Immortal Sect's mountain had been cut off. That cut was incredibly smooth, and that was the spot where Su Ming's sword mark had pierced through the mountain!

The sword mountain had been cut off!

The killing sword in Su Ming's hand trembled and let out excited cries. The killing intent spreading out from the tip of the sword made it seem as if it was thirsting for blood, thirsting to use this method of using the sword to drink a lifetime's worth of blood.

"The sword is the main killing weapon." Su Ming lifted his head and looked at the broken mountain of Great Leaf Immortal Sect, then walked forward slowly. On this day, he would destroy an entire sect alone and save his second senior brother who was in Great Leaf Immortal Sect.

Behind Su Ming, the Fated Kin were looking at their Respected Senior Mo with excited expressions. The power of that one sword strike just now had shaken the sky and earth, and it was enough to make all the people who had witnessed it feel their hearts tremble.

Su Ming's footsteps might have seemed slow, but in truth, with each step he took, his body would become a little illusory. When his figure became clear, he would already be a thousand feet away. It would be fine if anyone looked at his back, and they would not feel too much discomfort, but if anyone looked at him from the front, then they would immediately feel dizzy.

Because they could clearly see that he was tens of thousands of feet away, but in the blink of an eye, as if their eyes were deceiving them, Su Ming's body would suddenly turn illusory and then clear in the blink of an eye, immediately causing the many Immortals from Great Leaf Immortal Sect who were staring at Su Ming to feel dizzy.

Almost at the moment that feeling of dizziness appeared, Su Ming was already standing under the broken mountain of Great Leaf Immortal Sect. He lifted his head and looked at the broken mountain, then let out a deep breath.

As Su Ming breathed, snow immediately fell from the sky above Great Leaf Immortal Sect. Each of those snowflakes exuded an endless amount of freezing air, and in the blink of an eye, a circular area of ten thousand lis was covered in snow.

The snowflakes were densely packed, and as they fell on the ground, they looked like a gigantic seal from the distance that trapped Great Leaf Immortal Sect within!

This was Su Ming's Art of Life Cultivation - Midwinter's Chill.

With this Art, he sealed up the entire area, causing all the Immortals in Great Leaf Immortal Sect to be unable to escape, turning this place into a prison!

"Today, I, Su Ming, have come … to destroy Great Leaf Immortal Sect," Su Ming said slowly. As his voice reverberated in the air, an endless amount of Su Ming's voice also seemed to be echoing faintly from the endless snowflakes around him. Once these voices fused together, they turned into a roar that sounded like the heavens themselves, causing the broken mountain of Great Leaf Immortal Sect to tremble.

At the same time he said these words, Su Ming lifted his foot and walked up the stairs leading to Great Leaf Immortal Sect's mountain. At the instant his foot landed, an endless amount of sword aura erupted from Great Leaf Immortal Sect with a bang, and two thousand long arcs flew out together with it.

Within those two thousand long arcs were two thousand Great Leaf Immortal Sect disciples. Their eyes were bloodshot, and as they charged forward, they charged towards Su Ming along with the sword aura.

As roars reverberated in the air behind them, more Great Leaf Immortal Sect disciples flew out and rushed towards Su Ming.

The sword in Su Ming's hand was howling, desiring to be dyed red by blood. It caused this sword that was in charge of killing to tremble violently, and that howl seemed to be begging Su Ming to let it kill to its heart's content.

Su Ming looked at the thousands of people closing in on him quietly, and the chill in his eyes became even colder. He lifted his foot and took another step forward. As he did so, the stairs behind him instantly shattered and turned into ashes.

He did not say anything unnecessary. The moment he took that step, the thousands of Great Leaf Immortal Sect disciples had already closed in on him. Su Ming swung the sword in his hand forward, and a head flew into the air, bringing with it a mouthful of blood that dyed the tip of the sword red.

The sword sparkled and spread outwards, and immediately, several heads flew into the air once again. When the blood covered Su Ming and the Immortals' vision, Su Ming took his third step, fourth step, fifth step …

He walked up calmly. There were countless Immortals and sword aura rumbling by his side. The sword in his hand did not stop moving. As the sword spirit let out excited and bloodthirsty howls, the heads fell to the ground and tumbled down the mountain. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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