Chapter 226
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In the central room, Hu Ling'er lay motionlessly on the Dragon Unicorn's back. She secretly opened her eyes and saw heads rolling down one after another.
This sight was very strange. There was clearly no enemy, yet the moment these strong practitioners of Celestial Being Realm stepped into this courtyard, they would immediately die an unnatural death!
The rest of the people looked as though they were facing a great enemy. A Celestial Being Realm gave a shout, and his sword qi was like frost. Silver frost coiled around his body as he slowly walked into the courtyard. His gaze was vigilant as he scanned his surroundings.
His sword skill was swift and fierce. Countless sword lights swam around his body like incomparably fine fish, swimming around him happily.
He had adopted a passive defensive fighting style. Thousands of fine swordfish swam around him, containing his incomparably dense cultivation. As long as he met any hostility, he would immediately counterattack and deliver a fatal blow!
He was also forced to do so. The enemy came and went without a trace, making it impossible to see where the enemy was and how they attacked. Yet so many strong practitioners of Celestial Being Realm had lost their lives. It was truly extremely strange.
He didn't meet any danger, but he still didn't dare to let down his guard. He slowly moved his feet towards the central room where Qin Mu and the rest were sleeping. Then, he saw the painting hanging in front of the hall.
Qin Mu had lit a candle in front of the painting, illuminating it.
The painting depicted the back of a middle-aged man with a sword on his back. The middle-aged man's face was tilted sideways, as though he was looking at the painter from the corner of his eyes.
The corner of his eyes revealed an astonishing murderous intent.
This fleeting glance was captured by the painter and turned into this painting.
Even though there was only this middle-aged man in the painting, it gave people the feeling that this painting still had endless information that had yet to be drawn out. These information were hidden in the empty spaces of the painting.
It was a terrifying battle that had just ended. Countless corpses of strong practitioners lay at the feet of this middle-aged man. The corpses floated up from the sea of blood that overflowed into the sky. The white bones were dyed red by the blood, giving off a peculiar color. Countless vengeful spirits under the sword were captured by the messengers of death and pulled into the darkness.
And in the dark world, a devil god with two nine curved horns was holding a celebratory feast, celebrating the vengeful spirits of these strong practitioners as his guests and food.
This was the information hidden in the empty spaces of the painting!
In the courtyard, when the expert of Celestial Being Realm saw this painting and the person in it, he was suddenly stunned. He saw his own head sliding off his neck, and he felt that everything had become so slow. It was as if he was slowly falling into a darkness without any light, sinking deeper and deeper. It was endless, and he would never fall to the bottom of the darkness.
Thump.
His head landed on the ground and rolled two rounds... His eyes were still wide open.
Suddenly, a huge hand stretched out and grabbed his head..
There were still nine people outside the courtyard, standing there with terrified expressions. Only the white-browed elder, Daoist Qing Shan, was still calm. He was the one who had grabbed the head of the Celestial Being Realm expert.
He was also the only Life and Death Realm expert among them.
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"Look at his eyes."
The eight of them came over and saw that there was a sword light in the left and right eyes of the expert of Celestial Being Realm. The sword seemed to be stabbing straight at them, and in the next instant, the expert's life was ended!
Daoist Qing Shan raised the head and looked towards the main room where Qin Mu and the rest were sleeping. "The sword came from there. What exactly is there? "
He slowly moved his body and looked for an angle. Then, he saw the flickering light of the candle and a corner of the painting. "It's a painting. I saw the corner of the clothes of the person in the painting … "
"Senior Qing Shan, why go through so much trouble? Can't you just destroy the house and the people in it? "
A strong practitioner of Celestial Being Realm suddenly attacked. His sword pellet soared into the sky, and the sword light in it was like a pillar that pierced towards the house where Qin Mu and the rest were!
The sword pillar was incomparably thick, and wherever it passed, everything was minced by the spinning sword light!
It was the Spiral Sword Form created by Yankang National Preceptor!
Yankang National Preceptor wasn't a person who kept secrets. Many of the sword forms he created had already been spread out. There were many sword sects in the martial world that cultivated the sword techniques of the National Division, and the person who had attacked was one of them!
His attainments in the Spiral Sword Form were above many people.
The sword was majestic, and if it swept through the main room, it would definitely mince everything in it into fine powder. Be it Qin Mu, Dutian Devil God, or Dragon Unicorn, they would all be pulverized!
"Don't have any killing intent towards that painting!"
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