A Startling Sword
The black-clothed masked man formed a sword seal. His eyes were filled with cold fury, and he no longer dared to be careless. Although he had taken advantage of his carelessness, he definitely could not face an enemy who could injure him in one strike with the same attitude as a fourth layer Qi Practitioner.
However, he was not worried. If he wanted to use a close-range weapon to fight against a flying sword, it would only be possible if he had an overwhelming advantage. Otherwise, he would definitely be slaughtered.
Li Qingshan also knew this. He shook the Whale's Ingestion of Water, and the ice saber suddenly turned into an ice shield. With a series of clanging sounds, the flying sword changed directions dozens of times and hit the ice shield dozens of times. Not only did it not break the ice shield, but it also froze over, and its speed became slightly slower.
The flying sword shook once again, and its speed recovered. It continuously searched for Li Qingshan's weakness like a snake or a bird.
However, the Whale's Ingestion of Water was filled with Ice Condensate Water, and the ice shield it formed was half a foot thick. It covered most of Li Qingshan's body. Although the flying sword was extremely agile, it could not break through it in a short period of time.
"A high grade spirit weapon!" The black-clothed masked man's eyes became even colder and brighter. According to that woman, even the beast core was sold by him. This was actually a blessing in disguise. Killing this person would definitely reap great rewards.
He took out a scroll from his hundred treasures pouch and unfurled it. The strokes on the scroll were twisted, and there was Sword Qi. It was another Cursive Sword Calligraphy!
Li Qingshan's hair stood on end. A strong sense of danger surged in his heart, as if a great disaster was about to befall him.
Dozens of Sword Qi cut through the raging wind, pierced through the drifting snow, and flew toward Li Qingshan.
"Vertical" was the fastest, and in the blink of an eye, it was right in front of Li Qingshan's eyes, and pierced deeply into the ice shield.
"Horizontal" was the slowest, but it was majestic and contained power. It seemed to be able to cut through all life, and it left a deep mark on the ice shield, causing ice shards to fly everywhere.
"Skimming" and "Suppressing" drew a deadly arc as they circled around Li Qingshan's back and went straight for his unprotected back at almost the same time.
But the most subtle and fatal one was a "hook". It suddenly hooked into the sky, then hooked into the earth. There was no way to predict its trajectory. It suddenly hooked into the black frozen earth. Li Qingshan felt a cold murderous aura seeping out from the soles of his feet, trying to hook his life and soul.
The flying sword did not stop at all. It kept searching for Li Qingshan's flaws.
Li Qingshan let out a growl. The Whale's Ingestion of Water spat out all of the Ice Condensate water, forming a ball of ice around him. It also formed the shape of the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell.
Piercing, smashing, slicing, and ripping. The ball of ice that was supposed to be tougher than steel was like a fragile soap bubble under the assault of the sword Qi. It produced a series of cracking sounds, and cracks immediately covered the entire ball of ice.
Li Qingshan was amazed. This was the first time he had witnessed the true power of the Cursive Sword Calligraphy in the hands of someone else. The true qi of an eighth layer Qi Practitioner granted the Cursive Sword Calligraphy absolute destructive and lethal power.
If Li Qingshan had not used Ice Condensate water but regular spring water or even spiritual water, he definitely would not have been able to block the attack.
But at a closer glance, the Cursive Sword Calligraphy in the masked man's hand paled in comparison to his own, both in terms of size and glow. It was only equivalent to a high grade spiritual artifact.
The masked man was slightly surprised. Who knew how many Qi Practitioners stronger than him he had killed with this Sword Calligraphy, yet it actually failed to breach the defences of a puny Qi Practitioner today.
The flying sword hovered in the air quietly. The masked man said, "Where did you get that high grade spiritual artifact in your hand from? It can actually block my sword Qi?"
"No wonder you're so determined to obtain the Sword Qi Calligraphy. So you really do have another fragment. It won't be so easy to kill me now. " Li Qingshan shook the Whale's Ingestion of Water, and the ball of ice once again transformed into an ice blade. There were no cracks on it, but it had consumed a lot of his true qi. He took out a spirit stone to recover his true qi.
The masked man suddenly laughed loudly.
Li Qingshan said, "What are you laughing at?"
The masked man said, "The more good things you have, the happier I will be. Because these things will all belong to me in the end."
Li Qingshan said, "Is that so? Then it looks like I have to laugh too. "
The masked man narrowed his eyes. "You've seen my moves Just Now. Do you still think you can escape death? Your arrogance is indeed not bad. Even I was almost fooled by you. But little tricks are useless in the face of absolute strength. " He touched the terrible wound on his chest. Under the effect of his true qi, it had already begun to heal. It wouldn't be long before it would be as good as new.
The reason why he had stopped to talk to Li Qingshan was largely because he wanted to use this opportunity to recover from his injuries. He wanted to use his Zhenqi to expel the cold air from his body. His injuries were basically healed, so he didn't waste any more words. He pointed at Li Qingshan. "Go!"
The flying sword shot towards him. Li Qingshan also used the spirit stone to recover his true qi. He didn't transform into his demon form. He couldn't release his demon aura here. The surrounding desolate mountains could be hiding many Qi Practitioners preparing to participate in the Herb Gathering Ceremony. There might be spying eyes on the distant peaks of the snowy mountains.
They were here to kill demons. Once they felt the demonic aura, even Foundation Establishment Cultivators might be alerted. He couldn't take this risk.
A normal fourth layer Qi Practitioner obviously couldn't defeat an eighth layer Qi Practitioner. But he wasn't just a normal fourth layer Qi Practitioner. Moreover, he still had a trump card that he hadn't used yet!
With a "thud", the flying sword stabbed into the shield.
Li Qingshan took out the low-grade spirit shield that he hadn't used for a long time and turned it into the size of a table in front of him.
In his other hand, he used the Whale's Ingestion of Water to suck in all the ice and water. He pointed it at the black-clothed masked man on the treetop.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Countless icicles shot out.
The black-clothed masked man didn't care. He waved his sleeves, and a strange air current appeared dozens of feet in front of him. Although it wasn't very strong, with a light flick, all the icicles were deflected.
Clang, clang, clang. The icicles shot into the dense forest. The treetop trembled, and snow fell.
There was a huge sound. It was as if a group of invisible elephants had charged into the forest. The towering trees toppled one after another. The icicles shot into the tree trunks and exploded with a cold air current that froze the tree trunks. The impact directly snapped many of the giant trees in half.
It could be seen that the power of this move wasn't weak. If it was used to deal with a sixth layer Qi Practitioner, it would be a terrifying killing move. However, it was far from enough to deal with an eighth layer Qi Practitioner. Every time a meridian was opened, the true qi would multiply. This black-clothed masked man didn't just have powerful true qi, he also had exquisite techniques.
The black-clothed masked man seemed to be a bit impatient. However, he only controlled the flying sword to attack. He wasn't willing to take a step closer to Li Qingshan. Instead, he was constantly on guard against him. He had a deep understanding of the terror of body refiners. He definitely wouldn't give him any chance to attack.
He focused all his attention on the flying sword. The flying sword's speed became faster and faster. The sword's body was long gone. Only countless sword lights could be seen. They interweaved around Li Qingshan, forming a sword net.
A series of ringing sounds rang out. Li Qingshan brandished the shield to defend himself. Every time the sword light streaked past, it would leave a deep cut on the shield. In the blink of an eye, the shield was covered in scars. The spiritual qi around it had dimmed to the extreme. It was already on the verge of collapse.
Li Qingshan stood in place, unable to move. He knew very well that if he moved, he would reveal an opening, giving the flying sword an opportunity to attack. Moreover, even if he could get close and engage in close combat, he wouldn't be able to gain any advantage over an eighth layer Qi Practitioner.
But if he didn't move, wouldn't it be even more impossible for him to win?
He was like a wild beast crawling in the grass, silently waiting for an opportunity to appear. It was fine if he didn't move, but once he did, he would definitely kill.
However, the sword net pressed closer and closer. The longer he waited, the smaller the chance he had. He decided that if there wasn't an opportunity, he would create one himself. He suddenly raised the shield in his hand and knocked the flying sword back several meters. However, this move also left his chest wide open.
A hint of ridicule appeared in the black-clothed masked man's eyes. The flying sword shot out at an even faster speed.
With a whoosh, the Cursive Sword Calligraphy unfurled and blocked in front of Li Qingshan's chest. Dozens of sharp sword qi rushed out.
The flying sword collided with a vertical one and was immediately sent flying by a horizontal one. It was completely unable to block this wave of sword qi.
The black-clothed masked man's heart trembled. He looked at the Sword Qi Book that was even bigger than his own and revealed a look of shock. Then, he really wanted to laugh out loud. 'I didn't think that the reason why this brat is willing to spend so much money to buy the Sword Qi Book is because he has another fragment.'
If it was an ordinary eighth layer Qi Practitioner, their life would probably be in danger when faced with this sudden wave of sword qi. However, it was nothing to him. He shook the Sword Calligraphy in his hand again. His true qi was many times denser than Li Qingshan's, so he could use the Sword Calligraphy much more freely. He didn't have to worry about using it once and exhausting all his true qi.
The two waves of sword qi collided in the air, but they didn't clash fiercely or cancel each other out. Instead, they directly fused into one, condensing into an ink-like black liquid that changed its shape in an instant.
Both Li Qingshan and the black-clothed masked man revealed looks of ecstasy. This scene proved that the two styles of calligraphy were made by the same hand and that there was a possibility of them fusing together.
However, this scene only lasted for an instant. The black liquid stretched to its limit, as if the pressure inside it had gone out of control. It exploded once again and turned into an indiscriminate wave of sword qi that spread out in all directions.
Both of their expressions changed. They didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless. Before the sword qi had even been released, the momentum of the sword was already like an avalanche and a tsunami, covering the sky and earth. This kind of power had already surpassed a supreme-grade spiritual artifact.
The black-clothed masked man shot into the sky like a black arrow. Li Qingshan didn't have time to dodge, so he knelt down on one knee and held the shield in his left hand and the Whale's Ingestion of Water in his right hand. In front of him, they formed an extremely narrow and seven-foot-thick ice block.
The sword wheel flashed, and all the ice and snow within a radius of a hundred feet disappeared. The black-clothed masked man looked down from the sky and saw a black circle on the white ground. He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He was inexplicably excited. If he could control this kind of power, which Qi Practitioner would be able to oppose him?
With a bang, only half of the round shield in Li Qingshan's hand remained. The spiritual qi on it had completely disappeared, and it was completely destroyed. As for the ice block in front of him, it was as easy as cutting a piece of paper.
Li Qingshan was also shocked. If this Sword Qi hadn't scattered in all directions at will, but had been slightly controlled by someone, he would be a dead man now. Even if he transformed into a demon, he would still be severely injured.
Even so, it was equivalent to him destroying an upper grade spiritual artifact and a lower grade spiritual artifact to barely block this Sword Qi. Fortunately, the Whale's Ingestion of Water was made of water and could repair itself. Otherwise, it would have been a great loss.
He raised his head and looked at the black-clothed masked man in the sky. His eyes were cold, and the bamboo basket behind him had already disappeared.
The black-clothed masked man looked at the bamboo basket that was flying towards him. He was shocked and didn't know what kind of move this was, but he didn't dare to be careless. He separated his hands, and a black force soared into the sky, tearing the bamboo basket into pieces.
A cold light flashed, like a meteor falling from the sky, tearing the force. Before the sword arrived, the Sword Qi seemed to have already passed through his body. The black-clothed masked man's eyes widened, and his body slightly stiffened.
Not only was he shocked by the Sword Will, but he was also shocked and terrified. This Sword Will was clearly the same as the one in the Sword Writings. Could it be that there was really someone talented enough to understand the Sword Will? What was even more unbelievable was that the person holding the sword was actually a child who wasn't even ten years old.
Li Qingshan was shocked. When did this girl's swordsmanship reach such a level? Even from such a distance, he could feel the horror of the Sword Will. He couldn't help but think, if this sword was aimed at him, how would he deal with it? However, he couldn't come up with a suitable answer.
Of course, he was originally a combat type. In a real life and death battle, he could only stimulate his full potential.
And the huge crisis of life and death made the black-clothed masked man instantly come to his senses. He wanted to dodge, but found that it was impossible to do so. This didn't mean that it was impossible to borrow strength from the air. An eighth layer Qi Practitioner could casually release a wave of True Qi and fly over thirty meters.
Little Ann held the sword in her hand, the tip pointing straight at the black-clothed masked man. The tip of the sword was not straight, and it constantly trembled slightly.
Li Qingshan felt that it was extremely familiar. He suddenly remembered that in the box of the Sundry Goods Store, Little Ann had been lying on the ground, and her small hand had been constantly drawing in the air.
It turned out that after obtaining the Sword Qi Writings, Little Ann had already completed a portion of the Cursive Sword Writings' Sword Will. And when Li Qingshan had been fighting with the black-clothed masked man, although she had been hiding in the bamboo basket, it hadn't affected her observation of the outside world at all.
With a single glance, she could clearly see the strokes on the Cursive Sword Writings in the black-clothed masked man's hands, and she could even feel the Sword Qi it released up close.
For ordinary people, this was just something that happened in the blink of an eye, and they wouldn't care at all. But for her, this brief glimpse was enough.
In the world of geniuses, one only needed to comprehend. The three Cursive Sword Writings overlapped in her mind, forming this sword. She had already obtained a trace of that ancient sword immortal's Sword Will.
Like a comet striking the moon, in the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, there was no time for the flying sword to save him, and there was no time for the talisman to be taken out. The black-clothed masked man frantically stretched out his hand, releasing all the True Qi in his body. A black energy swirled out like a tornado.
Just like in the box, the tip of the sword suddenly stopped trembling, and all the strokes converged into a single point.
Little Ann and the black-clothed masked man brushed past each other, and both of them fell from the sky.
Li Qingshan hurriedly rushed forward and caught Little Ann in his arms. She was sweating profusely, and the smell of sandalwood was growing stronger. Her eyes were dim, but they were still clear. She was just exhausted.
The black-clothed masked man did a somersault and landed steadily on the ground. He pointed at Li Qingshan and then at Little Ann. "You …" Just as he said one word, an arrow of blood spurted out of his throat, and he flew to Li Qingshan.
He trembled a few times, and then collapsed.
With a loud rumble, hundreds of giant trees slowly tilted and fell to the ground. The sound echoed through the valley like thunder.
At the same time, the hidden blade in Little Ann's hand turned to dust, and was blown away by the wind. The power of that one sword strike was not something a low-grade spiritual artifact could endure. At the same time, it had exhausted all of her energy.
The effect was to instantly kill an eighth layer Qi Practitioner.
Little Ann stared at Li Qingshan and raised her chin. "I'll keep my word!"
Li Qingshan rubbed her nose. "Alright then, I guess you're right!"
The flying sword fell from the sky like a dead snake. It was swept up by true energy, and fell into Li Qingshan's hand. At the same time, he picked up the hundred treasures pouch and the remnant of the Cursive Sword Calligraphy. Little Ann released a wisp of fire from her fingertip, and it drilled into the corpse, destroying all traces of it. Her body instantly recovered.
Li Qingshan said, "Someone will be here soon. We can't stay here for long. Let's go!"
He had killed a powerful enemy without transforming and obtained the Spirit Artifact that he had yearned for even in his dreams. However, for some reason, that sense of danger did not dissipate. It was still hanging over his head like a dark cloud, so he chose to leave immediately.
The two of them vanished into the messy valley. A while later, a group of Qi Practitioners arrived. They stared at the surroundings in shock and looked at one another. Just Now, were there Foundation Establishment cultivators fighting here?
Only the leading Qi Practitioner frowned slightly. He was young, and his face was as smooth as jade. He was a ninth layer Qi Practitioner. Although practising qi could slow down aging, it was clear that he was not old. He could be regarded as a genius no matter where he was at an age like that.
He asked indifferently, "Song Ming, are you sure it's this direction?"
He wore the same uniform of the Pheasant's Grace mountain as Song Ming, except there were three multicolored plumes embroidered on his chest, one more than Song Ming. All the other Qi Practitioners gathered around him. Not a single one of them was not a disciple of the Pheasant's Grace mountain.
Song Ming went up in a hurry and said politely, "Yes, first senior brother. Many people have personally witnessed it. It can't be wrong."
The first senior brother said, "Then where is he right now?" His voice was still as calm as ever, but it originated from his absolute confidence in his strength.
Song Ming hesitated. "T- he's definitely nearby."
Before the first senior brother could say anything, another Qi Practitioner beside him said, "Junior brother Song, the Herb Gathering ceremony is about to begin. How do we have the time to look for him with you? If you want us to avenge you, you better be a little smarter. "
Song Ming became furious, but he did not dare to lose his temper, as the person who spoke was also a core disciple of the Pheasant's Grace mountain, and he was at the seventh layer.
The first senior brother raised his hand, and all the voices quietened down. "Bullying Song Ming is bullying all the disciples of our Pheasant's Grace mountain. As the first senior brother, I can't just stand up for you. I can't not get my revenge!"
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