Ouyang Shuo placed his right hand on the front of the secret manual and the system notification rang out.
"System notification: Congratulations to player You Have Nothing for obtaining the Emperor Rank Killing Sword Scripture. Do you want to learn it?"
"Learn it!"
The secret manual in his hand turned into a bloody light and shot into Ouyang Shuo's forehead in the blink of an eye. In an instant, Ouyang Shuo's mind was pulled into a blood-red battlefield.
It was a red setting sun, withered grass, and a cold sky. Even the air was filled with a thick smell of blood.
Ouyang Shuo felt like he had seen this scene before.
The last thing he saw before his rebirth was this blood-red sky.
The horizon in the distance was low and empty.
On the battlefield, the war horses neighed and the sounds of killing shook the sky.
In the wilderness, on the black soil, two armies, one red and one black, were fighting. Looking closely, the numbers of the two armies were completely different. The red army was four times the black army.
Even so, the battle on the battlefield was still evenly matched.
This was all because of the peerless killing god that stood in the black army.
In the black army, a middle-aged general with a blurry face attracted Ouyang Shuo's attention. The middle-aged general wore Qin armor and held a Qin sword. Blood energy surged around him as he slaughtered his way through the chaotic army.
The Qin sword was made of fine iron. It was slender and thick, and the blade was covered in a thick blood energy.
The sword flashed and a head fell to the ground.
The strange thing was that the middle-aged general seemed to be able to sense Ouyang Shuo's gaze. His expression was cold as he raised his sword and started to practice sword techniques in the battle.
"First Kill!"
The middle-aged general's tone was calm. The Qin sword slashed forward and killed the enemy with a simple horizontal slash.
"Second Kill Soldier!"
The Qin sword that was slashed out didn't retract and followed up with a diagonal slash. A soldier on the opposite side didn't even have time to react and his throat was slit.
"Three Kill Soldier!"
The middle-aged general killed people like flies and didn't show any change in expression. He was able to move freely in the chaotic army. The Qin sword moved to the side and intercepted a soldier's scimitar. After blocking it, it quickly flicked the scimitar away and before the soldier could react, it stabbed into the enemy's chest.
The sharp Qin sword pierced through the soldier's armor and the enemy's heart.
"Four Slaughter Generals!"
The soldier was dead, and the one who stood in front of the middle-aged general was a black-faced general of the enemy army. The black-faced general wore red armor and wielded a scimitar. His aura was extremely ferocious, and it was obvious that he was not someone to be trifled with.
The middle-aged general's expression did not change. The Qin sword in his hand became more and more devilish. The sword moves from before were just the most basic sword moves. When he deduced the fourth move, it had already given birth to all sorts of variations.
Ouyang Shuo's eyes were dazzled as he watched the long sword slash, slash, and slash.
"Ha!"
The middle-aged general roared, and Qin Jian circulated his Collapsing Energy, directly breaking the enemy general's curved blade into two.
The black-faced general could not help but be shocked.
While he was distracted, Qin Jian had already turned around and dealt a fatal blow.
Ouyang Shuo's blood couldn't help but boil as he watched.
As expected of the Killing Sword Technique, as expected of the Sword Technique for close combat on the battlefield.
There was nothing fancy about each and every move. They were born to kill.
"Pentakill!"
The middle army's general started to practice the fifth move. Ouyang Shuo was the most confused about this move.
Was it suicide?
It was too contradictory.
As if he felt Ouyang Shuo's confusion, the middle-aged general's lips curled into a strange smile. A smile appeared on his blurry face. It was as horrifying as it could be.
Ouyang Shuo felt a chill down his spine as he watched.
The middle-aged general turned his sword around, and the tip of the sword instantly pierced towards his lower ribs. The long sword pierced through his body, and it did not stop, directly piercing through an enemy soldier behind the middle general.
So that's how it was.
Ouyang Shuo suddenly understood. The so-called Pentakill was to put oneself in a hopeless situation and then be reborn. In a hopeless situation, using the smallest price to exchange for the greatest killing power.
For this move, one had to have a precise grasp of the timing of the sword strike and the position where the sword would be struck. Otherwise, if the enemy didn't die and he was one step ahead, wouldn't that be a waste?
"Pentakill!"
With a swoosh, the middle-aged general pulled out the long sword from his body. Blood splattered everywhere, but he did not even frown.
Looking over, although the middle-aged general had displayed his might, the black army did not have the advantage in numbers. They were gradually being suppressed by the red tide and were about to be defeated.
The middle-aged general sneered as he swept his sword across.
It was an ordinary sweep, but it caused the world to change colors. There was a sudden clap of thunder in the silent sky.
The sanguine aura that enveloped the Divine Sword tore through the sword, transforming into red sharp blades that claimed lives. In an instant, dozens of soldiers fell.
Ouyang Shuo frowned when he saw this. He was puzzled. In his previous life, he was considered average among adventure-type players. He also had some insights into martial arts.
The martial arts set by Gaia in the game were derived from real martial arts. Logically speaking, even if it was enhanced, it should not exceed the boundaries of the laws of physics. It should still be restricted by mechanics.
He could not figure out the middle-aged general's move.
How was this a sword move? It had reached a horrifying stage. The middle-aged general was able to use the sword's condensed killing aura to kill people invisibly. It was like the means of immortals.
Wasn't killing with aura the means of immortals?
Could it be that the "Deathly Sword Canon" was not a real manual, and was just a setting of Gaia's game? That's not right. Gaia should not be so conflicted.
Previously, Gaia had announced that any "Canon" or "Canon" was definitely a real manual. As such, Ouyang Shuo could not figure it out.
Or could it be that Gaia had already extrapolated martial arts to this stage?
Thinking about it in this way was truly frightening.
Unfortunately, the middle-aged general did not seem to have any intention of explaining in detail to Ouyang Shuo. At this stage, learning the sword move depended on the individual's perception.
If he understood, he understood.
If he did not understand, he would not understand even if he explained.
Ouyang Shuo could only engrave the scene from before in his mind.
"Seven Slaughter Demon!"
The general did not stop. He cleared the surrounding enemies and charged with his sword, targeting the enemy's commander. All the enemies that stood in their way were killed one by one.
Ouyang Shuo noticed that the middle-aged general was able to use the first four moves freely during the battle.
Clearly, the Path of the Deathly Sword was not a simple seven moves. They could combine and adapt to the situation, giving rise to thousands of changes. It was enough for him to advance and retreat freely in a chaotic army.
The Deathly Sword was a sword of the Path of Killing and also a sword of survival.
To kill the enemy, one must first survive. This was an unbreakable truth since ancient times.
Other than an assassin, no one would not know how to protect themselves.
The Deathly Sword had done this to the extreme.
Because the Deathly Sword was the Sword Dao of the battlefield. On the battlefield, swords and spears had no eyes. Attacks were everywhere. Hidden arrows were even harder to defend against. Surviving on the battlefield and protecting oneself was a profound art.
The middle-aged general practiced the Deathly Sword to the extreme. Every move was a killing move, but it could also be instantly switched to a defensive move. He could switch between attack and defense freely like flowing water.
The vast army could not stop the middle-aged general at all. Everywhere he passed, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river.
"Quick, stop him!"
The enemy's commander was already panicking.
"Kill!"
The red wave did not fear death as it pounced towards the general in the middle.
Countless scimitars formed rays of saber light that covered the sky and earth. They were densely packed and there was nowhere to hide.
"Humph!"
The middle-aged general's expression did not change as he continued to move freely. The rows of enemies were not his match at all. From time to time, the general in the middle would use the Common Life Kill to reap lives.
Ouyang Shuo was fascinated by this. The more he looked, the more shocked he was.
Logically speaking, Shi Wansui and E Lai were ferocious generals. Ouyang Shuo did not even see them, but they were so ferocious and dared to take the head of a general in the middle of an army of ten thousand.
Where did the Deathly Sword Sutra come from?
Such a cultivation technique was only rated as an Emperor level cultivation technique. Ouyang Shuo wouldn't believe it even if he told him.
What kind of secrets were hidden within?
Ouyang Shuo did not have time to think too much as the middle-aged general had already charged in front of the enemy commander.
With another sweep, the people in front of him were all killed.
The enemy commander rode on a tall horse with a solemn expression. He was not an idiot and the spear in his hand was ready to be unleashed. He was going to make his last stand.
The general in the middle laughed coldly. With a 'peng', he jumped up from the flat ground. The sword in his hand stabbed forward, not bothering about the spear that was stabbing towards him.
The devilish long sword was like a shooting star, slashing through the air and instantly stabbing into the enemy's chest.
"Eh!"
The enemy commander lowered his head in disbelief as he looked at the sharp blade in front of his chest.
The spear in his hand brushed past the body of the general in the middle before falling to the ground powerlessly. At the crucial moment, the sword of the general in the middle was a step faster.
The essence of this move was in the word 'fast'.
Ouyang Shuo's eyes were filled with fascination as he watched. The so-called 'Ghost God Kill' naturally did not kill real ghosts or gods, but the enemy commander on duty.
The entire Deathly Sword Sutra was designed for the battlefield. Every move was targeted at the enemy on the battlefield.
No wonder there would be such a description in the evaluation: Deathly Sword Sutra. The Qin Army used the Qin Sword on the battlefield to refine a peerless sword technique.
Such a Sword Dao was worthy of the word 'peerless'.
The enemy commander was killed and everyone was in an uproar. They all rushed forward and wanted to tear the body of the middle-aged general into pieces.
The general in the middle jumped off his warhorse and slashed the air with his long sword. The red light became more and more devilish. He raised his head and looked at Ouyang Shuo for the last time. He coldly spat out four words, "Hundred Mile Butcher."
Ouyang Shuo's heart trembled. This was the ultimate move of the Deathly Sword Sutra.
The red light on the body of the sword seemed to have absorbed enough blood energy from the body of the enemy commander. In an instant, a huge amount of blood energy burst out and turned into hundreds and thousands of small red swords.
Silence. The entire battlefield was instantly silent.
Hundreds of soldiers were killed in an instant.
Bug, this is a bug. Ouyang Shuo exclaimed in his heart.
[Hundred Mile Butcher]: Once the Deathly Sword Sutra is unleashed, there will be no one within a hundred mile radius.
Ouyang Shuo originally thought that this sentence was just for show. He did not expect that it was actually true.
[Hundred Man Butcher?]
Ouyang Shuo muttered to himself. (To be continued.)
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