Ever since learning that this world held a group of people who cultivated the Dao and sought immortality, Kong Wu had yearned for the carefree sight of cultivators flying on swords.
But after personally killing several cultivators with the system's help, that longing had faded somewhat.
The methods of those cultivators looked rather mysterious, but before his physical body, they seemed so fragile.
As for the ability to fly on a sword, he had never witnessed it before.
And now, he was seeing the scene he had once yearned for so intensely.
"This sword is the greatest fortune I've gained since beginning my cultivation."
After Hu Qiying summoned his flying sword, the anger on his face faded somewhat. He gazed at the jade sword floating before him with a gentle look in his eyes.
It was a flying sword of the magical treasure level.
Its quality surpassed even that of spirit artifacts.
Throughout Qingzhou, apart from those True Persons at the Golden Core stage, only a handful of people possessed magical treasures.
However, his magical treasure had one major flaw.
Perhaps something had gone wrong during its forging, causing this flying sword to be usable only ten times. Each time it was summoned, it could remain active for the time it took an incense stick to burn.
After ten uses, it would lose its spirituality and become ordinary jade.
And now, this sword had only two uses left.
That was also why Hu Qiying had not taken out this flying sword at the very beginning.
Even he had not expected that Kong Wu, whom he had thought he could easily toy with and kill, would suddenly become someone capable of threatening his own life.
However, the moment he summoned this flying sword, Kong Wu's fate had already been decided.
With a thought, Hu Qiying formed a hand seal and drove the jade sword toward Kong Wu.
The flying sword moved incredibly fast. It broke through the sound barrier with a sharp whistle and appeared before Kong Wu in an instant.
Hu Qiying's expression was calm, as though victory was already firmly in his grasp.
But everything that happened today was destined to shatter his understanding.
Clang!
A crisp sound rang out. This supposedly foolproof strike had actually been knocked aside by Kong Wu's saber.
Only a white mark remained on the Evil-Slaying Saber.
The jade sword spun through the air and flew toward the sky, but Hu Qiying did not control it immediately.
"A magical treasure?!"
He widened his eyes as he stared at the Evil-Slaying Saber in Kong Wu's hand, his face filled with astonishment.
Although he had previously felt that the strangely shaped saber in Kong Wu's hand was unusual, he had never considered the possibility that it was a magical treasure.
That was because whether it was a spirit artifact or a magical treasure, it required True Qi to unleash its full power.
There was not the slightest fluctuation of True Qi from Kong Wu's body. How could he possibly be carrying a magical treasure?
Yet judging from the situation before him, the Evil-Slaying Saber had withstood a strike from the jade sword without suffering any damage. In terms of material alone, it was already no different from a magical treasure.
Kong Wu did not answer. He merely looked at the faintly glowing rune on the Evil-Slaying Saber.
That was another attribute the Evil-Slaying Saber had gained when its Evil-Slaying Value reached ten points.
Hardness!
An indestructible hardness.
In the sky, the jade sword stopped spinning, drew an arc, and flew back to Hu Qiying's side.
So what if it's a magical treasure? He has no True Qi fluctuations. He can only rely on its own toughness to fight.
All I need to do is kill him, and this magical-treasure saber will be mine.
Hu Qiying's eyes shone as he greedily stared at the Evil-Slaying Saber in Kong Wu's hand.
A magical treasure—how rare was such a thing in Qingzhou?
Even with the defective flying sword in his own hand, Hu Qiying had once fought his way through more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators to seize it.
And now, a complete magical treasure lay before him.
As he pondered, Hu Qiying licked the corner of his mouth. The hand seal in his grip changed, and he drove the flying sword into the attack.
Clang!
Kong Wu once again raised his saber to block. But the flying sword, knocked away, drew an arc through the air, its speed not decreasing but increasing as it flew back once more.
Kong Wu had just swung his saber and had no time to draw it back for defense. He could only twist his body as far to the side as he could.
Pfft!
A wound with flesh peeled outward appeared on his abdomen. Only a thread of blood spurted out before Kong Wu used his muscles to constrict the blood vessels around it, preventing heavy bleeding.
Hu Qiying continuously formed hand seals, and the flying sword immediately turned back.
"Senior Kong... the situation looks bad."
Liu Gu hid in the distance, narrowing his eyes as he watched the indistinct battlefield.
He did not understand battles between cultivators.
But he could tell that as the azure light flew ceaselessly through the air, the injuries on Kong Wu's body were gradually multiplying.
Kong Wu's hair was disheveled. He swung the Evil-Slaying Saber wildly, and the ground around him was covered in terrifying cracks.
Despite that, the small flying sword could always find gaps in his saber light and strike him whenever it found an opening.
This won't do...
With the corner of his eye, Kong Wu glanced at Hu Qiying in the distance, who was constantly changing his hand seals. While defending against the flying sword, he gradually moved toward him.
After a while, following another clash between the Evil-Slaying Saber and the flying sword, Kong Wu did not dodge. Instead, he charged straight toward the flying sword.
This time, the flying sword struck him squarely in the left chest and pierced straight through. Blood gushed forth, but Kong Wu not only did not stop—his entire body suddenly accelerated, and he swept the Evil-Slaying Saber across.
Before him, Hu Qiying seemed not to have reacted in time. He stood there blankly, the hand seal in his hands still changing without pause.
Behind Kong Wu, the flying sword also drew an arc and turned back.
"Die!"
Kong Wu roared. Both his arms suddenly swelled, and he swung down with a howling force.
But just as the Evil-Slaying Saber was about to reach him, Hu Qiying suddenly looked up.
An inexplicable smile hung on his face.
Whoosh!
The Evil-Slaying Saber cleaved through Hu Qiying's afterimage, splitting it in two.
At the same time, the jade flying sword stabbed toward Kong Wu's left chest from behind.
That was where his heart was.
It's over!
Hu Qiying, hidden somewhere nearby, could not help letting out a long sigh of relief as he watched this scene.
As long as the flying sword pierced his heart, Kong Wu would certainly die.
The next moment, just as the jade flying sword was about to strike Kong Wu in the back of the heart, a layer of blood mist suddenly burst from Kong Wu's body, concealing him completely.
What's going on?
Hu Qiying froze for a moment, frowning as he stared at the scene.
Could it be that the flying sword pierced his heart, and the blood that splashed out...
Suddenly, his eyes widened, as though something unbelievable had happened.
Through his connection with the flying sword, he could sense its location. This allowed him to control it more effectively.
But now, in his perception, the flying sword had suddenly appeared behind him.
And it was practically within arm's reach.
He hurriedly turned his head. What entered his view was a figure with long hair flying wildly, muscles bulging across his body, and crimson markings covering his skin.
The tip of a flying sword was embedded in the flesh of the figure's back, radiating a faint azure light.
The next moment, that figure raised a strangely shaped saber and hacked down viciously.
"I found you!"
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