Thud!
The headless body fell heavily to the ground.
What frightening swordsmanship.
Gan Yu's pallid cheeks twitched incessantly, stretched taut to the limit.
"To think you could comprehend an offensive method like this, combining a sword of the spirit with a tangible sword!"
Martial artists refined their intent and attained six senses mystic connection, perceiving the outside world in exquisite detail. The further they advanced, the more their perceptions gradually departed from the tangible realm, encompassing things such as killing intent and danger.
Lian Youming's swordsmanship complemented reality with illusion, manifesting a sword from intent. Though formless, it was entirely real within his opponent's perception.
Especially for those whose mental powers fell short of his. Unable to distinguish illusion from reality, the moment they moved to defend, their minds were seized, costing them the initiative in an instant and exposing an opening.
Lian Youming shook the longsword in his hand. The blood on its spine immediately showered down like rain, splashing onto the ground.
He had not been idle these past days. Relying on the Sword-Nurturing Chapter Chen Baihu had taught him, he had secluded himself day and night to refine his intent, like tempering a divine edge.
Added to this were the keen, vigorous energy cultivated through years of practicing the Witnessing Art and the internal qi accumulated through Geng Metal Sword Qi. His long accumulation had finally borne fruit. With his spirits soaring and his mind strengthened as well, the sword intent he achieved was naturally earth-shaking.
By now, it could be said that he not only excelled equally in offense and defense and possessed a physical body unrivaled in the world, but his mental powers also qualified him to stand alone in the martial world.
"What are you going to Wudang Mountain for?"
Holding his sword in