The moment Edgeless crashed into the palm of Qin Tiexin, the blade made a dull buzzing sound, as if the entire knife was excited from the handle to the tip.
Qin Tiexin frowned.
It is seven feet, seven inches long and weighs 6,300 kilograms. Even in the hands of monk Body Tempering Peak, this is a heavy knife that requires both hands to hold together to barely lift it. But in the hands of Qin Tiexin, who is four feet tall at this moment, the handle of the knife is only enough for him to hold it with one hand, and the length of the blade is less than one of his arms.
He looked down at the knife in his hand, and for the first time an expression appeared on his empty face: he was not satisfied. It was like an adult looking at a wooden sword played by a child.
What he didn't notice was that at the moment Edgeless was attached to his palm, the [soldier] symbol in his palm had already been attached to the handle of the knife. The dark golden light of the runes spread from the handle of the knife, spreading outward layer by layer along the lines of the blade, wrapping the entire dark heavy knife in a very light golden halo.
Edgeless seemed to understand his thoughts.
The pitch-black blade began to tremble violently, with a frequency that was too fast to be detected by the naked eye. Only vague ripples could be seen in the air around the blade. An invisible suction force burst out from the depths of the blade and spread in all directions.
The first person to respond was a dagger scattered at the feet of Qin Tiexin. The dagger was originally buried in the rubble, but was blown here by the previous shock wave, and the sword was covered with cracks. It bounced up from the rubble under the suction of Edgeless, with the sword tip facing up and the hilt facing down, and was pulled by some force to fly towards Edgeless.
The moment the dagger hit Edgeless Saber, a circle of ripples appeared on the surface of the dark blade like water, and then the dagger disappeared. The dagger was swallowed by Edgeless. The ripples on the blade quickly calmed down, as if nothing had happened.
Qin Tiexin looked down at the knife in his hand. The blade had grown less than half an inch, and the change was almost invisible to the naked eye. However, the dent left by the fist mark on the blade had become lighter.
Then came the second one. A long spear that was broken into two parts flew over from the corner of the cave. The head and barrel of the spear hit the blade one after another and were also swallowed up.
The third one, a pair of short-handled hammers, got stuck in the crack of the stone wall. It was pulled out of the crack by the suction force, and the hammer head flew into the blade with stone chips.
The fourth, fifth, tenth, and fiftieth weapons. All kinds of weapons flew out from every corner of the cave. The personal weapons scattered by the monks when Storage Bag was taken away, Storage Bag and the spare weapons stored in the storage rings, and the remains of Law Artifact that sank to the bottom of the blood pool and were exposed as the water dried up.
Knives, swords, spears, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, and forks.
Daggers and short thorns fly the fastest, they are the lightest, spinning in the suction field like fallen leaves being sucked into a vortex and flying towards Edgeless. Heavy weapons fly slower, but there are more of them, hundreds of body cultivators His personal weapons included no less than fifty heavy knives and no less than thirty pairs of heavy hammers. They broke out from the stone chamber above the cave, struggled to fly from the rubble in the corridor, and rolled out from the depths of the cracks in the ground.
They all flew towards the growing black heavy knife in Qin Tiexin's hand.
Edgeless is devouring it. Every time a weapon is integrated into the blade, the blade becomes larger by one point.
Seven feet eight, seven feet nine, eight feet.
The dents and cracks on the blade were constantly repaired during the devouring process, the fist mark became lighter and disappeared, the gaps on the back of the blade were filled up, and the fine gaps on the blade became smooth again.
Eight feet five, nine feet, one foot.
Edgeless's blade no longer just grows, it becomes wider and thicker, and the arc of the blade's back is slowly forming. The dark golden halo on the blade extends from the handle to the tip, like an awakening meridian.
True Person Xueying in mid-air finally reacted.
"What is this?!"
Although he didn't know what was going on, True Person Xueying knew that he couldn't let him continue.
He resisted the erosion of the cold will coming from the scimitar's handle and swung the knife again. This time his target was the right hand holding Edgeless.
A 15-foot arc-shaped blade emerged from the scimitar and struck Qin Tiexin in an instant.
Qin Tiexin's right hand retreated quickly, but the sword light was too fast. The sword light brushed against Edgeless's blade, and an extremely harsh sound of gold and iron exploded in the cave. Along with a dull breaking sound, Edgeless was cut into two pieces by the sword light.
The upper half of the blade fell to the gravel ground with a clang, while the lower half was still in Qin Tiexin's hand. Only the handle less than six feet long was left with a fragment of the blade.
True Person Xueying breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, this knife can still be cut off.
He glanced at the weapons that were constantly flying from all directions. If he allowed this knife to continue to swallow him, the consequences would be disastrous.
But before he could relax, he picked it up again.
The half of the blade that fell to the ground was broken into more than a dozen pieces, but each piece flew up again and was pulled back by the suction field at the Edgeless Saber handle.
The fragments hit the broken section of the broken blade, blended into it silently, and merged with the blade again. The cracks in the section completely disappeared within a few breaths, as if the sword had never cut at all.
And the weapons that were still flying around did not stop at all because of this knife, and they continued to flow towards Edgeless.
One foot one, one foot two, one foot five.
True Person Xueying Watching the torrent of weapons flying past his head and side, watching them crash into the blade of the heavy black knife without hesitation and then disappearing, watching the dark golden halo on the knife becoming brighter and brighter as more and more weapons were swallowed, he finally understood one thing.
This knife cannot be allowed to continue to grow, nor can this monster continue to live.
He swung the sword again, and the scimitar buzzed in his hand. The cold will was getting stronger and stronger, and he could feel that his sea of consciousness was slowly being covered by a blood-colored film.
But he couldn't care less. He used all his spiritual power, and streaks of blood-colored sword light flew out from the scimitar, slashing at Qin Tiexin and the heavy knife in his hand that was devouring the weapon crazily. The sword light was as dense as a rainstorm, and each one was powerful enough to kill monk Meridian Opening Realm instantly.
Qin Tiexin stopped waiting. He knew that he could not continue to stand where he was. He used his legs to bounce up from the ground, and swept the growing blade in his hand from bottom to top, smashing the oncoming sword light into pieces. Although Edgeless was also cut off into several pieces, it was absorbed and restored to its original state.
Then he turned half a circle in the air with the power of a sweep, and slashed horizontally towards the location of True Person Xueying.
The wind pressure caused by the sweeping sweep of the blade rolled up all the gravel on the cave floor, forming a trail of gravel behind the blade. The blade was not fast, after all, the blade was only a little over a foot long, but the pressure already made True Person Xueying's pupils shrink.
True Person Xueying's figure spread out and turned into blood mist, disappearing on the spot. The blade swept through the middle of the blood mist, cutting nothing.
True Person Xueying re-condensed his figure two feet above him, and was about to swing his sword to counterattack, when he suddenly frowned. The moment he re-condensed, he felt something was wrong. The Blood Qi in his body was less, not much, only a tiny trace, but it was indeed missing.
At the Golden Core Peak level, Qi and Blood's perception of every bit of himself is extremely accurate, and he can detect even a tiny bit less.
He lowered his head and looked at the knife in Qin Tiexin's hand. Black light flowed on the Edgeless blade, and an extremely weak dark red flashed on the edge of the blade. He was too familiar with that color, it was his own Blood Qi.
Is it an illusion? Or even though the knife just missed him, some kind of power on the knife rubbed away a little bit from the edge when he fled into the mist Blood Qi?
Qin Tiexin didn't give him time to think. After landing, he jumped up again. The Edgeless in his hand had grown to 1.5 feet. The 1.5 foot blade already had the momentum of a heavy sword in his hand.
The blade is broad and thick, the back of the blade is square, and the dark golden halo on the blade is flowing uncertainly, and it looks like it has regained some of its previous splendor.
True Person Xueying didn't dare to be too confident. But he didn't activate the sword light of the scimitar. Every time he activated the sword light, the erosion of the cold will on him would be aggravated. The last thing he wanted to do now was to use the sword light frequently.
He held the scimitar in his hand and blocked it directly with the blade.
The two knives collided in the air. After all, the scimitar was a Law Treasure weapon with a grade far superior to that of Edgeless. The blade cut into the side of Edgeless Saber's body, leaving a three-inch deep mark.
The black metal on both sides of the knife mark glowed with a dark red luster as if it had been burned, but within two breaths, a halberd flying from a distance merged into Edgeless Saber's body, and the knife mark disappeared.
Several more weapons flew towards him, and Edgeless continued to devour it, and the blade grew another two inches.
True Person Xueying gritted his teeth and continued to draw the knife. The scimitar turned into a dense shadow in his hand, and each knife landed on Edgeless Saber accurately, sometimes on the back of the knife, sometimes on the blade, and sometimes on the weakest connection above the handle.
After all, the grade of the scimitar was too high, and each cut left deep or shallow scars on Edgeless's body. The heaviest cut almost cut Edgeless in half again. The blade was cut two-thirds of the way, leaving only a thin layer of metal on the back of the blade still connected. But the next batch of weapons flew in, blended in, and the cut marks disappeared again.
True Person Xueying looked at the scar that was completely healed within three breaths, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
How come people recover so quickly and the knife recovers so quickly?
The two figures kept colliding and separating in the cave. Qin Tiexin would immediately bounce up every time it landed. The blade in his hand swept across, slashed diagonally, lifted upwards, and slashed downwards. There were no moves or routines, only the most concise and optimal attack path judged by the body.
True Person Xueying relied on the secret technique of mist to escape from the blade again and again, leaving new wounds on Qin Tiexin's body and new scars on the blade. But his scimitar could no longer cut off a large piece of flesh and blood like the first blade, and he no longer dared to use the blade.
Every time he used the scimitar, the cold will eroded him more and more. From the beginning, he could only suppress it with spiritual power, but later he needed to dedicate a part of Divine Sense to resist.
Every time he swung the knife, he had to do two things at the same time: kill someone, and guard against killing himself with the knife.
If this continues, the only person who will fall will be himself.
At this moment, as the two giant hammers struggled to squeeze through the breach at the top of the cave and crashed into the Edgeless Saber body, the size of the entire knife finally broke through a key node.
Two feet and nine feet.
Qin Tiexin holds the handle of the knife with both hands, the blade is horizontally in front of the body, and the tip of the knife points in the direction of True Person Xueying. The size is just right, exactly.
Qin Tiexin stood on the spot, raised Edgeless high, raised the blade above his head, and then smashed the blade downward with all his strength. The full strength of the four-foot giant and the weight of the two-foot-nine-foot sword were all compressed in this smash. The blade fell so fast that the air was split into a short vacuum zone, and the air on both sides of the blade poured in and made a harsh sonic boom.
True Person Xueying's eyes widened, and he wanted to turn his body into blood mist. This has been the instinctive reaction he relied on most in hundreds of years of fighting, and it was the strongest trump card that allowed him to escape from fatal attacks countless times.
But this time, the blood mist was slowed down by an invisible force halfway through.
Just a little too slow that he couldn't notice, before he completely turned into blood mist, Edgeless's blade hit his body that was not fully Intangibility.
True Person Xueying was smashed into a ball of blood mist.
The blood mist rolled several times in the air before re-condensing into a human form a few feet away. True Person Xueying knelt on one knee on a protruding rock platform below the cave dome, with his right hand still clutching the handle of the scimitar. His chest heaved violently, and a stream of bright red blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.
Part of his original Qi and Blood was shattered by the knife, and part of it was sucked away by the blade as it passed through. He felt the total amount of Qi and Blood in his body, which was nearly 20% less than before the war started.
This is impossible and shouldn't be possible. The secret technique of mist dissolving can theoretically avoid all physical attacks. This was something he learned from the natal talent of the Blood Devil clan and has never failed in the past two hundred years.
It's that knife!!
The knife sucked away his Qi and Blood when it passed through the blood mist.
He looked down at the giant man standing with a dull expression below, and then at the scimitar in his hand that was constantly transmitting cold will.
For the first time, he felt a chill on this battlefield.
If you keep fighting like this, you may die!