Still dizzy and Wuzheng from the shock, Wu Zheng saw Zhou Wuji catch the knife with a flick of his long sleeves, and his heart sank. "It's over..."
Facing the Goose Feather Blade head-on, Zhou Wuji endured immense pressure on a mental level.
The opponent's strike was locked onto him with divine intent, truly possessing a domineering and ruthless quality, as if it could kill even the most powerful god.
Zhou Wuji knew very well that even if he unleashed his full power of True Qi, he absolutely could not withstand this strike, not even with a sword.
But he never intended to fight them head-on!
As the five-foot-long goose-feather blade fell, Zhou Wuji's hand, hidden in his long sleeve, retracted, unleashing the Five Yin Pouch.
The giant rock that he had stored in the Five Yin Pouch suddenly appeared out of thin air.
A massive boulder, five feet square, completely blocked the swiftly slashing longsword.
Wang Qi was swinging his sword with all his might, never expected that a huge rock would suddenly appear between him and Zhou Wuji.
No matter what, he was powerless to sheathe his sword and could only slash it fiercely at the huge blue stone.
With a clang, sparks flew as the longsword cleaved a deep crack in the boulder, and the five-foot-long goose-feather blade snapped in two.
Wuzheng was watching the battle with wide eyes, was filled with surprise. His junior brother's use of the Five Yin Pouch was truly exquisite!
Although Wang Qi tried his best to sheathe his sword, he was still shaken by the boulder, which caused his hands to split open and go numb.
The shattered blade grazed his cheek, leaving a deep, bloody gash.
For Wang Qi, this injury was nothing; the key issue was that the sword broke, and the force he unleashed was also affected by the backlash.
He initially held a decisive advantage, but one misstep immediately reversed the situation.
Wang Qi was extremely experienced in combat, and he immediately exerted his strength to retreat rapidly.
Zhou Wuji had already arrived behind the boulder. With a flick of his long sleeve, the Five Yin Pouch transformed into a black veil that covered Wang Qi's body.
The Five Yin Pouch cannot directly kill, but its five Yin Spirit will obscure a person's six senses and continuously drain their life force.
Wang Qi knew something was wrong as soon as his vision went black. He swept his broken sword horizontally, and the black veil opened and closed as the blade passed, like smoke.
Wang Qi was shocked. Without thinking, he burned his Qi and Blood with all his might and unleashed the Blood Baleful Intent Instruction once again.
He bit his tongue, his lungs bulging as he suddenly emitted a thunderous sound. Blood from his tongue gushed out like arrows with the thunderous sound, piercing through the black veil that blocked his vision and hearing.
Through the hundreds of holes in the black veil, Wang Qi saw Zhou Wuji thrusting his sword straight at him, and he also heard the deep yet sharp whistle of the sword.
Wang Qi knew that Zhou Wuji liked to stab people in the throat. The other party's sword was too fast. Even through the black veil, he could not see the changes of the sword. He could only rely on experience and instinct to hold his sword horizontally to protect his throat and face.
His move changed extremely quickly, but he immediately sensed something was wrong, because the cold, sharp sword light was aimed directly at his chest.
In this critical moment, Wang Qi could only inhale, contract his chest, and retreat rapidly. His internal and external strength was purified into one, and with this inhale, his internal organs contracted to the extreme, his chest flattened like a piece of paper, and his whole body shot backward like an arrow.
Zhou Wuji's Falling Goose Sword technique was of unparalleled Transformation Realm, reaching the pinnacle of speed. The moment Wang Qi moved, the blade pierced through the steel lamellar armor.
The breastplates of this lamellar armor were thickened; even the sharpest sword, the Seven Star Sword, encountered slight resistance when piercing it.
It was just a slight hesitation that gave Wang Qi time to contract his muscles again. He wasn't trying to clamp the sword blade, but rather to change the position of his heart by stretching his muscles.
Wang Qi sensed the power of the opponent's swift sword; he knew he had no chance of dodging it.
In the critical moment, Wang Qi changed his course from retreat to advance, charging forward fiercely to meet the Seven Star Sword.
With a soft thud, the sword pierced through Wang Qi's chest, but Wang Qi's fierce resistance as he met the blade's attack exceeded Zhou Wuji's expectations.
The distance between them closed in an instant. Wang Qi, enduring the excruciating pain of his chest being pierced, slashed fiercely at Zhou Wuji's neck with his broken sword in his right hand.
Zhou Wuji channeled the True Qi into the sword blade with his right hand, causing the True Qi to vibrate and erupt with a deafening roar.
Although Wang Qi's physical body was strong, he could not suppress the True Qi on the sword blade. His chest flesh immediately shattered and exploded, creating a bloody hole that ran from front to back.
Although his heart had shifted position, he still couldn't avoid the burst of True Qi.
Seventh-Rank Martial Artist's strength is based on their Qi and Blood and Qi and Blood, which are entirely generated by the heart.
With his heart severely damaged by the Sword Qi, Wang Qi lost his source of power, and the power in the broken blade also dissipated.
Zhou Wuji slapped the broken sword with his left palm, which was wrapped in a long sleeve. His Heavenly Pivot Hand technique was so skillful that he avoided the sharp blade and struck the smooth blade directly. The broken sword was instantly blasted away by his palm.
Zhou Wuji, having succeeded, sensed something was wrong; the force on the opponent's blade was too weak, clearly a feint.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Qi suddenly struck out with his palm. This palm was not supposed to touch Zhou Wuji, but his arm suddenly grew half a foot longer and struck Zhou Wuji's right chest.
With a loud bang, shreds of fabric flew from the chest area of Zhou Wuji robe, and all of his right ribs were broken.
It was only because Zhou Wuji instinctively contracted his muscles and unleashed his True Qi that he wasn't blown apart by Wang Qi's palm strike.
Zhou Wuji's throat tightened and he almost spat out blood, but thanks to his strong Divine Sense and the Heart-Purifying Divine Incantation, he remained very calm.
As he struck the palm, he simultaneously drew his sword and slashed again. With a quick retraction and upward movement of the blade, Wang Qi's head flew off with the chilling sword light.
The first snow of the Dusk Snow Sword First Snow Covers the Prefecture, and with a single, swift stroke, the expert was beheaded, completely slaying him.
Although the battle between the two sides was highly variable, the entire process was very brief.
The archers, who had been hit by the explosive dust, were still dizzy and unable to get up from the ground.
A loud crashing sound came from the back door, and a group of soldiers rushed in.
Despite the excruciating pain in his chest, Zhou Wuji cast Rejuvenation Technique on himself.
A flash of blue light, and the excruciating pain in his chest immediately stopped. But he knew that such a severe injury could not be healed by the Rejuvenation Technique alone.
It will take some time to induce the Seventh Rank tiger demon to transform into its Origin Mystic Essence.
Especially when it comes to physical changes, it's unknown how long it will take to adapt.
Time is of the essence; even a moment's delay could be fatal.
Fortunately, the Rejuvenation Technique restored his True Qi and Divine Sense to their best state, allowing him to temporarily suppress the discomfort caused by his severe injuries.
The opponent's dying palm strike was strange and unexpected; he didn't even have time to activate the Northern Pole Heavenly Gang Divine Talisman.
With a flick of his long sleeves, Zhou Wuji unleashed eight White Eyebrow Needle with his left hand.
The perfected Heavenly Pivot Hand was displayed to its fullest extent at this moment. All eight White Eyebrow Needle spun and shot through the air. The force added to the two-inch-long silver needles was comparable to that of a powerful crossbow.
The eight archers were blinded by the flashing light; everything before their eyes was a ghastly white, and they could not see the gleaming cold light at all.
In their panic, even if they heard the sound of flying needles piercing the air, they had no time to react.
With a sharp, hissing sound, the White Eyebrow Needle accurately struck the eyes of eight people.
The eight soldiers fell backward almost in unison, without even being able to scream.
Having dealt with the most threatening crossbowmen, Zhou Wuji reached into his left sleeve and took out the Northern Dipper Heavenly Gang Divine Talisman, activating it directly through his True Qi.
Seven azure stars shone brightly, transforming into azure light that covered Zhou Wuji's entire body.
The chaotic soldiers who rushed in through the back door had already arrived.
In the dimly lit hall, Zhou Wuji, who was surrounded by a blue light, was the only one who stood out.
Even if the soldiers didn't recognize Zhou Wuji, they could tell he was extraordinary.
The two powerful bows were drawn almost simultaneously, and the arrows struck Zhou Wuji directly.
Zhou Wuji did not dodge, letting the arrows hit his body, causing the spiritual light formed by the Big Dipper Heavenly Gang to ripple outwards.
He activated the Northern Pole Heavenly Gang Divine Talisman in order to attract the attention of the chaotic soldiers.
Wuzheng longer able to fight. If they were seen by the chaotic soldiers, they would surely die.
Severely injured, he was also unable to rush forward to deal with the horde of chaotic soldiers.
With the blessing of the Northern Dipper Heavenly Gang Divine Talisman, Zhou Wuji opened the Northern Emperor's Book of Heavenly Punishment.
Seventh-Rank Martial Artist's destiny is worth three taels and eight mace.
Zhou Wuji had no time to ponder and immediately transformed his destiny into the Origin Profound Spirit and infused it into the Xiaoxiang Sword.
As purple light unfolded, Zhou Wuji diligently practiced his Swordsmanship day and night within the small world.
Through decades of dedicated practice, he mastered the Xiaoxiang Sword technique, reaching Transformation Realm of perfection.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Wuji's mind and consciousness broke free from his cultivation state.
He had only one feeling right now: the Seven Star Sword in his hand seemed to have come alive.
He could sense the magical Law Power flowing within the runes of the sword, the subtle damage on the blade, and the sword's unique and mysterious rhythm.
In this state, the sword is not merely a Law Artifact or a weapon, but also a bridge for communication between him and heaven and earth, all things, and all living beings.
His powerful Divine Sense can be transformed into an even sharper and more profound power through his sword.
Divine Sense is used to observe the world and to control True Qi to transform it into Law Technique.
At this moment, his Divine Sense truly merged with the sword, allowing him to release the essence of Swordsmanship through the spiritual realm.
When Swordsmanship reaches this level, it is what is known in martial arts as Sword Intent.
With the Sword Intent, the sword transcends the limitations of a mere weapon, reaching a truly sublime level.
Zhou Wuji looked again at the soldiers surging in through the back door. Although the soldiers differed in appearance, physique, martial arts skills, and mental state...
With the Seven Star Sword, he was able to clearly and completely sort out all the chaotic soldiers.
Simply put, he had already deduced the best solution to deal with the chaotic soldiers in his mind by sensing the Sword Intent.
Even the severe injury to his chest was protected by his Sword Intent and the True Qi he channeled, so it was temporarily unaffected.
Wuzheng, lying under the incense table, struggled to silently chant incantations. He pointed the Tianpeng Ruler in his hand at the surging chaos of soldiers, and once again unleashed Yin Thunder.
Like a mine exploding, it covered the numerous scattered soldiers and caused a period of chaos.
Zhou Wuji drew his sword and flashed into the chaos of soldiers. The cold, sharp light of the Seven Star Sword shone like a swimming fish, moving nimbly and gracefully through the soldiers.
The hissing sound of swords cutting through the air was continuous, interspersed with various screams and cries of alarm.
When the chilling sword light disappeared, the screams and cries of alarm ceased abruptly, leaving only the lingering, low whistling of the sword echoing endlessly within the hall...