Chapter 125: Grandmaster's Death
Chapter 125: Grandmaster's Death
The small courtyard at home.
The captain, who was in a rage and grief, jumped several meters, raised the golden sword with both hands, and used the basic martial arts of the Anbei army, Chongshan Jue, as support to swing the sword with all his strength at the enemy who wiped out his entire family.
It was a life-and-death attack with great momentum, but the skills of a mid-level martial artist seemed too weak for a master.
In the eyes of the short man, his opponent was full of flaws. He ran his two fingers across the blade, and a string of water droplets fell to the ground with a plop. He stepped forward and drew his sword. Under the moonlight, the blade's light was cold and shimmering, like a sparrow flying through the air, with no predetermined trajectory.
When the golden-patterned knife chopped down, the short man had already come behind his opponent, and a cluster of blood spurted out.
The hundred households were separated into two parts in mid-air and cut in half, and the golden-patterned sword fell to the ground with a clang.
The captain, who still had strength to catch his breath, supported himself on the ground with his arms and was about to turn around and rush towards the enemy, but a remnant of a knife arrived late and cut off his head.
Top-grade martial arts: Swallowtail Knife
"I thought you were going to save this man. Wouldn't it be just right to take him in as a pawn if the whole family was exterminated?"
The short man looked towards the courtyard wall, where sat a handsome young man with a tall figure and cold eyes. As he had taken off his scarlet official robe, his white clothes looked a little thin. Judging from his appearance, he looked just a teenager, but his eyes were so cold that there was no trace of immaturity or youthfulness at all.
"Uncle, how many people have you killed?"
The short man exclaimed, traveling around the world, if one lacked a pair of sharp eyes, he might die in the northwest. He had seen the evil cult elder Du Nan who killed people like crazy, and he also met a martial arts genius who practiced magic skills with a blood feud, not to mention murderers, evildoers and executioners, but none of them had this kind of illusory bloody smell that seemed to hit him in the face.
Just as livestock fear butchers, ordinary ghosts would simply retreat away when they see this uncle.
Jiang He landed on the courtyard wall, iron light appeared in his hand, and he held the silver-white spear tightly. He held the spear in one hand and rushed forward. A dark red blazing light bloomed on the not-so-sharp tip of the spear, and his figure seemed to bring out a silk ribbon in the night.
clang!
The short man who was defending with his sword turned pale with rage. At the moment when the sword and the spear collided, an unimaginable force came over him. Relying on his familiar skills and experience, he quickly used the hidden power technique to reduce half of the force, causing the clothes on his upper body to explode and fly to pieces.
The strong true energy was poured into the blade, protecting this long sword that had accompanied him for many years from collapsing.
Jiang He thrust his spear again, and a dark red light suddenly burst out before his eyes.
The short man nimbly moved sideways and held his knife at his side.
Ding!
This time, the almost breaking sound disappeared.
Because of the tremendous force, the short man's left foot sank deeply into the floor, but he rushed forward. The long sword became much heavier because of the wrapping of true energy. The blade rubbed forward on the gun body, sparks flew, and it directly cut off the enemy's head.
Jiang He took two steps back, drew his gun back to his waist, then raised it high and chopped down. The dark red sheen on the tip of the gun looked like a crescent moon.
The short man suddenly lowered his body, changed from offense to defense, turned and dodged from the front to the side, and when he stood still, he was like a bow and arrow filled with power.
The three thousand jin Changhen Spear fell, and the tip of the spear touched the ground, creating a deep pit with a diameter of over a meter. The dark red slash flew out, easily breaking the water tank in front of it, and the momentum did not slow down, leaving a completely cracked scar on the wall.
The short man was like an arrow shot from a bow. He stabbed straight with his sword with one hand and stood on one leg, trying to blast out with all his strength and true energy.
The sword flashed with overwhelming force.
At the same time, a knife shadow accompanied him, which was also very lethal. It was the swallowtail of his unique knife technique. Jiang He twisted his body forcefully, and his ankles, knees and waist all made unusually clear tearing sounds, but the advanced self-healing healed them in an instant. He held the gun with both hands, and pushed his arms forward and backward in turn. The tail of the gun shattered the knife light, and the tip of the gun collapsed the knife shadow. He turned around again, and the silver-white spear was handed out from his waist, as if looking back at the moon.
Relying on his experience, the short man steadily blocked the blow with the blade, and took advantage of the huge force and flew back a dozen steps using light skills.
"It seems that Master Bo was born in the battlefield, and his spear skills are very powerful, but his intentions are too obvious. In this respect, Master Bo is slightly inferior to the senior who is the third best in the world."
The short man held a long sword in his hand, like a blooming flower. After several collisions, the swordsman needed to familiarize himself with the weapon again. Moreover, the opponent's spear skills reminded him of a predecessor who also used a spear. That man was nicknamed the Third Spear King. He only had four spear moves, but was ranked third in the world. He lived in Dangguan City in the canyon of Jianchi Mountains. Although it takes half a day to go from Damingfu to Dangguan City, it is not too far.
Jiang He burst out laughing when he heard this.
"Do I need a master to kill you?"
The short man sneered, "Youth is full of vigor."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed the ground forward, his whole body seemed to be weightless. Using the superior lightness skill of the great success level at the grandmaster level, he was able to climb up to the top of the city wall of Daming Prefecture from the flat ground without the help of any tools.
The short man's figure was as fast as a ghost, and the sword flashed, activating the secret skills of a top-grade warrior. Dense sword shadows appeared in the yard, as if dozens of sparrows were attacking together. One of the sparrow's sword shadows swept across the ground, leaving a mark about an inch deep.
Ding Ding Ding!
Jiang He brandished his spear, and an invisible gun curtain enveloped his body. Strong winds filled the air, and the knife shadows that were coming towards him were shattered one after another, bursting out with dazzling sparks.
The short man landed on the ground and stabbed with all his might. The broken sword shadows were like a flock of swallows returning to their nests, making the true energy wrapped in the long sword several times thicker.
The force of his sword was so fierce that it was like launching a battering ram. For the first time so far, the gun screen defense was broken.
The long knife missed the gun, making a sharp and piercing friction sound, and the tip of the knife pierced the target's heart.
clang!
The short man's pupils trembled.
He saw that his all-out attack was blocked by the suddenly rising jagged armor. The dark red appearance made the enemy look like a blood-soaked evil spirit.
Jiang He moved the gun as if rowing an oar. His left arm brought the butt of the gun to his side, and his right hand tightly grasped the gun and stretched out to chop forward.
The short man quickly put away his sword to defend himself, but he had no strength at all in such a hurry. The heavy spear broke the long sword and cut off his right arm at the root. Blood splattered and his flesh and bones were torn into pieces.
The short man had a ferocious look on his face, clenched his left fist, and took a step forward to hit the enemy in the face. The powerful true energy was released rapidly, and the light was as big as a human head. It was a common martial art in the army that was easy to learn but difficult to master - the Big Millstone Fist.
Jiang He swung out the butt of his spear, instantly defeating the fist light. The spear hit the opponent's shoulder, and his left arm disappeared instantly. Half of his chest was exposed, and his internal organs could be clearly seen.
Jiang He raised his leg and kicked straight, but unfortunately his military boots increased the penetration damage of kicks by 25%, and his black-back military pants strengthened the leg kinetic energy by 25%. He kicked the short man in the chest, causing his bright red lungs to burst out.
The short man staggered back, his vision went dark, and then a horrifying pressure rose up, and the spear smashed his head.
Jiang He stretched out his palm and hit the master's heart. The spider limbs on his back extended from his sleeves, pierced through the flesh and bones, and stabbed into the heart, rapidly sucking the blood from his heart.
[Blood Execution Progress Bar: 66% → 76%]
[Normal Blood Poison: Causes 76% additional poison damage]
(End of this chapter)