Chapter 166: Sword Intent is Like Fire, Demon on Earth

Eight swords flew together, forming a sword formation around Yang Chong in an instant. The sword shadows were flying, invisible and intangible, and their speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. They were also connected with the old man's mind, and the way they changed had exceeded the limit of human nerve reaction.

Amidst these sword shadows, there was the sound of a piano. Sound blades burst out from the strings between Yang Chong's fingers. The vibration of each string would emit a sound blade, and the sound blades would actually change differently depending on the change of the melody.

It may be indestructible, or it may penetrate any hole, or it may be so soft and powerful that it can move people's hearts and minds...

The five notes of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu kept changing and combining with each other, turning into different tunes and even different sound blades, constantly colliding with the sword shadows. For a moment, no one could do anything to anyone.

But the people watching the fight had to retreat, only to see a sword shadow being knocked away by several Sound Ninjas, and rolled back into a nearby stone pillar. The stone pillar, which was big enough for a man to hug, actually broke in pieces, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. If the sword shadow had hit a person instead of a stone pillar, who could have stopped it?
At the same time, some sonic blades were shattered by the sword shadows, and wherever they passed, there was also a mess. The stone-paved ground was instantly covered with scars and debris.

"Can he block it?" Zi Nu said worriedly after retreating to a safe distance. Luo Wang's killer was too strong, far beyond her imagination and even beyond her cognition. Could Yang Chong really deal with such a person?

“We have to stop him even if we can’t. He has no way out now. Not only him, but all of us have no way out.” Wei Zhuang said.

Even as the two were talking, the sound of the piano under Yang Chong's fingers had reached its highest pitch, and the power of the sound blade had reached its peak, but the old man was still able to cope with it. He used the eight sword moves to dissolve all of Yang Chong's attacks. Although his breathing had become rapid, compared to Yang Chong who seemed to be running out of means, he looked much calmer.

Once Yang Chong has exhausted all his tricks, won't he become a fish on the chopping board?

“It’s truly brilliant, but that’s all.” The old man sneered and recalled all eight styles of sword intent to protect himself. He had already felt Yang Chong’s final blow, which would surely be earth-shattering, but only he could withstand this blow, and Yang Chong would never have the chance to launch a second blow.

At this time, Yang Chong's final attack had arrived, coming from all directions, penetrating every hole like a spring breeze and drizzle. Even though the old man had set up a sword formation around his body and the sword intents echoed each other, and he made a defensive posture for the first time, the sonic blades still penetrated into the sword formation, leaving cut marks on his body, but this injury could not threaten his life.

Just as the old man was trying his best to resist, Yang Chong grabbed the strings of the zither. With a clanging sound, a sound blade that spanned the sky and the earth suddenly appeared, and wherever it passed, ripples were created. That was the vibration of the air.

"Control." Upon seeing this, the old man's eight sword intentions flowed and all turned into the Sun-Covering Sword Intention. Darkness spread from his palms and turned into darkness that covered the sky. Although he was proficient in the sword intentions of the Eight Swords of King Yue, the most fundamental one was still the Sun-Covering Sword Intention. Facing Yang Chong's strongest attack at this time, he had to use his strongest means of defense.

Outside the darkness, intensive attacks have arrived, splashing into the night like heavy rain, causing ripples and causing the darkness that the old man has transformed into to shake.

“Nothing more than that.” The old man gathered his strength in defense, the darkness expanded instantly, the sword energy turned into intention, and wherever it passed, everything turned into dust.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Yang Chong's attack momentum declined, the old man leaped towards Yang Chong. The darkness had once again transformed into eight sword styles, which combined with the man's. He had already achieved the unity of the eight swords, and at a speed beyond his own limit, it turned into a stream of light in the darkness and hit Yang Chong's chest directly.

This sword was so fast. It was the sword that enabled the old man, a pseudo-grandmaster, to step into the master of swordsmanship. It was his fatal sword. He had been suppressed by Yang Chong just now, but he did not use this sword. It was for the current opportunity, to take advantage of the decline of Yang Chong's offensive and get the chance to kill at this moment.

At this moment, the old man and the sword became one, and wherever the sword pointed, he could cut through everything.

The old man was very confident in his sword, but before his confidence could blossom, it suddenly solidified.

"How is this possible?" Just when the old man was about to attack Yang Chong three feet away, he found that his sword could not move.

No, it's not that he couldn't move, but that everything was still. The old man's confidence solidified, and his shock could hardly bloom, because time had stopped.

This scene turned into a completely different situation in the eyes of the people watching the battle. They only saw that the old man, whose attack was as shocking as a bolt from the blue, suddenly stopped attacking. Was he going to show mercy?
“This is the sound of great silence. It seems the weakest, but in fact it is the strongest.” Nanyue’s eyes flashed. At this moment, she was the only one who understood what the old man had experienced.

Everything in the world has vibrations, and the manifestation of these vibrations is sound, but people can hear some sounds and cannot. The first level of Fuxi Shentian Xiang, Great Sound and Silent Sound, is to return the sounds of all things in the world to their original state and return them to a state of stillness.

The old man's attack was also a kind of wave. He only thought that the most loud part of Fuxi Shentian Xiang had ended and the offensive had subsided. However, he did not know that the moment when everything returned to silence was the strongest moment of Fuxi Shentian Xiang.

In absolute silence, all material vibrations will stop, even his attacks and his people.

The old man clearly knew what he was thinking, but he couldn't control his actions. Yang Chong was only three feet away from his attack, but his sword could not move forward any further. He could only watch Yang Chong stretch out his hand towards him. He couldn't control his own body, but Yang Chong could.

The energy-absorbing technique was working, and the true energy in his body found a master again. It rushed towards Yang Chong like water flowing from a high place.

"Is this the kind of martial arts that can plunder other people's skills for his own use?" The old man's thoughts were still active, but he could only watch Yang Chong take away his skills.

He realized that he had lost, and the price of losing?
Thinking of this, a kind of determination arose in his despair. He had traveled all over the world throughout his life and would never allow himself to die in such a cowardly way. Since death was a foregone conclusion, he would unleash the last flame and must pull Yang Chong down.

With determination in his heart, he no longer struggled to break free from Yang Chong's control, but allowed all his strength to flow towards Yang Chong, and even added fuel to the fire.

Faced with the violent internal force, Yang Chong could only disperse the control of Fuxi Shentian Xiang and use all his strength to practice the power-absorbing technique to absorb and digest the vast amount of true energy and the essence and spirit contained therein.

"Although I am still a step away from becoming a Grandmaster, it is only because I reached this state too late, and my blood and qi are not enough to support my true promotion to the Grandmaster realm. However, my true qi and spirit have already reached the Grandmaster realm. My spirit and sword intent are melted in my true qi. If you want it, I will give it to you. I will wait until you can no longer suppress the sword intent of the Eight Swords of Yue and die." The old man who recovered from absolute stillness had given up resistance and just laughed. The true qi of a Grandmaster is different from the true qi of a first-class master. His true qi melts the sword intent of the Eight Swords of Yue. Even he himself finds it difficult to completely refine it and transform it into his own sword intent. What's more, Yang Chong only used tricks to possess an internal force that is not weaker than that of a Grandmaster. What can he use to digest the sword intent of the Eight Swords of Yue?
"You talk too much nonsense." Yang Chong is now in a difficult situation. He has realized that the master's true energy is not so easy to digest, but now he can only go down this path, not to mention that this is the power of a fake master.

The biggest reason why Yang Chong called him a fake master was to provoke the other party, but he knew that this fake master was actually 99% of a master. Except for his withered blood and qi, his sword intent and true energy were no different from the real master. If he faced a real master, he would not have such a chance.

Right now, it is certainly a crisis for him, but it is also an opportunity. It is a chance for him to be promoted to the Grandmaster level in the shortest time. Once he breaks through to the Grandmaster level, he can dominate the world. Bai Qi in the past and Guiguzi now are just at this level.

The resolute Yang Chong directly absorbed the old man into his palm when the old man gave up resistance. As his body expanded, only fragments of clothes fell off.

"We won?" Yan Lingji walked forward. Now only Yang Chong was left on the battlefield, so of course they won.

Yang Chong also walked towards Yan Lingji, but he stopped after taking just three steps. The master's true energy was not easy to digest, especially for a master who based his practice on swordsmanship. His true energy was too sharp, and for a moment he was unable to suppress it.

Yan Lingji's heart tightened when she saw this. She noticed something was wrong with Yang Chong and hurried forward. Just when she was about to touch Yang Chong, Yang Chong moved away. At this moment, wisps of sword energy gushed out from his acupoints. The colorful sword energy was extremely dazzling in the darkness, but in Yan Lingji's eyes, it became the most terrifying scene.

Yang Chong won, but only won half.

"Are you, are you okay?" Yan Lingji asked in fear. She was afraid to hear the answer from Yang Chong that she dared not face.

"Nothing, just a little trouble, it doesn't matter." Yang Chong looked at himself who was glowing, not caring much. This little problem would not kill anyone. He only needed to completely digest the sword intent of the Eight Swords of King Yue to be promoted to the realm of Grandmaster. Compared with the wind direction, his gains were greater.

If the sword intent of the Eight Swords of King Yue is fire, then what Yang Chong has to do is to throw himself into the fire, complete the transformation in nirvana, and achieve the ultimate leap.

Yang Chong held his breath and concentrated, suppressing his restless true energy before resuming his action.

Seeing that Yang Chong was able to move without any hindrance, Yan Lingji felt relieved. Yang Chong might have some problems, but they shouldn't be too serious. This was enough for her. As for more, they would just face them together.

"Ninth Young Master, there are rebels causing unrest. As the general, it is my duty to put down the unrest." Ji Wuye's voice was heard from another direction. Han Fei failed to stop Ji Wuye after all. That was because Han Fei's words were only useful when Ji Wuye was reasoning with him. When Ji Wuye did not reason with him, Han Fei could do nothing about him. That was the case right now.

Ji Wuye, whose patience had been worn out by Han Fei, led his troops directly over. However, when the arrogant Ji Wuye saw the ruins of Zi Lan Xuan and the mess on the streets, the arrogance on his face froze. The huge Zi Lan Xuan had turned into ruins, and the streets looked like they had been ravaged by a hurricane, and their original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

Is this the kind of damage that a human can cause? Ji Wuye subconsciously rubbed his short beard. He instinctively felt a chill. If someone who could cause such destructive power attacked him, even if the General's Mansion had personal guards to defend it, could he stop it?

"General, you are too late. I have already killed the bandits." Yang Chong stepped forward and said.

"Has he been killed by Sima Yang?" Ji Wuye was stunned. The rebel he was talking about was the assassin of Luowang, and the bandit Yang Chong was talking about was also an assassin of Luowang. So was such a person really killed by Yang Chong? Has Yang Chong's martial arts reached such a high level?
"So please go back, General." Yang Chong said.

"Is Sima Yang really sure that all the rebels have been killed? Why do I feel that that man also looks like a rebel?" Ji Wuye looked in the direction of Master Shang and Gai Nie. This was his real target.

But he was still hesitant about whether or not to attack Master Shang directly. Master Shang's death at Luo Wang's hands and his death at his hands were two completely different things, and he could not bear the consequences.

He was a good general, so why would he risk his life? The Qin State was a force that could really take his life.

"General, do you think he looks like him?" Yang Chong was less than five steps away from Ji Wuye.

"I think he does look a bit like him." Ji Wuye was still hesitating whether to take action. Yang Chong was strong, but it was impossible for him to kill Luo Wang's killer without getting hurt. Moreover, he brought thousands of elite soldiers with him this time. It was no problem for so many people to surround and kill Yang Chong who might be seriously injured. As for people like Wei Zhuang, he didn't take them seriously. Besides, this was Xinzheng, and he could quickly mobilize more elite soldiers.

"The general has a keen eye. I also think they are somewhat similar, but they are really not rebels. They are both my relatives." Yang Chong said.

"Relatives? Sima Yang has relatives?" Ji Wuye, who had not yet made up his mind, could only follow Yang Chong's words.

"I don't have any relatives, but my woman does, Niu Shang, do you think they are your two cousins?" Yang Chong looked at Jing Niu.

Jingwei looked at everyone blankly, wondering how this could be related to her again. However, she soon realized what was going on and followed Yang Chong's words and said, "Yes."

"Cousin, you said you arrived in Xinzheng, why didn't you come to me directly? What are you doing here? It's too dangerous here." Yang Chong was already standing beside Ji Wuye.

"I didn't know your address, so I thought of coming to Zilanxuan to ask for it. I never thought that I would meet you, my cousin-in-law, catching bandits. It's just a coincidence." Master Shang reacted quickly.

(End of this chapter)