Volume 1, Chapter 4: The Sword of Life and Death
As the sword aura descended, just as it was about to pierce Xiao Yun’s head, he suddenly opened his eyes!
Crack!
The sword aura slashed across, shattering the sturdy jade boat!
A flicker of unease flashed in Xiao Yun’s eyes.
Just now, if he hadn’t been lucky enough to fuse the sword bones in advance, he would have surely died!
Xiao Yun glanced at the skeletal remains of Shen Nana on the ground, his expression darkening. Sword aura raged around him wildly. “Qin Feng, how dare you kill my woman?”
Qin Feng stepped forward through the sword aura, his disheveled hair blown backward.
“You dare use my sword bones against me? You really have a sharp mind!”
Saying that, Qin Feng decisively drew his sword.
Xiao Yun responded coldly, “Qin Feng, I have now fused the sword bones and advanced into the Qi Sea realm.”
“You’re only at the Spirit Gathering stage and still so arrogant?”
With that, the longsword in Xiao Yun’s hand erupted with brilliant sword light.
Clang!
The two swords clashed, and Xiao Yun’s once proud expression stiffened.
“How is this possible?”
Qin Feng pressed down on Xiao Yun’s sword, his icy eyes fixed on him.
“Empty in form, but not a shred of true sword intent!”
“For your talent, even changing your bones to sword bones is useless!”
Qin Feng suddenly exerted force, and in the next second, Xiao Yun was flung away as if struck by a boulder.
“How did you restore your cultivation?”
“No, that can’t be!”
“I clearly stabbed your vital point before, how could you still be alive?”
Liù Hanyan, witnessing Qin Feng’s overwhelming power, stomped her weapon underfoot and her pupils constricted sharply.
“Come to think of it, I should thank you!”
“If it weren’t for you, I probably wouldn’t have reached this level!”
Qin Feng’s sword tip grazed the ground, his robes flowing softly, and his aura shifted dramatically.
The formation of a sword seed is only the initial stage; afterward, one cultivates their own realm within that seed.
During the three years since the death of Yue Qingxian, Qin Feng had witnessed the coldness of human nature, and Liù Hanyan’s previous strike had brought him a profound enlightenment.
Thus, shortly after forming his sword seed, he comprehended a sword intent more in harmony with his own style.
Kill!
End killing with killing!
Gather killing intent, sever the roots of attachment!
“I have now replaced my bones with sword bones and broken through to the Qi Sea realm—how could I lose to you?”
Xiao Yun, just rising to his feet, could not accept reality. His hair was disheveled, giving him the appearance of a possessed demon.
“Misty Sword!”
Xiao Yun’s footsteps followed rapidly, his figure flickering as multiple sword shadows overlapped.
However, Xiao Yun failed to notice a crucial detail.
If he had used his higher realm advantage to suppress Qin Feng, their battle might have been more intense.
Instead, with his newly acquired sword bones, Xiao Yun stubbornly believed he wouldn’t lose in sword technique and insisted on facing Qin Feng on that basis.
But as Qin Feng had said before:
Attempting to use Qin Feng’s own sword bones against him was truly a foolish move.
Qin Feng’s eyes turned cold, his entire being radiating killing intent, as he took the initiative to swing his sword toward Xiao Yun.
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“Buddha Sword Technique, First Form: Killing Sword!”
The moment the swords clashed, Xiao Yun felt a numbness in his right hand, nearly losing grip of his sword.
His Dao heart was shattered, and he looked mad with rage: “Come! Fight!”
Having just entered the Qi Sea realm, his aura was unstable.
Forcing his internal spiritual power now, blood dribbled from the corner of his mouth.
But Xiao Yun was reckless, driven only by the desire to kill Qin Feng.
He had schemed so carefully, yet was so easily defeated by Qin Feng—it was unbearable!
Fueled by this frenzied killing intent, Xiao Yun’s sword intent grew even sharper.
Within the courtyard, sword shadows flickered as the two twisted and turned within the confined space.
But Xiao Yun soon realized that despite his Qi Sea realm, he still could not suppress Qin Feng.
“What! What kind of sword intent is that?”
“The game ends here!”
Suddenly, a fierce killing aura erupted from Qin Feng’s sword, instantly enveloping Xiao Yun.
Qin Feng had only treated Xiao Yun as a sparring partner before, testing his sword seed’s power.
Now that he understood the depth, there was no need to waste time further.
Wielding the Buddha Sword Technique’s first form again, Xiao Yun immediately felt a chilling sensation at his neck.
The next moment, blood sprayed forth!
Xiao Yun’s face twisted in agony as he clutched his neck, gritting his teeth to pull out a talisman stone, crushing it in his palm.
Boom!
Xiao Yun’s figure vanished.
“Teleportation talisman?”
Qin Feng tilted his head, locking onto Xiao Yun clutching his chest and running toward the courtyard gate.
Teleportation talismans are single-use magical artifacts that randomly teleport the user within a hundred meters.
They are extremely precious.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yun possessed one.
It seemed he had a capable master behind him!
Qin Feng’s figure moved like a startled swallow as he rapidly pursued.
Xiao Yun was his target to kill today!
“Damn it!”
Xiao Yun cursed inwardly, pushing the courtyard door.
But as soon as he opened it, a sword aura struck him down.
“Ah!”
Xiao Yun screamed in pain, blood pouring down his back.
Before he could get up and continue fleeing, Qin Feng rushed forward and stomped him back to the ground.
“You took what you shouldn’t have taken!”
Qin Feng said, reaching into the wound on Xiao Yun’s back.
Pfft!
Blood sprayed out as Qin Feng forcefully tore out a small piece of spine.
Xiao Yun screamed again, the teleportation talisman in his palm crushed once more.
The next second, his figure vanished again.
Qin Feng furrowed his brow.
“I’d like to see how many teleportation talismans you have!”
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Saying that, Qin Feng followed the scent of blood.
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