Chapter 952 - Who Are You?!
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nOn the battlefield.
nIt only took a single moment for Su Zimo to snatch the sword and release the Heaven Slaying Sword Art.
nAt the same time, the attacks of the eight maidservants had already arrived!
nThe first to arrive was Ye Yi’s flute.
nThe mournful sound of the flute could disrupt the minds of cultivators and even affect their Essence Spirits!
nHowever, it was a pity that Su Zimo cultivated the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness and his seven orifices were incomparably strong – the sound of the flute could not affect his mind at all!
nAs for affecting his Essence Spirit, that was even more impossible!
nThe sound of the flute could not even penetrate the layer of defense set up by the Mingwang Prayer Beads!
nImmediately after, a violent gust of wind swept over.
nIf it was a cultivator with a weaker physique, they would have been swept up by the gust of wind or staggered and swayed.
nHowever, it was a pity that Su Zimo’s physique was strong and he stood firmly on the ground as though he was rooted!
nYe Si’s petals flew over with the wind.
nThe other five maidservants had also closed in!
nRight then, Su Zimo had just snatched the sword from Jian Wuzong’s hands. Turning around, he twisted his wrist and the sword vibrated!
nHe snatched the sword, counterattacked and spun to slash with the sword in one single motion!
nWhoosh!
nWaving the sword in his hand, Su Zimo slashed viciously at the void before him!
nThe sword slashed down and a tsunami sound could be heard!
nRight after, a boundless ocean seemed to appear before the eyes of many cultivators.
nAt the center of the sea, waves surged and spun endlessly, forming a gigantic vortex that rumbled with a terrifying might!
nThe entire space seemed to have been distorted by the terrifying vortex!
nUsing his sword as a saber, Su Zimo released Vortex of the Sea Calming Manual!
n“Psst!”
n“What a strong sword intent!”
n“What sort of sword technique is this? It seems to be lacking in the sharpness of the Dao of the sword. Instead, it seems more dignified?”
nA wave of shock and astonishment could be heard from the crowd.
nThere were three levels to Sword Dao.
nTechnique, force and intent.
nSword techniques were the most superficial and sword forces required one to comprehend some of the aura of the sword techniques.
nBefore the Nascent Soul realm, cultivators could at most comprehend the level of force.
nThat was because the final layer of sword intent required the Essence Spirit to channel Dharmic powers and evolve the intent of the technique!
nThe might of a top-notch sword intent was not weaker than Dharmic arts.
nFurthermore, be it sword or saber intent, the might of the sword technique would increase immensely after it was released and could affect a cultivator’s mind!
nRight now, it was as though many cultivators were witnessing a massive ocean vortex!
nWhen he saw that, Hang Qiuyu’s eyes widened and he shuddered.
nAs though he thought of something, a look of realization flashed through his eyes, followed by shock and finally fear!
n“Sword Intent?”
nListening to the discussions in the crowd, Hang Qiuyu wanted to laugh but could not.
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nThe first stance of the Sea Calming Manual focused on defense.
nSpace distorted with a single slash!
nAlthough Su Zimo slashed out the saber technique with a sword, the intent was the same and the power was shocking!
nThe incoming petals were sucked into the vortex, as though they had lost their direction and were flowing along with the current.
nThe other five maidservants had just charged forward when their movement techniques came to a stop and they were almost dragged away!
nYe Jiu’s gaze was sinister as she charged forward despite the pressure and waved her hand!
nA dense mass of silver needles burst forth from her sleeves. Before they even arrived, they emitted a pungent stench!
nPoison!
nIt was a familiar move that was identical to the methods of Poison Sect cultivators!
nSneering internally, Su Zimo took a deep breath of air. Just as the poison needles were about to reach his face, he suddenly opened his mouth and roared!
n“Kill!”
nThunderclap Kill!
nBoom!
nThe voice sounded like thunder in the ears of the eight maidservants!
nThe first to suffer was Ye Yi who played the flute!
nThe sound of the flute was interrupted instantly.
nYe Yi grunted and her face turned pale instantly. Cracks appeared on her flute – it was clearly crippled!
nFurthermore, Su Zimo’s roar was released with the power of his lungs and a massive air current gushed out from his mouth!
nThe poison needles were blown away by Su Zimo’s breath!
nImmediately after, a series of peerless sword beams followed.
nRipples seemed to ripple through the void towards Ye Er, Ye San and the other maidservants.
nSea Calming Manual, Ripple stance.
nSimilarly, he released his saber intent with his sword. The sword beam was cold as it sliced through Ye Er and Ye San’s throats.
nBoth of their minds went blank from the shock of Thunderclap Kill and were stunned on the spot.
nBy the time they came to their senses, they found themselves spinning and rising into the air.
nThey could see their own corpses!
nTheir corpses were headless!
nTwo gigantic heads were beheaded by Su Zimo!
nYe Ba and Ye Jiu were the closest to Su Zimo.
nThe impact of Thunderclap Kill was the strongest as well!
nBlood oozed from their nostrils, ears, mouths and eyes.
nThey were bleeding from all orifices!
nThe two of them fell stiffly to the ground and two more heads flew up before they could even touch the ground!
nIn the blink of an eye, Ye Liu was the only one left among the five people who had rushed forward.
nHer body was the strongest among the five of them and that was the reason why she was able to hold out for so long.
n“You… ”
nHowever, the moment she said a single word, Su Zimo had already walked over and slashed with his sword without giving her any chance!
nSwoosh!
nThat sword strike created a tsunami!
nYe Liu was sent flying by the sword strike the moment she raised her curved saber.
nSu Zimo severed her head casually.
nOf the eight maidservants, only three remained!
n“The three of you, don’t leave either!”
nSu Zimo advanced with his sword and wherever his sword passed, ripples would appear. The three of them were engulfed by the ripples and it was impossible for them to escape!
nCling! Clang!
nBoth parties had only exchanged three to four blows.
nThree heads that were spewing blood flew into the air and fell into the dust.
nThere were many Nascent Souls that attacked Su Zimo, but the eight maidservants suffered the most tragic outcome!
nIt was like karma.
nInitially, it was one of the maidservants who took action and beheaded a Nascent Soul. She was unreasonable and no one dared to reply.
nBut now, their fates had turned out like this!
n“It’s said that sword cultivators are ruthless and decisive in killing. Now that I’m seeing it personally, they truly live up to their reputation.”
n“That Mo Ling is way too ruthless. He doesn’t know how to be tender towards women at all.”
nThe crowd was speechless.
n“Who are you?”
nRight then, a voice sounded from the side, seemingly questioning but suppressing something – the person’s voice was quivering.
nHang Qiuyu glared at Su Zimo fixedly and his arm that was gripping his sword trembled slightly as he asked again, “Who are you?!”
nHe could tell that it was not sword intent but saber intent!
nApart from the successor of Divine Phoenix Island, there was only a single person in Tianhuang Mainland who knew about that saber intent!
n“Patron, may I know who taught you the Daming True Sutra? Please reply!”
nVoid Reversion monks of Wisdom, Hollow and Formless Monasteries stood out at the same time and asked loudly with unfriendly expressions.
n“Fufu.”
nSuddenly, Ye Tiancheng laughed and said darkly, “Do you think that you can fool everyone by using a sword as a saber and displaying saber intent?”
nHe was the number one of the Phenomenon Ranking, the number one Perfected Lord of the Middle Continent.
nNaturally, Su Zimo’s methods could not be hidden from him!
nRight then, Dao Lord Lan Yue stood up slowly and a suppressive might descended. “You’ve hidden your true appearance! Who are you exactly? How dare you disguise yourself at the Thousand Crane Tea Party!”
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