Yinshan Record

Chapter 275 Hidden Sword to Mobilize the Enemy (Part 1)

The sword light soared into the sky, aiming straight for the six yang peaks on Su Che's head.

Its sword is a deep, dark blue, like the reflection in a cold pool, almost invisible, yet it is a deadly move that has been lying in wait for a long time.

Its speed was like thunder, and the sword light meandered down, even though Su Che had already set up the Yin Spring Nine Bends as a defense around it.

However, this protective magic weapon, which Yu Lizi had personally crafted, could only block the swift sword light for a fleeting moment.

With the deadly attack imminent, Su Che couldn't possibly move into the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden in time.

Because the opponent, who had been lying in wait for a long time, didn't even give Su Che a chance to change his mind.

cut.

Su Che was not one to sit idly by and wait for death. Relying on the fleeting moment he had fought for through the Nine Bends of Yin Spring, Su Che slightly adjusted his body, avoiding the vital point of his throat, and met the sword light, which was like a hidden poisonous viper, with his chest.

At the same time, he focused his sword intent on his fingertips and suddenly unleashed the Taiyu Abi Sword.

Although the scale and momentum of the hastily arranged attack could not match the full force of Su Che's prepared attack, Su Che possessed the decisiveness to exchange injury for injury.

The sword light pierced through his chest, and a burst of blood immediately erupted from Su Che's chest.

Having landed a successful blow, the man was about to escape by riding the sword light when he was forced to retreat by Su Che's sword intent, and his counterattack stopped him in mid-air.

Su Che looked up and saw a short swordsman dressed in gray, holding a strange snake-shaped sword, with orange-yellow eyes that exuded a chilling murderous aura.

"What excellent sword intent! It's a pity that I only caught a glimpse of it, not the whole picture."

The man looked at the open wound on Su Che's chest and chuckled wickedly.

"However, you have seen the whole thing about our Remnant Viper Sword."

Su Che snorted coldly, and a sinister sword intent spread downwards from his chest.

Leaving aside the extraordinary nature of this fellow's sword intent.

Judging from its structure, it is the Great True Illusion Sword Intent technique that I had previously discussed with Yan Qi. It conceals its form and shrinks into the formless, and when the sword is drawn, the killing intent is fierce.

This assassin's sword truly deserves the title of exquisite.

In addition, this ruthless and merciless nature of waiting for the right opportunity to strike made Su Che very interested in him, or rather, them.

These people would certainly not be unknown even if they were located in the East China Sea.

Su Che placed his hand on his chest; the wound inflicted by the gray-clad swordsman's sword light had not only torn open his flesh.

But besides the blood, their own innate vital energy was also constantly being lost.

This can be said to have damaged its very foundation.

"Good sword."

Su Che stood proudly amidst the billowing Yin energy, a smile playing on his lips: "I, Su, have seen countless famous swords in the world. To die at the hands of a swordsman like you today would be a death without regret."

While carefully gathering his magical power to try to stop the fundamental energy in his body from leaking out, Su Che took out a golden piece of paper from the Nine Bends of Yin Spring.

Even with the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden at his disposal, he still had to be careful of the other party suddenly launching an attack.

The speed of the sword light was truly astounding.

The gray-clad swordsman was indeed the opponent he hated most right now.

"This is a fragment of a nine-page golden book that Su found."

As Su Che spoke, he looked at the burly man who was constantly approaching from the other side.

At such a critical moment of life and death, neither Madam Xie nor Yan Qi can be relied upon.

You can only rely on yourself.

"This treasure is bestowed upon a swordsman like yourself; let it not be allowed to gather dust elsewhere."

As Su Che spoke, he used his sword technique to send out this page of golden book.

The golden light was dazzling, and although it seemed swift, it was not actually that fast. It landed lightly in front of the gray-clad swordsman.

He, however, appeared as if facing a formidable enemy, lightly flicking the page of the golden book aside with his sword. "Ridiculous! Do you think we're just starting out to make a living?"

The gray-clad swordsman gently blew on the blade of his serpentine sword.

"Go back to your hometown and use those petty tricks of sowing discord and enticing people to fool your kids."

As he spoke, he flicked the page of the golden book toward the armored man with his sword.

"Hmph, what kind of good-for-nothing is this, raised on a life of luxury? What does he know about loyalty?"

The armored giant merely sneered when he thought about the identity and background of the person before him.

These spoiled brats, raised in the comforts of the Central Plains, have no idea what heroes who have emerged from the storms of the East China Sea are.
The grey-clad swordsman sheathed his sword and stood with his eyes slightly closed. With his keen eyesight, he had naturally read the page of the golden book, but now he was pondering the meaning of the words within.

What this playboy said is not wrong; judging from the text, it is indeed a Buddhist lineage.

The burly man took the page of the golden book with a flick of his wrist. He was protected by magical armor, so he was naturally much more confident than the gray-clad swordsman.

He held the golden book in his hands, but glanced at it briefly out of the corner of his eye.

The lion and blue lotus, complete with the nine-page golden book obtained by the Buddha from the sacred Buddhist site of Dalingjiu Temple, is indeed this very thing.

The armored giant was different from the gray-clad swordsman. A few days ago, he had seen one page of the nine-page golden book in the hands of a Buddhist figure. Today, when he looked at it again, he could see almost everything.

The young man surnamed Su in front of me actually had one page from the nine-page golden book.

Unexpectedly, there was a pleasant surprise today.

"Both of you are highly skilled. If I were to say that I would use this golden book to buy my own life, it would probably only make everyone laugh even harder."

Su Che looked at the two of them and said, "I'm afraid you both know who I am and what my cultivation level is."

The gray-clad swordsman and the armored giant exchanged a glance, then let out a noncommittal chuckle.

"Don't even mention a mere page of the golden book, even nine pages are in my hands. As long as I die, both of you will be able to get them."

The two watched coldly, seemingly uninterested in what Su Che was really up to.

"However, there is one piece of news that I think could give me a little more breathing room."

Su Che smiled and said, "Don't you two want to know where I got this page of the golden book from?"

silence.

These two guys.

Su Che could only laugh now. When they took that page of the golden book, Su Che knew he had already won this round.

If these people are assassins carefully trained by someone, they will take action immediately no matter what you say.

Because suicide squad members have no self-interest to consider; all they seek is to complete their mission.

Since they're not suicide bombers, that makes things easier.

Xixi in the world is Lilai. The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit.

Why are these young talents from the East China Sea not thinking about achieving immortality as soon as possible, but instead cooperating so skillfully to kill people everywhere?
Is it about upholding justice and chivalry?
It's all about profit.

If the benefits offered are sufficient, they will hesitate and waver.

Su Che was really curious.

Who exactly is this group of people who ambushed us today, intending to kill us?

Who are these people here for?

He himself, the one destined to be the Azure Dragon of the Six Directions, was still the Prince of Wuling who was only interested in watching the show but had unknowingly fallen into demonic possession.

Su Che raised his hand, and an ancient-looking bronze wine cup appeared in his hand. The rim of the cup rippled with light, and wisps of imperial wine rose and fell within it like mist.

"I wonder if the words 'Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden' can buy us a little breathing space?"

(End of this chapter)