Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Chapter 564 Sun Ming wields his sword, approaching the level of a top-tier grandmaster!

Excalibur Villa.

What a powerful sword!

Jiang Ning looked at the scene above him and was amazed.

This move by Shangguan Feilong put the greatest pressure on him compared to any enemy he had encountered so far.

Before the sword strike even landed, he felt a needle-like stinging pain between his eyebrows.

This is due to the soaring sword intent.

"When the man is strong, the sword is even stronger!!"

Jiang Ning thought to himself.

He now understood that although Shangguan Feilong was strong, his longsword was even stronger.

He could sense that the longsword above him seemed to have a life of its own.

Ordinary sword masters control their swords with their own power, but at this moment he felt as if the sword was controlling him.

"This must be the foundation of the Shangguan family!" Jiang Ning looked at the constantly descending sword tips, their brilliance dazzling, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

next moment.

He circulated his internal energy and blood to the fullest extent, bombarding every part of his body.

Rumbling--

A terrifying sound suddenly resounded within my body, like rolling thunder and booming lightning.

With the full stimulation of Qi and blood, the protective golden light became even brighter.

Subsequently.

As the sword light fell, its brilliance shone forth, turning the surroundings into a blinding white, as if it were daytime.

Zhao Yulong, Sun Ming, and the others narrowed their eyes, trying to see through the blinding light and discern the outcome of Shangguan Feilong's attack.

Immediately.

When the brilliance fades.

Sun Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhao Yulong couldn't help but smile.

In the middle of the battlefield, Jiang Ning caught the falling sword with his bare hands.

At this moment, Shangguan Feilong looked completely incredulous.

With the help of his family's divine sword, he is now a third-grade Celestial Master.

Even without relying on his family's divine sword, his own strength alone—his sword intent having reached a high level and transcending the boundaries of heaven and earth—made him the undisputed strongest member of the Shangguan clan.

A veteran master whose strength far surpasses that of ordinary masters.

Now, he wields his family's heirloom sword, and with his strength, the sword becomes even stronger.

With both factors combined, he has already joined the ranks of true grandmasters.

With the power of the divine sword, even a slightly weaker Grandmaster was no match for him.

However, Jiang Ning caught this peak sword strike with his bare hands.

"What kind of freak is this?" The thought flashed through his mind.

at the same time.

Jiang Ning's slightly anxious heart finally settled down.

He also gave up the ability to shrink the distance between people, which he was always ready to use.

Holding the longsword, he felt the spirit contained within it.

This feeling was very similar to the spirit weapon he had used before.

It was obvious that the longsword in Shangguan Feilong's hand was a spiritual weapon, a spiritual weapon containing extremely strong spirituality.

Its spiritual power far surpasses that of his previous sword.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he instantly exerted force with his right hand.

With the blessing of the Dragon and Elephant Power, the power he unleashed at this moment was extremely astonishing.

hum! ! !
As he exerted force in his palm, his five fingers slowly tightened.

The sword trembled and groaned, as if a baby were crying.

"Not good!!" Shangguan Feilong sensed the meaning conveyed to him by his family's divine sword, and his expression changed again.

next moment.

He took a deep breath.

"Open—" Shangguan Feilong shouted.

In an instant.

A burst of brilliant light erupted from the sword, as dazzling as the midday sun!
Jiang Ning immediately felt as if thousands of silver needles were piercing his palm, or as if thousands of ants were crawling into it.

That's not enough!!
Jiang Ning continued to exert his strength, his whole body bursting with golden light, the golden light in his palm flickering erratically.

The protective golden light in his palm was repeatedly broken through by the sword intent, yet it was repeatedly condensed by him.

The sword intent seeped into his palm, but he easily neutralized it.

this moment.

Shangguan Feilong felt the urgent message from his family's divine sword, and his heart grew increasingly heavy.

Jiang Ning held the sword, which seemed to be cast in fine iron and could not be moved in the slightest. The sword's constant groans and trembling indicated that if this continued, the family heirloom sword would inevitably be damaged.

"What kind of monster is this?!" Shangguan Feilong was somewhat flustered.

"Sun Ming, make your move!!" He suddenly thought of Sun Ming standing beside him and turned to call out.

“Shangguan Feilong, that’s not how you ask for a favor!” Sun Ming said.

"Master, please lend a hand!" Shangguan Feilong's tone changed.

"Sun Ming, your opponent is me!" Upon hearing their conversation, Zhao Yulong flashed forward and stood between Sun Ming and Jiang Ning.

“Lord Zhao, you are not qualified yet!” Sun Ming shook his head.

He raised his hand, forming a sword-finger gesture, and pointed it at Zhao Yulong.

laugh--

The sword intent pierced the air, and a burst of sword light erupted like a torrent of rivers.

Before Zhao Yulong could react to the sword light that carried the force of a river, he was sent flying.

The sword light pierced through his body, heading straight for Jiang Ning.

Grandmaster!

As the thought flashed through Zhao Yulong's mind, he finally felt the excruciating pain that pierced his heart.

at the same time.

Jiang Ning was enveloped in a burst of golden light.

thump—

The sword light that pierced through Zhao Yulong's body struck the golden light surrounding him, and suddenly a resounding, majestic sound rang out.

Then the protective golden light around Jiang Ning shattered, and his figure was forcibly shifted a centimeter to the side.

The clothes on his right arm were torn, but he was completely unharmed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shangguan Feilong shrunk the size of the divine sword in his hand, and transformed into a sword light, instantly arriving at a distance of three feet from Jiang Ning.

See this.

Jiang Ning did not press the matter further.

He reached out and shook his numb right hand.

I had just been continuously struck by the sword intent, as if thousands of silver needles were piercing me, or as if thousands of ants were crawling on my palm.

At this moment, as the blood and qi repeatedly flowed through his right palm, the unusual discomfort quickly disappeared.

"Indestructible body!!" Sun Ming looked at Jiang Ning, who was completely unharmed, with a solemn expression.

"Two sword intents, four blood exchanges?" Jiang Ning asked.

Sun Ming nodded, then said, "You are the most powerful opponent I have ever faced."

Jiang Ning said, "You too!"

“With someone like you around, it’s no wonder the old master of the manor fell!” Sun Ming said.

"With such strength, it's no wonder that Master Sun, despite not being a member of the same clan, was able to ascend to the position of Master of Divine Sword Manor!" Jiang Ning praised.

Sun Ming, standing before us, is undoubtedly a legend in the eyes of the world.

If we consider Sun Ming's era, he would be the protagonist unique to his time.

He started as an apprentice in a blacksmith shop and eventually became the master of Shenjian Manor, despite not having the surname of a commoner.

Having witnessed Sun Ming's strength today, he felt even more that Sun Ming was being wasted here.

To rise to this level within the vast power of a clan requires such a status.

The difficulties involved are beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

Now, Sun Ming has quietly become the strongest person in Dongling County besides himself.

Having undergone four blood transfusions, the Celestial Master has mastered two highly refined sword intents.

Zhao Yulong, the head of the inspection office, was no match for him.

Zhao Yulong is no ordinary man either. Several months ago, he broke through his own limits and entered the ranks of the Celestial Masters, undergoing a second blood transfusion.

Throughout the entire Dongling Prefecture, they are all renowned powerhouses.

at this time.

Shangguan Feilong gave Sun Ming a complicated look.

"Sun Ming, take this sword!" Shangguan Feilong called out.

He threw his longsword, and the sword light transformed into a rainbow, as if it possessed a life of its own, tracing an arc around Jiang Ning in the air before flying into Sun Ming's hand.

“Master, this sword is no match for him in my hands, but it might be different in yours!” Shangguan Feilong said.

Sun Ming raised his hand and grabbed the longsword, which landed in his hand.

next moment.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Blood symbiosis?" he wondered to himself.

He glanced at Jiang Ning, showing no intention of making a move, and then looked at the longsword in his hand.

Then he glanced at Jiang Ning again.

At this moment, Jiang Ning was enveloped in a faint protective golden light, his body radiating a clear glow, without any marks. He hesitated for only a moment.

He then smeared his palm against the sword's edge, and a bloodstain appeared before quickly disappearing, swallowed by the longsword.

He felt an instant spiritual connection with the longsword in his hand; he could sense the spiritual thoughts within the sword, and the sword also gave him a wondrous feeling of merging with his flesh and blood.

"What a fine sword!!!" Sun Ming exclaimed, holding the divine sword passed down through generations of the Shangguan family.

Only when he held the divine sword in his hand did he realize just how powerful it was.

With the divine sword in hand, his strength could reach a new level.

At that moment, he also understood why the Shangguan family had been able to prosper for so long.

next moment.

Sun Ming gripped his longsword and brandished it, unleashing a dazzling light and soaring sword intent.

The powerful sword intent transformed into a tangible sharpness, causing Zhao Yulong, who had just taken a pill to stabilize his injuries, to retreat repeatedly.

At this moment, Shangguan Feilong seemed to have lost the divine sword, his nose started bleeding, and he instantly became much weaker.

Faced with the powerful sword intent erupting from Sun Ming's body, he couldn't help but retreat.

"I hope Sun Ming can win!!" Shangguan Feilong thought to himself as he watched the sword intent erupting from Sun Ming's body.

At this moment, Sun Ming gave him a particularly powerful feeling.

Having received the spiritual blessing of the divine sword, the pressure he felt was far greater than before.

"Sun Ming should be close to becoming a top-tier grandmaster by now, right?" A thought flashed through Shangguan Feilong's mind.

the other side.

Feeling the surging power within his body and the exponential increase in sword intent, Sun Ming couldn't help but feel a sense of fascination.

"Is this the power of strength?" He slowly raised the longsword in his hand, his eyes blazing like fire.

"With the blessing of the Shangguan family's divine sword, my combat power should be almost on par with that of a top-tier grandmaster, right?" The thought flashed through Sun Ming's mind again.

"If I can fully master this sword, could I reach heights I never imagined?"

At this moment, greed began to grow in Sun Ming's heart.

at this time.

Jiang Ning already held a long sword in his hand.

He moved instantly, arriving within a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) of Sun Ming.

Boom——

A thunderclap boomed in the spring, and the glint of a blade was dazzling.

clang--

The sound of metal clashing was deafening.

Even with the spirit sword parrying on its own, this slash still sent Sun Ming flying.

The blow caused his blood to surge, his hands to go numb, and his body to fly backward.

The longsword in his hand also emitted mournful cries.

"You should be distracted in battle? If it weren't for the spirit weapon's sentience and ability to parry, this strike would have taken your life!" Jiang Ning's voice rang in Sun Ming's ears.

He had just endured a strike from Jiang Ning's Jingzhe (Awakening of Insects) aura, and knew that Jiang Ning's words were absolutely true.

"Thank goodness this divine weapon has a spirit! If it weren't for it, I might have truly been defeated!" As Sun Ming was flying backward, another thought flashed through his mind.

at this time.

Boom——

A sudden clap of thunder in the summer sun shook Sun Ming, leaving him disoriented.

It was merely a momentary dissipation.

Jiang Ning brought down his blade again.

The long sword pierced the air like lightning, turning the surroundings a deathly white.

Sun Ming's longsword once again drew power on its own, blocking the inevitable path of Jiang Ning's strike.

In an instant, it was like an iron chain spanning the river.

Zheng!
The sound of metal clashing rang out once more.

The burst of powerful wind swept in all directions like a knife.

puff--

Sun Ming coughed up blood and flew backward at an even faster speed.

After regaining his senses, he looked at Jiang Ning with horror.

The sound of the blade rang out like thunder in spring, shaking one's soul.

The blade flashed out swiftly, arriving in an instant.

Just two stabs were enough to inflict internal injuries on him, causing his breathing to become erratic.

at this time.

Jiang Ning moved again, his figure blurring as he arrived within ten feet of Sun Ming once more.

boom--

Spring thunder roared.

Having learned from the previous two experiences, Sun Ming remained calm and composed.

As he flew backward, he raised his hand and thrust out with his sword.

Wow!
The sword light surged, producing a thunderous roar like a rushing river.

"River Sword Intent!!" Zhao Yulong looked at the sword intent that Sun Ming unleashed with his sword, his mind becoming solemn.

He had just personally tried Sun Ming's River Sword Intent.

With just a single sword gesture, he was defeated.

Such an exaggerated gap indicates that Sun Ming's strength is not on the same level as his.

They will surely cross that threshold and join the ranks of powerful masters.

If he were to fight Sun Ming one-on-one, judging from their recent exchange, he would be killed by Sun Ming's sword in just a few rounds at most.

Now, Sun Ming is holding the Shangguan family's heirloom sword, and his sword intent surges once again. The mere residual power of the sword is enough to cause him pain all over his body.

If they were to clash head-on, he felt that the mere impact of the sword intent would dissolve his flesh and blood, killing him instantly.

Take action on this.

Facing Sun Ming's unleashed River Sword Intent.

Jiang Ning's eyes were blazing with fire, and his pupils appeared faintly golden in the reflection of the flames.

Using his fiery eyes, he could instantly see the flow of energy.

He instantly saw the weakness in Jianghe's sword intent.

boom!
He swung his sword down.

The solidified sword intent dissipated, its remaining force transforming into a burst of sword light.

shhhhh--

Sounds broke through the air.

The split sword light spread, and bursts of blood exploded, accompanied by screams all around.

In just a split second, the aftershocks spread and more than twenty people fell to the ground.

Zhao Yulong looked at the blood hole in his palm and was even more horrified.

Even the sword intent contained in the aftershocks was too much for his palm to withstand.

the other side.

The onlookers realized what was happening and hastily retreated.

In the battlefield.

Jiang Ning slashed out with his sword once more.

boom!
A thunderous roar erupted, and the blade flashed like lightning.

Sun Ming raised his sword again. After adjusting, his mind was no longer shaken by the thunderous explosion in his mind.

The sword light surged forth, like the roaring of a river.

Jiang Ning cleaved it in two with a single stroke.

The sword intent burst forth once more, scattering in all directions.

Jiang Ning then unleashed a series of blows, each aimed directly at Sun Ming's vital points.

Sun Ming could only unleash the River Sword Intent to defend himself while retreating repeatedly.

The two fought from one courtyard to another, and then from one courtyard to another.

Wherever it passed, it left a trail of devastation, as if ravaged by a violent storm.

The aftershocks of their fight were enough to take the lives of spectators.

The battle was so fierce that no one dared to watch.

After a cup of tea.

Jiang Ning swung his sword again, cleaving away the oncoming sword intent.

"That's amazing!!"

Seeing that Sun Ming showed no signs of weakening, he couldn't help but admire him.

at the same time.

Sun Ming felt a secret sense of unease.

Through their repeated encounters, he had come to realize that Jiang Ning could see through the weaknesses in his Jianghe Sword Intent at a glance.

No matter how he tried to hide, Jiang Ning could always strike his weak point with a precise slash, shattering his full-force Jianghe sword intent.

He never held back with any of his sword strikes, nor did he dare to.

Even so, the situation has not shown any signs of reversing.

Faced with Jiang Ning's attack, he could only fight and retreat.

At this moment, Jiang Ning still looked as vigorous as ever, which made him feel a little desperate.

Without the support of the divine sword in his hand, he knew he would have already fallen into a losing position.

The reason he can still unleash his full power so freely is simply because of the magic of the divine sword in his hand.

Holding the divine sword, he felt that his power was inexhaustible, and no matter how much he squandered it, he could not be drained dry.

(End of this chapter)