Martial Arts: After ten years of sword-drawing, the Sword God must bow his head when he sees me

Chapter 28 Unstoppable
"My sister's cultivation is only at the second level of the Tiangang Realm, but he has already reached the fifth level of the Tiangang Realm?"

Next to him, feeling the fluctuations of true energy coming from Shen Ping'an's body, Lian Xing couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Although Yao Yue and Zhang Sanniang did not say anything, their beautiful eyes were also filled with surprise when they looked at Shen Ping'an, who had a terrifying aura.

Today in the East Factory, after Shen Ping'an's self-narration, Zhang Sanniang and Yao Yue were secretly guessing Shen Ping'an's true cultivation level.

However, the two women guessed that Shen Ping'an was about the same age as them and had been obsessed with swordsmanship. Even if he was extremely talented, his cultivation level was at most the ninth level of Guiyuan Realm or the initial stage of Tiangang Realm, which was slightly worse than the two of them.

Who would have thought that Shen Ping'an's true cultivation level had reached the fifth level of Tiangang Realm.

Shangguan Haitang's cultivation was insufficient, and it was difficult for her to judge Shen Ping'an's cultivation level from the fluctuations of his true qi.

When he heard Lian Xing's words and looked at Shen Ping'an, he was shocked.

Only Qu Feiyan and Shen Qingshan, who had previously learned about Shen Ping'an's strength from Shen Ping'an, were in a more stable mood.

At the same time, as the sword intent and true energy filled Shen Ping'an's dantian and meridians, Shen Ping'an raised his eyes slightly and opened his lips.

"God, be careful."

As the words fell, Shen Pingan did not give Zhu Wusi any room to respond. He held the green bamboo with his five fingers and exerted force. The surging breath and sword intent suddenly burst out from Shen Pingan's body.

The inky black sword intent, wrapped in true energy, reverberated around Shen Ping'an like ink and water, flowing like running water.

An even more terrifying icy aura emanated from Shen Ping'an.

The next moment, Shen Pingan slowly raised the green bamboo in his hand.

With the infusion of sword intent and true energy, this ordinary green bamboo now seemed to have turned into a real sword.

As the swords were raised, the sounds of soft sword chimes emerged from the green bamboo.

With the infusion of true energy and sword intent, the originally emerald green bamboo began to be stained with a layer of ink.

Black ink sword energy condensed from around the green bamboo, making the green bamboo in Shen Ping'an's hand look a bit more sinister and eerie.

When the bamboo leaves falling from the air with the wind were half a foot away from Shen Ping'an, they were cut smoothly as if they fell on a sharp blade.

At this moment, the sword energy surrounding Shen Ping'an alone has reached the level of splitting gold and breaking jade.

The terrifying aura spread out instantly like surging ocean waves, causing the three women, Yao Yue, Lian Xing and Zhang Sanniang, who were watching the battle, to change their expressions slightly, and a sense of palpitations surged in their hearts.

Shen Qingshan, Qu Feiyan and Shangguan Haitang standing next to them inexplicably felt as if the blood in their bodies was freezing and they couldn't help but shiver.

However, just a little bit of the dissipated aura was enough to cause such a reaction from Yao Yue, Zhang Sanniang and others, not to mention Zhu Wusi at this moment.

As Shen Ping'an's breath locked onto Zhu Wushi, Zhu Wushi's heart began to alarm.

Looking at Shen Ping'an, who was surrounded by sword intent and surging true energy, Zhu Wusi's face had become extremely solemn.

The true energy in the body is also circulating wildly, ready to be released.

The next moment, with the sound of a soft sword chirping, a three-foot green sword trembled in the air, making bursts of sword chirping sounds.

Surrounded by the true energy injected into Shen Ping'an's hands, the entire sword actually had a somewhat eerie and terrifying feeling.

When his right foot lightly stepped on the ground, Shen Ping'an's whole body pierced through the space like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, instantly crossing most of the distance and appearing ten feet in front of Zhu Wusi.

Subsequently.

Sword raised.

"buzzing"

As he raised and waved the three-foot green bamboo in his right hand, which had been stained with a layer of dirt, a dark scar emerged from the air as the green bamboo moved.

If Yan Shisan were here at this moment, he would be surprised to find that the afterimages in the air were actually the result of the first fourteen swords of "The Thirteen Deadly Swords".

Amidst the sword shadows, the three-foot-long green bamboo in Shen Ping'an's hand thrust out through the air like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue. The sword energy was like a sharp blade, slicing through the air with a piercing shriek that sent shudders down one's spine.

The sounds of swords were like evening drums and morning bells, carrying a chilling and murderous feeling, striking fiercely at the hearts of Zhu Wusi and the people around him, making their hearts feel heavy as lead and a chill suddenly surging.

And when the sound of sword rang out and the long sword broke through the air, in Zhu Wushi's perception, the time around him seemed to freeze, and the air was filled with an indescribable sense of oppression.

And there was an invisible force locking him down, making him unable to move.

As the ink-stained green bamboo in his eyes continued to grow larger in his sight, a chill ran down Zhu Wusi's spine, like bamboo shoots after rain, rushing straight to his head.

Until the three-foot green bamboo in the air was less than half a foot away from Zhu Wusi, Zhu Wusi, who had regained consciousness, suddenly growled.

The terrifying true energy and powerful strength burst out from Zhu Wushi's body.

The fluctuation of his true energy is not at the seventh level of Tiangang Realm, but clearly at the ninth level of Tiangang Realm.

As the hidden cultivation suddenly exploded at this moment, a mad influx of fists suddenly rushed towards the green bamboo in the air.

The fist flew across the air, and the true energy and special strength condensed inside brought about a terrifying fist wind that whistled towards him, carrying the momentum to destroy all obstacles in front of him.

The next moment, the fists and bamboos collided, and a terrifying air wave burst out with Shen Pingan and Zhu Wuwei as the center, turning into a strong wind and dissipating.

The inky figure in the bamboo forest paused for a moment, then took another step forward.

In his hand, he held a three-foot green bamboo that condensed the sword intent and sword energy, and he moved forward with an unstoppable force.

He violently broke through the fist wind and true energy surrounding Zhu Wusi's fist.

Until it brushed the back of Zhu Wushi's hand, it continued to stab Zhu Wushi's chest.

"I can't catch this sword!"

At this moment, this thought couldn't be suppressed in Zhu Wusi's mind.

Afterwards, Zhu Wushi let out a low shout, and powerful true energy mixed with unique strength surged out of Zhu Wushi's body, turning into layers of protective qi.

However, as the sword intent and sword energy on the three-foot green bamboo in the air surged and spit out, the internal energy condensed around Zhu Wusi was torn apart easily like tofu.

Looking at this scene, Zhu Wusi's expression suddenly changed, and surprise appeared in his eyes. After the true energy in his body stagnated for a moment, it suddenly circulated in another mysterious way.

At the same time, Shen Ping'an clearly felt a strange suction force emerging from Zhu Wusi's body.

The sword power, sword intent, and even the true energy that he had condensed were like a drop in the ocean, quickly dissipating.

Moreover, the long sword in his hand deviated three inches at the moment when it was about to fall on Zhu Wusi's chest, and instead fell on Zhu Wusi's left shoulder.

"puff!"

As the three-foot green bamboo touched Zhu Wusi's shoulder, the remaining sword intent and sword force condensed into a point of cold light that pierced through Zhu Wusi's left shoulder, and blood splattered.

After vomiting a mouthful of blood, Zhu Wusi's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and only stopped after crashing into several green bamboos as thick as bowls.

The moment he steadied his body with his feet, Zhu Wusi spat out another mouthful of blood.

The color on his face quickly faded and his breath became weak.

If that's the case, that's it.

As Zhu Wushi spat out several mouthfuls of blood, the fluctuations of the true energy in his body suddenly became chaotic.

Immediately afterwards, to the astonishment of Zhang Sanniang and others, the fluctuations of true Qi in Zhu Wushi's body quickly retreated.

His aura dropped all the way from the ninth level of Tiangang Realm to the seventh level of Tiangang Realm.

(End of this chapter)