Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 226 One Kill Per Ten Steps

For these reasons, secret techniques have become rare, and ordinary small forces and martial artists have little access to such information.

When Huang Shanjun and his companion obtained the Soul-Seizing Demonic Sound, they were overjoyed and agreed to cultivate it together. However, perhaps due to Huang Shanjun's exceptional talent, he mastered the Soul-Seizing Demonic Sound in a short period of time.

It was precisely with this soul-capturing demonic sound that Huang Shanjun suddenly unleashed it when his companion asked him for advice. Caught off guard, his companion was stunned and dizzy, and Huang Shanjun killed his companion with a single shot, thus making his fortune.

Therefore, Huang Shanjun was confident that after Han Yi was hit by his Soul-Capturing Demonic Sound, he must be in a state of weak strength, numbness of qi and blood, and dizziness!

Although he currently has no weapon and little remaining strength in his body, at close range, this sword palm strike can still sever the opponent's neck and take his life!

After all, sometimes, although a martial artist's weapon is sharp, the force transmitted by a long weapon will be attenuated. If you put in ten parts of force, only two parts may be left when you hit the opponent. But the palm is different. When you put out a force, it is a whole force!

At this moment, Han Yi's mind was blank, and his eyes were filled with an unprecedented sense of disorientation.

He could see nothing, remember nothing, and had only one thought: to swing the sword in his hand.

So, without flinching or looking away, he awkwardly swung his sword at Huangshan Jun.

"Hehe..." Huang Shanjun stared at Han Yi, watching his legs go weak and his sword seemingly unsteady, and smiled contemptuously.

The murderer who killed his son is the same person who was previously afflicted by the soul-capturing demonic sound…....

Dizziness, damage to internal organs, difficulty in gathering qi and blood, inability to generate strength, and only able to rely on willpower and brute force to persevere!

But how can brute force possibly defeat a martial arts master?

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Huang Shanjun's mind, while his left hand, which had transformed into a sword palm, continued to move, even suddenly accelerating, and slashed towards Han Yi's neck. He was confident that this palm strike contained the combined force of explosive mountain force and annihilation force, and would definitely be able to make the enemy's neck explode one step ahead!

At the same time, Han Yi seemed to be in a dazed state, and did not make any dodging movements, but just slashed straight at the target.

But judging from his slow sword-wielding movements, Huang Shanjun would probably have already beheaded him with a single palm strike before he even handed the sword over!

boom!

Suddenly, the sword intent that had been condensing on the Xuan Tie sword burst forth, a resolute and chilling sword intent that seemed to say, "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the hero departs, never to return."

Sa!

If before it was man driving sword, now it is sword driving man. The Xuan Tie sword, with its resolute and deathly silence, let out a loud hiss and, without regard for anything else, suddenly moved with great speed and slashed heavily!

Like a streak of pure white rainbow light, it flashed across the heavens and earth.

Huang Shanjun's vision blurred, and he felt a sharp chill rush towards him. The next second, his vision was covered by blood.

Click!

This is the sound of bones breaking!

Under the intense pain, Han Yi finally came to his senses from the dizziness. Blood was slightly flowing from his nostrils and ears, his left shoulder was a bloody mess, and his left arm was limp and powerless, hanging down softly.

thump!

"Sword intent? Or knife intent? Am I dead?" Huang Shanjun looked at the headless body lying on the ground, its head rolling in the snow, forming a large bloody stain. His eyes were full of confusion.

The second-level martial artist possessed extremely strong vitality; even after being beheaded on the spot, he did not die immediately. Huang Shanjun's face was filled with confusion, bewilderment, and resentment.

He was just one step away; if he hadn't been momentarily stunned by the sword intent emanating from the opponent's greatsword, he wouldn't be the one dead now...

But why would a martial arts master be so strong?

Why would a martial arts master comprehend sword intent?

Even martial artists at the late stage of the Meridian Opening Realm, who have achieved the Great Perfection of Internal Strength, wouldn't dare say they could definitely enter the realm of 'Intent'...

Why did he happen to encounter a martial arts master who had grasped the essence of 'intention'?

The next instant, the icy sword intent carried by the black Xuan Tie sword suddenly erupted, spreading along Huang Shanjun's corpse and extinguishing his last breath.

Bang!

The burst of sword intent tore Huang Shanjun's corpse to pieces, leaving it riddled with holes, and even the black pillar behind him collapsed.

“That was a close call…”

Han Yi sighed inwardly, sheathed his Xuan Tie sword, and quickly took out some ointment to apply to his wound. The rejuvenating properties of the Qianyang Force were activated, and a warm sensation gathered at the wound, gradually healing it.

Call ~

Strands of black hair drifted down from his shoulders.

Huang Shanjun's palm strike was originally aimed at his neck, but the sudden burst of power from the Xuan Tie sword caused Huang Shanjun's body to shift slightly.

As a result, Huang Shanjun's palm narrowly missed his neck, cutting off his hair, and then slammed heavily onto his shoulder, causing a comminuted fracture.

"Huang Shanjun is indeed incredibly formidable!"

"If he had used such a sonic roar technique from the start, I probably wouldn't have been able to escape!" Han Yi was somewhat shaken. This time, he had really used all his methods to barely subdue this person.

In his final strike, he even used his trump card...

Sword Realm: One kill in ten steps!

Every ten steps, a kill; every ten steps outside, blood will inevitably fall from the sword's edge; within ten steps, everyone will be an enemy!

It was precisely by relying on the power of this sword that they were able to withstand Huang Shanjun's sonic roar technique with overwhelming force and cut off his head!

"It seems that the Sword Realm's 'Kill Once in Ten Steps' technique can only be used as a last resort from now on..." Han Yi felt somewhat helpless as he felt his weakened body.

Although he had comprehended both sword intent and saber intent, his sword intent was capable of killing in ten steps, while his saber intent was as heavy as a mountain.

However, it is clear that the sword intent of "Ten Steps to Kill" was created solely for killing. When used, the sword intent and killing aura of the whole body are completely contained, and the sword intent will only burst out at the last moment to annihilate all the opponent's life force.

It can be said that the Ten Steps One Kill technique was created for killing, pursuing the ultimate lethality, always accumulating power, and only fully unleashing it at the very end.

The sword intent, on the other hand, is as heavy as a mountain, and it follows a majestic and imposing style, with a direct and hard-hitting approach. Therefore, although it lacks explosive power, it can fight for a long time and has strong endurance.

"Quick, there's some noise over here!"

"We just saw the signal; it should be in this area!"

"Pay attention to formation, pay attention to formation..."

Faintly, shouts and commands could be heard in the wind.

Han Yi leaped up, using the collapsed pillar for leverage, and jumped onto the plaque on the road that was burned to half its original size, looking around.

Halfway up the mountain, from the earth to the vegetation, everything was covered in a layer of white, looking like a giant sheet of white paper from afar. And in the middle of that white paper, something was vaguely stirring.

The thing was a dark, dense mass, seemingly a tide, or perhaps...

Densely packed soldiers in brown leather armor, like a swarm of ants, surged toward Peach Blossom Village where Han Yi was located in a fan shape under the command of their captain and adjutant!

After such a long time, after Huang Shanjun gave the signal, a large number of soldiers formed a huge military formation and came to attack!

"Cough... It's time to go!"

Han Yi coughed lightly. After resting for a short while, the medicine and his strength had taken effect in restoring him.

The internal injuries I had just suffered, and the internal organs that had been shaken by the sound waves, were gradually starting to function normally again. The tingling sensation in my body, as well as the scattered blood and energy, were also beginning to recover.

Although his left arm, which had suffered a comminuted fracture, wouldn't fully recover anytime soon, thanks to Han Yi's immobilization and bandaging, it was at least no longer affecting his normal movement. Han Yi pushed off with his left foot and returned to Huang Shanjun's body. Without thinking, he quickly searched Huang's arms and waist bag.

Without time to examine it closely, he quickly collected what he had found during the search and put it into the bag on his back.

At the same time, he took out several small earthenware jars from his package, poured out the liquid inside, and evenly sprinkled it around Huang Shanjun's body and in places where he might have left traces.

The earthenware pot contained a special kind of kerosene, which was highly adhesive, hot, and difficult to extinguish.

Of course, Han Yi did not forget to replenish Xue Meipa's charge-up skill.

Then, he took out a flint and tinder and quickly lit the oil.

Hurry!

A dark red flame ignited violently, quickly engulfing the traces left by Han Yi and Huang Shanjun's corpse with crackling sounds. The fire brought intense heat, its flames fiercely licking at the withered trees and the ground, melting the snow into water, which then turned into white mist that drifted away.

Boom!

The fusion of snow and ice caused the already precarious half of the signboard to collapse, crashing to the ground and into the fire.

Crackling!

After the first major fire, the two black characters "Peach Blossom" were still faintly visible. This time, however, they disappeared completely, just like Huang Shanjun and his son Huang Zi'ang, forever falling into slumber once more.

All that remained were the distinctive aroma of burning wood and the smoky smell of raw meat.

"I have to go..."

Having done all this, Han Yi heard the approaching footsteps of an army gathering. He activated his Flying Swallow Kick, and with the stimulation of his strength, he ran in the opposite direction, leaving the scene.

Now that all the squads have assembled, it has actually given him a chance to leave. Even if there are a few squads with soldiers stationed there, as long as there is no expert like Huang Shanjun to stop him, they cannot block his way!

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"It was in this area that the fighting broke out just now, and at the same time, Lord Huang's signal also came through."

"Be on alert! Don't break formation!"

Wearing exquisite leather armor, Huang Wei loudly commanded the various teams. As Huang Shanjun's trusted adjutant, he temporarily served as the highest-ranking officer when Huang Shanjun was away.

"Something's wrong! Look, there's thick smoke over there!"

A soldier stepped forward to report that thick black smoke was rising from the nearby mountains, resembling beacon fires, drawing attention. "That place seems to be where Lord Huang last sent the signal..." Huang Wei looked up and muttered to himself, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

His current position is entirely due to Huang Shanjun's appreciation, promotion, and care.

For him, Huang Shanjun is not only a teacher and a father, but also his idol and role model.

'Lord Huang, you are the pillar of our Huang family, you absolutely cannot have any accidents happen to you...'

He prayed with utmost concern.

Soon after, a large group of people followed the smoke and arrived at the fire area.

Located in a snowy and icy place, and then in freezing temperatures, the fire quickly waned and dimmed after the people threw large amounts of soil and snow water into it, until it was extinguished, leaving only wisps of black smoke.

"This is…...."

Huang Wei picked up the broken weapon fragments from the ground, his pupils shrinking.