Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 217 Unparalleled Brilliance (Two chapters combined)

Guo Zhugui, as one of the three leaders of the Jinglong Society, had witnessed countless extraordinary skills and techniques, but the condensation of sword energy was something he had never seen before!

The smile on Jiang Yunbo's face vanished, replaced by deep shock and disbelief.

The eighteen bronze men that the Cao Gang spent huge sums of money and painstaking efforts to train were all top-notch martial arts masters, one in a million. When the Shaolin bronze men were trained to their full potential, they were invulnerable to swords and spears and could fight against thousands of troops.

But now, someone has casually pointed at him—no, casually swung his sword—and effortlessly killed him?!

"This power truly seems like the legendary sword energy taking form!"

The constable was also stunned and his eyes widened. Although he knew that Li Fu's martial arts were unfathomable, he did not expect that he would have such unpredictable methods!

"The legendary sword energy taking form? —"

The other experts from the Jinglong Society stared in horror at Li Fu's closed sword fingers, their faces filled with undisguised shock.

"Let me see what tricks you people have up your sleeves again."

Li Fu moved again, swift as lightning and sharp as the wind, taking steps with light footwork that left behind afterimages.

With a casual flick of his right hand, the three-foot-long sword energy seemed to come alive, leaving behind invisible yet deadly trails. This was none other than the Shaochong Sword from the Six Meridians Divine Swords, light and swift, perfectly complementing the ethereal and exquisite Huifeng Wuliu Sword Technique.

"kill!

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A bronze statue roared to embolden itself, its fists like hammers, attacking from both sides.

Li Fu neither dodged nor avoided, but instead flicked his sword diagonally upwards!

"Sizzle—!"

It was as if a hot knife was slicing through butter.

The bronze figure's thick, pillar-like right arm snapped off at the elbow joint with a sharp, clean cut. There was a momentary delay, as the sword energy sealed off the veins and blood vessels, and only then did blood spurt out.

The bronze figure stared blankly at his arm that had fallen to the ground. Before he could feel the intense pain, Li Fu's sword finger had already struck out, the sword energy piercing through his chest and leaving a bloody hole in his heart.

On the other side, two bronze figures, one on the left and one on the right, attempted to restrain Li Fu.

Li Fu slightly turned his body, his sword finger drawing two graceful and swift small arcs in the air.

The wind rustles through the willows!

The sword energy was ethereal and elusive, like a gentle spring breeze brushing against willow branches, soft yet penetrating everywhere.

A thin, almost imperceptible red line appeared on the necks of both bronze figures simultaneously. Immediately afterward, their heads tilted to the side, and their tall, strong bodies collapsed like a mountain of gold or a jade pillar.

Li Fu moved with his sword, the sword energy crisscrossing and sometimes flowing like the Yangtze River, sweeping and slashing, cutting the oncoming bronze figure in half, limbs and arms:

At times, it is like a gentle breeze and drifting clouds, ethereal and unpredictable, slipping into the gaps between the bronze figure's fists and feet, aiming straight for vital points;

It is like the swaying of willow branches, seemingly gentle, yet wherever it sweeps, the bronze skin of the bronze figure, which is impervious to swords and spears, is easily cut open with deep, bone-revealing cuts, just like fragile rice paper!

Cuts iron like mud!

Truly capable of cutting through iron like mud!

Even the renowned Shaolin Bronze Man Skill, famous throughout the martial arts world, is as fragile as paper in the face of this invisible sword energy!

No matter how strong you are, no matter how tough you are, wherever the sword energy passes, limbs will be torn apart, and the lungs will be pierced through. There will be no chance of survival!

In just a dozen breaths, limbs and severed bodies flew everywhere on the deck, accompanied by muffled groans and screams.

The remaining imposing and fierce copper men of the canal gang were like crops being harvested in a field, falling to the ground as easily as cutting melons and vegetables wherever Li Fu pointed his sword!

Some had their hands and feet severed, howling and rolling in agony; others had their vital organs pierced, dying on the spot.

Some even had their necks slashed by the sword energy, resulting in their heads being separated from their bodies!

The intense stench of blood instantly overpowered the fishy smell of the river water, and mixed with the chill, it was nauseating.

"Sword energy has materialized... Could it really be sword energy materializing?!"

Jiang Yunbo and Guo Zhugui, these two unparalleled masters who had just been so arrogant and confident of victory, were now filled with trepidation.

That flickering sword of energy, though formless and intangible, exuded a terrifying aura that was sharper and more deadly than any divine weapon!

When Li Fu just displayed Tai Chi, although his skill was exquisite and he had the upper hand, it was still within their ability to cope. Even if his skill was close to the Dao, it was still within the scope of martial arts that ordinary people could understand.

But at this moment, Li Fu extended a sword light from his finger, slashed through the air, and killed someone several feet away. This was almost legendary, almost like the work of a ghost or god!

That kind of fierce, incomparable, defenseless, and life-or-death terrifying sense of oppression is completely different from the rounded defense of Tai Chi. Life and death are all determined by a single sword strike.

"What a powerful, invisible sword of energy that can cut through iron like mud! Let me see if the legendary materialized sword energy is truly that formidable!"

Guo Zhugui diligently cultivated the Xuanming Ice Soul Scripture, believing that his true energy had become so refined and cold that it had reached a state of perfection. He could condense ice with a wave of his hand, making it as hard as raw iron. This was a level of martial arts that ordinary people could not even imagine.

While the invisible sword energy formed purely from sharp sword energy was startling to him, it was absolutely impossible for him to admit defeat.

He suddenly swung his palm to attack.

Jiang Yunbo's eyes showed unprecedented solemnity and apprehension. However, as one of the four hall masters of the Cao Gang, he was also a man of great experience and battle-hardened. Despite his fear, the martial arts skills and temperament of a peerless master still calmed him down.

"The map of the Forbidden Palace's secret passages is crucial to the success of our grand plan; it cannot be lost. Let's go together."

Ignoring Guo Zhugui, who attacked first, Li Fu aimed his sword at Jiang Yunbo, whose martial arts were slightly weaker.

An invisible sword of energy pierced through the air, silent and swift as lightning, aiming straight for his throat!

"Waves piled up a thousand times!"

With the example of the copper figures of the Canal Gang still fresh in everyone's minds, how could Jiang Yunbo dare to test the sharpness of that sword energy with his own flesh and blood?

He yelled and pushed his Surging Waves Palm to its limit, his palms waving wildly in front of him. Layer upon layer of palm shadows and surging palm force instantly formed seven or eight walls of energy, and his body slid to the side and back like a startled fish.

laugh--!

With a soft sound, the seemingly thick wall of energy was easily pierced through like paper in the face of the invisible sword energy!

The sword energy grazed Jiang Yunbo's neck, taking away a strand of hair and leaving a shallow, chilling bloodstain on his side!

Li Fu was about to slash diagonally with his sword, sending the man's head flying into the air.

"Ice Soul True Qi!"

But at this moment, Guo Zhugui had already launched an attack with his palm. The cold blue aura in his palm was contained, while a faint white frost appeared on the edge of his palm. He struck at Li Fu's vitals, using the strategy of attacking Wei to relieve Zhao.

"No matter how powerful your invisible sword energy is, it still requires internal energy to condense. Once I freeze your meridians, disrupting the flow of your internal energy, let's see how you'll wield this sword energy then!"

"The idea is good, but I'm afraid your martial arts skills are not good enough." Li Fu turned around and smoothly unleashed a sword strike, easily forcing Guo Zhugui back.

The sword energy grazed past Guo Zhugui's shoulder. Although it didn't touch him, the sharp sword intent silently tore a hole in his clothes and chilled his skin.

"The waves crash against the shore!"

Although Jiang Yunbo's face was pale, his eyes were fierce like a wounded beast. He roared and his palms conjured countless palm shadows, layer upon layer, real and illusory, covering the space several feet around Li Fu. The palm wind howled, and at the same time, his feet moved swiftly, circling around Li Fu, never staying in one place for a moment.

He knew that facing such an invisible sword of energy head-on would definitely not yield any advantage.

Li Fu moved with graceful and agile steps, his invisible sword in his hand moving as if it were his own arm, displaying the Whirlwind Dance Willow Sword Technique to its fullest extent, like a sword immortal.

This sword technique is known for its lightness, elegance, and lofty spirit. It emphasizes dancing in the wind and following the willow's movement, with sword moves as elusive as the wind and willow.

Now, wielded by the Shaochong Sword, one of the Six Meridians Divine Swords known for its lightness and swiftness, its power is amplified even further.

Sword energy crisscrossed, sometimes as gentle and graceful as a spring breeze caressing willows, and sometimes it would slip into the gaps between Guo and Jiang's palm strikes and finger shadows from an unbelievable angle, aiming straight for their vital points.

It was like a raging storm breaking willows, swift and unrestrained, with a wide and sweeping motion. The unparalleled sharpness of the invisible sword forced the two to retreat repeatedly, not daring to seize its edge.

Guo Zhugui unleashed the Xuanming Ice Soul True Qi to its fullest extent, his movements as swift as lightning. With each flick of his fingers, wisps of icy energy emanated from him, domineering and sharp, yet it was still no match for Li Fu's invisible sword of qi, which was far more deadly.

After only a dozen or so moves, he was already in grave danger. His brocade robe was constantly being torn apart by the sword energy, leaving streaks of blood. If it weren't for his superb agility and experience, he would have been seriously injured long ago.

Jiang Yunbo was in a sorry state. Faced with this invisible yet incredibly sharp sword energy, he couldn't withstand it even if he concentrated the fierce power of his "Surging Waves Palm" into a single point.

He could only rely on his fierce courage to struggle and look for an opportunity to fight to the death. However, Li Fu's movements were like those of an immortal, and his swordsmanship was even more divine. His sword energy covered an area of ​​several feet, making it impossible for him to get close.

Even though Guo Zhugui and Jiang Yunbo were highly skilled in martial arts, they felt an unprecedented sense of frustration and powerlessness at this moment.

They possessed extraordinary martial arts skills, yet they were helpless against Li Fuwu's invisible sword energy.

Daring not to take the blows head-on, he could only dodge. He could only unleash 70% of his full skill. Li Fu, alone with his sword, fought him relentlessly, leaving him drenched in sweat and retreating step by step, with his wounds increasing.

Li Fu pointed his right hand with his sword finger, and an invisible sword of energy followed, drawing a mysterious trajectory in the air. It seemed slow but was actually fast, carrying an ethereal and lofty yet incomparably sharp sword intent, and pierced straight for Guo Zhugui's brow!

Like a gentle breeze stirring up duckweed, this sword strike, seemingly light and effortless, had already subtly locked onto Guo Zhugui's aura.

"Don't think that my Ice Soul True Qi is afraid of your sword aura taking shape!"

Guo Zhugui dared not be negligent. He raised both palms, and the Ice Soul True Qi circulated in his palms. However, it was not as unrestrained and flamboyant as before. Instead, it was restrained and condensed, as if a thin, almost invisible ice crystal glove was coated on the edge of his palm.

He condensed the Xuanming Ice Soul True Qi to an extreme degree between his palms and fingers, intending to use it to deal with the situation.

Guo Zhugui's right palm, like a knife, slashed diagonally towards the side of the sword energy, attempting to deflect it with skillful force.

He knew he must not let the sword energy touch him.

laugh!

The sword energy and the palm strike did not collide directly, but Guo Zhugui's condensed, icy palm force melted and dissipated rapidly like ice and snow under the sun when it approached within a foot of the sword energy!

A sharp sword intent surged back along with the dissipated true energy, causing his palm to ache slightly!

Guo Zhugui was terrified and had no choice but to hastily withdraw his palm and retreat. At the same time, he struck out with his left palm, sending several condensed icy finger strikes toward Li Fu's major acupoints, not to injure him, but to stop his pursuit.

Li Fu's sword finger swirled, and the sword energy danced with it, as gentle and ethereal as a spring breeze brushing against willow branches, completely neutralizing and resisting the finger force.

Seeing Guo Zhugui forced back, Jiang Yunbo roared and pounced forward, unleashing a powerful palm strike that condensed into a solid, air-splitting palm print, aimed directly at Li Fu's back!

His palm strike was devoid of any fancy techniques; it was all about speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. The air around it hummed with a deep rumble.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Li Fu didn't even look at the sword pointing at him. He turned his hand back and pointed, and the sword energy struck the weakest point of the solid palm print with unparalleled precision, like a snake spitting its tongue!

puff!

With a soft sound, Jiang Yunbo's palm print, which was powerful enough to shatter metal, was pierced and dissipated by this seemingly insignificant touch!

And at that moment, the three-foot sword suddenly grew longer and longer, and went straight for Jiang Yunbo's palm along with the dissipated palm force!

This was a move that Jiang Yunbo could never have imagined.

In a typical fight, who would consider that the enemy's weapon could suddenly grow several feet longer?

This was also due to the limitations imposed on him by his past thinking.

Furthermore, the formless and intangible Qi sword is not as easy to spot with the eyes as a real weapon.

hum!

When the sword intent became piercingly sharp, Jiang Yunbo realized something was wrong and tried to quickly withdraw his palm, but it was too late.

The sword energy struck him like a broken piece of leather, piercing his palm without slowing down. It even pierced a nearby cable stake as thick as a bowl, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

He didn't even have time to scream.

With a flick of his wrist, Li Fu changed his sword technique, and the sword energy suddenly expanded outward. The force of the sword energy directly shattered and exploded Jiang Yunbo's pierced hand along with the cable stake, causing flesh and blood to burst apart.

"what!"

With a piercing scream, Jiang Yunbo clutched his severed hand, the white bone of which was clearly visible, and staggered backward, filled with extreme shock and anger.

"You—you—"

Your sword energy can even grow stronger—despicable!

Even Guo Zhugui was taken aback. He saw that the invisible sword energy condensed under Li Fu's sword finger had grown to more than six feet long and much wider, emitting a buzzing sword sound.

Its length is almost that of a spear.

What terrifying and divine means this is! One can imagine that on the battlefield, with its unparalleled sharpness that can cut through iron like mud with its invisible sword energy, if Li Fu were to strike him with a single sword strike, wouldn't everyone within a radius of one spear point be cut in half at the waist?

"I never said that my Qi Sword is only three feet long."

In fact, six feet is not the limit of Li Fu's formless sword energy; the longest it can even reach a terrifying ten feet.

However, that would consume too much of his true energy, and even with his skill, he couldn't sustain using it for long.

"This can't go on!"

Guo Zhugui was terrified.

Not to mention that prolonged defense inevitably leads to defeat, his own assistant, Jiang Yunbo, had already lost one of his hands and his martial arts skills had greatly declined.

Moreover, Li Fu's swordsmanship is already unparalleled, and his invisible sword energy is sharp and unpredictable. Now it can be extended or shortened at will, so how can we fight against him?

This is almost like two martial arts practitioners fighting, and one of them suddenly unleashes a flying sword—how could it not make one's heart pound and one's spine tingle with fear?

"His sword energy is too terrifying to be contained. If we continue fighting like this, we will surely lose."

"Go all out, finish the job in one move! It's either him or me! Hall Master Jiang, kill!"

Guo Zhugui let out a sharp cry and pushed out with both palms!

He compressed the Xuanming Ice Soul True Qi into an extremely condensed, dark blue pillar of energy, like an inverted glacier, carrying a chilling aura that froze the soul with its extreme coldness and unparalleled impact, rushing straight towards Li Fu's chest!

"Ice Soul Frost!"

This was his trump card, a move that concentrated all his inner energy into a single strike. It was incredibly powerful, but also extremely energy-consuming. If the strike missed, he would be in grave danger.