When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

Facing a sword master, Yang Chong was very clear about his disadvantages, but he also knew his advantages. Relying on the strangeness of the power-absorbing technique, in terms of the depth of his skills alone, he had surpassed the limits of first-rate masters and was not afraid even when facing a master.

In terms of the quantity of power, Yang Chong, who possesses the power-absorbing technique, is invincible. However, in terms of quality, he is inferior to the master whose spirit, energy and vitality have been condensed into one. It is unknown to what extent the master's quality advantage can be brought into play while relying on the advantage of quantity.

Facing Yang Chong's sword, the old man was no longer as arrogant as he was when facing his fellow apprentices Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang. He turned his finger sword into a hand blade and his arm into an air blade that collided with the sword.

"What a powerful force." The old man couldn't help but be shocked when the sword energy collided. Yang Chong's internal strength was so strong that it was beyond his imagination. In terms of quantity alone, it was even better than his.

Then the fists and palms collided with each other.

"Is this the master? He is indeed difficult to deal with." Yang Chong couldn't help but frown. The old man's Qi blade was so powerful that even with Tai'a as a helper, it was difficult to shake it at all. Yang Chong actually felt two completely different sword intents in it, one was indestructible like a mountain, and the other was extremely sharp and could split mountains and cut off water.

As for that palm, it was like a bottomless pit, swallowing up all external forces. It was surprisingly similar to his energy-absorbing technique.

The two men held each other for a moment, then quickly attacked each other. This time, they chose to attack quickly.

The sword energy of the Taia Sword and the air blade continued to collide, and among the heavy afterimages, it only tore Zi Lan Xuan into pieces. With one sword strike, the broken walls broke, and the sword energy ran rampant, crushing everything.

Gai Nie and others who wanted to join the battle to help found out dejectedly that they had no room to intervene, and at this time Zi Lan Xuan had become shaky, but some places among the ruins had already caught fire.

Outside Zilanxuan, they could even hear the sound of troops being mobilized. It was Ji Wuye taking action.

"Master, let's withdraw from Zi Lan Xuan first. This place may collapse at any time." Gai Nie retreated to Master Shang's side. As for Zi Nu, she was evacuating the sisters from Zi Lan Xuan, while Han Fei had already walked out of Zi Lan Xuan. He was going to deal with Ji Wuye.

"Let's go." Master Shang glanced at the battle group and saw nothing except raging sword energy constantly cutting everything around.

……

When they left Zi Lan Xuan, they saw that the huge Zi Lan Xuan was now riddled with holes, half of it had collapsed, and the other half was engulfed in flames.

Suddenly, a roaring sound like a dragon's roar was heard in the sea of ​​fire, and the direction of the burning flames changed accordingly. The wall, which was already covered with cracks, exploded, and the phantom of a tiger attacked the old man and knocked him out of Zi Lan Xuan. The tiger seemed real and lifelike, and its roar seemed like a real king of the mountains. The huge force directly tore the old man's clothes.

"So strong." The old man who was suppressed by the phantom of the tiger roared, and his body swelled up rapidly. A sword transformed from sword energy suddenly appeared in his hand. With one slash of the sword, he directly cut the phantom of the tiger into two halves.

"Black and White Xuan Jian." The old man controlled the sword energy and changed it again, splitting it into two, turning it into two sword shadows, one black and one white, that shot towards Yang Chong who had rushed out from Zi Lan Xuan.

Yang Chong swung his sword to block one sword energy, and another one came. Just as Yang Chong was about to receive the sword energy with his bare hands, a figure came from the side and blocked the sword energy for Yang Chong. However, not everyone here could withstand the old man's attack. Although the figure blocked the sword energy for Yang Chong, he was directly knocked away.

At this time, the old man attacked again, and this time it was the Jingwei Sword Shadow.

Under this sword, Yang Chong only had time to put the Tai'a tree in front of him. With a muffled sound, his arm became numb. A faint sword intent penetrated his skin and muscles, seeped into his meridians, and continuously tore his meridians. This is the difference between a grandmaster and a first-rate master.

Yang Chong could defeat a master with his own strength, which was not as good as that of a master, but he was unable to defend against the old man's sword intent which had been cultivated to perfection.

Moreover, there is more than one Jingwei Sword as a mother and child sword. At the same time that Yang Chong blocked the long sword, the short sword broke out from the long sword and pierced Yang Chong's throat.

"The wind from the ghost prison is howling." Yang Chong roared, and a rolling sound force spread out, turning the second sword energy into powder. The sound force continued to move forward, sweeping towards the old man.

"Quexie." The old man who was under the influence of the sound energy felt his mind shaken, and the rock-solid will of the master was actually shaken. He quickly cheered up, and the Quexie Sword of the Eight Swords of King Yue enveloped his body, breaking all negative states.

The old man, who was accidentally tricked by Yang Chong, felt furious. Having been tricked by a junior, he no longer wanted to maintain the demeanor of a so-called master. He circulated his power, and four completely different sword intents burst out from his body, transforming into the four of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue and covering him.

As his arm swung, four sword shadows whizzed towards Yang Chong. Their speed was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, and their power was so strong that it could destroy all obstacles.

Four swords came out at the same time, directly covering Yang Chong. Amid the crisscrossing sword shadows, they actually took advantage of each other to transform into stronger attacks. It was like a powerful sword formation.

Yang Chong didn't care about holding back at this time, and pushed his skills to the limit, using the Taia Sword, Nine Yin Divine Claw, and Tiger Roaring Imperial Fist. But even so, he was hit from time to time under the attack of the four sword shadows. Fortunately, he had strong body protection skills, but even so, blood marks appeared on his body. Although they were not deep, his defense was still broken by the old man's sword shadow.

Amid the old man's increasingly fierce attack, people like Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie also saw Yang Chong's predicament. At this moment, everyone's fate was linked together, and they would prosper together and suffer together. How could they stay out of it? Even though they knew they were no match for the old man, they could only risk their lives to rescue Yang Chong. Among them, only Yang Chong could confront the old man head-on. Once Yang Chong was defeated, death would be the only way waiting for them.

The two brothers attacked from both sides. Under the impact of external force, the sword formation paused. Yang Chong took advantage of this moment to break out of the formation. The sword shadow chased after him. Yang Chong's figure flashed and turned into a series of afterimages, but the sword energy was relentless and surrounded him from all sides. Yang Chong finally landed on the flagpole in front of Zi Lan Xuan. The sword shadow had already arrived. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Yang Chong simply stopped avoiding it. His true energy turned into cold air, and instantly formed four ice walls around him.

However, the ice wall exploded the moment it was formed. Each sword shadow was formed by the old man relying on the sword intent of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue. With the blessing of the master's skills, the power was no less than the real Eight Swords of the King of Yue, and its flexibility and versatility were far superior.

The old man controlled four sword shadows to directly break Yang Chong's ice barrier and stabbed Yang Chong. Just when he thought he was about to succeed, a rumbling sound came from his ears and a sense of crisis came over him.

Looking around, I saw that the ruins of Zi Lan Xuan were shaking inexplicably, and it seemed like it was flying into the sky.

"It's you?" The old man was shocked when he saw this. What did he see?

Half of Zi Lan Xuan was actually sucked into the sky.

"It's my turn." Yang Chong, whose shirt was already stained with blood, activated his energy-absorbing technique and directly smashed half of Zi Lanxuan towards the old man.

Faced with Yang Chong's brutal and unreasonable threat, the old man was also frightened. In his many years of life, he had never seen a person being smashed by a house. In front of such a huge monster, a person seemed so small. He had no time to dodge and was smashed into the ruins.

"Good opportunity." Yan Lingji, who had never taken action from the beginning to the end, suddenly rushed out. The raging flames spread out from her body, directly turning the ruins into a sea of ​​fire. The wood and silk in the ruins burned fiercely. The scorching temperature made the people around her couldn't help but take a few steps back. They looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of them with shocked expressions: Could it be successful?

Just when everyone was stunned, Nanyue heard a sound in the sea of ​​fire.

"He is not dead yet. He is in the most danger now." Nong Yu reminded loudly and ran towards Yang Chong with the zither in her arms.

"Brother, take the zither." After running for a distance, Nong Yu suddenly threw the zither, which she regarded as a treasure, to Yang Chong. She knew that Yang Chong's greatest strength was not his swordsmanship. His true strength still needed to be exerted by the zither. His most powerful martial arts was Fuxi Shentianxiang.

The moment Yang Chong took over the zither, the sea of ​​fire was torn apart, and eight sword auras swept out into the sky, directly tearing the sea of ​​fire apart. As the sword auras surged, the flames retreated, and an embarrassed figure walked out of the ruins and sea of ​​fire. Behind him, eight sword shadows emerged, which were transformed from the sword intent of the Eight Swords of King Yue.

"Very good, very good. I haven't been so miserable in many years." The old man stretched out his hand to cut off a strand of burnt hair and wiped the blood from his forehead. For a moment just now, he almost thought he was going to die.

"Tonight, you are not just in a mess." Yang Chong held the zither in one hand and looked at the eight sword shadows behind the old man. He had already made a judgment in his mind.

"I will send you off." The old man was filled with murderous intent, the sword shadow was trembling, and there was a sound of sword chanting.

"If you can combine the eight sword styles into one, I will turn around and run away right now, but you can't. Kendo master? Pah, you are just bluffing, a fake master." Yang Chong sneered, his hand already on the strings.

"Looking for death." The old man was completely furious. He no longer had the mind to play cat and mouse. Eight sword shadows connected with his mind and transformed into eight streams of light that rushed towards Yang Chong.

"Zheng..."

With the sound of a zither, heaven and earth become silent.

Chapter 166: Sword Intent is Like Fire, Demon on Earth

Eight swords flew together, forming a sword formation around Yang Chong in an instant. The sword shadows were flying, invisible and intangible, and their speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. They were also connected with the old man's mind, and the way they changed had exceeded the limit of human nerve reaction.

Amidst these sword shadows, there was the sound of a piano. Sound blades burst out from the strings between Yang Chong's fingers. The vibration of each string would emit a sound blade, and the sound blades would actually change differently depending on the change of the melody.

It may be indestructible, or it may penetrate any hole, or it may be so soft and powerful that it can move people's hearts and minds...

The five notes of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu kept changing and combining with each other, turning into different tunes and even different sound blades, constantly colliding with the sword shadows. For a moment, no one could do anything to anyone.

But the people watching the fight had to retreat, only to see a sword shadow being knocked away by several Sound Ninjas, and rolled back into a nearby stone pillar. The stone pillar, which was big enough for a man to hug, actually broke in pieces, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. If the sword shadow had hit a person instead of a stone pillar, who could have stopped it?

At the same time, some sonic blades were shattered by the sword shadows, and wherever they passed, there was also a mess. The stone-paved ground was instantly covered with scars and debris.

"Can he block it?" Zi Nu said worriedly after retreating to a safe distance. Luo Wang's killer was too strong, far beyond her imagination and even beyond her cognition. Could Yang Chong really deal with such a person?

“We have to stop him even if we can’t. He has no way out now. Not only him, but all of us have no way out.” Wei Zhuang said.

Even as the two were talking, the sound of the piano under Yang Chong's fingers had reached its highest pitch, and the power of the sound blade had reached its peak, but the old man was still able to cope with it. He used the eight sword moves to dissolve all of Yang Chong's attacks. Although his breathing had become rapid, compared to Yang Chong who seemed to be running out of means, he looked much calmer.

Once Yang Chong has exhausted all his tricks, won't he become a fish on the chopping board?

“It’s truly brilliant, but that’s all.” The old man sneered and recalled all eight styles of sword intent to protect himself. He had already felt Yang Chong’s final blow, which would surely be earth-shattering, but only he could withstand this blow, and Yang Chong would never have the chance to launch a second blow.

At this time, Yang Chong's final attack had arrived, coming from all directions, penetrating every hole like a spring breeze and drizzle. Even though the old man had set up a sword formation around his body and the sword intents echoed each other, and he made a defensive posture for the first time, the sonic blades still penetrated into the sword formation, leaving cut marks on his body, but this injury could not threaten his life.

Just as the old man was trying his best to resist, Yang Chong grabbed the strings of the zither. With a clanging sound, a sound blade that spanned the sky and the earth suddenly appeared, and wherever it passed, ripples were created. That was the vibration of the air.

"Control." Upon seeing this, the old man's eight sword intentions flowed and all turned into the Sun-Covering Sword Intention. Darkness spread from his palms and turned into darkness that covered the sky. Although he was proficient in the sword intentions of the Eight Swords of King Yue, the most fundamental one was still the Sun-Covering Sword Intention. Facing Yang Chong's strongest attack at this time, he had to use his strongest means of defense.

Outside the darkness, intensive attacks have arrived, splashing into the night like heavy rain, causing ripples and causing the darkness that the old man has transformed into to shake.

“Nothing more than that.” The old man gathered his strength in defense, the darkness expanded instantly, the sword energy turned into intention, and wherever it passed, everything turned into dust.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Yang Chong's attack momentum declined, the old man leaped towards Yang Chong. The darkness had once again transformed into eight sword styles, which combined with the man's. He had already achieved the unity of the eight swords, and at a speed beyond his own limit, it turned into a stream of light in the darkness and hit Yang Chong's chest directly.

This sword was so fast. It was the sword that enabled the old man, a pseudo-grandmaster, to step into the master of swordsmanship. It was his fatal sword. He had been suppressed by Yang Chong just now, but he did not use this sword. It was for the current opportunity, to take advantage of the decline of Yang Chong's offensive and get the chance to kill at this moment.

At this moment, the old man and the sword became one, and wherever the sword pointed, he could cut through everything.

The old man was very confident in his sword, but before his confidence could blossom, it suddenly solidified.

"How is this possible?" Just when the old man was about to attack Yang Chong three feet away, he found that his sword could not move.

No, it's not that he couldn't move, but that everything was still. The old man's confidence solidified, and his shock could hardly bloom, because time had stopped.

This scene turned into a completely different situation in the eyes of the people watching the battle. They only saw that the old man, whose attack was as shocking as a bolt from the blue, suddenly stopped attacking. Was he going to show mercy?

“This is the sound of great silence. It seems the weakest, but in fact it is the strongest.” Nanyue’s eyes flashed. At this moment, she was the only one who understood what the old man had experienced.

Everything in the world has vibrations, and the manifestation of these vibrations is sound, but people can hear some sounds and cannot. The first level of Fuxi Shentian Xiang, Great Sound and Silent Sound, is to return the sounds of all things in the world to their original state and return them to a state of stillness.

The old man's attack was also a kind of wave. He only thought that the most loud part of Fuxi Shentian Xiang had ended and the offensive had subsided. However, he did not know that the moment when everything returned to silence was the strongest moment of Fuxi Shentian Xiang.

In absolute silence, all material vibrations will stop, even his attacks and his people.

The old man clearly knew what he was thinking, but he couldn't control his actions. Yang Chong was only three feet away from his attack, but his sword could not move forward any further. He could only watch Yang Chong stretch out his hand towards him. He couldn't control his own body, but Yang Chong could.

The energy-absorbing technique was working, and the true energy in his body found a master again. It rushed towards Yang Chong like water flowing from a high place.

"Is this the kind of martial arts that can plunder other people's skills for his own use?" The old man's thoughts were still active, but he could only watch Yang Chong take away his skills.

He realized that he had lost, and the price of losing?

Thinking of this, a kind of determination arose in his despair. He had traveled all over the world throughout his life and would never allow himself to die in such a cowardly way. Since death was a foregone conclusion, he would unleash the last flame and must pull Yang Chong down.

With determination in his heart, he no longer struggled to break free from Yang Chong's control, but allowed all his strength to flow towards Yang Chong, and even added fuel to the fire.

Faced with the violent internal force, Yang Chong could only disperse the control of Fuxi Shentian Xiang and use all his strength to practice the power-absorbing technique to absorb and digest the vast amount of true energy and the essence and spirit contained therein.

"Although I am still one step away from becoming a grandmaster, that is only because I reached my current level too late. My Qi and blood are not enough to support me in truly becoming a grandmaster. But my true Qi and spirit have already reached the grandmaster level. My spirit and sword intent are melted in my true Qi. If you want it, I will give it to you. I will wait until you can no longer suppress the sword intent of the Eight Swords of King Yue and explode to death." The old man who recovered from absolute stillness had given up resistance and just laughed.

The true qi of a grandmaster is different from that of a first-rate master. His true qi refines the sword intent of the Eight Swords of King Yue. Even he himself finds it difficult to completely refine it and transform it into his own sword intent. What's more, Yang Chong only used tricks to possess internal strength that is not inferior to that of a grandmaster. How can he digest the sword intent of the Eight Swords of King Yue?

"You talk too much nonsense." Yang Chong is now in a difficult situation. He has realized that the master's true energy is not so easy to digest, but now he can only go down this path, not to mention that this is the power of a fake master.

The biggest reason why Yang Chong called him a fake master was to provoke the other party, but he knew that this fake master was actually 99% of a master. Except for his withered blood and qi, his sword intent and true energy were no different from the real master. If he faced a real master, he would not have such a chance.

Right now, it is certainly a crisis for him, but it is also an opportunity. It is a chance for him to be promoted to the Grandmaster level in the shortest time. Once he breaks through to the Grandmaster level, he can dominate the world. Bai Qi in the past and Guiguzi now are just at this level.

The resolute Yang Chong directly absorbed the old man into his palm when the old man gave up resistance. As his body expanded, only fragments of clothes fell off.

"We won?" Yan Lingji walked forward. Now only Yang Chong was left on the battlefield, so of course they won.

Yang Chong also walked towards Yan Lingji, but he stopped after taking just three steps. The master's true energy was not easy to digest, especially for a master who based his practice on swordsmanship. His true energy was too sharp, and for a moment he was unable to suppress it.

Yan Lingji's heart tightened when she saw this. She noticed something was wrong with Yang Chong and hurried forward. Just when she was about to touch Yang Chong, Yang Chong moved away. At this moment, wisps of sword energy gushed out from his acupoints. The colorful sword energy was extremely dazzling in the darkness, but in Yan Lingji's eyes, it became the most terrifying scene.

Yang Chong won, but only won half.

"Are you, are you okay?" Yan Lingji asked in fear. She was afraid to hear the answer from Yang Chong that she dared not face.

"Nothing, just a little trouble, it doesn't matter." Yang Chong looked at himself who was glowing, not caring much. This little problem would not kill anyone. He only needed to completely digest the sword intent of the Eight Swords of King Yue to be promoted to the realm of Grandmaster. Compared with the wind direction, his gains were greater.

If the sword intent of the Eight Swords of King Yue is fire, then what Yang Chong has to do is to throw himself into the fire, complete the transformation in nirvana, and achieve the ultimate leap.

Yang Chong held his breath and concentrated, suppressing his restless true energy before resuming his action.

Seeing that Yang Chong was able to move without any hindrance, Yan Lingji felt relieved. Yang Chong might have some problems, but they shouldn't be too serious. This was enough for her. As for more, they would just face them together.

"Ninth Young Master, there are rebels causing unrest. As the general, it is my duty to put down the unrest." Ji Wuye's voice was heard from another direction. Han Fei failed to stop Ji Wuye after all. That was because Han Fei's words were only useful when Ji Wuye was reasoning with him. When Ji Wuye did not reason with him, Han Fei could do nothing about him. That was the case right now.

Ji Wuye, whose patience had been worn out by Han Fei, led his troops directly over. However, when the arrogant Ji Wuye saw the ruins of Zi Lan Xuan and the mess on the streets, the arrogance on his face froze. The huge Zi Lan Xuan had turned into ruins, and the streets looked like they had been ravaged by a hurricane, and their original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

Is this the kind of damage that a human can cause? Ji Wuye subconsciously rubbed his short beard. He instinctively felt a chill. If someone who could cause such destructive power attacked him, even if the General's Mansion had personal guards to defend it, could he stop it?

"General, you are too late. I have already killed the bandits." Yang Chong stepped forward and said.

"Has he been killed by Sima Yang?" Ji Wuye was stunned. The rebel he was talking about was the assassin of Luowang, and the bandit Yang Chong was talking about was also an assassin of Luowang. So was such a person really killed by Yang Chong? Has Yang Chong's martial arts reached such a high level?

"So please go back, General." Yang Chong said.

"Is Sima Yang really sure that all the rebels have been killed? Why do I feel that that man also looks like a rebel?" Ji Wuye looked in the direction of Master Shang and Gai Nie. This was his real target.

But he was still hesitant about whether or not to attack Master Shang directly. Master Shang's death at Luo Wang's hands and his death at his hands were two completely different things, and he could not bear the consequences.

He was a good general, so why would he risk his life? The Qin State was a force that could really take his life.

"General, do you think he looks like him?" Yang Chong was less than five steps away from Ji Wuye.

"I think he does look a bit like him." Ji Wuye was still hesitating whether to take action. Yang Chong was strong, but it was impossible for him to kill Luo Wang's killer without getting hurt. Moreover, he brought thousands of elite soldiers with him this time. It was no problem for so many people to surround and kill Yang Chong who might be seriously injured. As for people like Wei Zhuang, he didn't take them seriously. Besides, this was Xinzheng, and he could quickly mobilize more elite soldiers.

"The general has a keen eye. I also think they are somewhat similar, but they are really not rebels. They are both my relatives." Yang Chong said.

"Relatives? Sima Yang has relatives?" Ji Wuye, who had not yet made up his mind, could only follow Yang Chong's words.

"I don't have any relatives, but my woman does, Niu Shang, do you think they are your two cousins?" Yang Chong looked at Jing Niu.

Jingwei looked at everyone blankly, wondering how this could be related to her again. However, she soon realized what was going on and followed Yang Chong's words and said, "Yes."

"Cousin, you said you arrived in Xinzheng, why didn't you come to me directly? What are you doing here? It's too dangerous here." Yang Chong was already standing beside Ji Wuye.

"I didn't know your address, so I thought of coming to Zilanxuan to ask for it. I never thought that I would meet you, my cousin-in-law, catching bandits. It's just a coincidence." Master Shang reacted quickly.

Chapter 167 Zi Nu: I’m bankrupt?