Xuanxia

Chapter 794: You and My Sword Heart

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Jiang Baichuan coughed gently and wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth.

The wounds on his body began to fester in a very short period of time, and the blood that flowed out was not only black, but also emitted a strong stench.

Millions of sword blades drew a circle in the air and returned to the hilt in his hand, forming a sword again with some bloodstains on it.

At this time, he had already stood on the edge of the platform again.

On the high platform, Fu Qingzhou, Hua Wuying and Zhao Hao were all half-kneeling on the ground, covered in scars and in tattered clothes.

Around them, none of the masters from aristocratic families or disciples from other sects could get up. Even though some were still groaning slightly, they couldn't even get up.

Lan Xiyu and Yuan Zizheng, who had been knocked away before, had not made any movement for a long time.

Even the three of them could only block a few rounds of Jiang Baichuan's attacks with the help of the three swords of virtue, righteousness and courtesy. After that, they were almost drained of all their strength and didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"No...you didn't tell me that this thing is so time-consuming?"

Zhao Hao was panting heavily, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks. He could no longer hold the ceremonial sword, and the blade fell to the ground: "How can we fight this?"

Fu Qingzhou held the De sword, gasping for breath and unable to speak.

Hua Wuying was better off. He pursed his lips tightly, and when he saw Jiang Baichuan approaching, he stood up with the sword in hand.

"Can you still move?"

Seeing this, Jiang Baichuan seemed a little surprised.

Just at this moment, the light suddenly descended behind them, and then they heard the crazy laughter of Master Baihe.

"Xuan Xing..."

Jiang Baichuan looked up and looked at the scene in a bit of surprise, then he actually laughed: "Yes, Baihe should be Xuanxing too. This time, Master Huijue has worked hard... It has to be resolved quickly."

Having said that, he turned his gaze back to Fu Qingzhou.

At this time, Hua Wuying had already stood up and stood in front of Fu Qingzhou.

He raised the sword and pointed it directly at Jiang Baichuan.

"If you want to kill him...kill me first."

Hua Wuying said solemnly: "If I don't die, you can't get through."

"Brother Hua..."

Behind him, Fu Qingzhou said in a hoarse voice with difficulty: "Don't, don't..."

Hua Wuying ignored him and just looked ahead coldly.

Jiang Baichuan laughed: "Why, you don't really think that I can't bear to kill you?"

"Then do it."

Hua Wuying said seriously: "Don't waste time."

The former master and disciple looked at each other. After a brief silence, Jiang Baichuan swung his sword.

Thousands of sword blades were flying around, whistling and screaming as they rushed towards Hua Wuying!
Faced with a sword that was powerful enough to tear him into a bloody mist, Hua Wuying closed his eyes.

"I'm not following your path."

"You want to be invincible, but what I want is peace and happiness."

"My swordsmanship is to protect my relatives and friends, and to keep my heart."

Not long ago, in front of the Xuanmeng headquarters and meeting hall, his sword heart finally became clear.

At this moment, he also... has someone he wants to protect.

Zheng!
When Hua Wuying opened his eyes, he heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed!
A blade of sword suddenly extended from the righteous sword, and the sword light surged forward, as if the sword body had been extended several times, and suddenly stabbed towards Jiang Baichuan.

Wherever the sword light passed, even if it did not touch the thousands of sword blades that were sweeping over, the invisible sword energy would still blew those sword blades away in all directions, without any shape left.

Jiang Baichuan's expression remained unchanged. Facing the sword coming at him, he simply waved his hand again.

Then, the fragments of sword blades that were blown away were pulled and moved again, but this time, they returned to him and condensed into a tiny shield in front of him to resist the sword of justice.

Ding--

There was a crisp sound.

The sword's edge easily broke through the small shield and pierced into Jiang Baichuan's chest!
But at the same time, the small shield that was shattered by the sword light also turned into thousands of sword blades again. The moment the sword light pierced Jiang Baichuan, they turned into metal torrents like flowing water. While Hua Wuying's sword was out, they rushed towards him without hesitation and flowed through his body!

"Brother Hua!" Fu Qingzhou's eyes were red with anger and he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't do it. He could only stare at the sword blade that was flying around without any agility.

Zhao Hao at the side was also trying hard to get up, but all he could do was cough up blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

Jiang Baichuan was also coughing up blood.

After being stabbed, his injuries became more serious. He coughed up more black blood and his face turned pale again.

The next moment, the sword light converged, and the tip of the sword gently rested on the ground.

Hua Wuying opened his eyes wide, and although he was struggling to stand, a lot of blood was flowing from his mouth.

Just now, the sword blades flowed through his body, easily cutting through his flesh, bones and blood, leaving countless holes on his body.

The holes exposed the flesh and blood, which spread like crazy, and soon formed a pool of blood at his feet.

"Shadowless!!!"

A sharp scream of heart-wrenching pain came from not far away.

That should be Hua Xiaolan's voice... but she was also drowned in the crowd besieging Huijue, and was blocked by the huge golden shadow, unable to get close at all. Even when Hua Wuying looked up, he couldn't find her where she was.

"Xiaolan, don't be afraid."

But he smiled, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "I won't die so easily..."

"This sword is good."

At this time, Jiang Baichuan raised his head and said in a deep voice: "You have mastered the Hundred Sword Techniques...but your cultivation is not enough."

"It doesn't matter. I'm going to die today anyway, right?"

Hua Wuying was calm for a while, then suddenly coughed a few times, and suddenly raised his head with a sad smile: "...Do you think my knowledge of swordsmanship is successful?"

"Your sword heart is clear."

Jiang Baichuan nodded and said, "Without a doubt, it is done."

"Hehe, hehe..."

Hua Wuying laughed bitterly and said, "It's really hard to predict what's going on in this world... Before you completely fell into the devil's way, you came all the way here to teach me all the swordplay techniques. Now, you want to kill me... Master, why did you become like this?"

Jiang Baichuan looked at him, coughing up black blood from time to time, with an expressionless face.

"Master..."

Hua Wuying barely used his sword to support himself on the ground, his head already drooping. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Use... your most powerful sword move... to kill me..."

"The most powerful sword move?"

Jiang Baichuan's eyes were slightly touched.

I don’t know if it was because of those two “Master”s or because of something else.

He raised his sword and said softly, "Now I have two strongest sword moves - one is the Wuwang Sword given by Ning Wushu before the Qianlong Hundred Outstanding People Conference; the other is the Splitting Light and Shadow Sword you wrote a few days ago."

"Your name is Wuying, and the Sword of Splitting Light and Shadow was taught by you..."

Jiang Baichuan smiled slightly: "Then as you wish, I will use this move to kill you."

The moment he finished speaking, the sword had already gently turned in his wrist, drawing out thousands of rays of light.

At the same time, Fu Qingzhou suddenly moved.

But it wasn't about killing or injuring anyone, it was about...

He took out a pill from his arms.

He, who had difficulty speaking just now, suddenly stood up, and the hand holding the pill went around from behind Hua Wuying to the front, and accurately and steadily put the pill into his mouth.

Although it is called a pill, it actually doesn't look like one. Although it is round in shape, it has hundreds of insect-like limbs sticking out of it, swaying rapidly.

After this thing entered Hua Wuying's mouth, his half-dead look just now disappeared instantly!

At this moment, the sword in Jiang Baichuan's hand was just beginning to shine.

And Hua Wuying has already drawn his sword!
Zhao Hao was the only one in the audience who was stunned as he watched all this... and seemed to understand something.

"No, you guys are hiding this from me as a villain?!"

(End of this chapter)