Destiny is ashes

Chapter 608 I'll help you! (55, w-word update, double monthly votes requested)
"How can I know your true potential without actually fighting you? How can I make a judgment against you without knowing your potential?"

The divine consciousness descended, and Feng Weiyan, who was using Qu Tong's body, raised the sword in his hand, trying to knock the sword in An Jing's hand away, but An Jing's sword circled and instead followed the sword in Feng Weiyan's hand to cut towards his fingers.

Feng Weiyan dropped his sword without hesitation and stepped back, dodging the attack. In the process of dropping his sword, he even pressed down on An Jing's sword, causing An Jing to exert too much force.

But the next moment, the magnetic force of the Tianji Armor's hand armor was activated, and the Lingguang sword was sucked back into his palm.

While An Jing was losing strength, he approached again and launched a violent attack.

But An Jing also realized something was wrong halfway through. The killing sword in his hand disappeared, and then condensed back into his hand. This was the magic of Qi soldiers.

The sword lights danced and intertwined, and the two swords collided, causing a series of sparks to burst out.

Feng Weiyan's swordsmanship was surprisingly quite good. Although An Jing could see the opponent's flaws, because the Tianji armor was too strong, he could only make a few sword marks with his occasional advantage, and he did not have time to exert his strength to cause greater damage, so they could only be considered evenly matched.

And Feng Weiyan was even more ferocious because this was not his own body but just a divine consciousness, so he fought extremely fiercely and pressed forward step by step, intending to exchange his life for An Jing's, and actually wanted to suppress An Jing completely.

In a normal battle, this approach is actually extremely unwise. Cultivators have extremely strong vitality, and the closer the battle is, the shorter the reaction time. Even if you have the advantage and inflict fatal damage to the opponent, the opponent will still be able to maintain full combat effectiveness for a short period of time. A desperate counterattack at that time may very likely lead to a fatal outcome.

However, these shortcomings do not exist at all for the 'Yuhua Dao Zhenren' who can descend into the bodies of other people, the true high-ranking people in the Tianyuan Realm.

——Can not only the freedom of body and path, but even the freedom of mind be taken away?
At this moment, An Jing finally understood where the "evil" of the order of the Tianyuan Realm lies.

In the past, he felt that the Huaixu Realm was much worse than the Tianyuan Realm. Although the environment in the Tianyuan Realm was bad, it did have powerful external enemies, and the people were still united in the battle. Most people could have food to eat, and everyone could practice cultivation, which was considered quite good. An Jing felt that it was a practice order that could be learned from.

But from now on, the exploitation of Tianyuan Realm is even more ruthless than the oppression of Huaixu Realm: Huaixu Realm will at most take people's blood, sweat and lives, while Tianyuan Realm will even eat up their souls.

"Why, distracted?"

At this moment, Feng Weiyan also noticed that An Jing's sword power slowed down. He laughed, leaned forward, and the sword light in his hand seemed to split into many, and then merged into one. The heavy sword energy condensed into one, and slashed towards An Jing's neck with dazzling brilliance.

His sword cultivation method has surprisingly reached the stage of 'sword light differentiation'. No wonder he is a sword cultivator without using any other techniques!
There was no defense at all in this sword. He didn't want to live, but An Jing did. The young man, who had seen through the opponent's move, could only frown and retreat, forced to avoid the attack, allowing Feng Weiyan to cut the air with his sword.

The sword light swept across an abandoned tower, and the entire tower collapsed with a shaking and roar, splashing dust all over the sky.

For a moment, An Jing was also a little embarrassed. As the saying goes, no matter how strong one is, he is afraid of those who don't care about their lives. Now Feng Weiyan is controlling Qu Tong's body, and he really doesn't care about his life, and An Jing is constrained everywhere.

But this really brought out his rebellious psychology - didn't he just want to force me to reveal my trump card so that I could kill Qu Tong's body? It's funny, I won't reveal it, I won't kill him!

And he just happened to have the skills to deal with this situation.

"Qingjing Sword View..."

As the swords continued to collide, An Jing suddenly closed his eyes. This scene stunned Feng Weiyan for a moment, but An Jing could still take on all his quick swords with his eyes closed, and even some fake moves and deceptive moves could be easily avoided.

——Using your soul to sense the details of my sword moves? Interesting, is your soul cultivation also so high?
Feng Weiyan was very interested. In the Tianyuan Realm, the most important thing in the Yuhua Dao is to cultivate the soul. This path is mixed with the Ghost Immortal Dao. The body can be replaced, but only the soul is owned by oneself. Therefore, those who are born with a strong soul are the most suitable to practice this path.

But I never thought that An Jing was more than just a powerful soul.

Even his soul can become a sword!

"Concentrate your energy into a weapon, concentrate your mind into a sword... I don't know who you are, but I'm here to help you!"

Qingjing Jianguan was polishing the rusty sword in his heart. He had fought and killed all the way. An Jing had no hesitation at all. The spots on his sword of heart were gone, only clarity and brightness remained.

The technology that was used to deal with the Xuanjia Guards in Kanming City in the early years can now be used to deal with the 'possessed person' in front of him!
With one mind and one thought, the sound of the two swords colliding was melodious and clear. An Jing suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, a red-gold sword of the soul pierced through his eyes and reached Qu Tong's brain!
"what?!"

Feng Weiyan was shocked when he sensed this sword and this soul technique. The weakness of the descending divine consciousness is that the attack targets the divine consciousness rather than the physical body. Because it is not in one's own body, the descending divine consciousness is easily injured, and if one is not careful, he will suffer serious injuries that will take a long time to repair.

He was very cautious, but the An Jingxin Sword was too secretive, and he was hit by it because of carelessness!
But soon, Feng Weiyan, who was retreating on the defensive, found strangely that his soul was not disturbed at all, and it could even be said that he was not injured.

An Jing's heart sword seemed to be non-existent and did not hit him at all.

So what is the meaning of this heart sword?
The answer is simple.

An Jing's sword was not meant to kill, but to sharpen his mind with the sword of his heart, to lend a helping hand to the person possessed by Feng Wei Yan, and to make his state of mind clearer!

In the final analysis, An Jing's own soul was still quite powerful during the foundation-building stage, but he was still not strong enough to fight against Master Zifu. In this case, instead of fighting with an egg against a rock, it would be better to let the original owner of the body wake up and interfere with Feng Weiyan's actions.

The premise is that the original owner has a strong enough obsession, a firm enough heart, and enough...

Want to resist.

Did he want to resist? An Jing, who had not expected much of a response, was pleasantly surprised to feel a wave of grief, hatred, and anger that surged from the deepest part of his heart, from his true soul, the source of all his thoughts, like a tsunami, a collapse of the sky, or an eruption of a volcano.

Resist...

I want to resist!

No matter whether it is the ugliness of this world or the will of real people, no matter whether it is my own cowardice or the arrogance of the enemy, I will resist it all and want to destroy it all!

reality.

Feng Weiyan, who was descending on Qu Jie, suddenly paused in his hand, and his originally smooth sword skills showed a hint of stagnation. Facing An Jing's oblique sword slash, he did not use his strength to slash the sword towards An Jing's fingers, and then stab towards his heart to force An Jing to retreat. Instead, he exerted his strength and swung his arm to push away An Jing's sword, leaving both sides wide open.

But with a clang, Feng Weiyan, who made this move, was suddenly shocked: "No, I have the advantage in strength and I am wearing armor, how could I make such a panic-stricken defensive posture? Wouldn't it give An Xuan a chance to break into my body?"

As expected, An Jing took advantage of the situation, dropped his sword, and rushed forward, thrusting a pointed elbow straight into Feng Weiyan's heart, hitting him in the chest with a bang.

Feng Weiyan retreated and his body arched, but he struggled to fight back. However, An Jing's hands had already hit both sides of the body's head like thunder and lightning. The violent shock directly made the entire brain and nerve center faint. In this way, even if the divine consciousness descended, he could not control this body.

[You won. I never thought you had psychic powers... or was your previous skill of accelerating the burst actually related to the mind? ]

Since he had already lost, Feng Weiyan simply admitted that he had escaped from his spirit and communicated with An Jing, and actually guessed the nature of 'Zhi Tian Shi'. However, An Jing did not give him face: "Don't talk too much, just get out if you lose. It's ugly to keep pestering, and it's not real at all."

[Haha, I lost because my skills are not good enough, but it’s a pity that you will probably die here.]

Feng Weiyan's tone was filled with genuine regret. The blazing clouds of fire in the sky were retreating step by step, being pushed by the evil cloud towards the fortress area, while the meteor showers and tornadoes also began to affect the area around the fortress area: [Golden Crow and the other two demon kings consumed too much energy in the battle and could not stop the Kun demon. The battle line is approaching, and you will all die here]

"Get out of here."

An Jing said impatiently: "If you lose, you lose. Don't stay here and refuse to leave."

【Hey】

Seeing An Jing's attitude, Feng Weiyan shook his head: [It seems that you still have a trump card. Although I can't guess it, as long as I know that you are not dead next time, I will know some clues.]

[Well, see you next time, An Xuan... I think we will have many opportunities to interact with each other.]

he's gone.

An Jing sensed the disappearance of the other party's spiritual aura and was quite alert in his heart: "What's wrong with this person? Why is he paying so much attention to me? Although I have shown the strength of a genius, it's not to the point where I need to be so persistent, right?"

"Or does this guy want to take over my body? Or are we both sword cultivators who have a mutual sympathy for each other? Although it's unlikely, he definitely has other intentions!"

"You consider yourself a sword cultivator now, but you always complain so much!" Fu Xie was shocked when he heard this, and An Jing also complained: "Then are you a sword immortal or a sword immortal at this time?"

After the fight, An Jing relaxed and quarreled with Fu Xie for a few words. He didn't think much about it. He raised his head and looked at the sky.

The flames are retreating, the brown-gray evil spirit is advancing, and the sign of the Golden Crow's gradual defeat has become very obvious. Time is indeed running out.

On the outside, Gang Hai, Teacher Guang and the mercenary group had already eliminated most of the remaining robbery cultivators, leaving only a small number as tongues to inquire about intelligence.

after a while.

Half-kneeling on the ground, the motionless Tianji Armor suddenly moved.

Qu Tong woke up slowly. It seemed as if he had just had a dream, or as if he had been reborn. An impulse and anger burned away the shackles and pain in his heart. He was more tired than ever before, yet more calm and sober than ever before.

"are you awake?"

An Jing stood in front of him, stared at him and asked, "Can you speak?"

"You won't kill me?" Raising his head and unbuttoning the Tianji armor, the loser with disheveled hair and beard struggled to stand up, and An Jing raised his hand to support him.

"It depends on you," the boy said, "who you think your enemy is."

"As for now, tell me, where is the person who sniped me? Where is the spiritual vein node you are guarding, and where is the gate to the cave?"

When asked this question, An Jing said in a very serious tone: "This is so that all of us can survive."

(End of this chapter)