Zongwu: Aspiring to be the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 215 A Backstab, the Ferocious Power of the Demonic Blade
The so-called power of heaven and earth, if you really put it into words, is not that mysterious; it is simply a kind of power that exists in heaven and earth.

Because of their different levels of attainment, each person can control a different amount of the power of heaven and earth.

Take Zhang Sanfeng, for example. If he could control the power of heaven and earth within a radius of ten miles, all of it would be equivalent to a thousand years of internal energy. Considering that he himself possessed a hundred years of internal energy, it would be equivalent to using a thousand and one hundred years of internal energy to fight against others.

How can anyone below the Grandmaster level defeat him?

Most importantly, the internal energy of the human body can be depleted, but the power of heaven and earth is inexhaustible.

Once any attack utilizing the power of heaven and earth is launched, that power will return to heaven and earth, thus allowing for repeated use.

Therefore, when martial artists below the Grandmaster level fight each other, they will lose if they exhaust all their internal energy.

However, for martial artists of the Grandmaster level or above, they must fight until one of them is mentally exhausted and unable to control the power of heaven and earth before they can possibly lose completely.

Although Zhou Ming is only at the Innate Realm, he can directly control the power of heaven and earth within a radius of several tens of feet by relying on his own cultivation ability and the characteristics of the Longevity Technique.

This combined power is equivalent to decades of accumulated skill.

At this moment, he projected himself onto Guihai Yidao.

The continuous flow of power from heaven and earth gathered within Guihai Yidao's body.

The power of heaven and earth, comparable to decades of cultivation, combined with the pure true energy that Guihai Yidao had cultivated over the past few decades, even surpassed the sixty years of cultivation that Zhu Wushi was currently displaying.

This immense power was amplified by the three strikes from the Avici Hell, which multiplied its strength.

"what?!"

Zhu Wushi was startled, but it was too late.

The palm struck out, transforming into a massive palm print.

But the demonic blade opposite him sliced ​​him in two as easily as cutting tofu.

In his haste, Zhu Wushi immediately condensed his true energy into armor to shield himself.

He once ambushed the masters of the eight major sects, absorbing their power, memories, and essence, thus mastering the martial arts of the eight major sects, including their experience with the technique of condensing true qi.

Some of these even employ special defensive techniques utilizing internal energy.

Even so, the internal energy he had cultivated over sixty years was no match for the Avici Path's Three Blades, which were of higher power and far more formidable.

He had no choice but to mobilize more of his internal energy to block it.

Yet he was still forced to retreat dozens of steps, crushing the bluestone slabs paving the road into gravel.

The gold-patterned brocade robe was ripped apart by the blade.

Even his face was scratched and bled.

this moment.

Zhu Wushi was completely stunned.

Although he didn't use his full strength, he never expected that Guihai Yidao would actually be able to hurt him.

The hundreds of onlookers were also stunned.

The Iron-Blooded Marquis, who has been famous throughout the world for more than ten years, has actually lost to a young man in his fifties today.

How can it be!

Not to mention others, even Guihai Yidao himself was completely stunned.

In his mind, Zhu Wushi was practically invincible.

When he unleashed this strike, he never considered the potential harm it would cause to Zhu Wushi.

The sudden surge of power within his body amplified the edge of his blade several times over, resulting in an outcome he had never anticipated.

In the midst of this shock, a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of my heart.

Guihai Yidao was instantly stunned.

He couldn't help but turn around and look at Shangguan Haitang.

Shangguan Haitang hurriedly released her right hand, her slender white fingers stained with blood.

It was a short knife, which she plunged into Guihai's back.

"Begonia..."

Guihai Yidao found it hard to believe.

At this moment, the old man with three flowers also recovered, and using his light footwork, he launched a surprise attack.

Gui Haiyi quickly released Shangguan Haitang, brandished his demonic blade, and with one strike, repelled the Three Flowers Elder once more.

Four figures appeared like ghosts, forming shields to block Shangguan Haitang and pulling her back repeatedly.

In fact, when the old man with three flowers launched the sneak attack, Guihai Yidao could have easily disassembled the Demon Blade and used it to block the attack.

But in that instant, he used the simplest method.

The price of this method is to release Shangguan Haitang!

The hands that had been clasped tightly since he barged into the mansion were now so easily separated.

Even the three-flower elder who made the move hadn't expected it to go so smoothly.

“One cut…” Haitang cried out.

But Guihai Yidao could no longer hear.

He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and a constant ringing in his ears. All sorts of noises came to his ears, especially a laugh, which was initially hidden, but soon became incredibly loud and piercing.

"Who...is laughing so awfully?"

"Hehehehehe...hahaha..."

He heard the laughter even clearer.

However, it did not come from outside to his ears, but rather from his own mouth.

It turns out, he was the one laughing!
"Return to the Sea with a Single Blade!"

Wan Sanqian walked out from the hall.

That kind face was now incredibly ferocious and twisted, and the hatred bursting from its eyes was like that of a demon.

"I'll make sure you die a horrible death! Men! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

During this period of time, he did bring in the guards from the Wan family to serve him.

At this moment, with a shout revealing murderous intent, hundreds of figures charged out from all directions.

Target: Guihai Yidao!

The person leading the charge was none other than the Three Flowers Elder, who had made several moves.

Guihai Yidao raised his Demon Blade Thousand Blades high, its thousands of fragments disintegrating and pointing straight to the sky.

Suddenly, it slashed downwards.

The old man with the three flowers suddenly felt darkness before his eyes, followed by a burst of firelight, and he was now surrounded by this firelight.

An endless heat surged forth.

Within the firelight, there seemed to be an endless sharpness hidden, ready to tear him to pieces.

Clearly, this is precisely the hellish illusion that the Three Blades of Avici Hell can create.

As a master of the Three Flowers Sect, the appearance of such an illusion meant that Guihai's attack had already broken through his Divine Flower.

However, he was, after all, a master of the Three Flowers.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying scene was driven away.

But in that instant, the sharp edge of the Demon Blade Thousand Blades had already appeared and fallen.

The old man with three flowers only saw fragments rushing towards him.

Then, they were plunged into eternal darkness.

"Guihai Yidao's spirit... has collapsed..."

Xiao Ai's voice suddenly rang in Zhou Ming's ears.

"I can feel."

Zhou Ming responded.

At this moment, his projection was superimposed on Guihai Yidao's body, so how could he not sense the other party's state?
In that sea of ​​the heart, the lotus that had already bloomed was now withering away piece by piece, until only a single lotus seedpod remained, which was also covered with cracks.

It seems like it's about to completely collapse.

Without the suppression of Xinlian, endless malice stirred up in this sea of ​​hearts.

This was precisely the malice from the Three Blades of Avici Hell. Given Guihai Yidao's current level of swordsmanship, even without Xinlian, the malice from the Three Blades of Avici Hell shouldn't have spiraled out of control like this.

But he is clearly not normal now.

Strictly speaking, only half of this malice came from the part that Xinlian suppressed.

The remaining half came from Guihai Yidao himself!

It was under this malicious impetus that Guihai Yidao was able to break through the mental defenses of the Three Flowers Grandmaster, trapping him in the hellish illusion, and then kill him with a single strike.

It can be said that in this state, he came even closer to the true meaning of the Three Blades of Avici Hell.

Just a few days after making a breakthrough, there were signs of further improvement in his swordsmanship.

Gui Haiyi's talent in swordsmanship is truly extraordinary.

His compatibility with the Avici Three Blades sword technique is also quite high.

This progress excited Zhou Ming even more.

"In that case, I'll lend you another hand!"

Zhou Ming's heart stirred, and a technique was transmitted into Gui Hai Yi Dao's mind.

Among the Twelve Profound Yin Swords, there is one called "The Sword That Makes All Things Become Me," which can gather and control the power of all things and use it for its own purposes. Even a wisp of wind or a cloud can be transformed into a sharp steel blade under the power of this Profound Yin Sword.

Zhou Ming plans to evolve it into the Whirlwind Sword technique.

I've been researching for a while now, and I can say I've made some progress.

Although it is not enough to control the invisible and intangible wind, it is already able to freely control various flowers and plants and arrange them into the shapes one likes.

Since it can manipulate flowers and plants, it can certainly do the same with fragments of the Demon Blade Thousand Blades!
At that moment, Zhou Ming passed on this method of manipulation to Gui Hai Yi Dao.

However, this method consumes a considerable amount of internal energy.

Moreover, since it was extracted from the Twelve Swords of Xuan Yin, and is the core function of the Sword that makes everything become me, it is also deeply demonic.

Ordinary people simply cannot train this skill.

But now, given Guihai Yidao's current state, does he still care about whether or not he's a demon?
As for the issue of consumption, Zhou Ming took full responsibility for it, so there was no need to worry about it.

So, after killing the Three-Flower Elder with a single strike, Guihai Yidao stood motionless, only letting out bursts of laughter.

Seeing that hundreds of guards had already closed in, he swung his demonic blade, causing thousands of fragments to explode.

Each fragment possessed unparalleled sharpness, flying in all directions.

Although there were many of these guards, their strength was generally acquired, with few possessing innate abilities.

Therefore, even if they are facing only a fragment, the power attached to it is something they simply cannot resist.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people fell and hundreds were injured.

Such a huge number of casualties instantly brought the guards to their senses.

The blue-purple light of the Demon Blade Thousand Blades was transformed into a dark purple color under the cover of the black paint.

Thousands of fragments gleamed and wandered around Guihai Yidao, like a realm of death.

If you touch it, you will die!

The people in the distance were stunned.

Afei exclaimed in surprise, "Yi Jue actually has such a skill? Could it be that he was hiding his true abilities all along?"

Li Xunhuan did not respond, but just stared at Zhu Wushi.

Was he the one who murdered my father back then...?

On the other side, Wan Sanqian's face was flushed with anger as he shouted, "Today, anyone who participates in the battle will receive ten thousand taels of silver! Whoever can wound Guihai Yidao will receive ten thousand taels of gold! Whoever can kill him will receive one million taels of gold, one million acres of farmland, and one thousand shops and properties!"

These conditions are undeniably demanding.

If someone were to actually kill Guihai Yidao and take the bounty, even someone with a fortune of 13,000 would be severely injured.

But in order to kill Guihai Yidao, Wan Sanqian no longer cared at all.

Sure enough, everyone present was tempted by such a generous reward.

In an instant, a Grandmaster of the Flower Realm leaped out and shouted, "Master Wan, I will take this villain's head for you!"

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of dark purple rays of light flew over, as beautiful as a meteor shower, yet carrying an extreme sharpness.

In an instant, it had already pierced through his body.

But this did nothing to stop the crowd.

"So what if he's fierce! He's just a Grandmaster of the One Flower Realm!"

"Such a move must consume a lot of internal energy! Let's swarm him and exhaust his internal energy!"

"Get your weapons! Quickly, get your weapons!"

Amidst the commotion, hundreds of martial artists simultaneously unleashed their power, charging towards Guihai Yidao.

Seeing this, the guards of the Wan family, who had been hesitant to advance, immediately raised their weapons and charged forward.

In the blink of an eye, Guihai Yidao seemed to be facing nearly two hundred martial artists.

And this is only the very beginning.

Those who were a little slower and farther away didn't hear what Wan Sanqian said at all.

But the message was passed on from the front to the back.

Upon hearing this, they disregarded everything else and rushed forward.

Before long, all the guests who attended the wedding banquet knew about the 13,000 reward.

Their eyes lit up and they rushed forward.

There were just too many people ahead of us.

All that could be heard were bursts of wild laughter coming from afar in the middle of the crowd.

Guihai Yidao has gone berserk!

Thousands of fragments began to spin rapidly around him.

Enemies that enter the attack range will be instantly pierced by the shards.

Dark purple fragments, stained with scarlet blood.

Before the blood could even hit the ground, it was struck by the next fragment and turned into a blood mist.

As it spun continuously, a gust of wind was generated, stirring up the blood.

From a distance, a blood-red tornado stood tall in the center of the entire Wan family mansion.

Countless people rushed in, only to add a touch of blood to the crimson tornado.

A second-level Grandmaster unleashed a punch that slammed into the blood-red tornado, instantly pulverizing it into countless fragments.

A Grandmaster of the Three Flowers Sect, wielding a sharp and invincible spear, charged in, only to be met with an incredibly terrifying sharpness.

He was struck by a slash and hit by fragments of the demonic blade. Even with his protective qi, several bloody marks remained on his body.

three minutes……

five minutes……

A quarter of an hour……

A martial artist with eyes full of fanaticism finally rushed from his remote position to the center of the battlefield.

However, what he saw was not the enemy he had imagined, covered in wounds, but a tornado exuding a pungent, bloody stench.

The ground was covered in blood.

Countless corpses lay scattered all around.

Within the tornado, a figure in black appeared and disappeared, only his maniacal laughter could be heard.

The fervor on his face vanished instantly, replaced by panic and fear.

"No! No, no! He's not even human! We can't possibly get this bounty!"

The martial artist quickly turned around, cried out in alarm, and retreated.

The fear of death finally overwhelmed the temptation of money in people's hearts at this moment.

However, hundreds of people have already paid with their lives for it!
(End of this chapter)