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Chapter 757 Departure from Kyoto
Li Ming opened his eyes, and the lightning flickered slightly. His pair of spiritual eyes became more and more magical as his cultivation improved.

The long sword in the air seemed to still be making a buzzing sound, but after failing to hurt Li Ming with the last blow, the sword seemed to be hesitant.

Li Ming took out a jade pendant from his arms. As it was related to his life experience, Li Ming had always kept it safe. Just now, when he saw the prince using blood to stimulate his emotions, he had already guessed about his life experience, but now he had to prove it.

If Li Ming's guess was correct, the Great Xia Emperor had probably set up a restriction here. Only his Xia bloodline could break the seal and become the master of the four great artifacts among the four poles. However, this magical being absorbed the spirit of the white tiger. With the pride of the white tiger, it was unwilling to surrender easily, so it swung a sword as a test.

The prince was unable to withstand the blow. Although Li Ming was stabbed, his identity has not been verified.

So Li Ming took out the jade pendant, bit his fingertip, and drops of bright red blood flowed on the jade pendant. A ray of light flashed, as if something sleeping was awakened.

At this moment, a blood-red light was emitted from the hall, illuminating Li Ming's body, and then disappeared without a trace.

Only then did Li Ming step forward and ask, "Would you like to follow me and fight against all the heroes?"

At this time, the White Tiger Zanpakuto shook slightly and fell into Li Ming's palm. The artifact recognized its master, and a feeling of blood connection arose spontaneously.

The usually domineering Cangjie Knife began to tremble unwillingly at this moment, but Li Ming just smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't ignore you, old friend!"

Immediately, Li Ming took a step forward and arrived outside the hall in an instant.

"Are you late?"

In fact, just now, one of his clones, Zi Yi, had been killed by the white tiger corpse monster. All the masters had died, and only the strongest among them, Commander Qiao, was still alive, but he was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

But when he saw that the person leaving the hall was Li Ming, he was clearly shocked and asked, "What did you do? Where is His Royal Highness? If you don't have the approval of the divine weapon, you can't step out of the hall. Why are you the only one here?"

"It's very simple. I just need to be the master of the weapon." Li Ming's face was calm. He shook the White Tiger Zanpakuto in his hand, and an extremely domineering aura suddenly surged.

The white tiger corpse monster was also attracted. After all, he and the White Tiger Zanpakuto were both born from the white tiger. One was a gathering of vitality, and the other was a condensation of death. They were mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. It was nothing more than this.

The moment Li Ming appeared with the White Tiger Zanpakuto in his hand, he had already attracted the attention of the corpse monster, and even made it abandon Commander Qiao. Otherwise, he would not have had the time to talk to Li Ming.

But when Li Ming stepped into the void with a knife in his hand, a dark fire flickered in the eyes of the white tiger corpse monster, and one could actually read a feeling of fear in it.

Commander Qiao sensed the aura around Li Ming and said in a bitter tone, "So you've already gained magical powers. The commotion just now was all because of you!"

Li Ming ignored him and slashed at the white tiger corpse monster with the White Tiger Zanpakuto.

This monster is a collection of dead energy and resentment, and it was born from the residual breath of the White Tiger's bones. To be honest, it was naturally restrained by the White Tiger Zanpakuto.

There was a flicker of light in Li Ming's eyes. This knife move was simply a work of art. It seemed ordinary and just a casual move, but in fact it was done by Li Ming using his spiritual eyes to check for deficiencies in his Qi.

Whether it was the timing, the angle, or the speed, it was all the best. This single strike was not inferior to the one Li Ming used to break the heaven and earth with his Heavenly Sword. It showed that Li Ming's swordsmanship had now reached a higher level, which made Commander Qiao dazzled.

He really couldn't imagine why such a drastic change had occurred in just a cup of tea. From grandmaster to supernatural power, it seemed to be only one step away, but this step had blocked countless talents.

Not to mention those idlers in the martial arts world, who have no magical powers or secret techniques, and have been wandering in front of this door for decades without any chance of breaking through.

Even those who have family inheritance and are talented have a natural fear of this level. After all, when they reach this level, how many people are not outstanding and willing to degenerate themselves? The following three levels of magical powers can break through the level and prolong their lives, but their potential will be exhausted and they will be at the bottom of the magical power realm.

He was already a rare genius in his lifetime; otherwise, he wouldn't have been discovered among the Imperial Guards and become one of the Eight Great Commanders. But even he, after more than a decade of honing his skills at the Grandmaster level, hadn't truly reached the foundation needed to break through.

Moreover, judging from his previous aura, it was definitely not some middle- or low-level magical power, but must be a top-three magical power. With his magical power achievement today, Li Ming is now a guest of honor of the royal family, and he has done it!

Not to mention that he also held the White Tiger Zanpakuto, one of the several sacred artifacts that were vital to the country. What exactly happened in between?
Why did the artifact fall into his hands?

Could it be that after the prince obtained the artifact, he was attacked by him?

But this magical weapon should only be mastered by the bloodline of the royal family of Daxia!
Commander Qiao's thoughts raced through his mind, considering all the possibilities and recalling Li Ming's performance along the way over and over again.

"Who the hell is he?!"

And in the blink of an eye, an invisible knife light had already landed on the weak point of the white tiger corpse monster's energy.

At the same time, Li Ming said leisurely: "The White Tiger Slashing Soul can determine life and death. It is a dead thing, so why not return?"

As Li Ming spoke, the cold fire in the eyes of the white tiger monster, which was comparable to a powerful being with supernatural powers and had buried several masters and grand masters under its claws, gradually extinguished.

It roared unwillingly, releasing its last bit of anger, but its raised claws fell down powerlessly before reaching its shoulders.

A sense of great liberation was revealed. This sword cut off the boundary between life and death, and stood up for the heaven. Dust to dust, earth to earth!

This knife not only killed the tiger monster, but also all the spirits of the strange beasts that had not yet transcended were sent away by Li Ming and swept into the Styx.

Only then did he slowly land in front of Commander Qiao, watching the vitality in his body dissipate bit by bit.

"who are you?"

He spoke with difficulty and bitterness, his voice trembling, and Li Ming's face was reflected in his eyes.

Li Ming looked up and said, "Don't you know? My name is Li Ming."

"What do you want to do?" Commander Qiao asked the second question.

Li Ming looked at him and replied calmly, "See a higher view."

"where are you going?"

"Kyoto!" Li Ming said in a firm tone and with a resolute look in his eyes.

"This trip will surely be very exciting." Commander Qiao's breath had weakened to the extreme, and his voice also became low.

"It's a pity that I can't see it, but I will hear your name from countless new ghosts."

PS: This volume is finished.

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