Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 239 "You...you...what kind of sword technique is this?... " "Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens. (4k2)

Ouyang Jin, who had been struck by a palm earlier, struggled to sit up and looked at the two fighting in the arena, and smiled bitterly.

"It seems that our attack just now has become a burden to Officer Li."

If it weren't for us getting in his way, he could have done his best long ago.

Some people shouted excitedly.

"Officer Li, your swordsmanship is unparalleled! You have slain this demon!"

shhhhhh!

"No, this can't go on!"

During the exchange, Zhou Qiutang, who was falling behind and becoming increasingly embarrassed and angry, had a fierce glint in his eyes. He dodged Li Fu's attack, and in his anxiety, he suddenly thought of something and launched several silver needles as hidden weapons, shooting them at Madam Cuiping and the group of women hiding behind the door inside the house.

While Li Fujian was picking out the silver needles, she suddenly rushed towards Ouyang Jin, who was injured and recuperating not far away!

Ouyang Jin, who was watching the fight, was shocked and tried to dodge, but he had already suffered internal injuries from the previous exchange, making his reaction a beat slower.

Zhou Qiutang grabbed his wrists and exerted force with both palms, sending a surge of powerful true energy into him. Ouyang Jin groaned and was sent flying, spitting out blood as he crashed heavily several feet away.

The pair of silver-white silk gloves in his hands had been skillfully removed by Zhou Qiutang and put on her own hands in the blink of an eye. "These silk gloves are impervious to swords and spears and can be called a treasure of the martial arts world. It is a great waste for them to fall into the hands of someone with such low martial arts skills as you."

"It is fitting that it be used by me."

"mean!"

Everyone was furious.

Li Fu's sword energy surged, deflecting the silver needles and saving the lives of the still-shaken Madam Cuiping and the others. Looking back, he saw that Zhou Qiutang had already put on silk gloves.

He frowned, but didn't care. He flicked his sword and continued to kill.

Once Zhou Qiutang put on the silk glove, she no longer dodged when facing Li Fu's invisible sword energy.

laugh!

A sword aura slashed towards him, and he raised his hand to block it. The silver silk glove touched the invisible sword aura, producing a sound like metal rubbing against metal.

The sword energy was blocked by the incredibly tough silkworm silk, leaving only a faint white mark on the surface of the glove.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhou Qiutang laughed loudly, "Li Fu, let's see what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"

His skill was no less than Li Fu's, and now that he had a way to block Li Fu's invisible sword energy that could cut through iron like mud, he regained his confidence. With a leap, he pounced on Li Fu again, no longer holding back, and his attack became fierce again!

When the Yin-Yang Qi Scripture was pushed to its limit, the true energy around his body surged like a tide, and the sounds of wind and thunder could be faintly heard between his fists and feet.

With each punch, the force of the punch was like a small mountain crushing down; with each kick, the power of the kick carved a deep trench in the bluestone ground.

His movements became even faster, so fast that he seemed like a ghost in the moonlight, moving left and right, forward and backward. The crowd felt that there were many of his figures in the scene, and they could hardly distinguish which one was the real one.

Only Li Fu's sword remained gleaming like lightning, firmly locked onto him.

The Six Meridians Divine Sword is used to fight enemies. The sword energy is unrestrained and the invisible sword energy is sometimes long and sometimes short, ever-changing and incomparably fierce.

The two fought fiercely in the courtyard, leaving behind a trail of destruction: shattered stone tables, collapsed artificial hills, broken pillars, and dust and wood chips flying everywhere.

Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed.

Under the moonlight, silver light flowed across Zhou Qiutang's palms. The silk glove was made of fine, dense silver threads, capable of sharpening the sword's edge. It occasionally collided with the invisible sword energy, producing a piercing sound, like metal rubbing against stone. It could actually block the sharp sword energy that could cut through iron like mud.

Just now, Li Fu's invisible sword strike, as graceful as a spring breeze brushing willows, was ethereal and lofty, and had already forced Zhou Qiutang to retreat repeatedly, her clothes torn and bleeding everywhere.

If Zhou Qiutang hadn't taken Ouyang Jin's silk gloves, they might have already been defeated.

The rest of the crowd cursed Zhou Qiutang for being despicable, their hearts pounding in their throats.

Given Zhou Qiutang's terrifying martial arts skills, no one present except Li Fu could withstand him. If he were to win, probably no one here would survive.

Under the moonlight, two figures leaped and darted about, moving with lightning speed.

Zhou Qiutang's movements were unpredictable, and his Yin-Yang Qi was incredibly powerful. His punches and kicks were like waves crashing on the shore and mountains collapsing, creating a terrifying aura.

Li Fu's sword techniques are ethereal and lofty, formless and intangible, with each strike possessing a sharp and fierce edge that can cut through gold and jade.

The two had exchanged nearly seventy or eighty blows in the blink of an eye, and there was hardly a patch of intact ground left in the courtyard.

Li Fu slashed diagonally with his sword, the resulting sword energy splitting the air several feet in the air.

Zhou Qiutang neither dodged nor evaded, but crossed his arms in front of his chest, using his protective qi and silk glove to directly block the sword energy. He took three steps back, the blue bricks beneath his feet shattered, his chest heaved slightly, and he regained his footing.

He glanced down at the newly added faint mark on his glove, a cold smile playing on his lips. He looked up at Li Fu and said in a chilling tone.

"Sword energy taking shape?"

It is indeed a martial arts masterpiece, unparalleled in its sharpness.

If it weren't for these priceless silk glove made of celestial silk, I would likely have already fallen to your sword.

"But how much internal energy must be consumed to create such a unique skill that condenses qi into a sword?"

You rely on your condensed sword energy to cut through iron like mud, your attacks are fierce, but each strike requires true essence to propel the sword energy, leaving no time to rest.

Li Fu's expression remained unchanged. An invisible sword of energy trembled slightly at his fingertips, humming softly, before he unleashed another attack.

Zhou Qiutang made a move to defend himself, his voice becoming even more sinister.

"My Yin Yang Thousand Pound True Qi is incredibly powerful. Before I am defeated, I can fight you for at least another hundred rounds without any problem."

"But what about you?"

Can you last another hundred rounds?

After a hundred rounds, Zhou Qiutang knew he was doomed to lose, but he believed that Li Fu would not last a hundred rounds. He thought he could wear Li Fu down with his silk glove and secure victory.

Upon hearing this, everyone watching in the courtyard was startled and couldn't help but worry.

Zhu Tinggao's expression changed drastically.

What she said was not without reason.

Condensing qi into a sword and transforming internal force into substance inevitably consumes a tremendous amount of energy.

Although Li Xian's martial arts skills are superb, even the deepest inner strength will eventually run out.

Shen Cang gazed at the figure in blue in the arena, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes: "If what that hermaphrodite said is true, after another hundred moves, Constable Li's internal energy will be depleted—"

Ouyang Jin's mouth was still bleeding, her hands were in excruciating pain, she was almost crippled, and she was in a sorry state.

"The silkworm silk is impervious to blades and spears, and is immune to water and fire. I have worn these gloves for so many years and know how strong they are. No weapon has ever been able to leave a mark on them."

The villain was wearing it. Although Officer Li's unparalleled sword energy could leave white marks on it, it seemed that it would be difficult to break through for a while.

If the battle drags on—

A heavy feeling settled over all three of them.

The other martial arts practitioners, who were seriously injured and unable to fight again, were filled with trepidation and tension upon hearing this.

"Damn it, Heaven is blind! How could it have given this villain such high-level martial arts skills, allowing him to wreak havoc on the martial world?"

"The Yin-Yang Qi True Scripture was probably created by eunuchs and was a martial art practiced by eunuchs."

Who would have thought that this naturally hermaphroditic person could practice without castration and make rapid progress, becoming even more powerful upon completion?

This extraordinary encounter is truly a once-in-a-lifetime event, as if it were tailor-made for her by heaven.

This kind of success, this kind of skill, is almost impossible to replicate; it's practically another kind of stroke of luck.

Anxiety spread like a dark cloud among the crowd.

"Did you hear what I said, Li Fu?"

What do you think?

Hearing these comments, Zhou Qiutang's smugness grew even stronger. During their fight, her gaze swept across Li Fu's face like a snake, trying to catch a trace of wavering or fatigue.

However, Li Fu remained calm, showing no sign of panic in his eyes, and his killing intent was icy, as if Zhou Qiutang's words were nothing more than a passing breeze.

Zhou Qiutang felt a slight unease, but quickly suppressed it with her own judgment.

"Li Fu, you are the strongest enemy I have ever encountered in my life."

Considering we are evenly matched, I will give you a chance. If you stop now and let me leave, I will not fight you to the bitter end.

And I swear I will never again lay a finger on any of the women you have sheltered.

He said he would give Li Fu a chance, but his words still revealed his fear of Li Fu. He said that as long as Li Fu let him leave, he would never come back.

Zhou Qiutang was born with a strange personality. As a hermaphrodite, he encountered the Yin-Yang Thousand-Pound True Scripture and by chance gained such amazing martial arts skills. However, he did not know how Li Fu practiced his martial arts. He was younger than him, but his skills were in no way inferior to his.

Every time he saw Li Fu's unbelievably youthful face and his superb martial arts skills, he couldn't help but feel uneasy, sensing an unfathomable depth.

"So I'll let you go, so you can live and then go and harm other women?"

Li Fu finally spoke, his gaze calm.

"Fight me for another hundred rounds?"

You underestimate me too much, and you overestimate yourself!

Zhou Qiutang was right; the Six Meridians Divine Sword was powerful, but it consumed a great deal of true energy.

Zhou Qiutang's Yin-Yang Thousand-Pound True Qi is profound and enduring, and the Heavenly Silkworm Gloves can withstand his sword energy, so a prolonged battle would be disadvantageous for him.

Zhou Qiutang clearly saw this as well, and began to wait for the enemy to tire themselves out, shifting more from offense to defense in her moves.

But that's on the condition that Zhou Qiutang can last another hundred rounds.

"If I can't take your life within three moves, I'll let you go!" His cold voice rang out during the fight.

"What?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

One hundred rounds versus three moves—that's a huge difference!

Zhou Qiutang boasted that he would fight Li Fu for another hundred rounds, using the powerful and enduring Yin-Yang True Qi of the Heavenly Silkworm Gloves to wear Li Fu down. His words were reasonable and well-founded, and everyone present was worried.

But now Li Fu is not afraid at all. Instead, he says that he will not be the one to lose, but Zhou Qiutang. He also says that he will not need to fight for another hundred rounds, but will take the opponent's life within the next three moves.

It's truly astonishing and leaves one speechless.

What confidence, and what arrogance!

"What did you say?"

Zhou Qiutang was stunned, wondering if she had misheard, and gave a disdainful smile.

"Three moves?"

You and I fought for nearly a hundred rounds. Although I was at a disadvantage, I was not someone you could defeat with just three more moves.

"Kill me in three moves? I'd like to see what makes you so arrogant!"

He swayed, his palms brimming with the powerful force of Yin-Yang True Qi, and struck Li Fu squarely in the chest.

Zhou Qiutang wanted to wait until he could wear down Li Fu after a hundred rounds, but he didn't know that Li Fu was also waiting, though he had started waiting much earlier.

Just as Zhou Qiutang was waiting for him to exhaust his true energy, he was waiting for Zhou Qiutang to deplete her true energy to a certain extent, so that she could not withstand his all-out killing move and would kill her in one move.

Moreover, Li Fu had already waited for the moment when Zhou Qiutang would be killed.

"It's about time."

Li Fu pointed his right hand towards the sword, and the invisible sword energy that had been gathered at his fingertips suddenly trembled, emitting a clear and melodious long sound.

The original Shaochong Sword, which was the most agile and swift among the Six Meridian Divine Swords and best suited for the Returning Wind and Dancing Willow Sword Technique, has changed its sword path and has been replaced by the Shaoshang Sword from the Six Meridian Divine Swords.

The Shaoshang Sword is powerful and fierce. Once unleashed, it is like a thunderbolt striking the sky or a tidal wave crashing against the shore. It is indestructible in a head-on collision.

Li Fu pointed out, and the sword energy at his fingertip suddenly became powerful and vast, carrying an earth-shattering force as it suddenly attacked.

This sword strike was far more powerful than the Shaochong Sword, which was not adept at directly breaking through strong and sharp objects.

This sword strike is faster, fiercer, and heavier!

The sword energy was like a thunderbolt, accompanied by a piercing shriek. Under the moonlight, the outline of the invisible sword energy was as clear as if it were a physical object, and it pierced through with a roar!

"What?!"

Overwhelmed by this terrifying aura, Zhou Qiutang's expression changed, and she hurriedly changed her move, crossing her hands in front of her chest to block the sword strike head-on.

boom!

With a dull thud, the person was pushed back two steps by the sword energy, the blue bricks under their feet shattered, and a tingling numbness ran through their hands and a stinging pain in their palms.

Even with his skill and the silk glove, he was still somewhat unable to withstand Li Fu's sword energy, which suddenly changed in power.

"you--"

Zhou Qiutang suddenly had a bad feeling and quickly retreated. Just as he was about to speak, Li Fu's second sword arrived. This time, the sword's momentum changed again, and this change became even more earth-shattering.

That sword strike just now was only the Shaoshang Sword from the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

But this sword strike is using the Shaoshang Sword from the Six Meridians Divine Sword to unleash the astonishing Heavenly Immortal technique, doubling its power!

Suddenly, the room fell silent.

Everyone looked up, stunned.

The moonlight, like water, shone on Li Fu.

He rose gracefully, seemingly merging with the moonlight. The invisible sword in his hand transformed into a dazzling, breathtaking sight, its radiance so intense it seemed tangible, like the Milky Way cascading down from the heavens, so magnificent it was almost blinding.

Zhou Qiutang's pupils shrank sharply. He had never seen such a brilliant and domineering sword technique in his entire life!

Before the sword light even fell, he felt a tremor from the depths of his soul, as if he were locked in by the might of heaven, with nowhere to escape or avoid it.

"No!"

He roared, gritted his teeth, raised his palms to the sky, and exerted all his strength to unleash the Yin-Yang Thousand-Pound True Qi, laying down layer upon layer of protective energy in front of him, trying to block this earth-shattering sword strike.

boom-!!!

The sword light fell.

The world was shrouded in darkness, as if only a single ray of light remained.

The sword light was dazzling and brilliant to the extreme, yet ethereal and transcendent, untouched by the mundane world, like a Milky Way descending from the heavens, magnificent enough to intoxicate the heart, and sharp enough to chill the soul.

Then it was like a thunderclap, like a meteor falling to earth.

The ground of the entire courtyard seemed to suddenly sink, and the bluestone slabs within a radius of several feet cracked, shattered, and flew into the air at the same time!

Dust surged in all directions like waves, obscuring everyone's view!

Amidst the smoke and dust, the crowd could only vaguely see two figures passing each other. One, dressed in a flowing blue robe, stood steadily, while the other, with torn and disheveled clothes, stumbled forward.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

Li Fu stood in the center, his blue robe fluttering slightly, his posture upright like a pine tree.

Zhou Qiutang stumbled forward a few steps, trying to steady herself, but she couldn't. Her body swayed, she couldn't support herself, her legs buckled, and she knelt on the broken bluestone slab. Her true energy dissipated, and her face turned ashen.

With great effort, he turned his head in the final moments of his life, his eyes filled with disbelief, his voice hoarse, and blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"You—what kind of swordsmanship is this?!"

Li Fu stood before her, his invisible sword energy already withdrawn, for there was no need for him to unleash a third strike.

"A celestial being descending from the heavens."

"A Celestial Immortal Descends from Beyond the Heavens — A Celestial Immortal Descends from Beyond the Heavens —"

Zhou Qiutang repeated the name to herself, then smiled bitterly, "What a celestial being descending from heaven, truly deserving of the name."