All-People Game: As a Sword Cultivator, All I Can Do is Fly with a Sword

This attack was eerily quiet.

There was no cracking sound of bones breaking, no intense pain, and not even a broken skin.

The man in black felt the touch on his wrist and immediately laughed.

"Is this considered tickling?"

But the next second, an indescribable pain erupted from his wrist, traveling along his meridians and violently assaulting his internal organs.

It can penetrate metal and stone without leaving a trace.

These six characters are not adjectives, but declarative sentences.

puff.

An extremely faint sound emanated from inside the man in black.

Fresh blood flowed from his seven orifices.

But he was, after all, a master of the peak of internal strength, and his vitality was as tenacious as a cockroach.

Even though his internal organs were shattered beyond recognition, his fierce instincts, honed through years of martial arts training, still drove his body to make a final response.

That was a final burst of light before life came to an end.

His right claw, which was originally gripping Li Jin's shoulder, suddenly exerted force, even at the cost of overdrawing his remaining life force, in an attempt to completely crush Li Jin's shoulder blade.

At the same time, he lunged forward, opening his blood-soaked mouth as if to bite off Li Jin's throat.

Since we're not going to survive, let's take someone down with us!

This is the logic of outlaws.

Li Jin was in excruciating pain in her left shoulder, as if her bones were being crushed into powder.

But the calmness in his eyes did not diminish at all; on the contrary, it became even clearer because of the pain.

The spiritual energy value on the panel is only 1 point.

The Shattered Jade Hand technique is no longer usable; it's an ultimate skill that consumes too much mana.

You can only use a basic attack.

But that's enough.

Li Jin leaned back slightly to avoid the final attack from the man in black, and his right hand, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, nimbly slipped through the gap between the man's arms.

Snapped.

A crisp sound.

The palm strike landed squarely on the man in black's throat.

Although it only has 1 point of spiritual power, it is still one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, and the man in black is already at his last gasp.

The man in black stopped abruptly.

Its tall body swayed, then finally fell backward, crashing onto the snow and kicking up a cloud of snow dust.

His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes wide open, unable to close them in peace.

It seems he never understood, even in death, how a family outcast with no strength could kill him in such a bizarre way.

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Li Jin slumped on the snow, panting heavily. The excruciating pain in his left shoulder and the exhaustion from depleted spiritual energy surged up at the same time, causing his vision to blur.

He looked at the corpse not far away, then at his blood-stained right hand, and his stomach began to churn.

Although I had seen immortals fighting in my dreams, with scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, this was the first time I had ever killed someone with my own hands.

However, this discomfort was quickly replaced by the relief of surviving the ordeal and a feeling of utter speechlessness.

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

If that cheapskate father, Li Chiye, knew that someone was trying to use him to threaten him, he would probably laugh his head off and then turn around and kill the kidnappers and hostages to show off his noble character.

Li Jin grimaced and rubbed his shoulder, unable to help but mutter a curse under his breath.

The bone is probably not broken, but soft tissue contusion is certain, and it might even be cracked.

"Old man, wake up! Someone's going to die!"

Li Jin looked at the connected phone and shouted at the top of her lungs.

Less than half a minute.

A gray figure swept over from the side room like a large bird.

Xuan Chengzi hadn't even put on his shoes properly, he was wearing cloth slippers, and he was carrying an old first aid kit with a red cross printed on it. His gray hair was a mess, like a chicken coop.

"What happened? Who died? Did you go mad from practicing your martial arts?"

The old Taoist priest landed and saw Li Jin, pale-faced and leaning against a pillar, and the corpse on the ground with its eyes wide open in death.

Li Jin grimaced and said, "I won't die, but my shoulder is about to break."

Xuan Chengzi squeezed Li Jin's shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief: "The bone isn't broken, it's just soft tissue contusion and a dislocation."

"Bear with it."

A clicking sound.

"Aww!"

Li Jin screamed in agony.

Xuan Chengzi quickly set the bone and then skillfully bandaged it.

"Why are you out wandering around so late at night instead of sleeping? Now you've almost lost your life."

Although he was sharp-tongued, his hands moved very gently.

After bandaging the wound, Xuan Chengzi stood up and walked towards the corpse with a cold face.

He crouched down and first pulled off the mask of the man in black, revealing the face of an unfamiliar middle-aged man.

Seeing the gruesome sight of blood flowing from all seven orifices, his eyelids twitched.

He then searched the corpse for a while and finally pulled out a black iron token from the man in black's arms.

The token is engraved with a ferocious single eye.

"The Divine Will Sect?"

Xuan Chengzi's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"What the hell is the Divine Will Sect?" Li Jin asked, leaning closer. "The name sounds like a pyramid scheme."

"Pretty much, the people inside really do seem like crazy people involved in pyramid schemes."

Xuan Chengzi threw the token on the snow, his eyes solemn: "The sect leader of the Divine Will Sect is named Duan Ming, a ruthless character who ranks third among the eight Grandmasters currently in the public eye."

"This person is a martial arts fanatic, or rather, a fanatic."

"After he became a Grandmaster, there was no way forward in his martial arts career, so he began to pursue the legendary Celestial Realm, which is the Void Shattering recorded in ancient books."

It turned out to be the case.

Duan Ming is searching for an opportunity to evolve.

"What a pity." Xuan Chengzi shook his head, his tone mocking. "There's no such thing as breaking through the void in this world. Those are just myths made up by the ancients."

"But Duan Ming refused to believe in such things. In the past few years, he has been like a madman, collecting martial arts manuals and secrets from various ancient sects, trying to find a way to break through from the piles of ancient books."

"It seems he's got his eye on our Qingsong Temple."

Li Jin suddenly realized.

Although Qingsong Temple is now a 4A-level scenic spot, it was once a wealthy place.

Duan Ming must have thought that there was some amazing secret manual hidden here.

"Old man, since they're from the Divine Will Sect, there must be more than just one, right?" Li Jin looked towards the back mountain with some concern. "Don't you need to guard your precious collection of books?"

"That man in black just said that his companion has already gone to retrieve the item."

Xuan Chengzi stood up, wiped the blood off his hands on the snow, and waved his hand dismissively.

"Why should we guard it? Let them steal it."

"Huh?" Li Jin was stunned. "Didn't you lock all those original copies in the secret room?"

"They're all hidden away." Xuan Chengzi laughed, revealing a few slightly yellowed teeth. "Even if they turn the back mountain upside down, they'll only find a few martial arts manuals on health preservation."

Li Jin was speechless; this old man was indeed cunning.

Xuan Chengzi turned his gaze back to Li Jin, his eyes filled with inquiry and doubt.

"Now, it's your turn to talk about you."

He circled Li Jin twice, clicking his tongue in amazement: "You've killed even a peak-level expert in internal energy."

"And the manner of death was so bizarre, with all his internal organs shattered. Kid, tell me honestly, how did you do that?"

He stretched out his withered finger and poked Li Jin's chest.

"When I examined your wound just now, I found that your body is still completely empty, without any strength at all."

An ordinary person who didn't even have Ming Jin (manifest strength) managed to kill a master at the peak of An Jin (hidden strength) using extremely sophisticated internal martial arts techniques.

If this gets out, the entire martial arts world in the north will be in an uproar.

Li Jin had already prepared her explanation.

He calmly said, "I had a sudden inspiration, and through some random experimentation, I developed a rather unusual kind of strength."

"A different kind of force?" Xuan Chengzi frowned, clearly finding this explanation hard to understand.

Strength is strength, what other variations can it have?

He was about to ask what kind of force it was that even a grandmaster like himself couldn't see through.

Just then.

thump.

thump.

thump.

The sound of unhurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard wall.

Without any attempt to conceal it, it was filled with absolute confidence and arrogance.