He's alone, but he's a tomb raider!

But... it doesn't matter anyway!

Since we can't just wipe them out as cannon fodder, we can simply put in some extra effort.

A swordsmanship contest?

Since becoming an Outcast, Qin Yun thought to himself that he had never been afraid of anyone.

The elegantly designed Qiuli Sword, imbued with a natural Daoist charm, slowly returned to its sheath, emitting a clear and melodious whale-like cry as it entered the scabbard.

No wonder Zhuangzi, upon seeing the Qiu Li Sword, actually composed the "Free and Easy Wandering" poem.

Immediately afterwards, ripples appeared in the imaginary space again!

To Ishikawa Shin's somewhat surprised gaze, Qin Yun actually pulled out a long sword from that void space again.

Unlike the elegant and otherworldly Qiuli Sword, which possessed a natural Daoist charm, this later-appearing famous sword looked rather ferocious.

The sword hilt is inlaid with green gemstones, making it look very luxurious.

However, the blade was an eerie dark red, as if the blood had never dried, and the spine was covered with serrations, like the teeth of a shark.

The sword exudes a fierce and domineering aura; just looking at it makes one break out in a cold sweat and feel uncomfortable.

This sword is none other than Shark Tooth, the famous sword that Qin Yun has used the longest and is most familiar with!

"As a swordsman, using so many swords, aren't you afraid of becoming proficient in everything?"

Ishikawa Shin cursed under his breath, but instead of being afraid, he felt more at ease in the face of Qin Yun's seemingly "amateurish" actions.

In Ishikawa Shin's view, a true swordsman only practices one sword technique in his entire life.

Only when man and sword become one can one reach the pinnacle of skill!

Qin Yun's practice of switching between Qiu Li and Shark Tooth swords clearly indicates he's only a novice; how high can his swordsmanship possibly be?

With his mind made up, Ishikawa Shin no longer hesitated. His Qi erupted, and the power of his aura was so strong that it even subtly affected reality!

[The Breath of Buddha, the Form of One—True Thousands of Hands, Buddha Transformed Above!]

With a low shout from Ishikawa Shin, his aura overflowed, and the sword energy materialized!

Behind him, a huge image of the compassionate Buddha could even be faintly seen.

The Buddha had a compassionate face and lowered eyes, but behind him grew a thousand arms, each holding an illusory sword. He was solemn and dignified, yet exuded a chilling aura of killing intent.

"go!"

With a swing of his katana, Ishikawa Shin caused all one thousand arms of the Thousand-Armed Buddha to move simultaneously!

A thousand sword energies, in unpredictable directions, came directly at Qin Yun from all directions, up, down, left, and right!

The combination of reality and illusion makes it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Among the thousand sword energies, some are real and some are false, some are real and some are illusory, making it impossible to defend against them all!

This is the ultimate secret of the Japanese Buddhist sword – True Thousand Hands, Buddha Transformation on Top!

With a single thought, one can create a thousand swords; with a thousand swords, one can prove the Buddha's path. Once unleashed, it becomes an inescapable net, leaving no place to escape!

A cold smile curled at the corner of Ishikawa Shin's lips.

In his view, Qin Yun was unable to distinguish between the real and the fake attacks, and could only passively take the beatings. In the end, he was pierced through the heart by a thousand swords and died without a complete corpse!

only--

Just when Ishikawa thought victory was assured, Qin Yun's pupils suddenly turned gold!

Golden eyes capable of discerning all things!

From Ishikawa Shin's perspective, Qin Yun's pupils seemed to be filled with countless runes.

Everything in the world is laid bare before these golden eyes.

"Could this be the Sharingan? But the color of the eyes is wrong, and there are no tomoe (comma-shaped markings)...!"

Regardless of what Ishikawa Shin thought, under the gaze of the Golden Eyes, the thousand sword energies that were difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion instantly became crystal clear.

It's crystal clear which path is real, which is fake, which is the main attack, and which is a distraction!

Then, the Shark Tooth Sword traced a perfect arc.

A flash of sword light, as fast as a shooting star!

Qin Yun precisely located Ishikawa Shin's Buddha sword amidst thousands of flashes of light, and—

Using the back teeth of the Shark Tooth Sword, he precisely jammed the famous Japanese sword in Ishikawa Shin's hand!

"This is impossible!!"

Ishikawa was horrified, his face filled with disbelief.

A thousand sword energies, a mixture of reality and illusion, were so powerful that it was difficult to distinguish between them. Even a master of the Ten Elders level might not be able to find the true source of the energy in an instant.

But Qin Yun saw through it at a glance, and even precisely used the fangs of his sword to catch his own knife!

Such keen eyesight and swordsmanship—this is no amateur!

But before Ishikawa Nobuyuki could recover from his shock—

Qin Yun gripped the Shark Tooth Sword and applied slight force.

Click—!

A crisp snapping sound rang out.

The famous Japanese sword in Ishikawa Shin's hand, which had been passed down for hundreds of years and was known for its ability to cut through iron like mud, shattered on the spot!

It was snapped in two by the serrated edge of the Shark Tooth Sword!

"No--!"

Ishikawa Shin cried out in surprise.

Shards of the famous sword flew onto his face, cutting fine wounds from which blood seeped out, causing a burning pain.

But Ishikawa Shin was completely oblivious, staring blankly at the broken hilt of his sword, unable to believe his eyes.

This sword is the prized possession of the Fish Dragon Society, a renowned sword passed down through generations of the Ishikawa family!

It could cut through iron like mud and sever hair with a breath. It had been with him for decades and had gone through countless battles without ever suffering the slightest damage.

But today, it was actually broken in two by Qin Yun's sword!

The demon sword Hirumaru has not yet been found, but his own famous sword has been broken. Isn't this a case of losing both his wife and his army?

That makes sense, though.

The Shark Tooth Sword, known as the "nemesis of famous swords," is specifically designed to counter the most famous swords in the world.

The serrations on the sword are specifically designed to cut through an opponent's weapon.

Even a famous sword like Yuanhong could be broken by Shark Tooth, let alone a so-called famous sword from Japan?

The sharper the sword, the easier it is to break when it encounters a shark's tooth!

The Shark Tooth Sword continued its relentless advance.

One move sweeps across all directions, then suddenly changes tactics!

Qin Yun flicked his wrist, and the Shark Tooth Sword, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, slashed directly down at Ishikawa Shin!

This sword strike was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder.

If it lands squarely, Ishikawa Shin will be split in two!

At this moment, Ishikawa Shin's weapon was broken, and he was unarmed, so he was completely unable to withstand this sword!

He could only watch helplessly as the Shark Tooth Sword grew larger and larger in his field of vision, the shadow of death looming over him, without even having time to dodge!

At the critical moment—

"I am Zhang Yide of Yan!!"

A loud shout rang out!

Wang Ai, who was hiding in the spatial interlayer, saw that things were not going well and quickly controlled the fierce Zhang Fei to rescue him!

Zhang Fei, wielding an eighteen-foot spear, leaped out on his horse. His black steed neighed, and with the horse's momentum, the spear, carrying immense force, blocked Ishikawa Shin's path!

clang--!!!

The Shark Tooth Sword slammed into the Eighteen-Foot Serpent Spear. Although the image was drawn with ink, the collision produced a metallic clang!

Having taken the full force of the attack, Zhang Fei's body trembled violently, and he and his horse were forced back several steps. A shallow crack even appeared on the shaft of his eighteen-foot spear!

If Wang Ai hadn't controlled the fierce Zhang Fei to block the attack in time, Ishikawa Shin would have already been finely chopped into minced meat!

"Using Zhang Sanye to take a knife for the Japanese devils? Wang Ai, I never thought you could do something like that!"

Feeling somewhat humiliated, Wang Ai snorted coldly.

"Since we are opponents, why bother talking about tactics!"

Shin Ishikawa, are you out of your mind?!

"What's the point of keeping the sword if it's broken? Hurry up and get a new one from the ground! Your son only lost his head, not the sword!"