The remaining four people in white clothes and Shi Huang felt the same way, they were all extremely frightened. In their impression, masters like Shen Mo were rare. Apart from the Holy Master, King Chongyuan, and the Four Heavenly Kings, Shen Mo is the enemy with the highest martial arts skills they have encountered so far.
There are hundreds of people who use swords in the world, but they can kill ten saintly Baiyi who are not bad at martial arts with just one sword. Even if you look at the entire Central Plains world, there are probably not many people who can do this easily.
There are naturally such masters who can kill ten or more people with one move in the Central Plains martial arts, but there are not many, especially those who use knives. Those few people in the Central Plains who can achieve this level are not swordsmen, and their minds have long transcended the world, and they don't even bother to kill people. Once their martial arts reaches their level, they have broken away from the scope of martial arts and become After becoming a martial artist, every move involves one's own destiny. Take the old Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain as an example. The old guy has not appeared in the world for at least fifty years, let alone killed anyone.
After all, killing someone is harmful to the world. The subtlety of this is that only people who have reached a certain level will have obvious feelings. Therefore, unless forced to do so, people like the old Taoist priest will not easily commit murder. In other words, they don't bother to kill, and there is no one worthy of their own killing.
But as one of the Six Colored Saints of the Holy Legend, Shi Huang's martial arts skills are naturally higher than those of the twenty elites of the Demon Sect. There is no doubt about this, so when they saw that Shi Huang had chased him out of the lobby and took action against Silence, the four white-clothed men who were already frightened immediately cheered up and rushed out of the lobby one after another.
At the entrance of the lobby, where silence fell, a cold light flickered under the feet.
According to Shi Huang's prediction, after the shocking strike just now, Silence would definitely lose his breath, and when he fell down, it should be the time when his breath was at its weakest.
No matter how high the Silent Sword skill is, if he loses the movement of Qi and his foothold, he will not be able to use the shocking sword like just now.
But the silence shocked her again.
Because Silence suddenly raised his body three feet straight again.
Silent's feet had nothing to draw on, but when his feet were about to be touched by two daggers, he seemed to step on an invisible pedal out of thin air, and then used his strength to pull out forcefully. Rising from the sky.
The hair all over Shi Huang's body exploded.
Shen Shen's inner strength cultivation has actually reached the point where he can use breath control at will, which is almost the state of divine transformation where he can control Qi and control the void.
And judging from Shen Mo's expressionless expression, it seemed that he didn't take Shi Huang's attack seriously at all.
With a body like a goshawk and a calm posture, Shen Mo held a long knife in one hand. After rising three feet out of the air, he landed gracefully in the courtyard.
Amidst a cold scolding, Shi Huang unexpectedly came forward again. She was agile and her footsteps changed strangely. She instantly jumped two feet in front of Shen Mo. Her double daggers flew up and down, teasing her vagina, cutting her feet, and stabbing her throat. Her tricks were amazing. The cunning and ruthless person went straight towards the vital parts of Shen Shen's body.
She was very aware of the gap between herself and Silence, and was even more afraid of the knife in his hand. So she chose to use her speed advantage and shameless dirty tricks to force Silence to be unable to use her sword.
This kind of personal fighting method that only seeks to kill people, coupled with the woman's light and agile body skills, indeed have unique advantages that complement each other.
If Silence kept him at a distance and took the opportunity to draw a sword, Shi Huang wouldn't have much confidence that he would be able to catch it.
This is the direct difference between the level of physical cultivation and the level of cultivation.
There was a look of surprise in Shen Mo's eyes, as if she was a little surprised that this charming-looking woman could have such a fierce and ferocious spirit, and her martial arts skills were so unusual.
The woman has a sentimental and beautiful face, but the poisonous dagger in her hand is ruthless and deadly.
Shen Mo frowned slightly, his eyes were sharp, and he had already seen that the two daggers were poisonous.
So instead of grabbing the double daggers, he took three steps back.
Three seemingly random steps made him change three directions in an instant.
But Shi Huang still clung to him, keeping a distance of two feet from him. His dagger moves were endless, and there was no sign of exhaustion.
A woman can only use all her strength to attack to cover up her inner horror.
Four people in white clothes had already rushed to the place where the two were fighting, looking for an opportunity to help Shi Huang.
Shen Mo suddenly let out a sound in his mouth, then took another step back, and then the whole person stood like a mountain in front of Shi Huang.
Shen Mo turned his wrists and retracted his arms, holding the long sword with a sharp arc and an eerie coldness across his chest. While his eyes flashed with cold light, he flicked his wrist, the blade trembled slightly, and a thin line of sharpness appeared. Suddenly pops up.
Shi Huang was suddenly startled. Her two daggers were a combination of falsehood and reality. The key point was the word "strange danger". She spared no effort to attack in order to consume Silence's patience and force him to reveal his flaws. Unexpectedly, Shen Mo suddenly stopped moving, and her series of seductive quick attacks immediately lost their target.
Shi Huang was so fast that he couldn't hold back his momentum, and almost ran into the sharp edge that suddenly popped up.
As soon as her scalp exploded, she hurriedly circulated the inner energy in her body to protect the two daggers in front of her chest, and then her whole body retreated like a projectile.
The sharp edge, which was not the substance but the spirit of the sword, struck the double daggers in a flash, and a spark actually flew away.
Shi Huang's tiger's mouth trembled, and there was a huge power hidden in the sword light. Through the double daggers, the energy and blood surged in her chest and abdomen.
Shi Huang felt dizzy before her eyes. She stepped back a foot in horror, her body trembling and she knelt down on one knee, struggling to support her body.
What a profound skill! The hair on Shi Huang's body stood up, and his eyes flashed with fear coming from deep within.
Her breath was chaotic and boiling for a moment, and she could not immediately continue to launch the next round of fast attacks.
Simple and direct, stopping with silence, cutting through thousands of styles with one sword, this is Silent's understanding of sword techniques.
Seeing Shi Huang being forced back by a sword, four people in white clothes shouted angrily at the same time, and flew towards Shen Mo with three swords and one sword at the same time.
The numerical advantage of the white-clothed men disappeared after Shen Mo made several attacks. Although the remaining four people were horrified, the Holy Tradition had extremely harsh punishments for the disciples' escape and defeat. Especially this time, Yue Wuque led Shengzhuan back to China and was determined to wash away the shame of the defeat. Therefore, he strictly ordered the followers to have only two choices when facing the enemy, that is, either kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy. There is no third option.
If there is anyone who escapes from battle, the Holy Legend will treat him with a punishment even crueler than death.
So now the four men in white know that even if they try their best, they will not be silent opponents, but for the slim chance of survival, they can continue to attack.
For survival, for orders, and for the faith that has long been engraved in their bones, they actually have the determination and momentum to face death.
Seeing this, Silence suddenly sighed softly.
Then he moved in a trance, stepped out, and used his dragon-like movement again. He almost stayed close to the ground and rushed into the attack range of the four people.
The long knife dragged out a blazing spark on the ground.
The blade is demonic and cold, named Qisha.
Seeing Silence's phantom-like figure rushing towards him, the four men in white did not retreat. They slashed straight with their scimitars, one sword slashed their feet, one sword pierced the heart, and one sword broke through the air and stabbed the throat.
Without the encirclement formation that was based on numbers, the four of them now had to rely on their own martial arts skills. The combined power of the four of them was comparable to the world's top masters.
Silence's body was like a swimming dragon, and he flew into the shadow of the sword in an instant. His figure suddenly bounced into the air, and he was flying away with one strike of his sword. The Seven Kills Sword exploded with a cold light, and the scimitar was the first to bear the brunt. Just when the blades intersected, the strange cold light of the Seven Kills spewed out, cutting off the man in white with his sword and hands.
As the blood spattered, the man in white screamed, holding his broken arm and retreating in panic.
Shen Mo succeeded with the sword without landing. He turned in the air and passed through the two sword points that were piercing his throat and heart. Then seven kills flew past, the swords struck each other, and sparks flew in the air again. The long sword with a long and narrow handle was cut into four pieces like a knife cutting tofu.
Shen Shen, who was passing by the two white-clothed men, suddenly turned around in the air. The light of the Seven Kills sword changed again, and the tip of the sword trembled twice like a spiritual snake. A bolt of lightning suddenly seemed to explode on the wrists of the two white-clothed men, and then the two of them were stunned. He snorted, covering his wrists and staggering back.
Blood spurted out from their wrists, their meridians had been cut off, and they could no longer exert any strength.
Although Silence's sword saved their lives, it left them unable to use swords for the rest of their lives.
The two of them lost their fighting power in an instant, their faces turned pale, their expressions were painful and resentful.
After silently turning around, his remaining momentum remained undiminished, like a flying swallow that had left and returned, gracefully facing the last man in white who was rushing towards him with a sword.
This man in white clothes had long been prepared to die. His body and sword were integrated into one, and his awe-inspiring aura made him indifferent to the sword in an instant, but he made a desperate move without leaving any spare power.
The two of them met each other in the air without even touching the ground.
The long sword dashed across the sky, unexpectedly stimulating a burst of sword energy. The skill of this man in white was obviously more profound than the others.
The Seven Killing Sword doesn't have any fancy moves, it's just a simple slash.
The blade and the tip of the sword suddenly intersected, and a harsh and sonorous sound suddenly erupted. The long sword with a narrow blade worn by the man in white was split into two pieces like bamboo slices under the Qisha Dao.
The powerful sword energy dissipated instantly in the sword light at the same time.
Silence not only has extraordinary swordsmanship, but also has magical weapons to help him. This Seven Kills Sword is not only very magical, it can cut iron as well as clay. When an ordinary sword touches it, it is like chopping melons and vegetables.
The long sword cracked in the middle, but the power of the sword did not decrease. A slender cold light cut open the sword, and then a blood line exploded on the arm of Bai Yi holding the sword.
Both of them were moving very fast, and the swords struck each other in an instant. Then the figure in white clothes suddenly lost its stamina and fell down suddenly.
As the two of them passed each other, a group of yellow shadows suddenly rushed out from under Bai Yi.
Shi Huang is like a female leopard lying in wait, waiting for the moment when her prey relaxes, and then attacks with all her strength, tearing the prey apart under her claws.
The two daggers were like poisonous snakes, piercing into both sides of Silence like lightning.
Bai Yi fell to the ground, and the rapid inertia of his remaining energy made him slide two feet on the ground before he stopped.
A scarlet bloody mouth extended directly from the mouth of the right hand of the sword-wielding man in white to his shoulder. The bones were deeply visible, and the white clothes were dyed bright red.
One of his arms was disabled and he fell to the ground groaning in pain.
In the blink of an eye, Silence seriously injured four people in white clothes again. Even though he had extraordinary skills, he felt that his inner breath suddenly weakened at this moment.
Shi Huang was indeed worthy of being one of the Six Color Saints of the Demon Sect, with first-class martial arts and courage. She had guessed this, so she took action again.
Silence's old strength has been exhausted but new strength has not yet emerged. At this moment, he can no longer use his sword to resist the fatal double daggers.
Shi Huang's whole body burst with energy, and her body's senses were instantly excited to the extreme. She seemed to have felt the smooth feel and the blood spurting out when the two daggers were inserted into Silence's body.
Silence suddenly opened his mouth and let out a long roar.
The roar shook all directions, and the Yan family hall seemed to be shaken.
The silent and powerful energy surged out with the roar, and the poisonous double daggers seemed to be inserted into an invisible wall of energy, unable to make any further progress.
The whistling sound reached Shi Huang's ears, like a nine-day thunder in her mind. The energy and blood in her body suddenly surged like a river, and then she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of angry blood.
The powerful energy pressed down, forcing her whole body to fall instantly.
At this moment, Shi Huang's heart was filled with despair. She never expected that in this situation where there was almost no change, Shen Mo would not hesitate to expend her own cultivation to resolve this fatal blow.
From this point of view, after he killed many people in white clothes, he still retained unimaginable strength.
The whistling sound lingered, Silent Bow fell to the ground, the long sword was dragged diagonally, and then he raised his backhand and slashed with the sword.
The sword's light was cold, it flew diagonally, and instantly struck the back of Shi Huang, who was forced to fall to the ground and was still in a dazed state.
With the Seven Kills Sword cutting iron as sharp as mud, this sword was enough to cut the stone phoenix, which had lost its resistance, into two pieces.
Shen Mo suddenly snorted coldly, and with a slight tremor of his wrist, he instantly retreated three inches. The light of the Seven Kills Sword was restrained, but the tip of the knife still scratched Shi Huang's back, cutting a half-foot-long gash in the goose-yellow brocade robe behind her back. .
Within the cut in the clothes, the woman's snow-white back skin was exposed, as well as a wound as thin as a line.
Because the wound was so thin, not a trace of blood seeped out.
After this blow, Silence turned around and stood proudly, sheathing the seven kills and hiding them in the cloak beside his waist.
A strange look suddenly appeared on his face, and he seemed to be stunned for a moment.
Shi Huang, who was completely unaware at first, suddenly felt a hint of coldness rushing into her body from the wound on her back, and then instantly penetrated into her chest and abdomen, rushing and swimming among the meridians in her body.
Shi Huang was suddenly startled. She turned around in horror and stared at the man who was as still as a mountain.
She held her daggers tightly, with murderous intent in her eyes.
"If you don't want to die, don't do anything again."
Silence stared at her coldly, her tone indifferent.
The woman's heart sank, and she let go of her hand involuntarily.
"Why don't you kill me?" Shi Huang was shocked and surprised.
She looked at the woman silently. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "I don't like killing people, especially killing women."
Shi Huang didn't answer. She slowly glanced inside and outside the courtyard, her face full of despair.
If Shen Mo is really a person who likes to kill people, then I'm afraid no one would be alive at this moment.
The four men in white clothes in the yard were seriously injured. Their bodies were covered in blood and their eyes were filled with resentment. Although they each endured the pain, they still let out low muffled sounds from time to time.
In this battle, they tried their best, but they were still completely defeated.
But the enemy stood in the courtyard unharmed.
Shi Huang clenched her teeth secretly, and said with a vicious tone: "Kill if you want, why bother to say more!"
"It seems that you still want to kill me." Shen Mo stared at her for a moment, then suddenly sighed slightly, shook her head and said: "A woman really shouldn't have such deep murderous intentions. You should cherish your life." yes."
Shi Huang sneered: "If you don't kill me today, you will definitely regret it, because I will definitely continue to kill you."
Shen Mo frowned, then shook his head slightly and said, "I'm afraid you won't have this opportunity."
"Since you still want to kill me, then do it." Shi Huang snorted coldly: "Although I am a woman, I will never frown."
"I won't kill you, because now your life is in your own hands." Shen Mo looked at the woman with calm eyes and said, "I'll give you a chance to save yourself. As for whether you accept it or not, it's entirely up to you. choose."
Shi Huang was confused and said in a cold voice: "What are you talking about?"
Shen Mo frowned slightly and said, "I could have killed you with just one knife just now, but I changed my mind in the end because I don't like killing people casually. But you are too murderous and cruel-hearted. If I don't punish you lightly, I don’t know how many people will die at your hands in the future. So I left a sword intention in your body. If you can change your ways, you may still have a chance of survival. You can’t blame me anymore.”
When Shi Huang heard this, he was shocked at first, and then smiled coldly: "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? If you want to kill me, just do it, there is no need to be mysterious."
"I know you won't believe it easily." Shen Mo shook his head and said, "Then why don't you try your luck?"
Although Shi Huang thought that the other party was trying to scare her, remembering the strange thing inside her body just now, she couldn't help but secretly took a breath and began to regulate the true energy in her body.
Suddenly, her expression suddenly changed, as if she had suddenly suffered an unbearable pain, which made her originally beautiful face instantly distorted, and her eyes were filled with unbelievable surprise.
She glared at Silence with both eyes, and shouted sternly: "What on earth did you do to me?"
Momo looked at her face and said in a deep voice: "Have you already felt a cold air in the meridians in your body pulling on the nine acupoints, and then the pain was unbearable?"
"So what?" Shi Huang felt an inexplicable fear in her heart. Although her tone was still tough, the situation inside her body at this moment was exactly what Shen Mo said.
"My sword intention has a name, it's called Guanshan Nine Levels." Shen Mo said slowly: "After the sword intention enters the body, it will lock the nine acupoints in your body along the meridians. From now on, you can no longer use the true energy. . If you don’t understand the order in which the sword intention locks the acupoints and forcefully use your skills to break it, the sword intention will destroy the nine acupoints, causing you not only to lose your martial arts skills, but also to suffer unimaginable pain and die."
Shi Huang was doubtful after hearing this, and his expression changed gloomily.
She was lucky enough to try to improve her luck again, but unexpectedly, as she said, nine acupuncture points in her chest and abdomen suddenly felt a sharp pain. The meridians all over her body felt like they were being pinched by knives, and the energy in her Dantian could no longer gather. .
The woman screamed in surprise, her beauty immediately turned pale, and cold sweat oozed from her vest. She hurriedly dissipated her energy and looked at Silence like she was a ghost.
Shen Sheng sighed: "You don't have to look at me. To tell you the truth, I can only use this move, but I can't solve it. Because this move is not my sword skill." When Shen Sheng spoke, his expression was quite strange. Then he said: "This move was created by someone many years ago based on my sword skills. With my personality, I would not use it easily, but he once told me that not everything in this world is People and things can be dealt with in simple and direct ways, and sometimes special means must be used. Now it seems that his words really make some sense."
Shi Huang was speechless.
Shen Mo's face paused, and he said: "So if you fall into the ninth level of Guan Shan, unless he is here, no one in the world can solve it."
He glanced at Shi Huang and his tone became serious: "If you don't want to die now, there is only one way, and that is to abolish your martial arts and never use your true energy again."
Shi Huang was stunned for a moment, and after a long time he burst out with a venomous sentence: "Impossible!"
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