Chapter 34: Hundred Steps Flying Sword, One Blade Severing the Throat
“Xue Nu, she is very moist.”
Zhao Wu’s voice echoed in Gao Jianli’s mind like a curse, lingering for a long time.
At this moment.
Time seemed to stand still.
In the incomparably silent air, a terrifying aura of danger, like that of h*ll, emanated.
“Shut up!”
A terrifying cold ice sword aura soared from Gao Jianli’s body, and the chill swept out.
The icy cold air rapidly froze the surroundings with him as the center, and a layer of white frost covered the entire ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Great Qin elite soldiers who had surrounded him retreated one after another, some being directly frozen by the cold air.
Gao Jianli’s face was ashen like stagnant water, his scarlet and ferocious gaze fixed on Zhao Wu, and his surging killing intent surged like a tide.
Although Xue Nu was just a dancer in the Feixue Pavilion, she was the white moonlight in his heart.
Emerging from the mud without being stained, washing in the clear water without being seductive, beautiful and holy.
He fell in love at first sight (actually, he just lusted after her body).
Unfortunately, before he could make a move, she was taken away by a mysterious person.
He had been searching for her for so many years.
He never expected that the person behind the scenes was actually Zhao Wu.
With Zhao Wu’s lustful nature, Xue Nu must have already…
Gao Jianli’s expression was as ferocious as a crazed beast, his eyes bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth, forcing out a voice from between his teeth.
“You deserve to die!”
Boom.
The cold and yin true qi swirled around the Water-Cold Sword, causing the sword to hum.
The Water-Cold Sword seemed to understand Gao Jianli’s intentions, and the sharp sword light became even brighter and more piercing, the chill biting to the bone.
The Long Soar Sword in Zhang Han’s hand, who was charging forward, trembled, and his entire body was blocked by Gao Jianli’s cold ice sword aura, making it difficult to approach.
“What a strong killing intent!”
Gai Nie, who was dueling with Yan Dan, sensed the situation here and secretly marveled.
“I didn’t expect Zhao Wu to be so strong, indeed, I should have thought of it, with the Martial God’s guidance, even a pig couldn’t be without cultivation!”
Yan Dan was shocked that Zhao Wu had clamped Gao Jianli’s Water-Cold Sword with two fingers, and sighed in his heart.
Actually, it wasn’t that they couldn’t imagine it.
It was that deep down, they were unwilling to believe that Zhao Wu, a playboy who indulged in wine and women, was a genius with great strength.
Because they were jealous.
Jealous that Zhao Wu had actually received the Martial God’s guidance.
If Zhao Wu was a waste.
They would naturally feel comfortable and happy.
So what if he had the Martial God’s guidance?
A waste is still a waste!
However…
Zhao Wu’s performance today exceeded his expectations.
“Hahaha, I was right, my son Zhao Wu has the bearing of the Martial God!”
Ying Zheng, holding the faintly awakened Xia Yu Fang, laughed heartily.
Seeing Zhao Wu’s strength, although Xia Yu Fang was still a little worried, she was not as nervous and anxious as before.
“Hmph, although Zhao Wu is powerful, he is ultimately only in his twenties, how strong can his cultivation be?”
Yan Dan snorted coldly in his heart.
The Taoist Heaven Sect had produced a peerless genius that was rare to see in a century.
Pure and elegant, with extremely high talent, at the young age of eight, she defeated the six Heaven Sect Elders of the Taoist School, except for the Sect Leader Chi Songzi, and was accepted as a closed-door disciple by Bei Mingzi, who had not taken a disciple for fifty years, and obtained the famous sword Qiu Li.
After ten years of secluded cultivation, at the age of eighteen, she succeeded her deceased senior martial brother Chi Songzi as the Sect Leader of the Taoist Heaven Sect.
Although young, her control over internal energy and extremely profound cultivation were unmatched in the Taoist School, and she was called “the Number One of the Heaven Sect” by Chu Nanggong.
Even so, Xiao Meng had only reached the Great Grandmaster Realm.
No matter how high Zhao Wu’s talent was, he spent his days in brothels, eating, drinking, and having fun, even with the Martial God’s guidance, it would be heaven-defying for him to become a Great Grandmaster.
And he had never seen Gao Jianli so incomparably angry.
“He’s really courting death!”
Yan Dan sneered.
Gao Jianli, who was enraged to the extreme, would only be stronger when he used the ‘Yi River Cold’, and Gao Jianli had already forgotten life and death, and forgotten everything around him.
All that remained in his mind was endless anger and killing intent.
Even if he or the Sword Saint Gai Nie faced Gao Jianli’s reckless, all-out sword, they might be seriously injured.
“Die!”
The bone-chilling cold air rushed towards Zhao Wu in the carriage like a storm.
Gao Jianli’s Water-Cold Sword suddenly released endless cold light, wanting to cut off Zhao Wu’s two evil fingers and pierce his chest.
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“Young Master, be careful!”
Seeing the terrifying power of this sword, Zhang Han couldn’t help but exclaim, even though he knew Zhao Wu was very strong.
“Alas, is that all your strength? It’s so weak, no wonder you can only be a sycophant for the rest of your life!”
Zhao Wu shook his head and exerted force with his two fingers.
Gao Jianli’s ferocious eyes shook, feeling an indescribable terrifying force coming from the Water-Cold Sword, making his arm numb, his tiger’s mouth split, and he involuntarily loosened his grip on the sword hilt.
A swordsman who has lost his sword.
There is only one outcome.
That is…
Death!
“Go down and accompany your good buddy!”
Zhao Wu’s cold snort rang out.
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Gao Jianli only saw the cold light of the Water-Cold Sword flash at the end.
The sword light swept across his throat.
“Chih!”
Fresh blood sprayed out, his head flew up, and the big tree behind Gao Jianli was cut open along with it.
“Thud!”
The head landed, and blood spread, but under the cold air of the Water-Cold Sword, the blood quickly became covered with a layer of frost.
The air became quiet.
Zhang Han and the surrounding guards widened their eyes, looking at Zhao Wu and the Water-Cold Sword clamped between Zhao Wu’s two fingers in shock.
The owner of the Water-Cold Sword, ranked nineteenth on the Divine Sword List, the Mohist leader Gao Jianli, actually died under his own Water-Cold Sword.
Without any power to resist.
“How is that possible?”
Yan Dan widened his eyes, completely unexpected that Gao Jianli, after his ultimate outburst, would still be instantly killed without any resistance.
Even he couldn’t do that.
“Indeed, Young Master Wu’s strength is not below mine.”
Gai Nie was secretly shocked.
With the strength that Gao Jianli had displayed, he estimated that he would have to use the Guigu ultimate move—Hundred Steps Flying Sword, to kill the opponent with one sword.
And Zhao Wu actually instantly killed Gao Jianli with a casual move.
As expected of the Martial God’s disciple.
Although the Martial God did not take a disciple.
But since he had passed on martial arts to Zhao Wu, then Zhao Wu was the Martial God’s disciple.
“Escape!”
At this moment, Yan Dan had no other thoughts in his mind.
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.
One Gai Nie was already difficult to deal with.
Now another terrifying Zhao Wu had appeared.
If he didn’t leave now.
He would surely die.
“Hmm?”
Gai Nie’s gaze narrowed, and he held his sword vertically in front of him, the tip of the sword pointing upwards, and a faint sound of a dragon’s roar rang out.
Buzz.
Yuan Hong trembled, and the terrifying true qi in Gai Nie’s body poured in, causing visible ripples to spread out.
The next moment.
A terrifying sword qi storm swept out, like a roaring beast.
The sharp and astonishing sword intent locked onto Yan Dan.
Seeing this, everyone’s hearts jumped.
Hundred Steps Flying Sword, one blade severing the throat.
The ultimate killing sword of Guigu’s Vertical Sword.
“What a terrifying sword aura!”
Zhang Han’s eyes were burning, he had long heard of the prestigious Hundred Steps Flying Sword of Guigu, but it was rare to see it.
Because this was a sword of certain death.
Gai Nie rarely used it.
And there were not many people who were worthy of Gai Nie using the Hundred Steps Flying Sword.
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