Chapter 653 - 143: Liang Will Never Yield (Part 3)
Chapter 653: Chapter 143: Liang Will Never Yield (Part 3)
Sword Path Will is an invaluable treasure for a Sword Cultivator.
If he possesses this Sword Path Will, he stands a chance to step into the Innate Second Realm.
"What if the junior is unwilling?"
"If you’re unwilling, this Elder will wash Lingxiao City with blood. Everyone related to you in the entire Liang Kingdom will not be spared."
The chilling words poured from the mouth of the Profound Nether Sect Elder, making everyone present shudder.
Pei Qingming exhaled, gripping his longsword tightly: "Since the senior wishes for it, come and take it yourself."
"You’re not even a First-Grade Martial Artist, yet you think with the Sword Path Will you can harm this old man? Since you’re so persistent, I shall let you see just how vast the gap between Innate Martial Artists and you is."
Sword Path Will is extremely domineering.
Any martial artist below the Innate who can comprehend Sword Path Will can fight across grades; although Pei Qingming is only Second Grade, he shows no inferiority even against First-Grade Martial Artists.
Unfortunately, he encounters me.
The aura of the Profound Nether Sect Elder erupted instantly, the terrifying might pressing towards Pei Qingming.
Buzz!
The sword in Pei Qingming’s hand trembled slightly, and the next moment he swung out a sword.
However, the Sword Light stalled at just three zhang, unable to advance an inch.
"I said before, the power of the Innate Realm is beyond your comprehension..."
Before the Profound Nether Sect Elder could finish speaking, Pei Qingming swung his sword again; only this time, as his longsword lifted, golden light trembled in the Lingxiao Hall of the Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy.
"Lingxiao Strike!"
With a soft shout, Pei Qingming swung his longsword, the Sword Qi transforming into golden light, like braving thorns and thistles, it instantly shattered the oppressive might in front of him.
He knew full well that merely relying on the Sword Path Will was insufficient to harm an Innate Martial Artist. Over recent days, he had been gathering Lingxiao Energy in Lingxiao Hall to break the Innate might by borrowing the Lingxiao Energy.
Lingxiao Energy is also Innate Energy.
With the momentum of overcoming every obstacle, this strike tore through the Innate might of the Profound Nether Sect Elder, the Sword Qi shot straight at the opponent, and even though the Profound Nether Sect Elder protected himself with Innate Gang Qi, he was still forced back several steps by the Sword Qi.
This scene brought a joyous look to the faces of all the Liang Martial Artists present.
Since the Flame Dynasty Martial Artists descended upon this place, a saying has been spread, that Innate Martial Artists are insurmountable.
But today, Pei Qingming, with his Second Grade Realm, forced back an Innate Martial Artist, which broke this rumor.
"Good, good, good, it seems your Liang Kingdom was long prepared. This old man shall see how many strikes you can make, and how long you can endure with your body forcefully injected with Lingxiao Energy."
The Profound Nether Sect Elder’s eyes filled with endless killing intent and greed. This Sword Path Will of Pei Qingming is no ordinary thing, being able to bear Lingxiao Energy, if it fell into his hands, given twenty years, he could definitely step into the Innate Second Realm.
Pei Qingming remained silent, his longsword swung once more, Lingxiao Energy and Sword Path Will converged, every strike cleaving out as though splitting heaven and earth.
One sword, two swords, three swords...
After seven swords, Pei Qingming was already sweating from his forehead, his complexion had become pale, and after the lingering Sword Qi dissipated, everyone noticed many tears on the clothes of the Profound Nether Sect Elder, with even a bloodstain left on his chest.
The two young disciples of the Profound Nether Sect were dumbfounded, never could they have imagined that the Elder, an Innate Powerhouse, would be injured by a Martial Artist from the Nine Kingdoms.
Liao Kai’s face was also exceedingly grim at that moment, dark enough to ooze water; to be injured by a Grade-Entering Martial Artist as an Innate Martial Artist is a great humiliation if it were reported.
"How many more swords can you strike? How long can the person drawing the Lingxiao Energy persist?"
Liao Kai’s cold eyes stayed fixed on Pei Qingming, while at that moment, Kong Qifeng exchanged glances with several elders beside him, and they acted almost simultaneously.
"Do it!"
The Liang has never been one to wait passively for destruction.
They had long prepared for the worst-case scenario, Pei Qingming drawing Lingxiao Energy while the three of them would trap this Innate Martial Artist from the Profound Nether Sect, creating opportunities for Pei Qingming.
Innate Martial Artists are lofty, yet the lofty always cherish their lives.
Only by defeating an Innate Martial Artist can Liang have the capital for negotiation.
Rumble!
Kong Qifeng and three First-Grade Martial Artists took action simultaneously, a skyful of Martial Path Will instantly enveloped Liao Kai, while in Lingxiao Hall, the Southern Garrison Duke Fang Funan and another five elders sat cross-legged in meditation.
Among them was even the High Priest of the Xiang Kingdom.
The Qi Blood among the six surged continuously at the moment, with every surge, their faces became more deeply wrinkled.
To draw sufficient Lingxiao Energy for Pei Qingming, Fang Funan and the six First-Grade Martial Artists did not hesitate to combust their Essence Blood to drive the Lingxiao Energy, channeling it into a central cyan longsword.
This cyan longsword is the materialization of Pei Qingming’s Martial Path Will.
"What is Liang Kingdom trying to do, do they think they can defeat an Innate Martial Artist?"
"Hiss! Liang Kingdom has gone mad."
Foreign Martial Artists exclaimed seeing this scene.
This Liang Kingdom is too crazy; they even dare to take action against an Innate Martial Artist, if they lose, the entire Liang Kingdom would cease to exist.
"A bunch of ants!"
Facing Kong Qifeng and the others, Liao Kai snorted in disdain, his Innate Gang Qi dispersed, but just at the moment it did, Pei Qingming’s eyes suddenly opened, one step forward, and his longsword swung once again, the Sword Qi penetrating through the sky like a Golden Rainbow.
If you look closely, you can see blood flowing within this Golden Rainbow, which is the essence blood of Fang Funan and the six others.