Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 491: Finally Unbearable

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Boom!

The 18 foot tall Golden Sword Soul Phantom was like a matchless fiend beneath the heavens. As Jian Wushuang began marching forward, this Golden Sword Soul Phantom also suddenly stepped forward and swung its longsword. Power instantly erupted from the Sword Soul and fought with Marquis Zizhong head-on.

Then, the boundless Blood River gushed out toward Marquis Zizhong to restrain him.

Previously, Jian Wushuang almost had to use his full strength to seriously injure Marquis Nanyu while he was using a normal sword, but the battle strength of Marquis Zizhong was obviously superior to that of Marquis Nanyu. With the power of the Dao Weapon in hand, Marquis Zizhong and Jian Wushuang were evenly matched in one-on-one close combat, both in speed and skill.

But now Marquis Zizhong could only grapple with Jian Wushuang. As for what he said earlier about slaying Jian Wushuang, it was obviously impossible. In this regard, Marquis Zizhong was helplessly reaching his limit.

“His Excellency, Su Ming wanted me to slay Jian Wushuang and bring back the Heart-killing Sword, but who would have thought that this boy was only in the Saint Realm. How is his battle strength this incredible?” Marquis Zizhong thought, from the bottom of his heart.

Before Jian Wushuang and Marquis Nanyu’s one-on-one fight, Marquis Zizhong also thought he knew what the outcome would be, but after seeing Jian Wushuang’s swordsmanship severely injure Marquis Nanyu, he knew that he would not be able to kill Jian Wushuang alone.

“We can only wait for His Excellency, Su Ming, to handle this.”

Marquis Zizhong seemed to have intentionally or unintentionally been searching the surrounding area.

He knew that His Excellency, Su Ming, must be hiding somewhere close, but he just hadn’t appeared. It was because of this that he knew he couldn’t kill Jian Wushuang. Yet, he was fighting like crazy with Jian Wushuang, trying to kill him.

He just wanted Su Ming to see that he had tried his best, and that the opponent was too strong for him to kill.

On the battlefield, the fierce battle between Jian Wushuang and Marquis Zizhong had reached the white-hot stage. The two men were colliding head-on and turning into residual shadows from time to time, then chasing and dodging each other at an alarming speed within the battlefield. But no matter how hard they fought, it was difficult to tell who would win or lose.

“Marquis Zizhong is worthy of the title “Marquis”. I’m afraid that even 10 ‘Marquis Nanyus’ combined couldn’t be compared to him,” thought Jian Wushuang. Jian Wushuang, who was in the middle of the fight, suddenly looked at Marquis Zizhong and said, “Your strength demands that I use the Heart-killing Sword .”

Jian Wushuang’s voice instantly lowered and his wrist moved. The Triple-kill Sword disappeared, replaced by a wicked longsword that exuded an unusually bloodthirsty sensation.

“This is the first time I have used this sword. I wonder how powerful it is?” Jian Wushuang thought and then smirked. However, this smirk caused the facial expression of Marquis Zizhong to change greatly.

“Damn it!”

When Marquis Zizhong saw the wicked longsword in Jian Wushuang’s hand, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The Heart-killing Sword was the number one killing sword in the vast Divine Land. Marquis Zizhong didn’t know how powerful it was. He only knew that Jian Wushuang fought to a draw with him while using the Triple-kill Sword, which was merely a first-grade magic weapon. Now, if he used the Heart-killing Sword…

“After all, the Heart-killing Sword is the best weapon for someone who practices Sword Principle. With Jian Wushuang’s strength, he only needs to show a little bit of its power and he will be able to completely suppress me,” Marquis Zizhong thought fearfully.

When he saw Jian Wushuang preparing to use the Heart-killing Sword, a sense of unrest began to grow in Marquis Zizhong’s heart.

However, even though he wanted to leave, he was already being suppressed by Jian Wushuang’s Blood River Realm, which prevented him from leaving without Jian Wushuang’s permission.

Jian Wushuang’s residual shadow gradually disappeared from where he had just been, and a vibrating Ghost-like figure instantly moved through the Blood River, appearing in front of Marquis Zizhong. A sword slash immediately swept out, accompanied by a slicing sound.

This sword, carrying a decisive and unwavering intent, was the second move of the Heart-killing Sword Technique, Desperation!

As if acknowledging Jian Wushuang as its master, the Heart-killing Sword shook crazily at that moment and exploded with power that soared to the heavens. Jian Wushuan’s attack seemed to have reached the pinnacle of terror.

Perhaps another person could display similar swordsmanship, but Jian Wushuang had performed a secret technique of the Heart-killing Sword, Desperation! If it was compared to the power released when he used the Triple-kill Sword, this time the technique was several times more powerful.

“I can’t stop this sword strike!”

Seeing this attack in action, and feeling the immense power it emanated, Marquis Zizhong wore a terrified look on his face.

However, the sword did not land on Marquis Zizhong’s body. Instead, it struck the space in front of him. The empty space was torn apart, and a white-robed human figure immediately emerged from it.

As soon as the white-robed man appeared, he countered with a strong Sword Essence.

This Sword Essence, with just its first counterattack, pushed almost everything back towards Jian Wushuang, causing Jian Wushuang to become unsettled and the sword in his hand to become still.

After regaining his stance and composure, Jian Wushuang squinted to get a better look at this newcomer.

The large number of Sword Principle experts in the area, who were watching the fight, all focused their attention on the white-robed man who suddenly appeared.

“Has he really come?” They wondered.

None of the Sword Principle experts were surprised by the unexpected appearance of the white-robed man.

Everyone knew that he would never give up on the Heart-killing Sword so easily.

Jian Wushuang also gazed at the newcomer. The corners of the white-robed man’s mouth were smeared with a peculiar curve-like paint, “It’s finally unbearable!” Spoke the white-robed man.

The white-robed man, with a handsome demon-like face, was one of the Nine Sovereigns in the vast Divine Land and also the owner of Sword-suppression Valley… Sword Demon, Su Ming!

Su Ming had suppressed the Heart-killing Sword in Sword-suppression Valley for thousands of years. He already regarded the Heart-killing Sword as his own. At the Sword Principle Meeting in Sword-suppression Valley, the Heart-killing Sword had been acknowledged as one of the most powerful weapons. Would Su Ming willingly let it go?

While they were inside the Sword-suppression Valley, Su Ming was afraid of losing his prestige and reputation since it was inappropriate for him to handle this matter in the presence of guests.

Even outside of the Sword-suppression Valley, Su Ming allowed Marquis Zizhong to try settling matters first while he stayed in the dark. He still could not come forward, so he naturally did not come forward. But when he realized Marquis Zizhong also could not deal with Jian Wushuang, he had no alternative but to do it himself.

“His Excellency, Su Ming…” said Marquis Zizhong while bowing respectfully “…I have tried my best,” Marquis Zizhong finished what he wanted to say.

“I noticed,” Su Ming answered, then he nodded and gestured a dismissive wave towards Marquis Zizhong.

It was appropriate for Marquis Zizhong to step aside, he knew that the arrival of Su Ming meant he was no longer needed.

Su Ming still possessed his arrogant posture while looking at Jian Wushuang who stood directly in front of him. When he saw the Heart-killing Sword in Jian Wushuang’s hand, his pupils secretly narrowed in on it. He immediately revealed a cold smile. “The sword is good, but the one who is using it is too weak,” remarked Su Ming.

“Ha ha! Your Excellency, Su Ming is right. I am weak. I cannot even use ten percent of the Heart-killing Sword’s power. However, it doesn’t matter how much of its power I can use, because I’m still better off than the people who don’t even have enough ability to be recognized by the Heart-killing Sword. All they can do is look on in despair, right?” Jian Wushuang responded while smiling.

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“Those who were not qualified can only look on in despair?”

Upon hearing this, numerous Sword Principle experts suddenly had an odd look on their faces.

Obviously, Jian Wushuang was mocking Su Ming. After all, Su Ming had possessed the Heart-killing Sword for thousands of years, but he had not been able to bind it.

“How bold!” Su Ming said, as a silver of coldness flashed through his beautiful face.

He stared at Jian Wushuang. “It’s been a long time since someone dared talk to me like this. Since you’ve said so much, you won’t be able to leave here.”

“Even if I had not said those words, you would not let me go, right?” Jian Wushuang wore a cold smile. “Su Ming, you don’t have to pretend to be noble. If you want the Heart-killing Sword, make your move.”

“Since you are courting death, I will make your dream come true,” Su Ming said. Then a sword appeared in his hands.

It was a dreamlike sword, with an almost transparent body. Su Ming held the sword while radiating an overwhelming Sword Essence.

Jian Wushuang looked grim.

Sword Demon Su Ming was different from Marquis Nanyu and Marquis Zizhong. Though he was at the Eight-cloud Realm, he had reached the Dao.

The Dao was the supreme level, superior to the Origin.

If an expert reached the Dao, his strength would experience a dramatic change.

“Boy, are you ready to die?” Su Ming stared at Jian Wushuang as if he was looking at a dead person.

“Come on.” Jian Wushuang gripped the Heart-killing Sword tightly while the 180 foot Golden Sword Soul Phantom emanated a mighty aura.

Su Ming sneered, then he casually swung his dreamlike longsword.

It seemed like a casual and slow movement.

However, the moment he attacked, a colorful, dreamlike sword light appeared in the sky.

The streak of sword light was charming.

Jian Wushuang was shocked. In that instant, he saw a different scene.

“Shuang’er, Shuang’er, help, help!”

Jian Wushuang heard a terrified voice and looked over. He saw his father who had been indifferent earlier, fleeing in panic while being chased by a grinning Marquis Xuefeng who was brandishing his saber.

“Dad!” Jian Wushuang panicked.

“No!” Jian Nantian uttered a forlorn scream.

Jian Wushuang saw his father’s body being split in two by Marquis Xuefeng. He was shocked, but he immediately realized that it was not real.

“Illusion, it’s an illusion!”

“Wake up! Be quick!” Jian Wushuang snarled in his heart.

He suddenly gritted his teeth and tried his best to disentangle himself from the illusion.

When he regained consciousness, he noticed that the heart-stopping attack was less than one meter away from him. He had no chance of parrying it, so he could only try to dodge.

Su Ming had originally aimed his attack at the young man’s head, but Jian Wushuang moved, so the sword light passed by next to his ear and landed on his right shoulder.

Woosh!

A huge sword wound appeared on his shoulder and blood began flowing out of it. Luckily, Jian Wushuang had a powerful body, otherwise, his right arm would have been chopped off.

While ignoring the sharp pain in his arm, Jian Wushuang quickly retreated.

Su Ming still stood in the air, slowly sheathing his longsword.

“You were able to escape from my Illusory Sword Principle. Very impressive.” Su Ming sneered while looking at the young man.

Jian Wushuang was terrified.

He did not expect Su Ming to possess a swordsmanship which contained a terrifying illusion.

“Illusory Sword Principle?” Jian Wushuang could not help nodding in private.

The Dao was worthy of being the supreme level, superior to the Origin. It was terrifying indeed.

If he had not reacted to the attack in time, his head would have been split in half…

“My Illusory Sword Principle is marvelous. Few marquises could parry it. You should be proud of yourself since you did not die from that attack,” Su Ming said.

Jian Wushuang looked grim and began activating the Soul-Devouring Secret Skill in his mind.

“Soul-Devouring Secret Skill!”

Jian Wushuang had not used Soul-Devouring Secret Skill ever since he arrived at the Divine Land.

It placed a heavy burden on his body. So, unless it was a critical moment, Jian Wushuang was unwilling to use it. He had not experienced a truly desperate fight in the Divine Land yet. But now, he had to rely on it to save himself.

Jian Wushuang instantly radiated a terrifying power which seemed like it could devour everything. He was activating the second volume of the Soul-Devouring Secret Skill, the highest level.

Boom… In an instant, the whole area began to shake.

Jian Wushuang’s body seemed to be a black hole that could devour everything as a stream of natural power from everything in the area began rushing into his body at an amazing speed.

The ground below became dry and cracked.

In the blink of an eye, the land within a radius of dozens of meters had become lifeless.

The spectators were panic-stricken.

“What a frightening skill!”

“What, what happened?”

“He is actually devouring natural power?”

The spectators exclaimed in amazement.

“Hum, just a small trick.” Su Ming sneered.

Eventually, Jian Wushuang stopped devouring the energy, but his aura had already improved to a new level.

Of course, it also placed a heavy burden on him.

Jian Wushuang pointed towards the space ahead of him with his blood-red eyes.

“Asura Secret Skill, Bridge of Helplessness!”

Buzz… A terrifying power erupted and a huge blood bridge appeared above the Blood River, slowly stretching toward the end of the river. Jian Wushuang, who was covered by a scarlet armor, stepped onto the bridge.

Jian Wushuang’s aura soared once again.

He glanced at Su Ming. Then, in the next moment, he moved.

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Woosh!

A streak of Flowing Light darted out.

Now, a mighty Blood River was surging towards Su Ming.

Jian Wushuang appeared in front of his opponent and the Heart-killing Sword let out a shrill whistle as the 180 foot Golden Sword Soul Phantom attacked with a longsword.

It was a brilliant, intoxicating stroke.

The spectators could not help but be enchanted by it.

It was the third move of the Heart-killing Sword Technique, Enchant!

Jian Wushuang had just recently comprehended it when he saw the thousand sword salute.

The first move of the Heart-killing Sword Technique was relatively weak, but each move was stronger than the previous one. Therefore, the third move was obviously more powerful than the second one, Desperation.

Even a marquis would be terrified by the power of this brilliant attack.

But Su Ming sneered while casually brandishing his dreamlike longsword again.

As a result, Jian Wushuang’s strongest move was easily deflected by him.

“He blocked my attack so easily?” Jian Wushuang was astonished.

He used his full strength to perform Soul-Devouring Secret Skill and used the Heart-killing Sword to perform his strongest move, which was powerful enough to kill any marquis, but Su Ming easily parried it.

Both sovereigns and marquises were at the Cloud Realm, but was the former really that much stronger than the latter?

“Humph!” Jian Wushuang snorted.

He immediately struck out with several palms in succession.

“Asura Secret Skill, Eighteen Levels of Hell!”

Buzz… A mighty power erupted as a towering scarlet pavilion descended into the mighty Blood River.

It had 18 floors with ghost shadows visible on each floor, as its overwhelming power began surging toward Su Ming.

At this moment, a sword light also gushed out of Jian Wushuang’s mind’s eye. Instantly, a terrifying Sword Essence shot out.

It was the first-grade sword technique, Mind’s Eye!

Ever since he first learned this Sword Skill, he had been storing Sword Essence between his eyes, but he rarely had an opportunity to use it, so the Sword Essence became more and more powerful.

At this moment, he released all of the Sword Essence he had been saving at once.

The stream of Sword Essence changed into a streak of dazzling sword light, lashing out with a power strong enough to kill a marquis.

Su Ming stood there peacefully. Even though the lofty scarlet pavilion suppressed him, he was only shocked for a second and still kept his calm.

In the blink of an eye, the overwhelming Sword Essence had appeared before Su Ming.

Su Ming snorted. When he raised his head, his mind’s eye suddenly split and unleashed a gush of Sword Essence, which was more powerful than what Jian Wushuang released.

He easily blocked the attack from the Mind’s Eye Sword Technique.

After seeing that, Jian Wushuang stared at his opponent with an extremely cold look and said, “Time for my last Killing Move!”

“Hum?” Su Ming frowned and felt something happened behind him.

At the same time as he smashed the Sword Essence, a streak of golden light with an overwhelming power rushed toward his back at a terrifying speed.

A scarlet figure with a cold look stood behind him while holding a gold longbow, the Dragon King Bow. The golden light, which was not far from Su Ming, was actually the Dragon King Arrow with Icy Heart Poison.

The Blood Puppet and Dragon King Arrow were Jian Wushuang’s final Killing Move!

Jian Wushuang had performed some powerful techniques, but he did not actually expect those skills to kill Su Ming. His only hope was the Dragon King Arrow, or, more precisely, the Icy Heart Poison that was on it.

As long as the Dragon King Arrow scratched Su Ming’s skin, the Icy Heart Poison should be strong enough to kill him.

Therefore, Jian Wushuang let Blood Puppet wait at the side for an opportunity to launch this Killing Move.

Jian Wushuang had an ingenious plan. He exerted his full strength to perform techniques that would attract his opponent’s attention. Especially the Eighteen Levels of Hell, which shocked Su Ming. Then the Mind’s Eye Sword Technique and Dragon King Arrow were displayed in succession so that Su Ming would not notice the second attack.

When the golden light was one meter away from him, he finally felt it.

At such a close distance, Su Ming was utterly unable to react.

“I succeeded!” A flicker of delight flashed through his eyes.

He watched as the Dragon King Arrow pierced Su Ming.

However, no blood appeared. The Dragon King Arrow did not seem to touch anything and continued shooting forward at its previous speed.

Swish!

The gold light, like a comet with a long tail, eventually landed on a nearby mountain.

The Dragon King Arrow left a big hole on the mountainside. As the Icy Heart Poison pervaded the mountain, the huge mountain became white and was quickly covered by an icy fog.

Clap!

At this point, the mountain cracked into pieces.

It chilled all the spectators to the bone.

“Tut, what a terrifying toxin! Luckily, I have the Illusory Sword Principle, or I would have been wounded and killed by your toxin!”

Cold laughter rang out. Jian Wushuang saw Su Ming speak again with a completely uninjured body.