Chapter Ten: Epiphany of Sword Body and Sword Movement

  The assassin has fallen into a hysterical frenzy and completely forgotten the basic creed of an assassin!

  Don't underestimate any goal!

  One hit kill!

  Calm down, don't be angry!

  First, the killer underestimated Wang Chen psychologically, a second-rate master who was fleeing without any defense, and would be killed unexpectedly by himself. This is the first mistake of underestimating his opponent. Due to underestimating his opponent, the killing intent was also poorly hidden, and one strike was ineffective. This is the second mistake, not having a sure kill. At this time, the best choice is to hide and wait for the next fatal blow.

  But the killer was enraged by his own mistake and continued to chase and kill. Bursting out of his figure, he transformed into a frontal assault.

  Assassins, once they walk out of the shadows, are no different from ordinary people!

  At this moment, Wang Chen fell into a state of emptiness and clarity. The assassin's figure seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the trail of the dagger, clear and visible.

  "Ding"

  "Ding"

  The sword tip and the dagger collided, and Wang Chen's mouth even revealed a hint of a smile. It was an extremely strange feeling, as if he had foreseen it beforehand. The trajectory of the dagger could be predicted, and the giant sword in his hand had truly become a part of his body, without any separation. Wherever his heart wanted to go, the sword would reach. Whatever force he wanted to use, the sword would use that much force!

  The sword is like one's own body, following one's heart's desire, going wherever one wishes.

  Wang Chen finally felt the power of Jian Shen Jing. When he saw this sentence before, he knew what it meant, but reaching such a realm was another feeling altogether.

  Standing on the top of the mountain, all other mountains look small.

  I thought I had reached the realm of sword mastery before, but now that I've reached this current level, I feel how shallow my previous understanding was. The way of the sword is profound and endless.

  The path stretches far and wide, I will search up and down!

  The killer seemed to have gone mad, his body moving like a ghost, the dagger swinging wildly, as if the next moment would see another corpse lying on the ground, blood splattering everywhere!

  It's just that every time in the nick of time, the giant sword can block the dagger's fatal blow! Once, twice! Three times! The repeated attempts make the assassin more and more frantic!

  A moment later, when Wang Chen continued to take the killer's move, his head was like being hit hard, his spirit dazed for a moment, and his body swayed suddenly.

  There are some legendary stories of enlightenment in the martial arts world, all of which have some commonalities: in times of crisis, the spirit is highly concentrated, and after a long period of accumulation, there is a sudden breakthrough beyond one's original level of martial arts, achieving in an instant what others may take decades to achieve through hard practice! However, after enlightenment, they will always faint for a while.

  It's actually not hard to understand, the spiritual consumption of a person in a state of enlightenment is enormous. Cultivators are fine, but for ordinary people, it's very common to fall into a coma for several days after enlightenment!

  Fortunately, Wang Chen had cultivated the Naqi Jue, although it was not a complete Xianfa Jue, but at least he had been nourished by the spiritual energy, and his spirit, or divine consciousness, was much stronger than that of ordinary people! He didn't directly faint to the ground!

  It's a long story, but it only took an instant. The dizziness of that instant brought about piercing pain.

  A loud crack

  The clothes were cut open by a sharp dagger, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. A foot-long gash was cut in the lower ribcage of the chest.

  "Hiss", Wang Chen took a deep breath, enduring the intense pain in his chest and the dizziness in his head, his giant sword lightly rose, colliding with Ling Lie's dagger.

  The sword moves in a state of emptiness, freely and at will, without elaborate or exquisite techniques, without breathtaking momentum, but with a simple and unadorned elegance, a clever yet clumsy wisdom, and a profound and mysterious charm.

  Hōng

  A sword as light as a willow catkin suddenly burst forth with astonishing power. With two loud crashes, the killer was knocked back two steps, but Wang Chen borrowed strength to retreat and floated away.

  However, the killer's movements were far beyond Wang Chen's, and although he had gained the upper hand, Wang Chen was slowly being caught up by the killer.

  The first ray of sunlight in the morning lazily shines into the forest, and all things shake off their laziness under the nourishment of the sun, emitting the vitality of life.

  On the ground, a bright red bloodstain was strikingly visible.

  "Wretched" Wang Chen endured the pain under his ribcage, as if it were nothing, and with a seemingly ethereal sword, he parried the treacherous dagger's deadly strike. However, his head was flooded with needle-like pains.

  A loud crack, and another wave of pain shot through his back. "If I were in my prime now, I would have been able to defeat him within a hundred moves," he thought, but his head spun again with dizziness.

  ……….

  Whoosh...

  Just as Wang Chen felt he was about to collapse, a faint sound of gently flowing water drifted over.

  "Deep mountains and rivers twist and turn, with no path in sight; willows are dark, flowers shine bright, another village appears."

  In an instant, a thought flashed through his mind. Suddenly, the aura around Wang Chen changed, transforming from a gentle and carefree demeanor to a fierce and desperate one, as if he was ready to die together with his enemies.

  "Want to kill me? Come on!" With a loud roar, Wang Chen charged forward with his giant sword, ignoring the assassin's dagger. The assassin was already being beaten back and was momentarily stunned, trying to stall for time, and his body also dodged to the side.

  This happened two or three times, and Wang Chen pretended to fight desperately. As his opponent retreated, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards the sound of gurgling water!

  "Not good," the assassin's face flushed with anger and embarrassment, his movements swift to the extreme as he gave chase, but unfortunately his internal energy was less than a tenth of its usual level, so he could only slowly pursue.

  The sound of gurgling water grew louder and closer, ahead was a glimmer of hope, Wang Chen ignored the pain in his body and ran towards the several-meter-high cliff.

  "Wanting to jump off a cliff!" The assassin, seeing this, also disregarded his own internal weakness and recklessly chased after him, striking out with a fatal blow!

  Time seems to have frozen at this moment on the cliff!

  At the last moment when Wang Chen jumped off the cliff, a dagger stabbed towards his neck!

  "Die! You're dead for sure this time!"

  In an unbelievable turn of events, Wang Chen's right hand suddenly swung out with a sword in reverse.

  What a sword! The killer's face, covered in mystery, emitted an unbelievable color. This sword was originally after the dagger, and it was already too late to catch up with the dagger, but after this sword was swung out, the surrounding space seemed to be subjected to inexplicable pressure, the speed of the dagger suddenly slowed down in an incredible way, while Wang Chen's sword accelerated dramatically, finally meeting in the next moment!

  Whoa! The assassin's body froze in place! The gleam in his eyes also dissipated instantly, and a faint bloodline seeped out from his skin! However, Wang Chen didn't have the chance to see this scene. At the same time he swung his sword backhandedly, his head drooped down, and he fainted. But as he fainted, a joyful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth!

  "So this is the trend of heaven and earth! The Trend Sword was actually like this!"

  King Chen fell into a joyful daze, like a river flowing endlessly, without a trace.

  On the cliff, a moment later, the assassin's throat moved slightly, wanting to say something but didn't, and fell to the ground dead!

  "Master, I have seen the true way! The true way!"

  An hour later, the giant python's men found the killer who fell to the ground and died along the blood trail. After examining the wound, he spoke strangely without saying a word, with only a look of horror in his eyes!

  Three days later, news of Shi Yan's death reached his master, Hidden Killer.

  "Child, it's actually my fault. I shouldn't have brought you into this world of rivers and lakes. Otherwise, you would be a simple school teacher," Tears streamed down Yinhai's face.

  "I've wronged your mother!"

  Then, news spread in Jianghu that the second-ranked killer, Hidden Killer, had retired and gone into hiding, causing a stir! Hidden Killer became another legend!

  This is a profound story, who isn't it!