Chapter 92: Breaking the Phantom Magic, Jing Wuming Dies

Yue Buqun's tone was not quite sure. After all, the Four Ghosts of Western Hunan rarely showed up in the martial arts world, and their martial arts were even more peculiar. With Yue Buqun's experience, he only had a simple impression of them.

But the effect created by these twelve people's actions looks more and more like the Phantom Magic.

Yue Buqun couldn't help but wonder why this group of mysterious people who suddenly appeared were so proficient in the unique skills of the Four Ghosts of Western Hunan?

But Yue Buqun's muttering was heard by Li Ming, who was rushing past nearby to avoid the opponent's attack.

Phantom magic?

Li Ming immediately thought of everything that Yue Buqun couldn't figure out.

It is rumored that the Four Ghosts of Western Hunan are the personal bodyguards of the world's richest man Wan Sanqian, and are proficient in the magic of phantom that can dissolve internal energy.

However, they passed this technique to the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals under the Iron-Hearted Divine Marquis Zhu Wusi, so that the Iron-Hearted Divine Marquis also knew the weaknesses of this martial art, which led to the tragic deaths of the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi at the hands of Zhu Wusi.

In this case, the identities of these twelve people are obvious - the thirty-six heavenly beings of Huolong Villa!
When Li Ming thought of this, his eyes narrowed.

He could probably guess that the one who wanted to deal with him was the Iron-Hearted Divine Marquis Zhu Wusi.

No wonder the people from the Jinqian Gang and Tianzun didn't come earlier or later, but happened to come together with the people from the Songshan Sect to seek revenge.

Now, from these twelve people, we can guess that it was Zhu Wusi who mobilized them together. He even went so far as to lend his people to help.

For a moment, anger rose in Li Ming's heart.

He had no grudge against Zhu Wusi and they had never even met.

The only ones who had contact were Shangguan Haitang and Duan Tianya, and no conflicts occurred.

But this Zhu Wusi actually took the initiative to deal with him?
He also dispatched twelve of the thirty-six celestial beings to help Zuo Lengchan.

Li Ming's figure floated down, his toes tapped the ground lightly, and then folded up, once again avoiding Jing Wuming's sword energy, with the intention of killing in his heart.

Try to attack again.

Sure enough, his attack mixed with true energy was resolved by the Phantom Magic halfway through.

If he was only facing these twelve people, it would be simple and he could deal with them with just some effort. Even if they could dissipate their internal strength, they would not pose much threat to him.

But the situation was different when three great masters, Zuo Lengchan, Jing Wuming and Li Zhenzhen, joined the group.

They cooperated very well, with three of them responsible for launching continuous attacks on themselves, and the other twelve responsible for weakening their counterattacks.

With the movement in and out, his strength was restricted by more than half, and a lot of his true energy was consumed out of thin air, but he couldn't exert any power.

From this point of view, although these guys are only at the Innate Realm, the role they play is more than equivalent to having one or two more Grandmaster Realm players. They can be called the strongest auxiliary.

If I choose to deal with them, because of the Phantom Magic's ability to specifically dissolve internal force attacks, I may not be able to defeat the opponent in a short period of time.

In this way, Jing Wuming and others could attack from behind, making it difficult for him to take care of both ends.

Facing the siege of three opponents, especially Jing Wuming who had condensed the true meaning, just one negligence might lead to defeat and death, so he must not leave such a big flaw.

If they deal with the offensive, they will be dragged down by them and fall into a situation of passively taking the beating, constant consumption, and slow death.

Fortunately, Li Ming has such a mysterious body skill as Xiaoyao Yufeng, which allows him to dodge in a short time.

If it were someone else, he would have been killed on the spot after being attacked from both sides.

How to defeat the enemy?

Li Ming thought for a while and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

It seems that we have to show some strength; this battle should not be dragged on for too long!

After making up his mind, Li Ming dodged even faster.

The faster he dodged, the more intense the attacks of the three Grandmasters became, and it was clear that they did not want to give him even the slightest breathing space.

Jing Wuming's gray eyes were full of confusion as he looked at Li Ming's movements.

He had never seen such a clever and strange identity, and had never even heard of it.

But none of this matters. Now the opponent can obviously only passively take the beating and keep dodging.

Any counterattack will be resolved.

A battle where you can only defend but not counterattack can be said to have no chance of winning at all.

Jing Wuming, who is good at using sword, understands this especially well.

It is only a matter of time before the other party is defeated.

Thinking of this, Jing Wuming even felt a trace of regret in his heart.

After only a brief fight, Jing Wuming realized that the opponent's swordsmanship was very powerful.

The true meaning is solid and powerful, even greater than oneself.

As a swordsman, Jing Wuming couldn't help but be excited when seeing the prey. He wanted to have a hearty one-on-one battle with this opponent so that both sides could compete in swordsmanship.

However, Jing Wuming rationally suppressed this thought.

Because before coming, Shangguan Jinhong gave him a death order to get rid of this guy.

As long as it was an order from the gang leader Shangguan Jinhong, Jing Wuming would obey unconditionally, and he should give in to such a small impulse of his.

Thinking of this, Jing Wuming and Zuo Lengchan attacked from both sides, even speeding up the pace of their hands.

At the same time, he signaled Li Zhenzhen to block Li Ming's way.

Li Zhenzhen did as she was told immediately.

Whoosh!
Blocked Li Ming's way to escape.

However, it was impossible for them to see through Li Ming's free and unrestrained wind skills in such a short time.

As long as Li Ming wanted to dodge, he could just change direction and avoid Li Zhenzhen.

However, this time he did not dodge or evade. The Blood Soul Sword in his hand suddenly rang loudly, and at the same time, a layer of faint blood mist covered it.

In an instant, Li Ming's sword was as powerful as a meteor. Man and sword became one and he rushed towards Li Zhenzhen.

It seems that he has become desperate and wants to break out by force.

Li Zhenzhen's eyelids were already twitching wildly before the sword arrived.

She could feel the power contained in this sword.

I really can't understand how this kid has achieved such high skills.

It really makes me...jealous!

Li Zhenzhen complained in her heart.

If he and she were to fight one-on-one, Li Zhenzhen would definitely turn around and run away. There was no need to get entangled in a battle that could not be won.

However, now that she was being besieged by many people, Li Zhenzhen was not at all panicked. She just needed to stop them.

Thinking of this, Li Zhenzhen swung the sword in her hand, and the unique sword technique of the Emei School formed a defensive sword net in front of her, and she was ready.

At the same time, twelve figures around him rose and fell one after another, and barely followed Li Ming's side.

That familiar feeling came over him again, as if an invisible net was blocking the direction of Li Ming's attack.

Li Zhenzhen was even less anxious after seeing this.

As long as Li Ming's attack hits it, most of his internal force will be immediately sucked away and dissipated, so there is no need to worry.

Thinking of this, she felt more at ease and prepared for defense.

However, the tip of the Blood Soul Sword in Li Ming's hand suddenly turned, abruptly changing the direction of the attack.

He actually gave up the location where Li Zhenzhen was and turned to attack the Twelve Heavenly Generals.

This time he did not dodge or evade the big net, but rushed straight in.

This action stunned everyone around.

Knowing that the other party would neutralize his attack, why would he fall into the trap?
This thought only flashed through many people's minds.

Only Jing Wuming, who was following behind, saw this and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Sword intent!

He condensed the true meaning and was extremely sensitive to these perceptions. He immediately noticed the release of Li Ming's traceless sword intent.

Along with the gorgeous sword light like a long river, there was a sharp sword intent like a silk thread hidden in it, and lightning struck.

As everyone expected, the sword attack fell into the big net, and the energy contained in it was continuously absorbed, causing it to show signs of decline.

However, the silk thread was filled with an unstoppable sharpness that could break anything, and it plunged straight into it.

"Teng!"

It is obvious that they rely on the Phantom Magical Art to connect the Qi of the twelve people to form a big net, which should not have any flaws.

However, while absorbing the power of the sword, it was also hit by the sword intent.

The sword seemed to have spirituality. It instantly captured the tiny flaw in the big net and cut in fiercely.

Like a sharp spike, it pierced the vital point with incredible precision.

The next second, traceless sword intent spread out, along with the energy of the Phantom Magic Art, instantly severing their connection with each other.

Its sharpness was unstoppable and left them no chance to react.

Bang!
The nodes of this invisible net were cut by the sword intent and broke one after another!
Li Ming didn't know where the weakness of the Phantom Magic Art was, but that didn't mean he had no way to deal with it. As soon as Dugu Jianyi came out, the Qi energy communicated by the Phantom Magic Art was immediately broken! The nearest Tiangang suddenly had their routes cut off, their power was not smooth, and they were backlashed, "poof" and spit out blood!

At this moment, the sword force, which had just had most of its power absorbed and dissipated, seemed to have found its direction, and suddenly regained its strength, releasing a dazzling sword light!

The sound of the sword rang through the eardrums of everyone around.

The faint red glow on the Blood Soul Sword gradually became thicker, and at the same time, true energy surged in. The sword force formed a long river of sword energy, pouring down with a loud bang!

Taibai Sword Technique, Five Cloud Sword Style——

The Phantom Magic had been broken, and the twelve Tiangang had not yet reacted before they were swallowed up by the river of sword energy.

Without any method to resist and dissipate the attack, they could not last even a moment under Li Ming's sword power.

Several screams were heard. Four of the twelve people had already died because they had been injured by the backlash and had no time to dodge.

The others were slightly stunned, then immediately realized that something was wrong, and turned around to run.

However, Li Ming's domineering sword intent, mixed with the sharp threads of true meaning, had caught up with them in an instant.

puff puff...

The muffled sound continued to be heard. These so-called Tian Gang of the Huolong Villa did not have any chance to resist at all. They were pierced through the heart one after another. They twisted their bodies a few times and fell to the ground dejectedly.

Li Ming's sword was too fast. The moment he broke the Phantom Magic Skill with the help of Dugu's sword intent, he sounded the clarion call for a counterattack. All this happened in a flash.

Jing Wuming's sword energy came with a bang, but it only hit a few corpses that had fallen down.

And Li Ming suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Jing Wuming suddenly looked up and saw a blood-red sword light rushing towards Li Zhenzhen!

Li Zhenzhen was still using the Emei sword technique to defend herself, but she didn't expect that Li Ming had already broken through the net and escaped.

Before she could change her moves, Li Ming rushed in front of her.

The thirteenth sword!

As Li Ming silently recited in his heart, Li Zhenzhen suddenly felt a palpitation in her heart.

The cold breath of death instantly swept through her whole body.

Li Zhenzhen's psychological momentum had already weakened before she actually fought with Li Ming.

"This guy, he didn't even use his full strength just now!"

Jing Wuming was amazed in his heart.

He thought that the fight between Li Ming and himself before was the limit of his strongest strength, and he thought he had figured out the power of Li Ming's swordsmanship.

However, as soon as the thirteenth sword was struck, all previous speculations were immediately suppressed.

Jing Wuming only felt that this was a perfect sword technique. It seemed like there was only one sword, but it also seemed to have integrated countless wonderful and mysterious sword moves into it, and finally refined the essence and condensed it into this sword without any drag!
This is exactly the sword that Jing Wuming wants to pursue.

Ignoring what Jing Wuming was thinking, Li Ming's sword poured out onto Li Zhenzhen's sword net.

After only a second of stalemate, Li Zhenzhen's sword net shattered!
The swordsmanship of the Emei School lasted less than two seconds against the thirteenth sword.

"Jing Wuming, what are you doing, you useless piece of shit? Come and save me..."

Li Zhenzhen was horrified and felt that all her internal strength was completely shattered by this sudden sword.

But she couldn't hide, because her intuition told her that if she turned around, she would only die faster!
This sword will not miss, which is equivalent to forcing yourself to parry.

Li Zhenzhen swung his sword quickly, concentrating all his skills on it, blocking the direction from which the blood-colored sword light was coming.

However, after Li Ming reached the Grandmaster level, the terrifying power exerted by this thirteenth sword was simply not something that ordinary people of the same level could block.

All I heard was a metallic sound.

The sword in Li Zhenzhen's hand actually broke.

Li Ming's Blood Soul Sword released sword energy through the gap in the sword and pierced through her body.

Li Zhenzhen howled like a female ghost and was sent flying backwards by the huge force, leaving a streak of blood in the air.

On her deathbed, Li Zhenzhen seemed to see many scenes flashing before her eyes, including how she had been a disciple of the Emei Sect since she was a child, how she and her junior sister Miejue had been classmates, and how they had ended up scheming against each other and not getting along with each other, and how she had left Emei in anger, and finally killed her fellow disciples, gradually falling into depravity.

Feeling her life slipping away rapidly, Li Zhenzhen even suddenly felt that the resentment that had been pent up in her heart for decades was gradually dissipating.

The next moment, she lost consciousness and her body fell heavily on the edge of the platform.

"Don't be mad!"

Almost at the moment when Li Ming dealt with Li Zhenzhen, Jing Wuming's terrifying sword intent arrived behind him.

In fact, if Jing Wuming had used his skills immediately, he should have been able to save Li Zhenzhen, but he chose not to do so.

Instead, he took advantage of the gap when Li Ming was killing Li Zhenzhen and launched a fierce attack.

Li Zhenzhen can die, but he must also take this opportunity to kill Li Ming.

This guy's martial arts are so unique that they have shocked Jing Wuming several times.

If they don't take this opportunity to get rid of him and give him some time to improve, not to mention themselves, even the gang leader Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming have lost confidence and feel that they may not be Li Ming's opponent.

Since the Money Gang already has a grudge against this person, they must kill this powerful enemy as soon as possible!

Jing Wuming's thinking is very clear.

However, the sword hit Li Ming's back and passed through his body without any hindrance.

Another afterimage!

It was as if Li Ming had eyes on his back. The moment he killed Li Zhenzhen, he had already dodged away. His incredible speed only left a trail of afterimage on the spot.

Before Jing Wuming could react, he felt a very dangerous aura locking onto him.

The fourteenth sword!

Li Ming recited silently in his heart once again. At the same time, the power of the thirteenth sword that had just belonged to him rose rapidly in a short period of time, and soon broke through the peak, and was still growing terrifyingly!

"This is……"

Jing Wuming sensed this aura and was completely stunned.

He had heard before that Li Ming had used a very domineering sword against Shangguan Yundun.

Jing Wuming originally thought it was the sword just now, but until he sensed this momentum, he realized that he guessed wrong.

If we say that the Thirteenth Sword is a perfect sword move in his eyes, it is impeccable.

Then this fourteenth sword has broken through and surpassed perfection and reached another level.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

Jing Wuming screamed in his heart, and his face was no longer dead expression, but was filled with fear.

In an instant, a small portion of Li Ming's true energy was injected into the Blood Soul Sword in his hand.

The dark red color of the Blood Soul Sword has become so rich and bright!

boom!
Once the sword was swung, it was no longer just the sound of a simple sword, but was mixed with the breathtaking sound of thunder.

Zuo Lengchan's icy palm power had just reached halfway, and without Li Ming's counterattack specifically targeting him, the palm power had been completely swallowed up by the terrifying aftermath of the fourteenth sword, without causing any effect at all.

This made Zuo Lengchan and Jing Wuming look as if they had seen a ghost.

How could there be such a powerful sword!
Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Mountains, used all his strength to strike out, but not only did he not pose any threat, he was easily destroyed by the residual power of the opponent's sword...

As soon as the fourteenth sword was launched, they felt that this was not a strength that a Grandmaster could possess at all, and it even exceeded a strike from a Great Master!
Jing Wuming's whole body was filled with internal energy. His decades of sword skills training were transformed into one move and integrated into his left-hand sword.

At the same time, he poured all his true meaning into it.

The sword in his hand seemed to sense the terrifying blow that was about to come, and the sword body trembled and stabbed forward.

Just in time to meet the fourteenth sword that came with a terrifying explosion.

The Blood Soul Sword faced its sword tip, and both sides formed an almost material translucent circular force field in front of the sword.

But the stalemate lasted only a moment, and with a crisp snap, Jing Wuming's sword could no longer hold and broke into several pieces.

The terrifying destructive power of the fourteenth sword instantly swallowed up Jing Wuming!

The majestic gusts of air dissipated, revealing Jing Wuming's body.

But at this time, his standing hair had been scattered in a mess, his yellow clothes were torn to shreds, and his body was covered with scars.

Jing Wuming's originally gray eyes now looked even more dull. They hovered in the air and he turned his neck stiffly.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Jing Wuming asked word by word.

But what greeted him was just an arc of light.

The big head flew up, turned a few times in the air, and then the body fell from the air.

There was still confusion in Jing Wuming's eyes, as if he felt regretful for not knowing the name of this sword technique.

This is a great pity for a top swordsman with a thirst for knowledge.

Zuo Lengchan, who was rushing forward, suddenly stopped, and then he realized that Li Ming's cold sword intent was locking onto him.

(End of this chapter)