Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 43, Slaying the Strong Enemy (Please Recommend, Please Favorite)

Chapter 43: Chapter 43, Slaying the Strong Enemy (Please Recommend, Please Favorite)

The tattooed man’s weapon was also a sword, but countless threads of blood were wrapped around it, as if vengeful spirits were wailing, which was quite terrifying.

With a swirl and a turn of the longsword in his hand, the eerie sword momentum shot out like small blood-colored snakes, ever-changing, precise, ruthless, and accompanied by an indescribable aura of death.

Seeing that he could not kill the Great Village Chief, Chu Ming lightly tapped the water surface with his foot, and his body instantly flew back. His eyes locked tightly on the tattooed man who had suddenly attacked. Although the tattooed man’s cultivation was only at the seventh layer of the Transcendence Realm, the pressure he exerted on Chu Ming was a few degrees stronger than that of the Great Village Chief.

He could defeat the Great Village Chief and kill Zhang Hu and Hou Long because their Cultivation Techniques were only at the middle tier of the Yellow Level, and they had not practiced any Profound Level Martial Techniques. He himself practiced the top tier of the Yellow Level technique, Cyan Yuan Technique, which gave him a great advantage in terms of the quality and quantity of Spiritual Power. However, the tattooed man before him gave Chu Ming a completely different feeling.

"You must be a genius disciple from one of the Five Great Sects?" The tattooed man looked coldly at Chu Ming, his expression unwavering even after Chu Ming defeated the Great Village Chief.

"What if I am, what if I’m not?" Chu Ming said in a deep voice, his eyes glancing at the panicking ** in the pool, now scrambling to flee towards the cave’s exit. The bandits outside, having heard the sounds of battle, were also rushing into the cave.

"If you’re not, you die. If you are, well, then you’re worth a lot!" The tattooed man’s eyes lit up with a fiery intensity as he looked at Chu Ming. Genius disciples from the sects had clear bounties on their heads. Bring their heads and tokens back to the organization, and one could earn a large reward.

"Enough talk, let’s fight!" Chu Ming thought briefly and understood the tattooed man’s intentions. Although he didn’t know the man’s background, they were certainly not allies.

The tattooed man chuckled and shook his sword, a powerful surge of Spiritual Power extending three feet from the tip, forming a towering Blood Sword.

Crack!

The ground and cave walls were split open with a long crack, sending shards of stone flying.

At the critical moment, Chu Ming lightly tapped the ground with his toe, dodging the sword like a ghost.

"Such strong power!"

Chu Ming couldn’t help but gasp. If the Great Village Chief was the highest level of cultivation he had faced, then the tattooed man before him was undoubtedly the most powerful opponent. The Great Village Chief wouldn’t last twenty moves against this man.

Of course, battles between martial artists aren’t just about comparing combat power; one must also consider overall factors such as Body Technique and defense, and the strength of one’s own energy. While the tattooed man’s attack power was slightly stronger than Chu Ming’s, he was clearly less agile in Body Technique.

Relying on the Divine Travel Step, Chu Ming dodged the tattooed man’s attacks repeatedly. His eyes flickered as his body turned into an illusion and charged towards the bandits at the cave’s mouth. Swish, swish, swish—countless phantoms of golden fish danced around the Silver Light Sword, scurrying across the place.

This was the Golden Fish Swordsmanship, exceptionally cunning, puff, puff, puff...

As the golden fish jumped, several bandits who rushed in front spewed blood and died instantly. The tattooed man didn’t care about their lives. Seeing Chu Ming pause, he beamed with delight and threw a handful of concealed weapons from his bosom at Chu Ming.

Puff, puff, puff...

The concealed weapons pierced through Chu Ming like thunderbolts, but they only struck his afterimage. The bandits behind him had no time to react and were struck by the sudden concealed weapons, spurting blood and dying.

Transforming into an afterimage, Chu Ming streaked along the cave wall like a gecko, not giving the tattooed man a chance to catch up.

Seeing he had no opportunity, the tattooed man took out another handful of concealed weapons from his bosom and threw them at Chu Ming.

"Water Spirit Ripples!"

Faced with so many concealed weapons, Chu Ming dared not be careless. Several Water Swords flew out from the pool, breaking through waves of white spray, forming a gigantic Sword Array barrier that unfolded in front of Chu Ming.

Buzz, buzz, buzz

The collision of the concealed weapons with the Water Swords created a series of vibrating sounds. Chu Ming didn’t pause, his figure flashing backward. As soon as he left, the afterimage he left behind was shattered by the concealed weapons.

Ding, ding, ding

In a flash of lightning and sparks, the concealed weapons collided with the stone wall, embedding deeply as if the wall were tofu, showcasing the tattooed man’s immense wrist strength.

"Blood Snake Devouring!"

Seeing Chu Ming’s erratic movements, the tattooed man grew anxious. With a shake of his arm, several blood-colored snakes radiated from his sword, ever-changing, accurate, and venomous, hissing as they swept towards Chu Ming.

Without turning back, Chu Ming could feel the wind behind him. The sword momentum in his hand changed, like snow melting in the depth of winter, countless icy energies coalescing behind him, transforming into several meteor strikes, all exploding at a certain moment.

"Cold Winter Slaughter!"

Crack, crack, crack

The blood-colored snakes collided with the icy meteors, shattering one after another, but the remnants continued to bite and tear, producing horrid sounds. Suddenly, a sense of danger arose within Chu Ming. Looking down, he saw a terrifying fiery hand coming at him, evaporating all surrounding water vapor. The scorching heat was immense—it was the injured Great Village Chief of Black Cloud Village making his move.

"Courting death!"

Chu Ming’s eyes flashed coldly. With a sword strike, the pale red Sword Light resembled a spark, exploding upon contact with the fiery hand. Strands of the red Sword Essence erupted wildly, transforming into a raging inferno.

"Starfire Extinction!"

Puff, puff, puff, puff...

The giant fiery hand was instantly cut in two, dissipating slowly as Spiritual Power, but the red Sword Qi continued unabated, splitting the Great Village Chief of Black Cloud Village in half, blood spurting everywhere, extraordinarily horrific.

The Great Village Chief of Black Cloud Village, dead!

Seizing Chu Ming’s moment of attack, the tattooed man accelerated, matching Chu Ming’s pace. The red longsword in his hand emanated faint Evil Qi and transformed into countless minute blood-colored Light Sabers in the air, piercing through the air with thunderous force, aiming at Chu Ming. These tiny Light Sabers seemed to come alive.

Chu Ming’s expression remained unchanged. His left hand punched out, golden light flashing, and like a dragon, he attacked with thunderous force. The punch emitted brilliant golden light, shattering all the attacking Light Sabers.

Puff, puff, puff...

"Blood Cloud Split!"

Crack, crack, crack

The blood sword in the tattooed man’s hand broke inch by inch, transforming into sharp Sword Aura. Blood clouds blossomed on the Sword Aura and burst apart. The Sword Aura, tainted with blood, gleamed even more fiercely. The tattooed man sneered, as Blood Cloud Split was a Killing Technique of the Blood Cloud Swordsmanship. He had killed many sect geniuses with this move, and now there was another.

"Unpredictable Weather!"

A low voice echoed, and the surroundings fell silent. The tattooed man was momentarily stunned. A faint sense of rain and wind spread around. It was a subtle intent. Then, he only saw a faint green light flashing quickly before him.

Puff, puff, puff...

The blood-colored Sword Aura shattered instantly. A head floated high into the air, eyes filled with unwillingness, devoid of life.

"That was close. If not for gaining insights into Unpredictable Weather during this retreat, this time, I’d have been in great danger!"

Combat between martial artists is extremely treacherous. Having superior strength doesn’t necessarily mean one can kill the opponent.

"Kill, avenge the leader!"

Outside the cave hall, dozens of horse bandits charged in with various Weapons. The leading horse bandit was the skinny man who had brought Chu Ming here.

Relying on their numbers, the skinny man drew his Weapon and led the charge towards Chu Ming.

"With just you lot!"

Chu Ming sneered, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light.

The sword is a killing tool.

The sword was created to kill.

If the sword cannot kill, it loses its meaning.

Chu Ming’s sword was undoubtedly a killing tool among killing tools. Every flicker of Sword Light claimed at least two lives, turning the cave hall into a river of blood.

"Run. Run fast!" When half the bandits were dead, the rest woke up to the fact that their numbers couldn’t bridge the vast gap. In an instant, they fled towards the cave exit, cursing their parents for not giving them more legs.

Puff, puff, puff...

Decisively, Chu Ming unleashed Unpredictable Weather completely. A gentle breeze blew, and a drop of rain fell, each taking a life. The strength of Unpredictable Weather lay in its unpredictability, making it hard to defend against. However, it also had a significant flaw—against martial artists with extreme defense, Unpredictable Weather lost its effectiveness. This was something Chu Ming needed to continuously improve.

In no time, all the dozens of horse bandits who had rushed in were slain by Chu Ming.