Chapter 33 - A Sword Asking the Martial World

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

An Jing turned the long sword in his hand and did a series of motions.

Nine Character Sword Technique! Patterned word!

Clang clang clang clang!

Sparks flew in all directions as the swords clashed. A series of sonic booms formed a shockwave.

Not far away, Mu Jie felt his heart surging. His body felt like it was about to be separated from his soul. It was a feeling of being in a trance.

Was the saber faster or the sword faster?!

Mu Jie tried his best to look ahead.

Under the moonlight, the sword light was airtight, protecting An Jing’s entire body. The saber light that poured out like moonlight was actually completely blocked, not missing a single thing.

Tie Yunshan missed his first attack. His inner force was like a surging river, pouring into his arm.

Buzz! Buzz!

The powerful inner force fluctuations caused the surrounding air to emit a sound. Even the wine jugs on the tables started to crack.

As his internal energy was injected into the pair of cold blades, a frightening cold light appeared.

The corner of Tie Yunshan’s clothes fluttered without any wind. The curved blade in his hand was placed horizontally in front of his chest, while the other was placed behind his neck. Then, both of his hands swung out.

In an instant, it was as if moonlight poured out, and within the moonlight, there was a blade glow.

Tie Yunshan was very rough. Naturally, his saber was also very rough. The experts who had died under his saber made him even more arrogant and rough.

Full Moon Scimitar! Full moon shone on the west building!

The wind gusted with unparalleled sharpness. Only a streak of light descended from the sky, about to split the earth into two and turn it into pieces.

“This… This is an upper-third tier expert?”

Mu Jie was stunned.

A life and death battle between upper-third tier experts!

It was rare in the martial world.

There were many rumors in the martial world, but very few had actually seen those rumors, and Mu Jie was one of them.

It was a pity that he was the only one who had witnessed the battle between swords and sabers.

An Jing’s expression was calm like an ancient well, but he drew his sword.

The sword was as clear as the wings of a cicada, emitting a soft hum. The sound was like a lone boat in the vast expanse of smoke.

Chi!

Then, sword glows bloomed. Under the night sky, it was like a new sun rising.

Nine Symbolic Sword Art! Battle word!

With a point of his sword, the originally silent moon gradually dispersed.

On the ground, a long, narrow slash appeared, followed by three sword strokes.

Bang!

With a loud explosion, everything in the surroundings turned into dust.

Mu Jie’s face was pale as he retreated frantically.

Amidst the smoke, the two figures continued to fight. Saber and sword light flashed. It was difficult to find them, but they had already reached the climax.

“You’ve already used your move, so take my attack,” An Jing said calmly.

Hearing An Jing’s words, Tie Yunshan’s heart was in his throat.

No one understood the prowess of the swordsman before him better than him.

The long sword in An Jing’s hand slipped and it was hard to find it.

His swordsmanship was bizarre and rare.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Tie Yunshan was shocked. He quickly raised his two blades to block his chest.

He was powerful!

Too powerful!

At this moment, Mu Yun was indescribably shocked.

This seemingly casual strike was actually so profound.

Clang!

The sound of metal colliding resounded as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer. Tie Yunshan was dizzy from the impact, but he felt as if he had just survived a calamity.

He blocked it!

“Pfft!”

But in the next moment, a sword light flew out of nowhere and pierced through his throat.

His eyes were filled with disbelief. He had clearly seen that sword glow and had firmly blocked it. Why did he still die?

Hidden Sword Technique!

The Hidden Sword Technique seemed to be one of the introductory sword techniques, but 99% of the swordsmen had yet to learn it.

The Hidden Sword Technique did not hide the sword, but the sharpness of the sword and the killing intent.

When others let their guard down, at the most critical moment, the sword art that they had been hiding all this time would appear and deliver the most fatal blow to their enemy. This was the true essence of the sword art.

“Argh…!”

“Rank… one…”

Tie Yunshan’s eyes gradually lost their glow as blood flowed out from his throat before he fell to the ground.

Mu Jie was stunned by this scene.

Fast!

It was too fast!

In the blink of an eye, Tie Yunshan fell to the ground.

Was the saber faster or the sword faster?

Mu Jie was the witness. He felt that there was no comparison between the two.

He wanted to shout, but he suddenly realized that something was stuck in his throat.

An Jing did not retract his scabbard, but instead looked at the distant roof.

“Your sword is so fast!”

A clear voice rang out and a figure appeared on the distant roof. He was holding a red long sword in his hand and there seemed to be blood flowing on the long sword.

Buddha Sword!

This was the renowned Rakshasa’s sword, the Buddha Sword.

That person was dressed in black and was hidden in the dark. His figure could not be seen clearly and neither could his face.

This person was Tan Yun.

She was incomparably shocked. This person had actually killed Tie Yunshan. Furthermore, when he had fought with Tie Yunshan, he had been able to discover her existence.

This person was definitely not an ordinary expert.

“I don’t care who you are or why you’re here, but I don’t want to see you again.” An Jing looked coldly at the figure in front of him.

“Get lost!”

As he spoke, An Jing swung his sword.

As the sword beam surged, terrifying waves formed in the surroundings. It was like a tidal wave that descended from the sky and rolled over.

Clang!

Tan Yun caught the sword, and the violent internal energy in her body churned violently.

Rank one!

This person was a Rank One expert!

Tan Yun was extremely shocked and did not dare to stay any longer. He turned into a streak of black smoke and flew into the distance.

“He sure runs fast!”

An Jing silently retracted his sword. If that person was a step slower, he would not mind killing that person.

Meanwhile, Mu Jie, who was watching from the side, was not so lucky. His originally fair and handsome face was now stained with blood.

“Sen… Senior, I… I am…”

Mu Jie’s heart almost jumped out of his chest.

“This scar is now the glory of your life.”

An Jing did not even look at Mu Jie as he walked into the distance. He strolled leisurely, just like when he came.

“This scar is now the glory of your life…” This voice kept echoing in Mu Jie’s ears, as though it was crushing his heart.

An Jing’s footsteps were unhurried and he disappeared from the Yuzhou’s headquarters.

It was not until several minutes after An Jing had left that Mu Jie finally reacted. His body fell limply to the ground as if he had lost his support.

After a long while, he finally gasped for breath and shouted, “Quick! Someone come quickly! Senior Tie… Senior Tie has been killed!”

The surroundings were silent. No one responded, as if it was a barren land.

“Is—is—is—”

Mu Jie’s body froze as if he had thought of something. His face was filled with fear.

The headquarters of Yuzhou was massacred…