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Chapter 52 - Sixteenth Slash

When they returned to the palace outside the sect, Long Yunfei and the other two immediately fell asleep. However, Long Bufan was lying on his bed, tossing and turning, and he had trouble falling asleep, his mind thinking about all the troublesome things that had happened recently. These days, all the enemies they had encountered were all stronger than him.

The current era was a world where martial arts was revered. Martial arts was a common occurrence. Only by standing at the peak of the pyramid with powerful martial power could one become a powerful existence that was respected by tens of thousands of people.

Long Bufan understood in his heart that even if he wanted to climb the pyramid, he had to do so on the condition that he was strong himself.

He was unable to sleep in any case, so Long Bufan simply walked out of his dorm room and arrived at an empty area in the dormitory area. There was a spirit fruit tree here that had been growing for who knows how many years, and every autumn, it would produce a delicious and sweet Red Spirit Fruit.

Long Bufan sat on the ground with his legs crossed, facing the sky full of stars, he focused his mind and guided the animal spirit to walk inside his muscles and veins using the Mysterious Devil Art technique.

His eyes were tightly shut, and his expression was solemn. From time to time, he would wave his hands in a profound trajectory, and a weak airflow would gather around his body along with his dancing hands …

His chest continued to move as he breathed out into the air. Long Bufan was able to absorb the faint air currents into his lungs.

At midnight, the cathode was full and the first sun was born. It was the best time to harvest the gas in the day. The natural natural energy would enter the body, nurturing the five viscera, activating the meridians, and circulating the cycle.

is a top cultivation technique for foreign demons. Its route of cultivation is unique and transcends common sense, but it can display incredible uses. Most importantly, the energy condensed from the Mysterious Devil Art was the key to the evolution of the animal spirit.

When ordinary cultivation technique manuals were being cultivated, most people paid attention to the absorption of 'quantity' and didn't know that a change in 'quality' could bring unimaginable benefits to the body. It was just like the difference between a river and pure water.

In other words, by directly filtering the impurities in the dregs, he would only leave behind pure elemental energy. This way, not only would it greatly improve his physique and nourish his internal organs, it would also greatly increase his lifespan.

Long Bufan's breathing formed a subtle rhythm along with the undulations, as if it had completely merged with the surrounding environment and was one and the same.

A drop of dew quietly condensed on the edge of the leaf on top of Long Bufan's head after the moon passed through the tree branch. Following the light shake of the leaf, heavy drops of dew silently dripped down.

Long Bufan who was initially motionless suddenly opened his eyes, his right hand extended out, and the dewdrop accurately landed on his fingertips, and then rolled down his finger into his palm.

Long Bufan suddenly clenched his fist, grabbing the droplet of dew onto his palm and then shaking his shoulder, using his leg to help his waist, he punched out, causing the elemental energy to vibrate in the air, the shock wave leaving a fist-sized mark on the tree trunk beside the house.

He then retracted his fist and released his grip. The dewdrop actually continued to roll down, and with a light "pa da" sound, it fell to the ground and scattered in all directions.

Seeing this, a smile surfaced on Long Bufan's face. He had obviously already comprehended the hidden strength of the Mysterious Devil Art.

"If I were to use this hidden force from the weapon, what effect would it have?"

Long Bufan muttered to himself as he took out the yuanjian. He poured the Dark Origin Energy into it, and the silver white sword became as black as ink in the blink of an eye.

One blade.

A cold light flashed!

A transparent force was forced out of the blade along with a strong vibration. The fallen leaves were directly shattered into pieces by the force and were chopped towards a large tree not far away. "Shua!" A muffled sound rang out and a two inch deep sword mark could be clearly seen on the hard surface of the tree in front of him. The rough bark in the surroundings cracked from the Qi of the sword Qi.

"It's still not powerful enough!" Long Bufan frowned, he was not satisfied with the power of the attack, and his frown changed to a tight frown, he started to feel around, and started to think.

Then, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. His tightly knitted eyebrows suddenly lit up. He thought to himself, if the power of a slash was too small, then why not overlap them together to display an even greater power? For example, a small tree branch could easily be broken into two, but if several dozen small tree branches were placed together, could it still be broken so easily?

Following that, Long Bufan's figure flashed again, both of his legs suddenly stomped on the ground, and instantly jumped up. The Dark Origin Energy in his body continuously poured into the yuanjian, blossoming into a dazzling vortex of light.

Long Bufan bellowed with vigor, "Sixteen Heavenly Slashes!"

In a split-second, the powerful sword body was like a storm as it violently surged towards the unlucky tree next to the courtyard …

One slash, two slash, four slash, eight slash … Sixteen slashes!

One wave was stronger than the other, and a shocking amount of power exploded out. When all sixteen slashes were completed, they overlapped each other and looked like a gigantic black sword image, but it contained the sixteen slashes.

"Shua, shua, shua …" The overlapping Sixteen Strikes gave off a piercing sound that made one's scalp go numb, and they quickly slashed at the tree trunk.

As if cutting through tofu, the thick tree trunk was impressively cut in half at the waist and tilted towards the stone path outside the courtyard.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

The dull sound woke up all of the disciples that were sleepwalking in the dorm area. After a burst of commotion, they all began to put on their clothes to check out the situation, and even the deacons in the outer hall were alerted.

"The thirty-six moves is the best course of action!" Seeing that it was not good, Long Bufan did not have time to celebrate his newly created move, and immediately slipped into his room.