Chapter 7 (1/2)
Chapter 7 - Unsheathing the Sword, One Hit Death!
Because of Ling Dao, Jiang Zhong's heart was in a mess, when he used his blade, he also revealed a flaw. The black-clothed a.s.sa.s.sin naturally also saw this point. He activated his true energy and unleashed his strongest move up till now. The purpose of this sword was to kill Jiang Zhong, and as for Ling Dao, he would deal with him later.
”This is the moment!”
Ling Dao was using the black-robed a.s.sa.s.sin's carelessness. The more the black-robed a.s.sa.s.sin ignored him, the more likely he was to succeed. Seeing the black-robed a.s.sa.s.sin use the most tyrannical strike, Ling Dao's eyes also lit up.
In the next moment, a Three-Foot Blueblade appeared out of nowhere in Ling Dao's hands. His expression was cold, his eyes stared straight at the a.s.sa.s.sin's back. In that moment, the Carefree Sword was unsheathed.
With lightning speed, he pierced towards the back of the black-clothed a.s.sa.s.sin's heart. His strength reached the tip of his sword and his arm formed a straight line with the Carefree Sword. In an instant, the Carefree Sword had sunk into the black-clothed a.s.sa.s.sin's heart. The body of a true qi realm pract.i.tioner was indeed tyrannical, but it was a pity that to the Carefree Sword, it was as weak as tofu.
Drawing the sword, drawing the sword. The movements were coherent, one at a time, and they were unbelievably fast. After doing all that, Ling Dao was panting heavily. For a weak body like his, using this sword would indeed consume a lot of energy.
”How is this possible? Where did you get that sword? ”
The black-clothed man lowered his head and looked at the sword tip that was dripping blood on his chest in disbelief. The Carefree Sword had already pierced through his body. After that, he fell to the ground with a thud. This sword attack had already taken his life! Even if he died, the black clothed man couldn't understand, how could he be killed by Ling Dao?
Everything happened in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a piece of flint. From the moment Ling Dao drew his sword to the moment the black clothed man died, it was only a matter of time. The black clothed man's sword was only three feet away from Jiang Zhong. If not for Ling Dao's sword, Jiang Zhong would have died.
”Your Highness?”
Jiang Zhong was also extremely shocked. He had thought of many different results, but he had never thought of one. During the life and death battle between him and the black-robed a.s.sa.s.sin, Ling Dao had actually stabbed out with an incomparably stunning sword strike, directly killing a true qi realm warrior. If word of this got out, it would definitely shake the world.
Only Ling Dao himself did not feel that there was anything to be shocked about, it was just as he had expected. In his previous life, he was a Sword Genius and had always trained his sword skills diligently. Even if he was born with a lowly background, it was rare for him to be a match for someone of the same generation.
In this life, he had begun to train in the sword at the age of three. No matter how weak he was, there was no way he wouldn't train for a day. His attainments in the path of the sword naturally weren't low. If it was simply comparing sword arts, the black-clothed man could not even catch up to Ling Dao, the difference was like heaven and earth.
However, it was fortunate that the black-clothed man was too careless and did not care about Ling Dao at all. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for Ling Dao to kill him with one strike. Firstly, Ling Dao's body was weak, he did not even manage to step into the Physical Realm, he was a true qi realm warrior. Secondly, when the black-clothed man saw that Ling Dao did not have any weapon and could not harm the black-clothed man at all, he naturally did not care anymore.
The first step on the road of cultivation is Physical Realm, which is also known as the third level of the body. As the name implies, Physical Realm is divided into three small realms: Body Refinement, Bone Tempering, and Blood Coagulation. With Ling Dao's physical condition, he couldn't even be considered to be in the Refinement Realm.
The innumerable sword energy in his body, had always accompanied Ling Dao's growth. For fifteen years, he had been tormented day and night. However, he continued to smile as he faced it. Others had no idea how much pain he was enduring.
”It's all thanks to the Universe Ring that royal father gave me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to kill the black-clothed man!”