Volume 1 Chapter 12 (1/2)

Chapter 12 The Extreme Level of Martial Arts

The village of Riluo, with a history spanning nearly twenty years, had become a ruin, where the bandits of Sheya Cave and the followers of the Cult of the Devil scattered and fought fiercely. The followers of the Cult of the Devil were extremely cruel and merciless, even when they were practicing martial arts. Although their strength was superior to that of the bandits of Sheya Cave, the quant.i.ty of the bandits was more than doubled. As time went by, they were gradually at a disadvantage.

In the center of it all, Di Hongtian, the Blood Killer, and the master of Sheya Cave were busy fighting each other fiercely. n.o.body dared to draw close, not even the followers of the Cult of the Devil or the bandits of Sheya Cave.

The Blood Killer and the master of Sheya Cave were both top pract.i.tioners with real vitality that had been released. Any move from them would bring an unimaginable force upon everyone.

Boom!

With a sudden split, the sword in Di Hongtian’s hand was like a flood roaring down from a mountain and the real vitality released was impacted and thrust aside in rippling layers.

Clang!

The Sword Zhongfeng split against the claws of the master of Sheya Cave to push it back. He was going to follow up the victory with further attacks, but a b.l.o.o.d.y hand stretched out for the Sword Zhongfeng in his hand, so he was forced to change his moves and step back.

He had no sooner changed his moves than the master of Sheya Cave grasped the sword blade once again with his palm clad in iron scales.

“Get out!”

He had just intended to seize the sword; the Blood Killer slammed his red palms against his face again.

The three of them were involved in entangled fighting. Although the Blood Killer and the master of Sheya Cave had helped Di Hongtian to stop the other from seizing the sword, they still aimed at the Sword Zhongfeng. Di Hongtian was naturally under great pressure. After several exchanges of moves, he seemed to be in danger.

“It turned out to be the Cult of the Devil and the bandits of Sheya Cave, unexpectedly. . . ” He slightly frowned.

The martial arts of the Cult of the Devil included one move called the Yizi Thunderbolt, which could emit lightning and thunder when being practiced; however, the slaughter in the Sword Villa had almost nothing to do with the Cult of the Devil.

The followers of the Cult of the Devil were extremely cruel and merciless. They would never deny it if they had really done it.

The bandits of Sheya Cave had entrenched themselves in Fengshui County for a long time. They seldom appeared in other counties since it was far away from the Sword Villa. Moreover, although those of the Sheya Cave were not weak, it was still impossible for them to eliminate the Sword Villa with only their own strength.

The two forces had only come for the Sword Zhongfeng and it shouldn’t have anything to do with the ma.s.sacre at the Sword Villa, which made him feel a little regretful.

He continuously challenged various known clans of the martial arts without covering up his own ident.i.ty, so that he would be well-known in the world and attract attention of the forces hidden in the dark.

On the night when the Sword Villa was eliminated, the sky was full of golden light and a thunderstorm. With the growth of his cultivation, he was sure that the golden light was emitted from the Golden Sword triggered by the powerful pract.i.tioner in the Sword Villa. As for that lightning, it must have been the work of a powerful martial art that could deal with the forces of lightning.

When he was at an early age, a riot had broken out in the villa, and his grandfather had him sent away. Since he knew nothing about the foes who committed the ma.s.sacre in the villa, he could only start with the martial arts involved with the power of lightning.

Before his foes showed up, he had already felt great pressure, which made him uneasy in his mind.

The forces hiding in the dark must be powerful enough to even eliminate the Sword Villa. If he could not cope with these bandits on the site, how could he seek revenge?

“It seems that I must improve my strength. . . ” He tried his best, but the pressure from the Blood Killer and the master of Sheya Cave were increasing beyond his capability.

He did not expect that the fight with Doukong at the White Horse Temple could trigger such a big storm that even the whole world of martial arts had been stirred. A giant vortex was constantly closing in around him.

That’s what he really wanted, but it occurred so quickly.

Even if I have improved my strength, I might not be powerful enough to threaten the hidden force? he thought in his mind, and then quickly decided, I’ll just have to improve!

If he could not even resist the striking force on the site, he would have been killed before his foes showed up. What was the significance of him hiding his actual strength?

Bzz. . .

The circulation of real vitality in his body suddenly changed and the forces swelled like a stream of water to activate the blood all over his body.