Chapter 75: Beast headed tile with claw marks (1/2)

Chapter 75: Beast headed tile with claw marks

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Suddenly, the long armed man felt a pain in his chest as though a sharp weapon had stabbed through his chest!

He had long since completed the fundamentals of cultivation. His body was strong and vigorous; his skin as durable as the hide of an old bull. But at this moment, his body felt as though it had been pierced through as easily as a block of tofu. A sword had pierced straight through his heart.

He glared at Song Shuhang but this youth was still carrying the bottle of Body Tempering Fluid with both hands. Aside from that, there was nothing else in his hands.

What is this? Just what is happening?

Fresh blood poured out of his chest, absorbed by that invisible sword, dying the tip of the sword red. “What is this thing?”

The long armed man furiously raised his arms, his eyes full of hatred. If he was going to die, then he would drag Song Shuhang to h.e.l.l together with him.

But as he raised his arms halfway, they drooped back down weakly. He felt as though his entire body was feeble; all of his qi, blood and strength had been sapped away by that invisible sword.

At that time, in his mind, there were hundred of thousands of bald monks incessantly chanting the mantra, “Boundless is the sea of bitterness, yet a man who will repent can reach the sh.o.r.e nearby. A wrongdoer achieves salvation as soon as he gives up evil!”

Irritating!

Song Shuhang sucked in a deep breath and forcefully pulled out the black-colored flying sword. “A flying sword.”

Great Master Tong Xuan’s flying sword. It was fortunate that he had yet to send it back.

It was only after obtaining Great Master Tong Xuan’s permission that Medicine Master and himself were able to see the flying sword. In the eyes of other people, this sword was completely invisible and it was impossible to determine its existence.

Of course, if the opponent’s strength was far superior to Great Master Tong Xuan, then that was a different matter altogether.

From the moment they met, Song Shuhang had carried that flying sword in his hands. His original intention was to wait for the man to come closer before looking for an opportunity to stab him.

However, Song Shuhang didn’t expect that the opponent would just pounce at him without a thought. All Song Shuhang needed to do was to slightly adjust the position of the sword’s tip, and have it pointed towards at the long armed man’s heart.

Then, with a spurting sound, the enemy’s heart was penetrated.

It was so simple, and was truly as simple as lifting a finger.

He didn’t even need to use the Stink Pill!

Flying sword?

The long-armed man opened his mouth, and said these two words with difficulty, “Lifesteal?”

Having the life of an ordinary person, with the cultivation level of a mortal. Yet he possessed the Body Tempering Liquid, a flying sword, and has the ident.i.ty of a ‘senior’ that even Altar Master is apprehensive of. Only an almighty cultivator of legends would know how to execute lifesteal magic, right? But aren’t lifesteal magics just a legend?

Song Shuhang didn’t care about what the long armed man was saying, he lifted the black flying sword, and the b.l.o.o.d.y smell a.s.sailed the nose.

Even though he had prepared his resolve, this b.l.o.o.d.y scent still made Song Shuhang feel uncomfortable; after all, he wasn’t a demon who killed people like cutting gra.s.s! A few days ago, he was merely an ordinary college student.

Taking in a deep breath, his true self from the ?True Self Meditation Scripture? appeared, quelling his urges and returning him back to calmness.

“Do you have any last words?” Song Shuhang inquired.

“I……” The long armed man opened his mouth to speak.

As he spoke, Shuhang’s flying sword was once again raised, cutting off his head in one stroke.

The long armed man didn’t die in peace with his head separated from his body, his incomplete corpse fell onto the ground. Furthermore, there wasn’t a single drop of blood flowing out of his wounds.

This flying sword that belonged to Great Master Tong Xuan was no ordinary weapon, killing people without bleeding was one of its basic functions.

“Yep, I just blurted that out for fun, I’m actually not allowed to listen to your last words.”

The hand with which Song Shuhang held the sword slightly trembled, his hand felt soft, but he gradually regained composure.

This was the first time he took a life. Before this, he hadn’t even killed a chicken, “This is my resolve.”

A resolve that was necessary.

The long armed man was the first person to die under his hands, but he wouldn’t be the last.

If it was possible, he actually preferred to capture this long armed man alive and find out where the Altar Master was hiding. It was a pity that he had insufficient strength. The enemy was a cultivator who had opened both his eye and nose acupoints, he didn’t have the confidence to subdue an opponent like that.

At this point, it was the right decision to kill off the long armed man.

The ?True Self Meditation Scripture? in his head continued to operate, allowing him to maintain calmness when facing this headless corpse.

Gripping the black flying sword in one hand, Song Shuhang carefully moved forward, and began to search the long armed man’s corpse.