453 Path of the Killing Sword (2/2)
Or maybe, the Killing Sword Sword Manual was not a true secret manual. Maybe it was just an in-game thing? That could be it, but Gaia should not be so contradictory.
Before this, Gaia had pointed out that all ‘manuals’ and ‘scriptures’ were real. Hence, this made Ouyang Shuo exceedingly confused.
Did Gaia really predict martial arts to reach such a level?
Thinking in this direction, it did make sense.
Unfortunately, the middle aged-general was not planning to explain things to Ouyang Shuo. He just showed the move. Whether Ouyang Shuo could understand or not depended on his own ability.
If he learned it, then that was good. If he did not, then too bad.
Ouyang Shuo could only memorize what he had seen.
”7th, killing spirits!”
The middle-aged general did not pause. He cleared out all the enemies around him and charged straight for the enemy commander. He would kill anyone that dared to block his path.
Ouyang Shuo noticed that when the middle-aged general killed, he used the first four strokes seamlessly.
It was obvious that the way of the killing sword was not a simple seven strokes. Instead, the moves interconnected with one another to create thousands and thousands of variations, allowing one to easily kill even when surrounded by many enemies.
The killing sword was a way of killing and also the way of survival.
To kill the enemy, one must first survive.
Apart from assassins, no one would not know how to protect themselves.
The killing sword took this idea to the extreme.
That was because the killing sword was the way of the battlefield. On the battlefield, swords had no eyes and dangers lurked everywhere. The method to survive and protect yourself was a true art.
The middle-aged general had practiced the sword to an extreme, each stroke was a killing blow.
The huge army could not even stop him for a moment. Everywhere he passed, bodies fell and blood flowed like a river.
”Quick, stop him!”
The enemy commander panicked.
”Kill!”
The red wave fearlessly charged.
Numerous crescent blades formed light after light, as they encompassed the land.
”Hen!”
The middle-aged general did not care; these lines of soldiers were not at his level. Regularly, the middle-aged general would use the 6th killing move to slay enemies.
Ouyang Shuo looked on in astonishment.
Based on theory, Shi Wanshui and Er’Lai were also emperor rank generals, but Ouyang Shuo did not see them possess such strength, able to kill the commander among millions of troops.
Where did this manual come from?
He could not believe that such a technique only stood at the emperor rank.
What secret did it hide within?
Ouyang Shuo did not have time to think anymore, as the middle-aged general had already charged to the front of the commander.
Yet another sweep, killing anything in his path.
The commander rode high on his warhorse, his expression exceedingly serious. He could also fight, and he wielded his spear in preparation for a final clash.
The middle-aged general smirked coldly. He jumped up from the ground, and the sword in his hand pierced forward. He totally ignored the spear plunging toward him.
The sword was like a shooting star, slashing through the sky and into the chest of the enemy.
”Ah!”
The enemy commander lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the sword in his chest.
The spear brushed against the body of the middle-aged general before falling to the ground. At the crucial moment, the blade of the middle-aged general was faster by a step.
The essence of this move was speed.
Ouyang Shuo looked on; his eyes did not even blink. Killing spirits did not really mean killing a spirit. Rather, it alluded to killing the enemy commander.
All the killing sword moves were designed for battle. Each move was focused on the enemy.
No wonder the evaluation would contain such a line: User of the killing blade, Qin Army using Qin Sword on the battlefield, an ultimate technique refined through battle.
The way of this sword truly befitted the title of ultimate.
Seeing their commander killed, the furious soldiers rushed forward to destroy the middle-aged general.
The middle-aged general jumped down from his horse, as his sword glowed with an evil red light. He raised up his head and looked at Ouyang Shuo coldly, “A hundred mile massacre!”
Ouyang Shuo felt a shiver run down his spine; this was the final killing move of the killing sword.
The red glow of the sword seemed to suck up and absorb a certain quantity of blood from the enemy general body. Instantly, an enormous blood energy exploded into millions of small swords.
Silence, the entire battlefield fell completely silent.
Numerous soldiers instantly died.
_Bug, this was a bug!_ Ouyang Shuo exclaimed in head.
Ouyang Shuo originally thought that it was just a description, who knew that it would actually be true?
A hundred mile massacre?
Ouyang Shuo muttered.