2 The Invisible Sword (1/2)

3 times a month, 27 times in nine months.

Shen Zhenyi had faced 27 different batches of assassins since he started living in seclusion. Every new batch of assassins was stronger than the last. Ten days ago, the man who tried to murder Zhenyi was already a top-notch master. This man had trained hard for at least 30 years. He could use his hands to split open stone tablets and was by no means an unknown person.

The identity of the assassin wasn't too hard to find out, but it wasn't worth Shen Zhenyi's time and effort to understand.

The fact that Shen Zhenyi was still sitting there meant that all of the killers had already fallen into the sea from the cliff behind him, dead.

But the initial question still wasn't answered.

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Shen Zhenyi seemed to say to himself, ”I can see from his swordsmanship that he has already reached the third realm of mercy and killing. At his age, even the seventh realm Zen Master wasn't his level. As long as his temperament is restrained and he works hard for ten years, he could compete with all the heroes in the world.

”If you turn around and leave now, I can pretend you haven't been here.”

Shen Zhenyi paused for a moment and sincerely advised, ”You are not yet thirty years old, a very young age for cultivators. It would be a pity for you to die here.”

There was a silent tremor in the darkness, and the persistent assassin could no longer keep calm.

Every word Shen Zhenyi said was right.

Although he was talented, his martial arts level, his age, and even his identity meant nothing in front Shen Zhenyi.

The assassin had goosebumps all over his body and felt as if he was exposed to the sun which saw through all of his secrets.

Beast-like intuition told him that he should follow Shen Zhenyi's advice and immediately turn around and escape, far away from the horrible existence in front of him, and never set foot in the Abandoned Sword Villa again. But reason told him that no matter how strong Shen Zhenyi was, it was all in the past. A person whose meridians were broken and couldn't use Zhen Qi no longer had brilliant swordsmanship.

This was a good chance that would never come again!

The assassin's ambition burned wildly, and the burning pain from his soul made him unable to wait any longer. With a loud roar, he flew out of his hiding place and, with all his strength, stabbed Shen Zhenyi in the chest with a sword.

This was the assassin's strongest move.

Even a mountain peak would be split by the sword that had been unleashed!

Shen Zhenyi didn't avoid it and had no intention of doing so. On the contrary, he did something the elders often pointed out the younger generation: ”You have the charm of turning virtual into real and plausible, but your killing intent is still too heavy. It should be noted that the purpose of the sword of mercy is to kill without intention. Although it is necessary to kill people, it is also necessary to always kill in a state where others can't sense your killing intent.”

The assassin couldn't hear anything. He could only see his tip of the sword approaching three feet away from his target. As long as his sword was successful, he could replace Shen Zhenyi as a living legend.

At this moment, he was blinded due to his ambition, thinking only of the glory he deserved after the event.

However, the next second, a strange look appeared on the assassin's face.

He saw his sword begin to decompose, fragile as dead leaves ground into dust.

This was a stunning spectacle.

With the assassin's momentum, the steel sword was like a piece of tender tofu, evenly cut by something invisible yet sharp. The cut was smooth as a mirror, and the blade shuddered like an ugly snake twisting and swinging.

From the tip of the sword to the ridge of the sword, then to the handle, then to the palm, wrist, arm, and even the body.

In the wind, the assassin's body cracked. Surprisingly, not a single drop of Shen Zhenyi's blood had been spilled. The remnants of the assassin's body had been castrated and flew off the side of the cliff.

It took a long time for two consecutive thumping sounds to come.