Chapter 540 - SAINTS ARE HEARTLESS (1/2)

It wasn't until now that Xi Feng understand how his teacher could even modify the Flowing Swords Arts so easily and derive all thirty-three moves of the Flowing Sword Arts from only ten moves.

In his teacher one sword strike, Xi Feng could see infinite variations of attacks in one attack.

The strike that Azief had unleashed contained an unstoppable power that pushed forward greedless of the obstacle

Hidden behind such a simple strike is an ultimate willpower that surpassed even the aura of the sword intent.

The indifference of heaven could be felt with that one sword strike. That one sword strike turns into a fireworks of sword light that move to many directions.

It strikes all of the people that charged forward.

Those dozens of people abruptly fell to the ground silently, their head on the ground, blood coming out from many parts of their body.

It was like they were cut by a thousand slashes; their death was truly terrifying.

They all die with their head prostrating in front of the Sword Immortal.

Xi Feng had watched all of it.

All of these movement and action took a long time to describe but it happens very fast. From the moment that the wheelchair stops, those peoples suddenly charged forward to his teacher

This is the first time his teacher had truly acted after he pushed the wheelchair,

Xi Feng gaze was sharp and he try to remember that sword strike that his teacher had performed. Killing only with intention.

Only now Xi Feng knows that for a killing weapon such as the sword, the most important is the connection between the sword and the intention of the wielder of the sword.

In this world there is no faster way to express something than through intention. Where his teacher intention moves toward, there is where the tip of the sword would be

And the moment that tip of sword find its target, it would wither and it would die.

His teacher glance could kill and his sword strike could cut apart all lives. And after drawing the sword, his teacher heart is blank, an empty canvass that could not be tainted

It was like the vastness of heaven, impossible to understand and impossible to fathom

It was a pure sword intent and a pure sword strike. In Xi Feng hearts there were no one in this world that could defeat his teacher.

Azief then smile as he said loudly for his disciple to hear

'A sword is a deadly weapon and only saints should use them' It is one of the words in the Classics. Xi Feng immediately understood what his teacher is trying to tell him

Xi Feng nodded but his teacher was not done. Azief added

'However, saints were, by nature, heartless' Azief then look toward at the other side of the battle and he shakes his head.

He could see that the spies have wreak havoc. And it is an opportunity for his disciple to make a name for himself and gain experience by fighting in a large scale battle.

He sighed, his hand is still holding the sword

'You can go now. I have imparted my last lesson today toward you. Whether you understand or not that is your fortune'

Azief look at the area of the heterodox sect and he could see the members of the Vulture Peak and the Sun Devouring Sect killing the orthodox sect members and he sneered.

He then said to Xi Feng

'Go kill those people from Vulture Peak and Sun Devouring Sect. They might not be the source of the death of your pupils. But they are the causes' Xi Feng nodded and his eyes turns cold.

He had long wanted to wash his sword with the blood of the people from the Sun Devouring Sect and the Vulture Peak sect members.