Chapter 552: A palm (4) (1/2)

The moment these soldiers encounter Azief sword, they would feel like their arms and legs are all tied and would have no other choice but to give themselves up toward the deadly word strike. Not to mention the force hidden in that sword strike is not something a mortal could take upon. One sword strikes kills dozens of people.

Azief charged and in just a few second thousands of soldiers have died.

The officers at the back keep yelling to push on with the attack.

The soldier did not retreat.

They perform their duty. But just because they did not retreat did not mean they were not scared.

They keep dying no matter what they do.

Everything seem futile and meaningless when faced by the sword on the hands of that black robed grandmaster

By now one could only hear the droning sound of sword strikes that fills the entire mountaintop like some kind of buzzing sound that come from the netherworld that comes to claim their lives.

But the only who could hear this sound is the soldiers. The people in the other side of the battlefield could not hear it. It was like they lives in a soundless world.

All they could see among the chaos and panic is the blinding sword strike that illuminates the area.

The lightning strikes could not drown out the brightness of the sword strike like even it could not contend with the force of that sword strike.

Azief on the hand is smiling. He is rushing and his sword is performing thousands of variations of attack while at the same time analyzing all of these people martial arts.

Maybe because he had break the other seals his mind could think faster and more clearly and his eyes could see more and analyze the movement with only one glance.

And then he uses the moves he analyzes to fight with those people. Sometimes he would shoot out his sword strike light killing hundreds of people before once again charging in and experience the sword arts of these soldiers.

But unlike them Azief did not rigidly adhere to their sword technique. He added his own element, and essence of his own thoughts.

His attack is unrestrained and unconventional.

Each of his sword strikes kills cleanly and without mistake.

There is not people that could remain alieve after being slashed by that sword. No matter whether these soldiers is using some divine weapons, it would not survive Azief attack.

When they fought with Azief sword, it would break, being cut apart or turns into dust.

Azief is using internal energy to shrouded the sword in its entirety, giving it some hardening properties and his sword could endure a lot of attack without breaking

Azief attack is original in conception, elevating the word arts of the people he stores it from, making it unrecognizable to the very practitioner of this sword arts.

And slowly his moves become faster but become more unpredictable until there is no longer any moves.

Xi Feng landed not too far away from Azief and then he observes his teacher.

He knows he could learn a lot from this. And seeing his teacher, he could forget for a moment the feelings he had now.

Azief is showing to Xi Feng to fight without moves.

Azief once said to Xi Feng that to become a true elite swordsman one must let all the moves become an integral whole, then the enemy would have no way of breaking it.

It is the same concept of the One Sword technique from the Sword Residence.

But his master also said to him that is only partially right.

As long as there is a trace of the connection between your moves and your attack, the enemy would still have a flaw to exploit even if you could make your moves become an integral whole.

But if you have no moves at all, then how would his enemy break his move when there is nothing.

It was then that Xi Feng seems to understand something as his eye is lost looking at the dancing sword of his teacher.

He did not see the blood spluttering or the heads flying in the air.

He only sees the sword moving and dancing without any rules and restraint, carefreely, chaotic and messy and no orders and laws governing it.

Yet, there is no way to break it.

The Flowing Sword Arts is a flowing kind of swordsmanship. That is the way his teacher thought about the sword arts of the Flowing Sword Arts