Chapter 46: The Way of the Dan Sword
Seeing that the longsword in Li Daoji's hand was about to chop into the silver flying sword, a trace of ruthlessness flashed between the red-robed man's eyebrows, his left hand's five fingers flicked slightly, and the tail end of the silver flying sword, which had already been vibrating continuously in the midst of its drastic flight, steeply vibrated even more violently.
Snorting several times, several clusters of air were instantly pressed into crystalline splashes by the violently vibrating sword body.
As if the silver flying sword was about to snap, it suddenly drifted downwards and folded at an incredible speed, slicing towards Li Daoji's neck.
There was a muffled sound in Li Daoji's body as a sharp burst of power slammed between his fingers and palms and the hilt of his sword.
The hilt of the sword in his hand blazed with red light.
The pure black sword body stood upright for a split second.
However, in the next instant, the sword, which was almost as long as his person, steeply and strangely bent to one side under the impact of the force.
The pure black sword body brought out a misty flame of light, directly bending into a black curved moon.
A certain part of the curved sword body unexpectedly and accurately blocked the silver small sword that drifted and folded down at an astonishing speed, and the two swords collided fiercely, not emitting a sharp metallic vibration, but instead, just like two torrents of water meeting each other, they exploded into countless clusters of air with a loud bang.
The red-robed man's face suddenly chilled, he let out a stern cry, his left hand five fingers bushy, hard control has splashed upwards more than ten feet of silver flying sword, at the same time, his back violently shocked, that unusually wide and thick bronze-colored sword from the scabbard shocked out, fell towards his body.
It was also at this moment that his right hand stretched out in front of him on the upper side, grasping at the hilt of the falling bronze-colored greatsword, but before that, a scarlet-colored elixir had also flown out from his right sleeve, falling into his mouth.
There was a loud boom.
This scarlet elixir that was nothing more than the size of a soybean entered his mouth, and surprisingly, it also let out a horrifying roar in the middle of his throat, instantly transforming into a stream of scarlet air that surged into his abdomen.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
The longsword in Li Daoji's hand was still like a black curved moon, and the sword had yet to spring back.
However, the red-robed man's body had already sped forward.
The ground beneath his feet had already silently sunk downwards.
The reason why it was silent was because it was too late for even the sound to spread.
The bronze-colored greatsword was carried forward by the gusts of wind rolled out by his body's forward movement, and the broad body of the sword slid forward dramatically against the palm of his right hand.
In every extremely tiny moment of contact with his right palm, a large amount of true essence surged from the red-robed man's palm into the body of the bronze-colored sword.
The ancient bronze-colored greatsword's blade lit up.
A straight runic line, as if it had been thoroughly polished by his palm, lit up from the tip of the sword all the way to the hilt.
The red-robed man's palm finally gripped the hilt of the sword.
There was a loud boom, and it was only at this time that the sound of the explosion under his feet reached the ears of those who were watching from afar.
A fierce flame flared up from his large, broad sword.
This flame was green in color, just like the Dan fire inside some Dan furnaces.
The red-robed man's face was a scarlet red on top of the green-colored flame, as if there was a thick red mercurial powder about to seep out of his skin.
The air in front of him was brutally smashed apart by the huge sword in his hand that was ablaze with green flames and his body, forming two gusts of wind that expanded to both sides.
He arrived in front of Li Daoji in a single step, the huge sword in his hand did not look like a sword at all, but like a huge steel rod smashing down on his head, the green flames once again boomed and soared, even vaguely forming a green-colored cauldron!
Li Daoji's originally narrow eyes narrowed into a narrow line under the dazzling light of the green flame.
He knew he could not retreat.
Once he retreated, the oncoming giant sword would once again crush forward, and the green-colored flames that ignited would become even more intense.
His left hand, which had been hanging motionless at his side, also landed on the hilt of his red sword, and a ball of white heaven and earth yuan qi surged out strangely from the black sword body, as if a huge white goat's horn was burrowing out of his longsword.
Without any finesse, the longsword in his hand collided viciously with the oncoming giant sword.
The red-robed man let out a muffled grunt.
His body slumped back, however, in this instant, the medicinal power that had completely filled his body gave him strong support once again, and his body stood firmly in place, the huge sword in his hand still moving forward.
The field was once again swirling with wild winds.
The carriage on Li Daoji's side tilted to one side in the gale, one wheel hanging in the air, while the other side's wheel axle emitted a squeaky and unpleasant friction sound.
Thud!
Li Daoji's body was like being hit head-on by several chariots, and instantly flew backwards for more than ten feet, ruthlessly hitting an acacia tree at the back.
His face was instantly as pale as snow, but his lips were as bright as blood.
His back splattered out some blood, and the bark of the acacia tree trunk that his back hit all exploded, and countless leaves that had already withered and yellowed detached from the branches in an instant, and swiftly fell.
Countless fluttering yellow leaves wrapped around a sword master with a bloody back.
This poignant scene only made people think of the end of the road.
A trace of unbearable dryness floated up in the red-robed man's body, he knew that this was a side effect of that pill, yet he still felt heartfelt joy at seeing such a picture.
However, it was also at this moment that his breathing suddenly lurched.
He felt an aura of death coming from above.
There were only fluttering yellow leaves above.
"No!"
The pupils of his eyes contracted violently, and it was only in this instant that he could see clearly that behind a piece of fluttering yellow leaves, there was actually a small sword with a yellowish body immediately attached to it.
This small sword was only the length of two yellow leaves, and it rotated and fluttered along with the yellow leaves, as if it had no weight.
The red-robed man's heart gave birth to great fear, his left hand trembled, the silver-colored small sword suspended at his side flew dramatically towards the leaf-like yellow flying sword along with the direction of his thoughts.
Ding ding ding ding ding ......
Countless intensive crashing sounds resounded above his head.
All the yellow leaves were all shredded by the vertical and horizontal sword qi, yet the red-robed man's face turned even whiter as he realized that he couldn't keep up with the speed of this small yellow sword.
Li Daoji raised his head in silence.
His back detached from the acacia tree whose trunk had exploded, pulling out countless threads of blood.
While the blood threads were unbroken in the air, his person had already arrived in front of the red-robed man.
The long sword in his hand chopped out in front of the red-robed man's body, and the black sword body bent and trembled in the air, and when it landed in everyone's line of sight, it was transformed into dozens of black apertures of different sizes.
Dozens of black apertures blossomed in front of the red-robed man.
The red-robed man's face suddenly became incomparably snow-white, and the huge sword in his hand that had just been raised upwards froze in the air.
It was already meaningless.
He simply couldn't sense when the real sword shadows from the dozens of circles of light in front of him at this moment would fall, and with just this one distraction, he had completely lost track of that withered leaf-like small sword before that silver-colored small sword of his.
"Poof"......
It seemed to be just a soft sound, yet countless wounds appeared on the red-robed man's body at the same time, spraying out countless thin arrows of blood.
There was a muffled sound when.
The ancient copper-colored giant sword in the red-robed man's hand crashed hard to the ground.
Immediately afterward, his body also powerlessly and miserably fell to the ground.
The silver-colored flying sword was like a silver ray of light in the air, falling into a compound in the fish market in the back.
"How could it be..."
The red-robed man looked exceptionally miserable, even his hair was wet with his own blood, his face was splattered with countless beads of blood, and his body was shaking uncontrollably as it felt exceptionally cold due to the massive loss of blood.
He was shocked and bewildered as he looked at Li Daoji who began to deal with his back wounds in silence, his pale lips slightly opening and closing, "How could you possibly defeat me?"
Li Daoji pulled out with some difficulty the several wooden thorns that were deeply nailed into his back, and at the same time used his foot to pick up the remnants of the sword wrapped in cloth that had fallen under the acacia tree.
He did not look at the red-robed man, nor did he care about the line of blood seeping out from the corner of his lips, he just slowly turned around and walked towards the carriage on the side.
"Why?"
The red-robed man screamed out as he lost control of his emotions, "Obviously your flying swords and sword skills are above mine, why did you not dare to go out of the White Sheep Cave all this time before? Why didn't you just kill me?"
Hearing the man's disoriented yell, Li Daoji slowly turned his body around.
In a voice that only the two could hear, he said in a clear and cold voice, "I don't come out of the White Sheep Cave not because I'm afraid of you, it's just that I don't have to prove anything. I won't kill you because we Han people have already died per se without a few left, Yu Daoan, my former senior brother, you are also considered my only relative in this world."
Li Daoji's figure disappeared into the carriage.
The carriage, whose axles were already somewhat rattling, began to slowly drive away.
The red-robed man was momentarily lost in thought as he sat on the ground, he even forgot to stop his own bleeding first.
The surrounding streets and alleys that were dead silent after the battle ended were suddenly filled with countless sounds of cold breaths and horrified voices.
"Who the hell is that person!"
"What kind of sword technique did that person use!"
......
The fight between this man named Yu Daoan and Li Daoji was in fact very short, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it was perhaps not at all as vicious and thrilling as the fight between the rest of the Fifth Realm cultivators.
Because in some of the battles they had seen concerning flying swords, those flying swords were harsh and treacherous to the extreme, those flying swords sometimes fell dramatically from the sky like lines of rain, sometimes swept low against the ground, stirring up large swaths of dust, hidden in the dust and mist, and even flew out of the ground without a sound, or circled around behind a wall and stabbed through it.
In those battles, the flying swords of both sides would tangle in the air for an unknown number of times, and the flying sparks would blossom into countless golden sparks on the sides of both cultivators.
However, many of the people around the fish market were not ordinary people, so in their eyes, the battle between Li Daoji and Yu Daoan that lasted just a few breaths was much more dangerous and suffocating.
Yu Daoan's flying sword folding in the beginning, that kind of simple decisive killing intent that makes it difficult to resist even if you know the changes, often comes from the hands of practitioners who have experienced many army killings.
Because in the midst of that kind of chaotic battle, they had to resolve the threatening opponents around them faster and simpler, or else as soon as they were entangled, they were likely to be killed by the usually unthreatening sword masters around them.
And in the next instant, Yu Daoan even directly swallowed the potential stimulating elixir, this kind of battle formation dan sword cooperation dan sword dao, is the original long extinct dahan dynasty's cultivators commonly used means.
However, with the demise of the Great Han Dynasty, such pills have become more and more rare, and the practitioners who are able to skillfully utilize the Dan Sword Dao in such a way are also becoming more and more rare.
Rarely seen meant harder to deal with.
Yet such a strong person was unable to defeat that sword master who had left in a carriage.
Moreover, that Sword Master seemed to be an unknown, unsung figure in Changling.
At least at this moment, many of the people in the Fish Market who had extraordinary knowledge did not recognize Li Daoji at all.
