Chapter 173: Revised - 172 Borrowing the Head on Your Shoulders for a Moment (Please Subscribe)

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Chapter 173: Revised: Chapter 172 Borrowing the Head on Your Shoulders for a Moment (Please Subscribe) Slash! Slash! Slash! No less than three burly men, unable to dodge, were directly cut at the waist into two halves. Moreover, two of them, although timely putting their weapons by their side, still couldn’t withstand it at all, and were sent flying like rag dolls. The surging power was like striking a cow from across a mountain, rushing into their internal organs along their weapons. With thunderous vibrations, it directly shattered their internal organs. In an instant, the two of them spewed blood violently from their mouths, collapsed to the ground, and soon lost all signs of life. At this moment, it was Fang Yuan who struck. His strength had already reached the late-stage Inner Cultivation, nearly at its peak level, with violent power and extremely high strength. Not to mention that these were merely Martial Artists at the External Forging Level, even Inner Cultivation Martial Artists were scarcely able to withstand it. "Soul Energy +345, +341, +484, +246, +471, +841..." Looking at the continuously increasing soul energy, Bai Ziyue’s face remained calm, yet he felt a bit excited inside. The new race returned; this action, his gains were likely substantial. Additionally, it was worth mentioning that Bai Ziyue also noticed that as his strength increased, the soul energy absorption range gradually started to expand. For instance, initially, only when creatures within his ten-meter range died could his soul energy increase. Now, this distance had tripled, reaching thirty meters. This accelerated the speed at which his soul energy increased significantly. Especially under the current chaotic battle outbreak... "Continue the assault!" Luo Su and Fang Yuan exchanged a glance, yelled fiercely, and delved in again. One agile and the other furious, both with considerable strength, even when encountering one or two experts occasionally, they could quickly crush them. Bai Ziyue followed behind them, seemingly receiving proper care. Soon, they reached the innermost area, where a burly man, standing at nearly two meters tall with husky shoulders and aggressive eyesight, pounced instantly. "Kill!" With a fierce shout, Luo Su took the lead, and his sword light was like starlight, swiftly stabbing forward. Simultaneously, Fang Yuan’s body trembled, and his wide long saber swiftly moved in an arc, splitting down forcefully as if cutting Mount Hua. "Get lost!" The vigorous man’s eyes widened like a copper bell, and the wide long saber, as tall as two meters in his hand, instantly swung. Clang! With a resonant clash, the long saber directly knocked Luo Su’s long sword aside and clashed fiercely with Fang Yuan’s wide long saber. "What powerful strength." Fang Yuan’s expression changed as he retreated swiftly three or four steps, surprisingly falling behind in the true power comparison. "Hmph!" However, the vigorous man didn’t gain any advantage, letting out a muffled snort with a hint of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. Clearly, in the previous encounter, he suffered a hidden loss. In terms of strength, his physical prowess naturally was far superior to ordinary people, so despite just stepping into the Inner Cultivation Realm recently, he surpassed Fang Yuan, who was at the late-stage Inner Cultivation. However, Fang Yuan’s Martial Arts Realm was higher, which naturally meant his control over his internal power was far superior, easily channeling his power to penetrate and affect the man’s internal organs, causing injuries internally. "Strength is strong, but you still have to die." Fang Yuan paused slightly, made a minor adjustment, and suddenly a sharp light burst forth in his eyes. The saber body once again struck horizontally, and his body rotated half a step, resembling a spiral motion. Whoosh! Whoosh! A whirlwind swirled, making it seem as though the entire world might be sliced in half by this saber. Vortex Saber! The vigorous man’s expression changed, quickly raising his long saber to block. Clang! The vigorous man paused, and an intense rush of qi and blood surged up, causing extreme discomfort. Barely managing to suppress it, another saber came down, and his internal organs were constantly impacted, pounding like a grand bell and drum within his heart and lungs. Clang! Clang! Clang! One saber after another followed, under the Vortex Saber’s influence, Fang Yuan’s whole body spun like a whirlwind, reaching the ultimate speed. The vigorous man kept raising his long saber in an attempt to block, but with each attempt, a spurt of blood escaped his mouth, and the internal organs, resembling being minced inside, continued to rupture and shatter. Finally, after barely blocking four or five strikes, his body trembled violently. A mouthful of thick blood and flesh mixed with fragments of his internal organs was expelled forcefully. Then his body stiffened, and his gaze scattered, turning incredibly hollow. Bang! With a resounding impact, his body fell straight backward and never rose again. "Martial Artists’ confrontations aren’t just about strength." Letting out a cold laugh, Fang Yuan also slightly exhaled, only then turning his gaze to Luo Su and Bai Ziyue standing beside him. Luo Su now was nonchalantly inching closer to Bai Ziyue, wearing a smiling face, and said, "Brother Bai..." "What? Not planning to keep pretending, ready to make a move?" Bai Ziyue looked over with a half-smile. *He had already sensed the oddities in the two of them long ago; previously he just cooperated to see what kind of trick they planned to pull.* *Now it was clear that the two intended to reveal their true intentions.* Luo Su’s expression changed, and Fang Yuan’s gaze also turned solemn. "Brother Bai, what do you mean by this? I just wanted to take advantage of the fewer people to borrow something from you, really, you misunderstood me." Luo Su’s face turned red, appearing anxiously wronged. "Oh? What is it?" Bai Ziyue asked in cooperation. "Your head." Luo Su’s eyes widened, his expression suddenly turning fierce and brutal. The long sword transformed into a flash of lightning, stabbing out at high speed. Vaguely, it seemed as if there were glimmers of cold brilliance, erupting from the tip of the sword, causing the air near the sword tip to tremble and twist slightly. That strike was extremely fast. "Alas, he still made his move. *He’s only bringing trouble upon himself in the end.*" Bai Ziyue let out a sigh, the long saber swirling like white clouds in the sky, rolling violently. In the instant it pressed down, the surrounding air exploded with a bang. Boom! The long sword was instantly knocked flying, and then the long saber crushed down like breaking bamboo. Poof! With a crisp sound, a human head rose to the sky. With a thud, it fell to the ground, rolling towards Fang Yuan, the face staring straight at him, the eyes filled with a strong sense of confusion and disbelief. "How is that possible?" Fang Yuan’s face changed dramatically, almost unable to believe his eyes. Luo Su was dead? *Even in the moment he failed to react, he was already dead.* *And he died at the hands of someone whose power was far inferior to his own?*" "In this world, nothing is impossible." Bai Ziyue spoke, his figure swiftly sweeping out like green smoke. His feet trod lightly on the ground, silent and traceless, graceful and natural. At that moment, he was using lightweight skill, Seven-Star Chasing the Moon! Even though he had not yet reached entry level in this light body technique, his speed had already drastically increased with the support of inner strength. "Inner Cultivation Realm? No, you are at the Inner Power Realm..." *Fang Yuan’s heart raced wildly, his face instantly turning pale.* *He couldn’t believe Bai Ziyue’s true power far exceeded his expectations,* *not only surpassing the External Forging and Internal Cultivation level but already reaching the Inner Power Realm.* *Inner Power Realm, possessing inner strength inside the body, is unimaginably powerful, utterly unmatched by martial artists of External Forging and Internal Cultivation.* *Though he was confident, he knew he was nowhere near a match for such a tier of martial artist.* Without thinking further, he turned and fled. "Bai Ziyue, you can’t kill me. If you do, you won’t escape the consequences..." Fang Yuan shouted as he ran. "Noisy!" Bai Ziyue moved like lightning, closing in on Fang Yuan in an instant, then stabbed rapidly. Poof! Suddenly plunged deep into his back. Fang Yuan’s body stiffened, trying to turn to say something, but as he opened his mouth, blood surged forth, preventing any sound from being made. "If you had known, what was the point of your actions then?" Bai Ziyue’s saber flashed, ending his life completely, then withdrew the blade. "Soul Energy +1523." Seeing the increase in soul energy numbers in his eyes, and the substantial increase in his soul energy reaching almost sixty thousand points in such a short time, his expression remained calm. After slaying Fang Yuan, he did not pause for a moment, instantly darting through to a tightly closed door. Even before entering this hall, he had already sensed that there was another person inside this room. Even if the person’s breath was extremely light, barely audible like mosquito buzzing, and the presence thoroughly concealed, it still did not escape his acute perception. Saber light slashed. Boom! The tightly closed door suddenly shattered open. In an instant, the scene inside unfolded before him. Countless weapons were laid out in disarray, gleaming coldly—long sabers, sharp swords, warhammers, long spears, halberds... everything was available. It was evidently a storage warehouse of the Nine Seals Weapon Workshop. However, at the instant Bai Ziyue was about to enter the room, as many as three long spears suddenly shot towards him like arrows. Bai Ziyue’s expression remained unchanged, the long saber flashed swiftly like a startling rainbow. Only the clanging sound was continuously heard, and the three long spears were knocked away by him. But at the moment he knocked the spears away, a slightly corpulent body darted swiftly like a wild goose. A thick long saber flashed swiftly, chopping down quickly. "If you were to leave now, I wouldn’t want to trouble you. But you insisted on meddling, so I can’t be blamed for this." A cold voice followed. "Hmph!" Bai Ziyue snorted coldly, the saber light swirling again, directly blocking the attack. Ching! A clang of weapons clashing resonated, Bai Ziyue’s hand lightened, and his long saber broke. His face changed, and Bai Ziyue reacted instantly, retreating explosively with even more speed than he had advanced. Boom! The threshold shattered, leaving a deep saber mark directly on the ground.

Chapter 173: Revised - 172 Borrowing the Head on Your Shoulders for a Moment (Please Subscribe)

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