Chapter 490: I Borrow the Raging Rain to Gift You Li Ren Tears

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Chapter 490: Chapter 490: I Borrow the Raging Rain to Gift You Li Ren Tears Through the crack, she saw the situation on the rooftop, where a Wing Blade was weaving in and out, disassembling all thirteen Close Defense Guns on the rooftop. More than thirty people were split in two. On the left side, another Wing Blade was harvesting. On the right side, yet another. Three Wing Blades, one on the left, one on the right, and one above, with clear division of labor, achieving excellent results. In the center of the encirclement, Blood Trace was entangled by a master and couldn’t break free. Although Blue Demon relied on her incredibly fast movement technique to move back and forth, with the appearance of a Nirvana, she became a fish in the net. Despite her agile movements, she could no longer harm anyone. Lin Xiaosu was the most courageous, fighting his way to the base of the castle. Neither Awakener nor Nirvana could stop his advance, yet too many people gathered at the entrance of the ancient castle... Could the entire journey truly succeed? A sliver of doubt rose in Saintess Qian Ling’s heart. But at this point, they could only fight! She took a deep breath, and two tree branches suddenly extended infinitely. One pointed at the Nirvana in front of Blue Demon, and the other pointed at Baofeng. This was her strategy. First, liberate these two forces! However, just as the two tree branches extended, a figure flashed in the air! Lightning streaked across the sky, shocking Saintess Qian Ling. This person was the face she had researched the most during this time. John Chaispur! Venerable Hydra Snake! The Lord stepped into the air, and with a fierce stretch of his hand, his fingernails suddenly extended into two green blades. The blades, like Heavenly Swords, fell into the void, cutting Saintess Qian Ling’s two glowing tree branches in half! With all this! Saintess Qian Ling let out a muted groan as her entire body’s energy and blood surged chaotically. She took a deep breath, and the tree at her feet went wild. Crazy growth, crazy spiraling, this was her second move powered by all her Spiritual Power, Spirit Control of Ten Thousand Woods! No longer focusing on precise slaughter, but completely controlling an area of heaven and earth! However, the Lord stomped down! A tremendous quake ensued. The ancient tree beneath her feet shattered to pieces! Breaking inch by inch! The tree turned to debris! The connection between Saintess Qian Ling and the tree was directly severed, and she fell with countless fallen leaves and broken branches. Swoosh! A flash of green light before her, like a demonic sword emerging from the Abyssal. Two fingernails extended infinitely, transforming into a sharp sword, piercing straight at her brow. This was the Venerable Hydra Snake. Executing a sequence of three attacks, the first broke the Spirit Control of Thousand Mountains, the second destroyed the Spirit Control of Ten Thousand Woods, and the third aimed straight for Saintess Qian Ling’s life. His movement technique was as fast as instant teleportation. His strength was overwhelmingly extraordinary. His attacks were incomparably bizarre. Even a peerless Heavenly Pride from ten thousand years ago, when their cultivation was far from restored, was no match for such a surpassing hero beyond Nirvana. Just as this strike was about to pierce through Saintess Qian Ling’s brow. Swoosh! A supremely sharp sword light sliced through the rain and fog. A person appeared out of nowhere in front of Saintess Qian Ling! Lin Xiaosu! He used a move, Separation, to strike the two green fingernails. The Green Nail Sword recoiled, like two green lightning bolts, slicing through the rain and fog, shooting left and right at Lin Xiaosu. Lin Xiaosu vertically raised his hand, and a sword arose. This sword, Severing Emotion! Whoosh! The endless wind and rain seemed to clear away. The Lord’s two green fingernail swords swung far out. As the sword fell, it was like a mountain toppling! Straight at the Lord. The Lord’s two fingernails suddenly retracted, shielding his face. Bang! When the sword met the green fingernails, with them as the center, within a ten-meter radius, all the fallen leaves and broken branches flew up. Above them, wind and rain could not penetrate. Lin Xiaosu’s hair flew high. The Lord’s white hair also flew high. It was an incredibly bizarre scene. Originally just a narrow longsword, and two even narrower fingernails, under their hands, portrayed an overwhelming majesty. "Lin Xiaosu!" The Lord laughed loudly, "You surely never expected, that I sincerely awaited your arrival today!" In the storm, his voice seemed to carry a magical power. With a magical penetrative force. His voice reached Saintess Qian Ling’s ears, sending a chill through her entire body. She had once discussed with Lin Xiaosu. She had told Lin Xiaosu: If the Venerable Hydra Snake knew you were targeting him, perhaps he would be very excited. Because this gave him a chance to survive a desperate situation, giving him a chance to regain the "Life-threatening List" stolen by Lin Xiaosu. And now it was confirmed! The Venerable Hydra Snake indeed had this belief. "In your understanding, me coming here gives you a glimmer of survival opportunity, is it?" Lin Xiaosu’s voice was calm. "Isn’t it?" The Venerable Hydra Snake laughed wildly. "You want an opportunity, but alas... heaven does not grant it to you!" As Lin Xiaosu’s voice fell, he gently lifted the sword in his hand, drawing a graceful trajectory. This sword! Had none of the sharpness of Separation. None of the overwhelming might of Severing Emotion. None of the inevitable killing intent inherent to any swordsmanship. But only a trace of charm. It no longer seemed like he was wielding a sword, but a paintbrush. Under the paintbrush, he painted not a battle on the field, but Mist Rain Jiangnan! As the sword passed, the Lord’s expression suddenly changed. His face was filled with disbelief. The intense killing intent throughout the scene seemed to be dissipated by this incredibly beautiful sword. Countless people watched this sword in astonishment. Gazing at the scroll of Jiangnan mist rain created by this sword, looking at the person within who has completely lost composure... The Lord’s face seemed to flicker with endless emotions in an instant. His green eyes, from which that glimmer of green light burst forth, at this moment, seemed to shatter into pieces. Suddenly, with a swish, a blood sword shot out from his forehead. In the blink of an eye, blood swords burst out from all over his body. Slowly, slowly... He fell backward with his face upward. The torrential rain poured, the fierce wind howled. In that misty scroll, Lin Xiaosu, like a fan with his sword, gently fanned away all the gloom... "Lord!" countless people shouted in unison. Filled with terror, filled with disbelief. They all knew the Lord was omnipotent. The Lord was a god in this End of Dharma Era. Whether it was the elders in politics, the moguls in commerce, or various top-level Heavenly Pride, all were mere pawns within the Lord’s grasp; yet today, a young man from Daxia swept across Luoba State and ended the Lord’s life in his stronghold just like that. The rest of them truly smelled the breath of the apocalypse. Fear, madness... Swish! Blood Mark Nine Shadows combined into one, repelling Baofeng with a strike. Suddenly appeared in front of Blue Demon: "This... what kind of sword move is this?" His voice was so agitated. Because he was an Ancient Martial Cultivator, he was extremely sensitive to Sword Dao. He had never seen such a sword, so beautiful, so inconceivable, as if it contained the ultimate secrets of Sword Dao. Blue Demon’s eyes shone like stars, the entire galaxy seemed to unfold instantly, her voice drifted over, carrying endless sentiment: "I finally understand why he chose to strike today!" Choosing today to strike was only for one reason, which he repeatedly mentioned: typhoon and rainstorm! The typhoon and rainstorm were not just climatic features. Choosing such weather to strike was not merely opportunistic. But it involved his ultimate Sword Dao! This sword, Li Ren Tears! Originally Lin Xiaosu couldn’t perform it, but Blue Demon had once seen it on a submarine in the South Sea. He had also frankly told her, I can’t perform this sword at this stage, I can only borrow water to execute. Borrowing water to execute was the fundamental reason he chose stormy weather to annihilate the Nine Headed Snake’s lair. He could perform this move, completely surpassing his cultivation level, in the rainstorm! This sword, invincible under heaven! His approach to enemies was not just in warfare strategy but also in knowing oneself and knowing the enemy. All things in nature were his pawns in the game! Including the weather! Saintess Qian Ling’s eyes also brightened. She was so shocked... In the End of Dharma Era, he actually comprehended Sword Intent! Only she knew, this beautiful sword move contained a secret of Sword Dao: Sword Intent! What is Sword Intent? The will of Sword Dao! Sword Intent is established on a deep understanding of sword moves, on a thorough understanding of one’s own True Qi, and further on a magical harmony with Sword Dao. This beautiful sword move originally started with Observing Heaven as its basis. He hadn’t entered Observing Heaven, originally couldn’t perform, but with Sword Intent, he borrowed water to perform. Such comprehension, such harmony with Sword Dao, this... Isn’t this an unparalleled, once-in-a-lifetime Heavenly Pride? Such an unparalleled Heavenly Pride like you, yet you sever your own path of Cultivation... An odd feeling suddenly rose in Saintess Qian Ling’s heart... Somewhat pained, infinitely regretful... "Ah!" a wild cry. Like a storm passing. Baofeng went completely mad! As his body rose, the typhoon seemed to become his garment, sweeping up a tall tree from its roots behind him, and he, as the forefront of the typhoon, struck towards Lin Xiaosu. However, this wild wind, upon entering the Jiangnan mist rain circle created by Lin Xiaosu, suddenly turned into a gentle breeze! Lin Xiaosu waved lightly, like a refined gentleman from Jiangnan opening a folding fan. Baofeng’s figure floated downward! Szzz! A drop of water transformed into a sword! Pierced through his forehead. With a soft sound, Baofeng’s head burst open. After fiercely battling Blood Trace King twice, Baofeng hadn’t fallen behind. Named after the wind, his combat power significantly increased in the typhoon season, yet before Lin Xiaosu, he was just a drop of spring rain in Jiangnan! This is the Third Form of Li Ren Swordsmanship: Li Ren Tears. This is Sword Tao Will: Sword Intent! The whole ancient fort suddenly went into chaos... Countless people went mad! They originally waited leisurely, thinking the unwise would come to die, but now it has been proven, the incoming person isn’t here to die, they are the true killing god! All of a sudden, everyone at the Nine Headed Snake Headquarters became trapped beasts! Kill! Blue Demon flashed out, killed three men! Blood Mark Nine Shadows appeared, hard to distinguish between real and illusory! Saintess Qian Ling took a deep breath, plants crazily grew! The three Wing Blades were in puppet mode today, with slaughter programs pre-implanted, able to kill all living things except for their four, Wing Blades darted swiftly, high and low slaughter reaching extremes. And Lin Xiaosu, having killed the Lord, no longer needed to conceal, fully entering Li Ren Tears mode. Drifting to and fro, wherever he went, all turned into Mist Rain Jiangnan. Whether Genetic People, Awakeners, or Nirvanas, once entering his domain, were all like withered blossoms in the rain, gently wiped away. Even robots, once entering this domain, became riddled with holes in an instant. This domain, visibly breathtakingly beautiful. Only by entering it would you know its terror. The slightest drizzle and fog were all swords! Swords, everywhere! All of a sudden, the line advanced, unstoppable.

Chapter 490: I Borrow the Raging Rain to Gift You Li Ren Tears

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