The Northern Sword God

The Northern Sword God
The Water Chakra uses Blood


"Singg !" the sabre from the opposing SAINT further caused Xong Hui Yong to falter. Clearly he felt defeated in combat strength when facing a sword attack, a white-moustached SAINT who was at level four SAINT.


While his cultivation level was still at level two SAINT. The difference in strength of the two felt completely different and made it difficult for Xong Hui Yong.


Repeatedly Xong Hui Yong had only relied on agility techniques while twisting the sword in his hand, for the sake of performing defense techniques while avoiding the clash of power fights.


"Rest !" the thunderous cries of the MUSTachioed SAINT within the movement of the 'Twelve Steps Sword of Death' technique'


"End is my history" Xong Hui Yung's inner voice as he was thrown several spears backward with a chest that felt tight.


Meanwhile his opponent party the white-moustached SAINT was chasing with a deadly stab, that was the Twelve Steps Death Sword's strange technique.


"Suiitttt" the sound of the sword squeaked, locking onto Xong Hui Yong's chest.


However, Xong Hui Yong was suddenly reminded of something. The left and right hands quickly took out something from within the spatial ring.


In a flung back motion, he threw the object given by the Bat King, towards the white mustachioed SAINT whose sword was now getting closer, 60 cun away from his chest (60 cun equals 2 meters).


"Gush !"


"Explosion of Lightning" a cursing cry shot out from Xong Hui Yong's bibr


How surprised the white mustachioed SAINT was when he saw a lightning bolt, then followed by other lightning emerged from the void and stung him.


"Bad 'em !" snapped, he managed to escape from the lightning sting cage in a mess.


The white-moustached SAINT was now engulfed in deep anger. His eyes lit up with increasingly thick killing intent.


"Prepares to Die !" his sword again gave off an aura of death.


He executed the Twelve Steps Sword Technique of Death Sword, intending to finish off Xong Hui Yong at full strength.


The sound of his sword let out a squeaking sound, locking onto Xong Hui Yong's neck. The SAINT felt an awkwardness.


"There's something weird.. Why not be as scared as before? Does he still have a ruse up his sleeve?" thought the white mustache SAINT. He's getting serious and cautious


"SUuiittt !" When the distance of the sword in his hand was left 30 cun away from the target, suddenly the mustache-mouthed SAINT heard Xong Hui Yong's snaps.


"Building !"


"Generic !"


As the curse sounds from Xong Hui Yong, the mustachioed SAINT suddenly turned petrified, and his condition was Freeze. The SAINT was shocked and tried to thrash, but he was already struck by the curse of the Petrify Amulet.


The white mustachioed SAINT's eyeballs looked ethereal in panic. He screamed but all was silent. Seconds by seconds passed, entering the second second he was still petrified in the air, floating in silence.


Then before he further thought of anything, and at the third second, a shimmering sword belonging to Xong Hui Yong very quickly scratched, splitting his chest, making all the contents of the mustache-mouthed SAINT organ disintegrate, falling splattered onto the ground. The SAINT who was feared in the Western region died in a state of curiosity.


Xong Hui Yong spat in disdain when he saw the mustache-mouthed SAINT corpse that fell to the ground like a wet sack that was thrown out. His body floated into a hole under the old Tree of Dedalu.


******


As the female SAGE wand froze in petrify as it stared at the three Gorgon head masks, in the same second, it sounded SAGE the black barbarian man screamed in despair.


At that moment the black shirt felt the blood liquid on his body being absorbed by an invisible force, while his fresh blood clot seemed to fly rapidly towards Sima Yong.


"Singgg !" the red and silver-colored sword slashed violently splitting the blood and causing an extremely violent explosion. That technique is the forbidden technique of the Water Chakra, which is to borrow all the power and energy of water and then use it to kill the opponent.


In this case, because the use of water is replaced with blood (both liquid objects), the effect of the strength that arises is tens of times stronger than borrowing ordinary hydropower.


"Wush - Wush" two red-colored sword light that contained Qi energy of at least 80 million jin split the female SAGE and the black-clothed SAGE, making their bodies explode leaving behind clumps of formless flesh.


Sima Yong stared at the lump of flesh that fell like a huja to the ground. He was amazed using the Water Chakra, yet borrowed the opponent's blood strength.


Sima Yong flew into the dungeon, overtaking Wei Park and the Cloud Lord and Earth Lord of the Light Religion. While inside that dungeon, Sima Yong saw that all the members of their group had freed Prince Ju Qin and the others.


"Are you guys okay? Asked him and replied that they were fine, but their health condition was still weak because they were held captive and poisoned all this time.


It was then when Sima Yong's gaze was directed and looked towards Yu Mian and the other two Dong Xing generals "you guys are great too. Able to defeat all SAINTS above your cultivation"


While blushing embarrassed Yu Mian said,


"I spent all the battle amulets earlier. Well, we have to hurry, right?


After all, my opponent was at a level far above me. The amulet helped. Thank you Bianfu Wang" Yu Mian nodded towards Sima Yong and replied with a smile.


Wei Park and Xong Hui Yong also smiled wryly. "We also spent battle talismans in pursuit of a quickly settled battle" they said.


Sima Yong calmed the three members by saying that the work they were doing was perfect.


"Now let's split the task, who brings who to escape"


He then arranged for himself to take Prince Ju Qin on the run, Fei Ma would be with Jiang Fai and Wan Hui. Ju Lianyi the prince's teacher was going with Wei Park and the Earth Lord, Xong Hui Yong went with Zhang Junda, Yu Mian was going to bring Hua Shen and the Cloud Master.


"We will meet at Mount Du Hua, near the border with the Western region of Lau. Let me pave the way" Sima Yong said, after all agreed to meet at the secret location of Hua Mountain.


"Let's prince, never take your grip off this belt of mine" Sima Yong told Prince Ju Qin. "Fine" Prince Ju Qin replied briefly. Chest thumping. Will they be able to escape from this Great Eagles Palace?


******


The figure of seven heroes shot by blowing up the tunnel door out of the Tree of Dedalu,


"Outside !"


The small field shook violently when the tunnel door was blown up by Sima Yong. The shock to the point of making the hall where Prince Ju Kai's coronation was shaken violently.


"Inbreather !"


"Inbreather !"


The coronation hall was instantly topsy-turvy as things went awry. Ju Kai stared furiously when he saw his inauguration to the Crown Prince come to a standstill,


"Bad ! Someone deliberately sabotaged this inauguration event"


Ju Kai shouted out loudly'


"Sabotage ! The rebels are trying to sabotage this inauguration. Find out where the source is and then kill the unreserved !"


"Wush - Wush"


Hundreds of experts flew towards the small field at the back of the palace. Those experts consisted of hundreds of Nine-star and eight-star Sect and Clan envoys. Everyone was curious to see, who was the one who bravely made a fuss at the grand inauguration.


When Sima Yong and his comrades came out of the prisoner's burrow, and had just breathed in fresh air, their eyes were locked around the field. Hundreds of martial experts stood watching their activities, while the sky was filled with twenty gigantic spirit ships, locking all directions of the windshield.


There were about 1000 ground troops who had raised their gendewa, with arrows locking towards the seven newly emerged heroes. All were ready to launch arrows, waiting for the layer of the field protector array to be opened


The seven heroes along with the prisoners they escaped were staring at the threat of thousands of arrows, the look of pity from hundreds of top practitioners of the Central Region, and the, and the vicious gazes of the twenty Spirit Warships were above the air.


*Connected*


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