Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 407 - 407 406 Life and Death Moment

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Hou Niao, like a meteorite in a loss of control, was falling, but his speed was far slower than the range of Water Arrows.

The only thing he could do was to counterattack with a sword; his Flying Sword struck against the flow, a typical delayed sword move of a Sword Cultivator.

The attacker clearly did not want to drag the battle out for too long.

To bully the weaker and still dawdle was just asking for trouble.

Completely disregarding the incoming Flying Sword, instead, after the waterfall of Water Arrows, they added a Water Tornado and were also preparing a third spell, the Heavy Water Skill.

The goal was simply to ensure that once the young cultivator was entangled by the Water Arrows, he would not be given any chance at all and would be taken down in one fell swoop.

This was the confidence of a Golden Core Cultivator, both in his attack and in his defense.

Indeed, the Flying Sword could not penetrate his Protective Qi, and he didn’t even need to use the defensive treasure he had prepared.

From this, it was evident that the penetration power of this Sword Cultivator’s Flying Sword was far from outstanding, which matched the assessment of how long this person had been cultivating.

The battle must be swift and decisive.

Being discovered in such a situation was very disadvantageous; it would put both his sect and himself at a disadvantage, meaning that in the future, the Shan Sect Nascent Transformation Sword Cultivators could take him on freely.

He definitely did not want to ruin his reputation here.

When he was still two hundred feet from the ground, the Water Arrow waterfall caught up with him, and at the same time, he drew back his Flying Sword into his Purple Mansion.

He knew that to prolong the fight with a Golden Core Cultivator was a path to death; the huge gap in cultivation would become more apparent as time dragged on.

Therefore, he decided on the first three moves—make or break on this.

His Flying Sword shot out once again, but to the opponent’s eyes, a very strange scene unfolded—the Sword Cultivator’s body had disappeared?

The first thought of the Golden Core Cultivator was whether his opponent had used some method to hide his presence?

Could it deceive his senses?

But his careful search yielded nothing!

Cultivation ironclad rule: similar methods of concealment could not escape the suppression of realm, especially not within such a brief moment.

In the entire sky, aside from the Sword Cultivator’s Flying Sword, there was nothing else that could indicate the Sword Cultivator’s presence, which was very strange.

Flying Sword?

He reacted instantly, but it was too late.

The power on the Flying Sword this time was completely different from the last; it instantly penetrated his Protective Qi and shattered his spare defensive treasure.

Just when he thought he had narrowly avoided the attack, the Sword Cultivator suddenly appeared beside him, his longsword slashing down rapidly.

The whole process was smooth and seamless, without the slightest bit of stiffness that one might expect from the transformation between man and sword.

In his centuries of interactions with Shan Sect Sword Cultivators, this was the first time he had witnessed such swordsmanship.

It completely overturned his understanding.

And it indeed inflicted significant damage on him; a large gash was opened under his ribs, and Sword Energy surged in.

While it was not enough to directly incapacitate him, it prevented him from utilizing his full combat strength, requiring him to adjust some of his mana to suppress the rampant Sword Energy.

In a critical moment, his body triggered a Magic Burst, a cloud of mana burst indiscriminately from him as the center, pushing Hou Niao a hundred feet away while he escaped to a safe distance.

Even though he was injured, he could still kill his opponent, as long as he prevented him from getting close again!

But in his urgency, he had forgotten that his opponent had a peculiar skill of bringing his Flying Sword close to him; just as Hou Niao was pushed back, he immediately transformed into a Sword Spirit, and the Flying Sword arrived in an instant, drastically closing the distance that the Golden Core Cultivator had barely opened.

It was the same cycle again; the Flying Sword broke through the Protective Qi, shattered the defensive treasure, and then, as soon as it appeared, it struck!

The Golden Core was trapped in a vicious cycle, unable to escape the relentless aggression that clung to him like a plaster.

When close, he would slash; when distant, he would launch his Flying Sword—an endless barrage of attacks from his opponent!

He also tried to find a gap when the opponent transformed from the Flying Sword to a solid body, but to his despair, the entire process was seamless, somehow the Flying Sword crazily circling around him had turned into a living person.

The person was the sword, and the sword was the person.

In his skill tree, he could not find a way to escape his predicament.

Instead, he continuously got injured while trying—from under his ribs, then his arm, and then his side.

Sword Energy poured into him more and more until he suddenly realized if he didn’t think of something soon, it wouldn’t be about whether or not he could defeat his opponent, but rather if he might leave his life here.

He decided to use his last resort, Barrier Escape.

When Hou Niao once again transformed into the fierce spinning Flying Sword, the Golden Core suddenly began to detonate the treasures in his hands, not just one, but multiple in succession.

The intense spatial tremor was a tremendous pressure for both sides, but while he bore it in his original form, his opponent countered with the embodiment of the Flying Sword, creating a difference in their impacts.

The Flying Sword was more severely affected.

In the midst of the continuous tremors caused by the exploding treasures, the Golden Core formed hand seals and seemingly touched the void; mana surged forth, rapidly forming a very rare golden Thunderbolt Barrier.

This was also his strongest barrier, with a wide range, densely filled with thunderbolts within—not deadly, but able to continuously disrupt the opponent, especially effective against swords.

As a cultivator from the Wu Sect, the sword cultivators of the Shan Sect were their primary hypothetical enemies; almost every cultivator practiced one or two skills specifically targeted against Flying Swords, also prepping for potential large-scale conflicts in the future.

The finely frequent Thunderbolts could endlessly disrupt the connection between the Flying Sword and the Sword Cultivator.

Normally, in such a barrier, the Flying Sword would quickly lose control.

According to his plan, this would also affect the Sword Cultivator’s peculiar Body Sword Conversion; by maintaining a certain distance and keeping himself out of range of the Flying Sword, even if his current mana was only fifty percent of his peak, he would still wear down the Sword Cultivator.

He had not considered leaving, even though he had sustained several injuries.

A Golden Core Cultivator being slashed up like this by a Tongtian Realm Sword Cultivator was not something to be proud of.

Under the continuous strikes of the Golden Thunderbolts, the Flying Sword became slower and slower, yet it still struggled; feeling the effect, the Golden Core couldn’t help but increase his mana output, making the Thunderbolts even denser, as if a Flying Sword was dragging countless lightning bolts around it.

The Golden Core faced a choice—pull away immediately?

Or continue using the Golden Thunderbolts to wear down and control his opponent?

According to his senses, his opponent couldn’t complete the Body Sword Conversion under the continual strikes of the Thunderbolts.

He chose the latter; since the Thunderbolt Barrier was effective, there was no need to try other methods.

The fight turned into a test of strength, maintaining a massive barrier not a small drain on a cultivator; after enduring for a few breaths, the Golden Core felt something was off?

The Flying Sword was slower, yet it was still moving, as if it had developed a tolerance to the Thunderbolts?

Before he could react and understand why this was happening, the Flying Sword suddenly vibrated, as if transforming into Thunderbolt itself, and struck with incredible swiftness…

This time, the Golden Core of the Wu Sect couldn’t dodge the critical strike; in the instant the Flying Sword pierced his heart, he finally understood where he had gone wrong.

This cunning Sword Cultivator had actually mastered the Thunderbolt Flying Sword!

A celestial phenomenon of Dao dissipation rose up in the sky.