Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 379 - 318: The True Function of Taotie (6010 words, request for recommendations and monthly votes) _1

Chapter 379: Chapter 318: The True Function of Taotie (6010 words, request for recommendations and monthly votes) _1

Xiahou Ying did not understand the source of his sense of crisis.

Li Xuan’s instantaneous thousand cuts? Ridiculous. A magical cultivator from the distance at the ninth house level and simultaneously practicing the Light Fire Duality Technique couldn’t do it, so how could Li Xuan?

So was it due to the opponent’s blade technique? This also was unreal.

Li Xuan’s ice-thunder blade technique had only reached the middle stage of the ’Yi’ phase, and his Great Rectitude Martial Intention was a bit stronger, but it was only in the latter phase of the ’Yi’. These were not worth mentioning in front of him.

While the power to cause damage was slightly more impressive, there were two magical instruments on this person that enhanced his strength and his amplification of "The Song of Integrity" which made Li Xuan’s Hao Qi brilliant and boundless.

Even Xiahou Ying himself dared not oppose the blade edge of Li Xuan with his body.

These aspects alone, however, did not offer an explanation for his near paralyzing sense of danger.

"Die!"

Xiahou Ying didn’t have time to think, he instinctively responded with his strongest attack.

In an instant, countless black bamboo swords gathered around him like a dragon, seeming to surge and wash over Li Xuan like a mighty river.

He thought that no matter what kind of technique Li Xuan had, as long as he was extinguished before it sprouted, then the danger would not be called dangerous.

However, at this moment, Xiahou Ying saw a strong light flashing in front of him.

It happened to coincide with sunrise, the sunlight from the horizon shone on the endless curtain of blades slashed out by Li Xuan. In Xiahou Ying’s eyes, it was like a sun shining blindingly.

So fast!

This was Xiahou Ying’s first impression. At this time, Li Xuan’s sword speed had begun to exceed Xiahou Ying’s visual limit, leaving a large number of blade residual images in his field of vision.

So strong!

This was Xiahou Ying’s second impression. At that moment, his bamboo sword tide, which seemed to surge like a giant black dragon under his control, had already begun to confront Li Xuan’s blade curtain.

However, his bamboo swords shattered upon contact.

"Ding ding ding ding ding——"

In the sharp and piercing continuous sound, those bamboo swords were continuously swept away, shattered, and even scattered. Li Xuan’s two long knives were not only sharp beyond comparison, but their weight was also as heavy as a mountain.

The blade pointed to where none could resist!

That original black cloud-like sword tide quickly began to thin and was swept away emptily by Li Xuan’s blade curtain.

In the original ’blink’, the idea was the time it took a person to blink. However, in the quarter blink of an eye when the two fought again, Li Xuan slashed a thousand and three hundred twenty knives, shattering Xiahou Ying’s ’Silent World’ and slashing the unrivaled edge to Xiahou Ying’s eyes.

"This slashing speed, it’s impossible!"

Xiahou Ying’s pupils contracted fiercely, and he condensed two black long swords in each of his hands, beginning to use the Bamboo Sword’s Intent to resist Li Xuan’s blade violence.

He transformed himself into a ’thousand attacks and still resilient, withstand the winds from all four directions’ bamboo, intending to use his own resiliency and softness to cope with the endless blade tide in front of him. Despite being pressured by Li Xuan’s dual blades to the point of being flustered, he maintained it all while constantly retreating.

Li Xuan’s slashing speed had reached three times his own, even more, and was climbing ceaselessly.

The other party didn’t have many specific techniques, only a series of continuous heavy slashes.

But under this extreme slashing speed, it seemed that no kind of sword intent or sword charm had any effect.

The problem was, how could such blade technique possibly come from a Wu cultivator at the fifth house level?

And at this moment, at a height of tens of thousands of meters, the girl in the golden armor also contracted her pupils.

"This is the ’Phantom Electric Slash’ from the Huandian Knife. After it is launched, it continues with three thousand strikes."

The shock and disbelief filled her divine consciousness transmitted to the sword-controlling young man, "But even if the ’Phantom Electric Slash’ is practiced to the extreme, it can’t achieve a real instantaneous thousand cuts."

At this time, Li Xuan had already launched a thousand five hundred thirty-two strikes in half a blink of an eye!

The sword-controlling young man had no words to say, he could only clutch his fist tightly: "He should have used some secret technique that we don’t know to drive it, theoretically, he shouldn’t be able to hold on for long——"

Below, Li Xuan’s tide of blades was still continuing, moving forward to sixteen hundred strikes.

Indeed, bamboo is very tough, but as long as his sword speed is fast enough, and the blade he slashed is sharp enough, then there is no bamboo that he can’t cut in this world!

If it still can’t be cut, keep cutting, the second knife, the third knife, endless, infinite! Until it’s cut apart.

At this time, there were already a dozen bloody gashes on Xiahou Ying’s body-- all were wounds inflicted by Li Xuan. Although not very deep, they were all filled with blood-colored ice crystals that were difficult to melt for a while.

Li Xuan’s blending of ice and thunder made his blade edge and blade intent abundant with cold power. His Cold Power Zhenyuan and ’The Frozen Cold’, even Xiahou Ying, a strong contender at the tenth house level of cultivation, could not ignore.

Especially at the moment Li Xuan’s ’one instant thousand cuts’ hit, Xiahou Ying had no spare energy to resist.

At this time, Li Xuan’s dazzling tide of blades was about to engulf him.

"In two blinks, one thousand nine hundred blades——" Bloodshot already appeared in Xiahou Ying’s pupils. "What kind of secret technique are you using?"

This guy, how could he slash so fast and also infuse each blade with power that does not lose to the nine heavy house level Wu cultivator?

Bang!

That was the sound of the two swords in Xiahou Ying’s hand being smashed apart. His sword was made up of a collection of bamboo leaf swords, which could assemble and disassemble at will. In the less than two blinks of time just now, the sword in his hand had collapsed six times, each time being restored in a moment.

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