Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 396 - 390 The Path to Ultimate Strength 5

Chapter 396: Chapter 390 The Path to Ultimate Strength 5

"Surround and kill!"

The moment the elder raised his hand.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed towards Lin Xin from all directions.

Roars of lions erupted. Shadows of majestic lions appeared on all of them, some driven by Spiritual Energy, others by Inner Qi.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten lions charged at Lin Xin.

"Trash like you shouldn’t embarrass yourself here!"

Lin Xin growled lowly, and the Red Flower Sword in his hand suddenly exploded with a burst of silver light, like a large sphere, thunderously blasting all the Lion Fist Sect disciples who were charging at him.

Bang!!

People flew chaotically in every direction, some hitting trees, others rolling on the ground, and still others crashing into their own kind, together spitting blood.

Lin Xin, holding the sword with one hand, still maintained the posture from his sword strike, blade raised high, his body faintly radiating a strong aura of blood.

"Not bad!"

The two giants stored their Golden Fights and stormed towards Lin Xin with large strides.

Even without the Golden Fights, a faint golden Phoenix mark still glimmered on their bodies, releasing a halo of light.

"Formlessness...!" The two took several steps forward, then suddenly charged.

Their massive bodies started circling around Lin Xin.

Their speed increased rapidly, becoming more and more urgent. In just a moment, they transformed into two golden bands of light.

Ao!!

Amid the fierce lion’s roars, all the others stepped back, giving the two enough space.

Lin Xin, holding his sword, felt his aura of blood grow thicker. His mouth cracked into a smirk as he looked around, his murderous intent becoming more apparent.

"Wind Demon!"

In an instant, the two golden bands transformed into two golden Phoenixes, crossing each other as they slashed towards him.

Crack!!

Lin Xin tilted his head back, narrowly dodging the golden scissor blades.

The blades were mere centimeters from his eyes, so close that he could clearly see the tiny white electric arcs shimmering on their surface.

As the scissors passed, Lin Xin sneered, his blade swiftly slashing forward.

From top to bottom, both ferocious power and speed burst forth instantly, with over a hundred points of terrifying momentum exploding in an instant and smashing down on the middle of the golden scissors.

Thud!!

A dull huge sound erupted, and golden light splattered, quickly fading to reveal the motion within.

Two fair-skinned giants knelt in front of Lin Xin, their four hands and that golden Phoenix funnel firmly holding against the strike from the Red Flower Sword.

Creaking noises continuously spread.

"Hey!"

Lin Xin pressed down hard.

Boom!!

A sudden explosion beneath the giants’ knees shattered the ground, creating a wide crater more than ten meters across.

Crack...

Unexpectedly, a fine crack appeared on the Red Flower Sword in Lin Xin’s hand.

This Foundation Establishment Divine Weapon, forged in his younger days, finally could not withstand any more battle.

Its finest material was only Third Grade initially, and now Lin Xin’s battles were at least Fourth Grade.

Previously, it was only due to the infusion of Demonic Qi and Spiritual Energy and the enhancement through attribute points that it had lasted until now.

But with today’s high-intensity battle, the Red Flower Sword finally could not hold up any longer.

After all, it was only a Third Grade Divine Weapon.

Clang!!

Suddenly, the upper half of the Red Flower Sword broke off, flying out and spinning, stabbing into the ground not far away.

Lin Xin looked somewhat stunned, then suddenly punched forward fiercely, striking the Golden Fight in front of him.

Boom!!

The enormous force and speed directly threw the two giants high into the air. They dragged a long black mark on the ground, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and could not get up again.

In just a moment, he had simultaneously defeated and severely injured two Fourth Grade masters who possessed Divine Weapons!

The members of the Lion Fist Sect suddenly felt as if they had bitten off more than they could chew. The two elders exchanged glances and simultaneously stepped forward.

"Dao Seeking realm, no wonder he’s so arrogant."

However, Lin Xin, holding the broken sword, was somewhat surprised. He completely ignored the others around him and stretched out his hand to take back the broken half of the blade.

Ever since he started practicing Demonic Arts, he no longer resonated with the Red Flower Sword, which was a key reason for the blade’s long absence of nourishment, leading to its breakage.

"Such a pity..." He flipped the broken sword and handle back together, sheathing it. Then he stretched out his hand, and from his palm, a blood-red Demonic Sword, almost identical to the Red Flower Sword, emerged.

As the blade condensed, in the next moment, he leaped forward instead of retreating, directly approaching the two frontmost elders.

"Lion King Fist!"

One of the elders made a small leap, his body actually disappearing from the ground, then reappeared below Lin Xin, his right arm like a golden drill, roaring with a lion’s roar as it smashed towards Lin Xin.

But the fist had not yet come within half a meter of him.

A fierce and violent aura suddenly burst forth from Lin Xin.

He counter-attacked with a backward diagonal slash of his sword.

Boom!

In the resounding crash, the blood-colored sword blade exploded, and the elder behind was thrown far away by the tremendous force, his body’s energy in disarray, barely stabilizing in midair.

"Such immense strength!" When he looked again at Lin Xin, his eyes were full of shock.

Only then did he realize that his two proud disciples were actually not a match for their opponent even when combined.

"Big brother!"

The other person, holding a Jade Ruyi, threw it towards Lin Xin.

The Ruyi shot out, growing larger and larger, then transformed into a figure taller than a man, aligning itself mid-air towards Lin Xin and releasing a green halo that shone over his whole body.

"Such a boring trick."

Lin Xin let himself be enveloped, his body flashed with Demonic Qi. With a jolt of power, he forcibly reached out and tore apart the light screen in front of him.

Crack!

All the green light shattered like crystal, turning into a large amount of debris scattering all around.

The second elder also spat out blood and kept retreating, clearly suffering from a severe backlash.

The disciples of the Lion Fist Sect around them were also frightened, seeing even their signature treasure’s Spiritual Light forcibly shattered; this man’s strength was clearly on a completely different level from theirs.

Qing Shishan stood in the distance, his complexion deathly pale, clearly not expecting Lin Xin to be so formidable.

After all, this place was gathered with four Fourth Grade giants, two of which even held top-level Secret Treasures that even Yuan Jing the ancestor feared, yet they still could not handle this man.

This was simply...

"Boring...too boring..." Lin Xin, carrying his sword, looked around with an extremely disappointed gaze.

He faintly felt his blood beginning to burn, but just as it started, the people around him wilted, causing an indescribable flame in his heart that had nowhere to vent. The more this happened, the more irritated he became.

"Really...it’s been a while since I’ve killed someone..."

He licked his lips, his eyes revealing strands of killing intent.

Although he was clearly aware that he was only playing the role of an ultimate madman, somehow, he found himself unexpectedly fitting this image perfectly, as if deep in his soul, he was meant to be this way.

To abandon everything, to disregard everything, all for the sake of fighting!

What ethics and morals, what righteous devils, no restraints, no frameworks, everyone standing in front of him must be killed!

"Not good! This guy is turning demonic! Retreat! Retreat quickly!" One of the elders, with keen senses, immediately noticed that Lin Xin was not in his right state.

Whiz!

A blood-red line flashed by momentarily, and Lin Xin was unknowingly already standing in front of him, his sword blade raised high, as if in a slashing posture.

Crack...bam!

The elder’s complexion stiffened, he touched his neck and then his vision skewed, his eyes darkened and he saw nothing else.

His head slid right off his neck, and the Protective Aura and various talismans on his body were completely useless.

Blood sprayed out from the severed neck like mist.

Suddenly, Lin Xin’s body twisted strangely, a golden light grazed past his waist. It narrowly missed hitting his back.

Boom!

Golden flames exploded, accompanied by the cry of a phoenix, clearly the power of that same treasure again.

"Go!"

The rest of the Lion Fist Sect’s people retreated frantically, the two giants were combining forces to hold the Golden Phoenix Fight, their foreheads covered with fine beads of sweat.

Even this sneak attack failed to hit the target. Disbelief appeared in their eyes.

"Qiankun Unlimited, Ghosts and Gods without Equals!"

The remaining elder spat a mouthful of blood onto a black cloth in front of him, and the cloth began to whirl up, moving to envelop Lin Xin.

"Let’s go!" After doing this, he swept his wide sleeve, taking everyone around him, and with a flash of golden Escape Light, the group simultaneously disappeared.

"Hey!"

Lin Xin turned around, the sword in his hand started trembling fiercely. A rich to the extreme mix of Demonic Qi and blood began to condense and compress.

Blood light gradually brightened in his hands.

"Escape Skill?"

He stared mockingly at the place where they disappeared. The sword blade slowly lifted.

A huge amount of Demonic Qi compressed within the blade, the entire surrounding air seemed to tremble.

Fine multicolored lines continuously emerged from him, some heavy, some cold, some sharp, some scorching—this was all the Taoist Intent he had comprehended so far, now simultaneously attached to the Demonic Sword.

Lin Xin’s eyeballs slowly turned red. His long hair wildly fluttered behind him.

The spot where he stood, an almost tangible presence completely froze the nearby air still.

The air, the sounds, even the sunlight, all slightly distorted and contaminated by Demonic Qi.

"Die...."

He raised the sword, his voice containing a hint of sickness.

Boom!!!

The Demonic Sword slashed forward. The blade became massively larger and longer.

The entire forest shimmered in black. It seemed as though all things lost their original colors. Between heaven and earth, only that black and red Demonic Sword slashed straight forward, growing longer and longer.

Whizz.....!!

The sword blade cleaved through the black cloth, then the trees, rocks, soil, slant, everything in its path, splitting everything instantly in two.

The people of Lion Fist Sect who had just emerged from the ground with the Escape Skill felt a chill on their backs, turned their heads, and were instantly engulfed by the black Demonic Light.

The Demonic Sword had grown to over ten meters tall and several meters wide, cutting down with a single slash.

With a thunderous noise.

From above, looking down, the entire forest suddenly gained a terrifying sword mark stretching several miles in just a moment.

Where the sword mark passed, everything turned into powder. Leaving behind a terrifyingly deep chasm of over ten meters.

The blasting winds spread outward continuously, causing the nearby trees to also sway unsteadily.

A few breaths later, the Demonic Sword gradually faded and disappeared.