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Chapter 663 - 62: Sword Madman Breaks Longevity, Whale Fishing Finally Appears in the World

Chapter 663: Chapter 62: Sword Madman Breaks Longevity, Whale Fishing Finally Appears in the World

Sword Qi roared, but the roaring of the Sword Qi was hard-pressed to suppress the clamor of the bronze tripod in Li Guanyi’s ears. The force he had absorbed from Qin Yulong just moments before was pushed down, as wisps of azure-green Qi Mechanism gathered inside the bronze tripod like gathering storm clouds.

Yet, they struggled to transform into Jade Liquid.

They merely circulated within in a state of Primordial Qi, as if incredibly heavy.

The bronze tripod’s roar continued without cessation.

As if struck by a sledgehammer!

Ordinarily, when Li Guanyi extracted power from this bronze tripod, his blood Qi would react, but at this moment, it was different. Currently in the stage of gathering Primordial Qi, it directly shook his blood Qi, making Li Guanyi grunt in discomfort.

His own Qi Mechanism tumultuously surged.

In the next moment, the cultivation of the Qingpao Changsheng had unexpectedly returned to its original state.

Incessant and uninterrupted, manifesting supreme purity without flaw, he even counterattacked with a palm toward Sword Madman; Murong Longtu here awaited combat with a Martial Arts master. If visited in friendship, there was wine, tea, and freshly peeled lotus seeds for the offering.

But if someone like this one made a move that aimed straight for Li Guanyi’s face,

They would also face Murong Longtu’s sword.

The Palm Skills of the Qingpao Changsheng were elusive and composed, seemingly filled with endless Vitality, unfolding before Li Guanyi’s eyes. With Li Guanyi’s current martial arts expertise, he could discern the many variations within, discerning at least a hundred trajectories in that single palm strike.

Every method had endless adaptations.

So much so that they were boundless and uninterrupted.

Li Guanyi imagining himself in the midst of it, even with the backing of Qilin Power and a military formation, would undoubtedly be unable to survive a single move, being struck directly and perishing instantly.

Murong Longtu shifted his movement technique, appearing by the Longevity Guest’s side with a speed that Li Guanyi could hardly capture, raising his hand with a sword strike, the Sword Qi chilling, piercing the wrist of this top Martial Artist, then following through to cleave open the flesh from wrist to arm.

Blood poured out torrentially, yet not a drop fell, as if alive.

The Longevity Guest’s cultivation was broken.

But what was even more astonishing was that Murong Longtu had cut along the operating trajectory of the Longevity Guest’s cultivation!

How does one observe Martial Arts to comprehend the Tao?

It is to display Martial Arts to the utmost!

Murong Longtu’s sword move was absolute, breaking defenses multiple times within moments, and every time Sword Madman’s Sword Qi lashed out, the Longevity Guest’s injuries would heal in an instant. A subtle and incomparably skillful palm strike was avoided by Sword Madman.

The Longevity Guest’s palm strike missed its mark.

It fell upon the surface of the water.

The river collapsed directly and maintained the palm imprint shape for a few seconds before water from the surroundings rushed in, colliding and creating a vortex-like state, roaring like thunder. The boat, which could accommodate around ten people, wasn’t too small, bobbing up and down in the currents.

Li Guanyi bore the reverberations of absorbing Primordial Qi with the bronze tripod, which caused his blood Qi to billow.

He held Shaking Light in one arm and flitted backwards, raising the Battle Halberd in his hand to swing, the Dharma Form let out a roar, tearing apart the splattering Jin Qi, then as he looked up, he saw Mr. Siming in a state of panic, shouting, "Hey, hey, hey, you two fight by yourselves, don’t involve this old man, ah!"

"I don’t have your kind of Martial Arts!"

"Damn, I’m dodging!"

Mr. Siming scrambled and stumbled in utmost disarray, yet he somehow managed to dodge the aftershocks of their fight at impossible angles, and if he encountered something truly unavoidable, he would reach out to grab.

The old man grabbed his Mystic Turtle Dharma Form.

And put it up in front of him.

Clang, clang, clang!

With many aftershocks hitting the Dharma Form, the old man didn’t get hurt at all.

Seeing that Mr. Siming was disheveled yet safe, Li Guanyi let out a sigh of relief, only to look up and see Murong Longtu and the Longevity Guest already off the boat, battling everywhere. Sword Madman’s Sword Qi chopped and tore,

following the Longevity Guest’s cultivation flow to dissect his meridians and bones.

Thus, any Martial Artist could directly see how the Qingpao Changsheng was said to operate his cultivation.

At the same time, the Qingpao Changsheng also had an endless succession of extraordinary moves.

Sword Madman also had to dodge murderous moves and avoid Absolute Skills.

One had peerless sword techniques, either ruthless or domineering, swinging freely; the other seemed indifferent to his own wounds, fighting fiercely with both power and momentum, gradually regaining the upper hand.

Li Guanyi saw that Murong Longtu was also injured.

As he worried, he saw the elder laughing heartily, and his injuries healed in the blink of an eye.

He counterattacked with a sword slash.

With a continuation of grandeur.

What was merely Sword Qi seemed like thunder when it came crashing down.

Li Guanyi finally realized something: Sword Madman was known for his lethal combat prowess; the Longevity Guest for his unending Vitality. But the so-called "areas of expertise" were merely relative to their own level of mastery.

Sword Madman’s lethality and the Longevity Guest’s indestructibility were indeed world-shaking techniques.

Yet, with the life force of Sword Madman and the lethal prowess of the Longevity Guest,

They could also vanquish other Grandmasters.

"Kid, come this way!"

Mr. Siming’s voice came through, and Li Guanyi, together with Shaking Light, moved that way. Old Si Ming then picked up his Mystic Turtle Dharma Form and aimed the turtle’s shell toward the ongoing battle outside. This Dharma Form was said to be from the ancient times, one that bore the He Tu and Luo Shu.

It was considerably larger than the one Li Guanyi had, a mere fragment compared to it.

Mr. Siming would often sit on the back of the Mystic Turtle Dharma Form during his travels, letting it carry him as it dashed ahead. Now, the elder took Li Guanyi and Shaking Light with him, huddling behind the Mystic Turtle Dharma Form, well-hidden indeed.