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Chapter 410 - 464 Martial Power

Chapter 410: Chapter 464 Martial Power

These three cultivators, clad in azure Daoist robes, raised their hands, and True Qi surged within. The one in the front pointed at Chen Nan and the other two, "It’s you who did not cherish the opportunity, and now I declare, you all are sentenced to death!"

"The ones destined to die are you!"

Chen Nan stepped forward, his True Qi swirling around him like a fierce wind, causing his clothes to rustle loudly.

Facing powerful cultivators, he was not intimidated in the slightest!

"Still so defiant on the brink of death, face your demise!"

The three cultivators shouted, muttering under their breath as they formed spells with their hands, slicing through the air. Three Flying Swords, like shooting stars, followed their gestures, tearing through the sky towards Chen Nan and his companions.

Chen Nan and Poison Wolf, both masters of the Extreme Speed Step Technique—Slaughter God Seven Steps, dodged to the side, narrowly escaping the lethal strike.

Hua Yunfei, as the foremost disciple of the Desire Palace and whose strength had reached the Ten Layers Heaven Peak, was naturally incomparable to the previous martial artists; he too dodged the attack of the Flying Swords.

"Boom..."

The three Flying Swords struck the ground, True Qi vibrated, and dust flew up, creating a huge crater on the surface.

"Huh?"

The three cultivators frowned slightly, clearly, they did not expect that their move would fail to harm their opponents.

But soon, with a flick of their fingers, the Flying Swords soared into the sky again, spewing sword light, viciously stabbing towards the three.

This time, the Flying Swords were even faster!

True Qi enveloped Chen Nan as he braced himself for combat. As the Flying Swords advanced, he dodged again, but before he could stabilize himself, the sword that had just brushed past him turned around and stabbed toward his back.

Such incredible speed!

Chen Nan was shocked, no wonder these cultivators could instantly kill martial artists of the same level; the speed of these Flying Swords was indeed too much for an ordinary person to handle.

"Shh..."

A cold gleam passed by, trailing a string of blood droplets.

When Chen Nan tried to dodge, he was ultimately a step too slow, and his left chest was sliced open, the fresh blood pouring out, the wound deep enough to be one centimeter into the flesh.

"Hiss..."

Chen Nan sharply inhaled due to the pain, but before he could steady himself, the Flying Sword attacked him again.

Chen Nan’s body shook, and purplish-gold True Qi diffused around him; a purple lightning continuously flickered in his palm.

He felt that these cultivators probably specialized in long-range attacks, and with incredibly fast speed at that, simply dodging was not an adequate strategy. The only way to gain an advantage was to confront the difficulty, capture their Flying Swords, then close in for hand-to-hand combat—only then could he have a real chance!

After all, martial artists excel in close combat.

"Bang!"

As the Flying Sword struck, just when it was about to pierce Chen Nan’s chest, his Thunderbolt Hand slapped down on the blade of the sword.

"Ting..."

The Flying Sword emitted a tremulous sound, and sword light scattered as Chen Nan’s strike diverted it slightly to one side, shooting past him.

Chen Nan was deeply startled.

He was very aware of the attack power of his Thunderbolt Hand; if it had been an ordinary iron sword, his slap would have definitely deformed it, even breaking it, but this Flying Sword shifted its trajectory slightly without a scratch.

Cultivators excel in Artifact Refining; these Flying Swords were tempered through countless hammerings, and their toughness was naturally incomparable to ordinary steel.

The cultivator who attacked Chen Nan was also surprised; this mere Ninth Layer insect had managed to hold his own against him for so long, even able to deflect the direction of his Flying Sword—this was definitely beyond his expectations.

After all, he could instantly kill martial artists at the Ten Layers, hence he naturally did not consider the Ninth Layer significant.

On the other side, Poison Wolf and Hua Yunfei also suffered greatly.

It was their first time fighting against cultivators, and they were not very familiar with their attack methods. For a while, they were battered and embarrassed, but taking their lives was not an easy task.

"Chaotic Blade Eighteen Swords!"

The cultivator fighting against Chen Nan was truly enraged, and with an angry roar, he directly executed his killing move.

Being able to stand off for so long against someone from the Ninth Layered Heaven greatly annoyed him, so he prepared to slay Chen Nan in one fell swoop!

As the cultivator’s voice fell, the Flying Sword in the air suddenly clanged and split into eighteen Flying Swords, each flashing with cold light and a sky-reaching killing aura.

"Slashe them!"

He formed a spell with his hands and waved both arms, sending the eighteen Flying Swords pouring down on Chen Nan like a rain of swords.

Eighteen streaks of cold light, like the Milky Way pouring down, pierced through the void like silk ribbons, shooting intensely towards Chen Nan, intending to pierce through his body with one strike.

Chen Nan was greatly shocked in his heart.

He had never fought a cultivator before, and seeing the Flying Sword suddenly split into eighteen, he felt a surge of alarm. He quickly released his Protective True Qi, dodged to avoid the Flying Swords while also swinging his Thunderbolt Hand.

"Sssh..."

A streak of cold light brought up a spray of blood as it grazed Chen Nan’s shoulder, nearly decapitating him.

Although Chen Nan tried hard to evade, the speed of the Flying Swords was simply too fast, constantly slashing at his body.

Since he had started his journey in the martial world at the age of sixteen, he had been in countless battles, but even when he fought beyond his level, he had never felt as suffocated as he did today.

Unable to even touch the corner of his opponent’s clothes, he could only be surrounded and attacked by the opponent’s weapon, defensively reacting.

In just a few minutes, Chen Nan already had several wounds on his body, and his clothes were torn and soaked in blood. Fortunately, these were just flesh wounds and not fatal.

"You motherf***er!"

Chen Nan was completely enraged, and after roaring, the War Blood in his body boiled.

Like an enraged lion, his eyes emitted a faint purplish-gold glow. The aura around his body doubled, his palms danced with thunder and lightning, and he raised his Thunderbolt Hand high, striking fiercely at a Flying Sword that shot towards him head-on.

The purplish-gold palm vibrated the void, bringing up a wild Gang Wind. With a slap, it struck the Flying Sword.

"Hum..."

The Flying Sword trembled from his blow.

With his momentum unabated, Chen Nan tried his best to evade the other Flying Swords’ attacks while continuously striking down at the Flying Sword in front of him.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Sounds akin to hammering iron echoed as Chen Nan’s Thunderbolt Hand continuously struck the same spot on the Flying Sword, intent on shattering it.

As Chen Nan’s attacks grew more fierce, the purplish-gold light in his hands gradually converged. Eventually, there was no trace of energy fluctuation in his hands, as if he had no inner strength left at all, but the might of his purplish-gold palm’s attack multiplied several times over.

"Crack..."

With a palm strike devoid of any Inner Strength fluctuation, only a "crack" was heard as the Flying Sword developed a crack!

It was only at this moment that Chen Nan truly comprehended the essence of Thunderbolt Hand.

The strongest attack of Thunderbolt Hand was not inflicting harm with Inner Strength, but rather, concentrating Inner Strength in the palm to shatter everything with a pure fleshly palm, shaking the heavens.

This is the Thunderbolt True Hand!

This is the true power of Martial Arts!