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Chapter 200 - 145: Grass, Wood, Bamboo, and Stone Can All Become Swords_2

Chapter 200: Chapter 145: Grass, Wood, Bamboo, and Stone Can All Become Swords_2

And Ma Hong pointed at Lin Xing, "Kill him!"

On the roof, Du Chuang said in shock, "Master... is this... Sword Control Technique?"

Xuan Jizi fell silent all at once.

He prided himself on his extensive knowledge, familiar with various sect’s methods of Sword Control, and even knew several different corresponding recipes for enhancing the legacy of the Sword Hero.

But at this moment, he could only sigh, "This man is truly an extraordinary wonder within the path of the Sword Hero."

"However, by doing this, he has thoroughly enraged Ma Hong, and what comes next will be even more dangerous."

On the other side, following Ma Hong’s command, the army and the six cadres on the scene had already made their moves.

Hundreds of soldiers swiftly brought up their muskets, ready to take aim at Lin Xing.

But at the next moment, they saw Lin Xing’s sword finger raise slightly, and six flying shuttles brought with them a rolling thunderous sound, heading towards the crowd.

The unremarkable-looking flying shuttles suddenly burst forth with astonishing speed.

Most people on the scene had not even clearly discerned the trajectory of the shuttles when, in the next moment, they saw blood blossoms bloom within the crowd.

The astonishing Sword Intent and indestructible alloy, at supersonic speeds, unleashed a terrifying destructive force. In an instant, they pierced through the bodies of over a dozen people in six different directions, leaving behind a sky full of blood mist.

But this was just the beginning. As the flying shuttles advanced, an even more terrifying, destructive force burst forth from within them in the eyes of the crowd.

Blinding flashes, violent shockwaves, scorching shrapnel...

It was as if six grand flowers had bloomed amidst the crowd at that moment, instantly swallowing one life after another.

Such earth-shattering power naturally caused chaos among the crowd.

Many soldiers at the back didn’t even know what had happened; they only saw the explosive blasts and the flames and smoke shooting up into the sky, showing a hint of confusion in their eyes.

In this brief moment of chaos, the six cadres beside Ma Hong decisively took action.

Over the years, as the Fifth Elder of the Zhou Tian Sect, Ma Hong had eradicated countless sects, subdued many experts, and acquired numerous sect inheritances.

With such abundant resources, each of the six individuals before him had been carefully selected and nurtured by Ma Hong.

Not only did they possess their own unique abilities, but their bodies were also implanted with Gu worms by Ma Hong and had been taking Dragon Tiger Extreme Joy Powder for many years, completely under his control.

The skills practiced by the six, and the advancements in their cultivation, had all been meticulously planned by Ma Hong so that these six cadres could collaborate effectively in battle, compensating for his own weaknesses as the Second Poison Master in direct combat.

Among these six, the first to act was an elderly man with white hair.

With a low hum from Ma Hong, the old man groaned and fell to the ground.

His developed power, known as the Pain-transfer Technique, allowed him to transmit the physical agony to his opponent without any reservation.

Every time they fought, as soon as Ma Hong’s low hum awakened the poison worms inside the old man’s body, it would stimulate the worms to wriggle back and forth, unleashing waves of excruciating pain to all his extremities.

Although this ability could only transfer pure pain and not inflict any damage on the enemy, it could have a significant impact during combat.

Especially in combination with the poison worms Ma Hong had implanted in him, the intense pain was enough to destroy anyone’s will to fight.

In past encounters with various masters while accompanied by Ma Hong, it only took one move by the old man for the opponent to be in so much pain that they would kneel to the ground. The surrounding cadres and disciples would swarm in, and any expert would be chopped into mincemeat.

Such intense pain, even after multiple uses, was something the old man could hardly bear. If not for Ma Hong’s coercion, he would never want to use this technique for the rest of his life.

For instance, at this moment, under the torment of the poison worms, he was in so much pain that he knelt on the ground, almost unable to move, barely managing to look towards the battlefield in front of him.

Then, he couldn’t help but widen his eyes as the astonishment in his mind temporarily suppressed the pain in his body.

The man controlling swords in front of him appeared completely composed, his demeanor full of calm and self-assurance. Where was even the slightest hint of suffering?

At this moment, he was completely baffled, "How is this possible? Even if he is the second inheritor and I am only the first, despite the gap in realms, my Pain-transfer Technique should have been weakened, but he shouldn’t be completely unaffected!"

At this moment, the old man wondered if there was something wrong with his Pain-transfer Technique? Was he the only one in pain in the entire place?

Meanwhile, on the other side, one of the six cadres, a young man, swiftly retreated while forming hand seals, then opened his mouth to spit out a stream of black fog.

This was his painstakingly cultivated Sublimation Dark Night Cloud of ten years; under his Spiritual Manipulation, the black fog from his mouth could always envelop the opponent, greatly weakening their five senses and even severely affecting their spiritual vision and Dharma Eye.

In past battles, he had hid behind the lines countless times, using this technique to render the enemy virtually blind, who would then be shot dead in the ensuing chaos.

"Even if you are a Sword Hero of the second inheritance and the impact on you is much less, in the midst of thousands of troops, a single misstep could lead to being shot dead by stray bullets, especially when your senses have been suddenly impaired..."

As he used this technique, the young man continually retreated.

As it was in usual battles, he only needed to release this technique and then hide away.