Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword-Chapter 47 - Ambush in White Jade Valley

Moreover, Zhou Heng maintained good relations with the people of Black Water Hall and had even won the attention of Heavenly Treasure Pavilion; such a person should only be secretly eliminated!

Thus, there was an ambush on the road!

Logically, for safety, a Spirit Gathering Realm expert should have been deployed, so Zhou Heng would not have any chance to resist!

Thinking of this, Zhou Heng couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle; he knew his own strength, but White Jade Valley did not.

Wasn’t a Body Refining Twelfth Layer leader already enough?

Even if it was just the Tenth Layer, it would be a sure victory!

Seeing Zhou Heng’s smile, the robust man’s anger surged.

This damn kid dared to smirk; he was courting death.

“Still laughing?

Good, but soon you’ll find even crying impossible!” With that, the robust man swooped toward Zhou Heng, reaching out to grab him.

He was ordered to capture Zhou Heng alive, so naturally, killing him was out of the question.

Zhou Heng performed the Cloud Flying Step, his body deftly slicing through several positions, cleverly dodging the robust man’s attack.

“Eh!” The robust man missed his strike, his face showing a flicker of surprise.

In his view, capturing a mere peak of the Ninth Layer of Body Refinement was as easy as reaching out his hand, yet he had missed, which really surprised him.

“Hmph, you can dodge once, but can you dodge a second time?” He reached out again towards Zhou Heng.

“Seeking death!” A hint of killing intent flashed in Zhou Heng’s eyes.

The two were strangers; thus, there was no personal grudge, but unfortunately, their stances were different, and naturally, he could not submit without a fight.

Clang—the sword emerged from its sheath, Flying Waterfall Sword Technique!

“What!” The robust man backed away hurriedly, but his arm still gained several white marks.

— The Flying Waterfall Sword Technique, one of the Nine Spirit Sect’s three strongest martial arts techniques, had become much more powerful after Zhou Heng’s improvements.

Also, with Zhou Heng’s increased strength, even someone at the Body Refining Twelfth Layer Peak could be caught off guard!

It truly was Nine Spirit Sect’s peerless technique that could strike stronger opponents with a single sword stroke!

Although the robust man had underestimated his opponent, if it hadn’t been for the absolute mystique of the swordsmanship, how could such an effect be achieved?

“Flying Waterfall Sword Technique?” A flicker of astonishment crossed the robust man’s eyes.

“How could you possibly have learned Nine Spirit Sect’s peerless technique?”

Just like the Crimson Flame Burning Heart Palm of White Jade Valley, almost exclusive to the sect master.

“That’s none of your concern!” Zhou Heng gave a faint smile and swirled his sword in a sweeping motion.

“Hmph, the Flying Waterfall Sword Technique is indeed powerful, but it’s unfortunate that you are only at the Ninth Layer of Body Refinement; the gap between us is too great!” exclaimed the robust man, shaking his hands.

“You could never breach my defenses!”

“Haha, once I capture you, our valley will have acquired another peerless technique!”

He laughed heartily, swooping towards Zhou Heng like an eagle pouncing.

Zhou Heng unfurled the Cloud Flying Step beneath his feet, his long sword slashing like lightning, sword strike after sword strike landing on the robust man.

The Flying Waterfall Sword Technique was incredibly profound; Zhou Heng had only managed to truly unleash its power at the Ninth Layer of Body Refinement.

Unfortunately, the gap in strength between him and the robust man was also very apparent.

The sword slashing against him was like cutting into rock, only leaving white marks without even piercing the skin!

The robust man initially dodged a couple of times but, unable to withstand the agility of the Flying Waterfall Sword Technique, he eventually stopped bothering to dodge, letting Zhou Heng hack away, merely protecting crucial areas like the eyes, ears, and groin, pressing step by step purely relying on his superior realm.

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“Kid, this is the difference in realms!” he laughed wildly.

Zhou Heng remained composed; an opponent at the Twelfth Layer of Body Refinement was the best whetstone for him, not to be missed.

“It’s about time this ended!” the robust man suddenly reached out with incredible speed and managed to grab Zhou Heng’s long sword, preventing him from withdrawing it.

“Did you really think I couldn’t handle you?

The Flying Waterfall Sword Technique is indeed profound, but you’ve used it seven or eight times in front of me; do you think I wouldn’t see through it eventually?”

With a forceful pull, Zhou Heng’s sword was immediately wrenched from his grip and snapped into seven or eight pieces!

This was the power of the Twelfth Layer of Body Refinement!

“Kid, obediently come back with me, and you’ll suffer a bit less!”

Zhou Heng sighed and removed the Frost Cold Sword strapped to his back, unraveling the cloth covering it layer by layer.

“You could have lived a bit longer!”

“What?” The robust man laughed furiously.

“You think you can still kill me?”

Zhou Heng had already unwrapped the cloth, revealing the Frost Cold Sword.

Seeing another sword in Zhou Heng’s hand, the robust man’s face twitched.

He had taken so many sword strikes to finally seize the opportunity to grab the opponent’s weapon, only to find that Zhou Heng had brought a second sword!

“Who is this person, carrying two swords!”

You’re not even a dual-sword user!

Clang, the Frost Cold Sword was drawn from its sheath, emitting a crisp, light chant as if protesting to Zhou Heng for being stored away for too long!

The burly man’s face changed as he could instantly tell the sharpness of the sword!

“Scared?” Zhou Heng said blandly, as if stating something utterly mundane.

“Humph, a mere Body Refinement Ninth Layer!” the burly man’s gaze turned severe.

Despite his disdainful expression, he didn’t dare to be careless and vibrated his fists, assuming a peculiar attacking stance.

“This is Tyrant Fist!”

He had already circulated his True Yuan Force throughout his body.

His voice boomed like thunder close to one’s ear, almost capable of knocking someone out alive, “Though it is not comparable to the Flying Waterfall Sword Technique, it still ranks among the top Middle Grade Martial Arts Techniques!”

“With the strength of my three realms higher, a single punch is enough to blow you apart!”

“The young master ordered me to bring back a living person, but he did not specify that the person had to be whole!”

The burly man roared and pushed out a punch, his True Yuan Force surged, condensing the air to form a wave that blasted towards Zhou Heng.

“Tyrant Shadow Thousand Strikes!”

Boom, boom, boom, he continuously struck through the air, creating wave after wave, like the roars of the sea, constantly bombarding Zhou Heng!

He was wary of the advantage of Zhou Heng’s precious sword and did not hesitate to attack from afar using his True Yuan Force, but the power of the Body Refining Twelfth Layer had reached a terrifying extent; even the force emitted into the void could instantly pulverize Zhou Heng’s body!

Zhou Heng snorted coldly, his figure darted forward, and his Divine Sense instantly unfolded.

The situation on the field immediately emerged in his mind with exquisite detail.

—Seventy-four air waves were blasting towards him from different angles!

Using the Cloud Flying Step, Zhou Heng charged forward instead of retreating!

His body moved smoothly like a swimming fish, threading through the waves of air, miraculously carving a path through a mountain of blades!

“How is this possible!” Watching Zhou Heng advance step by step, the burly man felt an indescribable shock surge through him.

He knew that no attack was flawless, there would always be gaps, or rather, vulnerabilities, but through the smooth techniques, these vulnerabilities could continuously be minimized or even concealed!

Tyrant Fist did have flaws, but being listed as a Middle Grade Martial Skill meant these flaws were extremely subtle!

Most crucially, he was executing it with the cultivation of the Body Refining Twelfth Layer, while his opponent was merely at the Ninth Layer!

Before absolute power and speed, so-called vulnerabilities were practically negligible because the weaker opponent simply could not seize that one in a ten thousand, even one in a billion chance!

Yet, what he was witnessing was such a freak, boldly seizing upon those nearly negligible flaws in each move and charge forward unstoppable!

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Heng had already reached him!

—This was the result of both Cloud Flying Step and Zhou Heng’s meticulous Divine Sense working together, neither could be absent.

Sky-soaring Third Form!

Sword Intent crazily circulated, the True Yuan Force inside his body was rapidly drained, Zhou Heng swung a sword that seemed capable of annihilating heaven and earth, dazzlingly brilliant!

A sword slashed through!

Splash, blood spurted three feet high, and this sword strike unexpectedly bisected the burly man!

Zhou Heng suddenly sat down on the ground, the Sky-soaring Nine Forms really were not meant to be exerted by humans, even though he had mastered their mysteries, swinging that sword still depleted all his strength.

If the Flying Waterfall Sword Technique were used, then combined with the Frost Cold Sword it would naturally still guarantee a win, but winning didn’t necessarily mean killing!

His true cultivation level was indeed only at the Body Refinement Ninth Layer; if that burly man had wanted to flee, he simply couldn’t catch up, hence he needed a fatal strike!

—Since the opponent wanted to capture him to face death, Zhou Heng had nothing good to say, just one word: kill!

Being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to oneself; once he made a move, he never showed mercy.

Zhou Heng had this realization when he embarked on the Martial Path.

He searched the burly man’s body, and found nothing but a few silver notes, totaling over five thousand taels.

However, seeing the imprint on the silver notes, Zhou Heng couldn’t help but twitch his lips.

These were unmistakably issued by Heavenly Treasure Pavilion!

Storing the silver notes, he was currently in dire need, naturally not minding taking the dead man’s wealth.

After taking a deep breath, he continued towards the Pingtian Mountain Range.

The grievances with White Jade Valley would one day be settled completely!

Three days later, he returned to the Cold Pool in Jue Valley; at this time, his True Yuan Force had reached its optimal state, ready to break through to the Blood Refinement Realm!

“Eh, which audacious guy dares to intrude into my cave abode?” a voice, resembling a hoarse duck’s, sounded, and a black donkey also appeared in front of Zhou Heng.

“It’s you, you wretched donkey!”

“Your grandpa’s, I’m a Divine Donkey!”

The black donkey snapped at Zhou Heng immediately.