Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 205, Flying Fire Blade

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Chapter 205: Chapter 205, Flying Fire Blade

"You keep attacking."

Chu Ming held the Blue Red Sword in his right hand and said lightly to Yue’Er.

"Hmm!"

Yue’Er nodded, and the green Treasure Sword in her hand stabbed forward fiercely, a green ripple spreading across her sword. At its tip, a mist-like vapor enveloped Chu Ming, but behind the mist was a sharp Sword Aura.

Clang!

Sparks flew from the collision of the swords, ripples spreading out, and the second dream-like sword quickly stabbed towards Chu Ming’s left shoulder. Chu Ming’s wrist flicked, and the Blue Red Sword easily blocked the second sword. As the ripples continued to spread, the third sword came, directly aiming at Chu Ming’s forehead, each sword faster and more elusive than the last.

Clang clang clang!

If it were any swordsman with less skill than Chu Ming, they would have already been defeated. In such a short time, it didn’t even matter whether one could spot the flaw.

"Snow Rain Falling!"

The third sword was blocked, and the green Longsword in Yue’Er’s hand drew a circle. As the circle formed, the previously undispersed green ripples silently shattered, turning into a green misty rain that completely enveloped Chu Ming. This misty rain was dream-like, even with closed eyes, one could feel the ethereal beauty that didn’t seem to belong to this world. It seemed that this green misty rain not only enveloped Chu Ming’s body but also his soul.

But who would know, hidden behind the green misty rain, was a deadly green Sword Light, blended secretly within the mist, coming quietly and unnoticed.

Splat!

The green misty rain parted, the Sword Light shattered, and at the same time, another extremely sharp Sword Light burst forth, directly aiming for Yue’Er’s face.

"Ah!"

Yue’Er stepped back four paces in fright.

Chu Ming smiled, sheathed the Blue Red Sword, and said, "Like this, your Swordsmanship has improved greatly. In the future, you only need to practice Basic Swordsmanship a few more times, and your sword speed will definitely get faster and sharper."

"Thank you, Young Master Chu!"

A light flashed in Yue’Er’s eyes. In her eyes, Chu Ming didn’t seem like a young swordsman at all but more like a Sword Dao Master who had been immersed in Sword Dao for decades, with his unique insights.

After Yue’Er left, Chu Ming continued to wield his sword, while conducting mental simulations of new techniques based on the Phantom Stream Blade in his mind. Incorporating Slaughter Sword Intent and Immortal Sword Intent was necessary, but with Chu Ming’s current comprehension, trying to merge the two Sword Intents into the technique was extraordinarily difficult.

Swish!

A Sword Light shot out from Chu Ming’s hand, like a comet sweeping the moon, slicing through the air and crushing all in its path.

"Maybe I can learn from the Iron Sword King’s martial will!"

Chu Ming was uncertain. As a King of the Life and Death Realm, the Iron Sword King must have incorporated his Immortal Sword Intent into his techniques. Chu Ming had observed his Immortal Sword Intent before, and it still bore some faint traces. However, whether he could comprehend anything from it remained uncertain in his mind.

Continuously pondering over the Iron Sword King’s Immortal Sword Intent, Chu Ming’s mental realm entered a tranquil state, and he unconsciously began to practice the Phantom Stream Blade over and over. For a while, the Sword Light tightly filled the courtyard, with layers of sword shadows completely enveloping it.

"No, here I can add some Slaughter Sword Intent!"

After completing one round of the Phantom Stream Blade, a sudden revelation struck Chu Ming. In a flash, a scorching red light cut across, overwhelmingly domineering, instantly expelling all airwaves in its path.

"It can be even purer!"

Chu Ming thought, and insights about the technique in his mind flashed like aurora. At this moment, he felt his body infinitely close to the true meaning of Sword Dao.

Swish!

Once again, a red light slashed across. This time, the red light was completely different from before. The previous red light was truly domineering, but this red light, while appearing domineering, was actually nimble and ethereal, like fallen leaves in autumn, susceptible to any slight breeze changing its trajectory, rendering the opponent indefensible.

For three whole days, Chu Ming stood in the courtyard, experimenting with new techniques. Although it wasn’t fully formed yet, the prototype had taken shape.

"This move, once used, is as unavoidable as Flying Fire Blade, leaving the opponent nowhere to hide. Let’s call it Flying Fire Blade."

The Flying Fire Blade contained many of his unique insights into Sword Dao and also included the Slaughter Sword Intent, with a strong immersive quality. Martial Artists with unstable wills could easily be affected by the Slaughter Sword Intent within.

With the prototype in place, Chu Ming’s next task was to gradually perfect it. A technique can only improve through constant refinement.

However, just at this moment, Lin Qingxuan found Chu Ming.

"Young Hero Chu, I have an unusual request!"

Lin Qingxuan said hesitantly, looking as if he wanted to speak but held back.

"Please, go ahead!"

Chu Ming said. These past few days, the Lin Family had treated him well. If there was any way he could help within his capabilities, he wouldn’t refuse.

"Here’s the situation..."

Lin Qingxuan explained the situation from beginning to end. Chu Ming listened quietly, and after Lin Qingxuan finished, he fell into deep thought.

The Hu Family had discovered a Spirit Pool in Xiyeling, which the Lin Family had spied on. Both families wanted to claim the Spirit Pool and thus started a conflict. In the end, they decided to hold a duel in three days, each family sending three young disciples for a best two out of three match. The winning family would obtain the rights to the Spirit Pool.

"If we win, I want a share of the Spiritual Power from the Spirit Pool."

Chu Ming contemplated for a moment and said lightly.

"No problem!"

Lin Qingxuan was overjoyed to see Chu Ming agree. Actually, the Lin Family already had a certain candidate who was almost guaranteed to win. With Chu Ming on their side, their victory in the duel would be almost certain. As for the allocation of Spiritual Power, he intended for the three participants to absorb it. If Chu Ming participated, giving him a share was understandable.

After Lin Qingxuan left, Chu Ming continued to perfect the Flying Fire Blade, running through countless simulations in his mind, refining the technique repeatedly, making the imprint of Flying Fire Blade in his mind increasingly clear.

Whiz!

A red light slashed across, filled with domineering and ethereal aura, like a void mist.

Crack!

The red glow struck a withered tree. Instead of being cut in half, the tree seemed to weather and crumble into countless particles, dissipating right before Chu Ming’s eyes.

The Flying Fire Blade was undoubtedly powerful, but just how powerful, Chu Ming didn’t know yet. He estimated he would only find out in actual combat. freewēbnoveℓ.com

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