Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect

Chapter 1188 - 590: No More Mister Nice Guy

Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect

Chapter 1188 - 590: No More Mister Nice Guy

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Chapter 1188: Chapter 590: No More Mister Nice Guy

Although he gained another tentacle, Chen Xuantian was not very happy.

On the contrary, he even felt a touch of sadness, as he realized that the Ghost Spring Immortal Technique was indeed somewhat overpowered.

The shop assistant before him was a typical Mystic Sect Divinity Transformation gatekeeper, with a solid foundation, frighteningly experienced, adaptable, capable of fighting or pretending. A Divinity Transformation cultivator could serve tea and water, and could become shameless if conversations didn’t go well.

Don’t mind whether the dish served before the fight is cunning or not, but just based on his gestures and movements, he could pick up a stool and deliver explosive damage, a level of proficiency that made him outstanding within the Mystic Sect. Clearly, he had long ago cultivated to transcend beyond restrictive martial arts moves and Daoist Skill techniques, easily dominating opponents.

However, such an adept, who you couldn’t discern sect or origin from without a few hundred rounds, was knocked out with one move by "Cui Cui~".

Yes, and immediately all his martial skills were rendered useless, with just one misstep he was instantly refined, reduced to a mere "Mian Mian~", how could one not sigh at such a fate...

This Taiji Dao, it’s all over...

No! Not over yet!

You can’t say Taiji Dao is ineffective just because Mian Mian was defeated in one move by the Life Revival and Void Returning Hand!

The fault lies with the person, not the Magic! After all, if a Taiji Daoist skill lands a strike, can’t it also kill someone instantly!

It’s just that everyone’s at the Cloud Platform improving skills, with familiar tactics, you’re Mystic Sect and I’m Mystic Sect, everyone is Mystic Sect once the layers are peeled away, and it’s just like playing rock-paper-scissors, with strategies and tactics already well-understood, of course it’s not easy to fight.

But this Nether Spring Path has only just emerged in the world, or at least hasn’t appeared in a thousand years, people from the Central Plains haven’t even seen a proper octopus, let alone this bizarre tentacle fist technique.

Therefore, if someone is caught off-guard and ambushed, getting killed in the process is completely understandable, maybe once seven or eight hundred thousand people die to this tentacle Great Dao, it will gain fame in the world. Or if another prodigy with death-defying tentacles like the Divine Lord emerges, one who can fight to the brink and back for hundreds of rounds, perhaps ways to counter and breakthrough will be found...right?

Hmm, so in summary, practice more if you’re weak.

"Wow."

"What?"

Suddenly, the child on the bamboo pole made a "wow" sound, catching Chen Xuantian’s attention.

"Are you hungry? I fed you noodle soup earlier and you didn’t eat. In this desolate mountain wilderness, where am I going to find milk for you?"

The child ignored him, only staring intently at the mountain.

Chen Xuantian frowned, following the child’s gaze. He saw the winding mountain path passing around a ridge, with dense shrubs, lush and green, indeed a good place for ambush hunting.

"An ambush?"

Chen Xuantian set down the bamboo pole and child, drawing his dual swords to prepare for battle.

Those hidden in the woods, seeing Chen Xuantian ready, stopped pretending and emerged from the bushes.

"To be able to see through my Eye Covering Technique, truly impressive!"

It was an old man with a goat beard, wearing a Daoist robe, with a vigorous presence. Blocking the path, although quite conspicuous, probing with his Primordial Spirit revealed nothing, leaving Chen Xuantian heavy-hearted, raising his sword,

"What guidance does the honored senior have?"

The old man smiled,

"Did you have a bowl of lamb noodles at There is an Inn?"

Chen Xuantian was shocked,

"Are you the shopkeeper?" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

The old man glared,

"I am the sheep!"

"!?"

Seizing the moment when Chen Xuantian was dumbfounded! The old man flew forward, revealing a bone-cutting knife with a wave of his hand! The knife flashed wildly like a storm! In a blink, it was already before him, the blade gleaming madly, striking straight at Chen Xuantian’s throat!

The opponent’s cultivation realm far surpassed Chen Xuantian, and his murderous intent was evident, with a lethal blade strike, giving no chance for any plan or strategy! Chen Xuantian instinctively reacted, using the Guarding and Responding Form to try using Longyuan to parry, deflecting the near-pointblank knife strike with a Washing Sword Style shake!

But unexpectedly! When knife and sword met, the scales twisted, not even managing a single solid sword strike! Just hearing the ding-ding sound! Sparks flew dazzlingly! Longyuan was sliced through by the knife’s gleam! Blades spread like flying frost and snow!

It turned out, not only was there a huge gap in both sides’ power, but even with Chen Xuantian’s refined swordsmanship, he couldn’t seize even the slightest advantage! The bone-cutting knife in the opponent’s hand, despite its humble appearance like a butcher’s cleaver, was in fact a Divinity Transformation Divine Weapon! It truly sliced iron like mud! Piercing scales bone-deep, easily shaving off an inch of iron plate from Longyuan!

Realizing the disparity in power and weaponry upon this first exchange, Chen Xuantian wasted no words, dared not resist, quickly chanting a mantra to retreat and extricate himself! With an Ice River Escape, he leaped ten zhang away, scattering a number of Water Shadow Clones as a distraction! Hiding behind the ice layer to catch his breath!

However, the old man was in no hurry to pursue, slowly and methodically grinding his knife, his eyes blazing with Refining, scanning over the illusions, seeking the true form amid the mirage reflections.

"Boy, a debt must be repaid someday. Eating my meat without paying, you’ll pay with your life!"

Hit by a sudden spear without preparation, forced to dodge an opening move, and suffering a broken sword, Chen Xuantian also felt heartache, hiding behind the ice and swore,

"Old beast! Keep making trouble and don’t blame me for being unkind!"

The old man chuckled,

"Oh dear, I’m so terrified, let’s see how ’unkind’ you can be!"

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