blueteamnovel 27. Rain of Pear Blossom Needles! A stunning single strike!
27. Rain of Pear Blossom Needles! A stunning single strike!
"The sword is named 'Iron-Cutting Sword'."
"It is three feet and seven inches long."
"In one-on-one combat, he once killed three experts at the True Qi Realm."
"Mo Huaerche, the swordsman of the northern desert; Zhou Yu, the overlord of Cang County; and Li Bao, the sharpshooter of the martial arts school in the back mountain."
"Kid, you're the fourth person to enjoy a one-on-one session with me. Leave your name before you die!"
The five wolves were instantly killed by Yang Zhao with a single strike.
Blood Asura's eyes gleamed with a sinister, eerie green light.
It's just like a hungry wolf that's ready to devour anyone it can.
He slowly raised the dark blue longsword with both hands.
Under the bright sun, even though they were more than ten feet apart.
The sharp, chilling aura that sends shivers down your spine can still be felt personally.
Everywhere was a reminder to Yang Zhao...
It's time to change the blade!
"What Blood Asura said is true."
"The sharpshooter Li Bao did indeed fight one-on-one and died by his blade."
"A martial artist at the half-step True Qi Realm level killing a True Qi Realm expert is probably due to perfected swordsmanship and some kind of heaven-defying special effect!"
Someone immediately recognized him.
The speaker's name is Lin Shugang.
It has a close relationship with the martial arts school in the back mountain.
What he says is the truth.
This was also a well-intentioned reminder to Yang Zhao, which coincided with what Luo Bing had said.
"Master Lin, can the young master withstand such a heaven-defying strike?"
Someone's words caused the atmosphere to plummet to freezing point.
If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold!
If the young master dies.
Based on Xue Shura's good character and his past actions.
Inside restaurants and on official roads, almost none of the more than a hundred "fish in the pond" escaped unscathed.
Uncle Lin's lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something encouraging.
In the end, he couldn't utter a single word.
So close yet worlds apart!
A master of the True Qi Realm can kill a whole group of half-step True Qi Realm martial artists.
The fact that Blood Asura killed a True Qi Realm expert is absolutely true.
Emotions, gaze, and focus.
It was a dark blue longsword in the hands of Blood Asura, exuding a chilling aura even under the bright sun.
On a whim!
An endless killing intent is approaching, and a deadly crisis is imminent!
Yang Zhao raised an eyebrow.
but……
It did not originate from the Blood Asura on the other side.
The body moves at will.
Flying Swallow Skill!
A fleeting shadow remained in place.
Yang Zhao's body was already three zhang in the air.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
The faint whispers were only audible to Yang Zhao.
A sound so subtle it was almost imperceptible as it cut through the air.
It pierced through the afterimage on the ground.
Face, chest and abdomen, genitals, and legs.
No one escaped unscathed!
"A barrage of pear blossom needles—a sure kill if unleashed, an ominous return is unfortunate; the most urgent of all, the king of concealed weapons!"
A person of exceptional insight.
The golden glimmers rising from the bright sun reveal its true form.
"In the midst of conversation, in a subtle and imperceptible way, a mechanism is triggered."
"Eighty-one poisoned steel needles were ejected by a mechanism."
"Like a torrential rain, it relentlessly assaulted the opponent's entire body, making it difficult even for a True Qi Realm martial artist to evade."
"To put it bluntly, Blood Asura was just putting on a show to attract the opponent's attention. The real killer was that greyhound pretending to be seriously injured and about to die!"
Yang Zhao possesses unparalleled lightness skills.
Under the bright sun, even the finest needles and steel pins are clearly visible.
There were master craftsmen on site who were skilled in concealed weapons and had keen eyesight.
All three conditions are met simultaneously.
The trick of Blood Asura, who claimed to kill a True Qi Realm expert in a one-on-one battle, was exposed.
"Young master, be careful!"
"Wow! A mouse!"
The two maids, Qin, Shu, Hua, and Qi, usually shrieked loudly at the same time.
The greyhound, which had been lying sickly on the horse's back, was now a sickly dog.
He suddenly straightened up.
It revealed an extremely lewd and ugly face.
Everyone admired the two girls' imagination.
After they said that, it really did seem like a rat.
"A storm of pear blossom needles, an ominous return; today it's either you or me!"
The sound of a greyhound naturally evokes images of mice gnawing on food in the middle of the night.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Eighty-one fine steel needles shot out from a black wooden box about a foot long.
From bottom to top, it resembles a fishing net, ensnaring the young master.
Humans are not birds; how can they gain leverage in mid-air?
The young master is doomed!
An unexpected change has occurred!
The young master moved with such elegance, as if he were strolling leisurely in his own backyard.
The toes lightly touched the air.
A ripple spread across the void.
Time was almost completely ignored.
The young master's figure was already a foot away from the greyhound's head.
He drew his sword without hesitation!
"Is he... even human?"
The greyhound raised its incredibly ugly face.
I witnessed the last, most terrifying, and most unbelievable scene of my life.
The sharp glint of the blade in his pupils continued to widen.
Ultimately, it completely engulfed his vision.
Howling!
Startled, the horse, carrying half of its short body, galloped south along the official road.
Click, click, click!
on the ground.
A greyhound's half-body, with a single arm holding half a trigger device.
The exposed metal parts under the bright sun were still strangely running continuously.
The Rain of Pear Blossom Needles: A single strike will surely kill; an empty return is an ominous sign. It is the most urgent of all, the king of hidden weapons!
It was always just a curse!
"Using external forces!"
"The young master's lightness skill is perfected! His solo battle against the Seven Wolves of the Northern Desert is not due to youthful arrogance, but rather to his exceptional strength!"
"We should press our advantage and pursue the fleeing enemy to the bitter end, not seek fame like Xiang Yu! Young sir, don't listen to their flattery; killing is the priority!"
"Excellent, excellent! If you don't kill the snake, it will suffer the consequences! At this time, you can't afford to be soft-hearted. If Blood Asura escapes, think of your wife, children, parents, and relatives at home!"
"Young master, you've slain the Seven Wolves of the Northern Desert, achieving instant fame—you're just one step away! Don't stand there like an idiot... Kill them!"
In restaurants and on official roads, public sentiment was running high.
It is a compliment to the young gentleman's promising future.
Some family members and friends had been harmed by the Seven Wolves of the Northern Desert and wanted to see the perpetrators brought to justice.
More over.
They worried that the young master might hesitate to make a decision.
This gave the Blood Asura a chance to struggle in his death throes, which led to innocent bystanders being caught in the crossfire.
What I fear most is that I, unfortunately, am one of the fish in that pond!
They all used different rhetoric to incite and encourage each other.
He was practically ready to grab the young master's hand and slash at the Blood Asura with his longsword.
"That's enough!"
A wolf howled from the ground.
The restaurant and the main road were ordered to fall silent.
Blood Asura is never fish on a chopping board.
The infamous reputation he has built over the past decade is not without its own merits.
At this moment, Blood Asura's aura changed drastically.
The initial caution and fear were completely replaced by frenzied excitement.
"Kid, your knife is fast."
"And the words 'Blood Asura' were forged by a swift blade."
"Today, let's see whether your blade is faster or mine. The slower one...dies!"
On a whim!
A wave of malice swept in from the direction of Blood Asura!
It was malicious.
It wasn't the same murderous intent the greyhound had shown earlier.
Whether it was malice or murderous intent
None of these are literal interpretations.
It was a special effect I decided to use on a whim.
Classification of impending crises.
It is a response to the mind of the subject, Yang Zhao.
It's complicated to explain.
It can also be very simple.
If Yang Zhao does not evade the murderous intent, he will die and perish.
As for malice, risking one's life will not kill this humble monk.
That being the case...
"Blood Asura, I also want to use your dog's life to test my current strength!"
He was delighted to see the prey.
At this moment, Yang Zhao also felt a little bit of anticipation and excitement.
But there was not the slightest bit of negligence.
"So..."
"Unleash your fastest strike!"
"Don't disappoint your Blood Lord!"
Blood Asura's body's energy and blood instantly reached their peak.
His robe billowed like a sail in the wind.
Have to admit.
His vital energy was superior to Yang Zhao's.
but……
At this moment, it's a contest of whose knife is faster!
"A stunning strike!"
Blood Asura suddenly drew his sword!