荒墟牧神 - 第1422章 以刀養神 - 墨香閣

On the Yong River, blade light rose. Five figures clashed and scattered, and these five went straight to their Dao-entering divine abilities, raising their cultivation to its utmost at the very first collision!

Among the divine ability practitioners of Jingping there was a saying: those who wield the blade are all crude louts.

The saying was somewhat unfair—Zaifu, for one, looked like a crude lout but was in truth a great talent—yet those who used the blade truly did not probe and test as much as the divine ability schools or the sword schools. The blade belonged to the school of combat arts, and moreover to the close-quarters branch of that school; its close-in fighting ran even deeper than the martial Dao.

In blade arts, for instance, there was the body-to-body back-lean, back against back, relying on muscle and the sensing of qi mechanisms to find the opponent's weakness and kill in a single strike. The divine ability sword arts had many probing moves, but the blade was short weapon against short weapon; if you probed, and your opponent struck with full force, the loss was yours.

Zaifu, Zhe Huali, Tian Shu, and Luo Wushuang attacked Shen Mu almost simultaneously.

In these years Zhe Huali had been on Jingping's western line, tempered by battle after battle.

The battlefield was not the same as a jianghu brawl; these years of training had deepened his blade Dao day by day. This was skill honed on the field of slaughter, every move taking life, his blade Dao profound and ever more strange and unfathomable.

At the same time he possessed the grand sweep of the Heavenly Blade; his blade art claimed the character of the strange and also the character of the orthodox, and it blended in the arts of calculation of the Daoist sect and the discipline of Luo Wushuang—it could be called exquisite beyond compare. He had already reached the ninth heaven of entering the Dao through the blade, and in the instant he clashed with Shen Mu he at once sensed that Shen Mu's cultivation of mana was about the same as his own, and his heart settled.

He thought: "That brat Shen Mu ran off to the Heavenly Court to be Heavenly Venerate Mu, and sure enough, living in comfort, he has grown slack. My cultivation has risen to the Yaotai realm; he is probably Yaotai too, about the same as me. In those years, his cultivation was far deeper than mine! " Luo Wushuang had already cultivated to the eighteenth heaven of blade Dao, and his cultivation realm had reached the Lingxiao realm.

The Dao arts and divine abilities of Jingping flourished and prospered, and coming to Jingping had made his cultivation and strength soar. Yet when his move was delivered and clashed with Shen Mu's blade, he felt Shen Mu's mana endless and unbroken, like the surging River of Heaven, rushing on without cease, no less than his own cultivation, and his heart turned cold at once: "How formidable!

Worthy of the Overlord Body—his cultivation has risen so fast, I fear he is already a master of the Yujing realm! " He knew that at the same realm Shen Mu had almost no rival, and only a Heavenly Venerate could contend with him; so he felt that Shen Mu at the Yujing realm was enough to hold his own against himself at the Lingxiao realm. Zaifu's Heavenly Blade clashed with Shen Mu's blade, and he too sensed that Shen Mu's cultivation and strength were not far from his own.

"Shen'er has cultivated to the Zhanshentai realm in these years—not slow at all, only the depth of his cultivation is not so terrifying.

In those years, none of us in Yincan Village could take his moves at the same realm.

" On the other side, Heavenly King Tian Shu displayed a heaven-flooding imperial might; behind him a whole heavenly palace leapt forth with a roar, his primordial spirit towering, enthroned upon the imperial seat of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall! The Dique Divine Blade was in his hand, all its might fully aroused.

Zaifu had called him the Imperial Blade, and those words were indeed not wrong!