Chapter 134: 135. Chapter 135: Killing the Heart and Punishing the Mind

135. Chapter 135: Killing the Heart and Punishing the Mind

A Meridian Cultivation expert gets angry, forces out his heart blood, and his strength returns to his own peak state. Although the time this peak period can be maintained is very short, for Jin Jin Zhihuan, it is already enough.

Within sixty breaths, if he can't kill Li Yi, he can only end his own life.

At this moment, Jin Jin Zhihuan no longer has his previous calmness, like a mad beast, taking the initiative to attack, rushing straight at Li Yi, not giving Li Yi any chance to delay time at all. Otherwise, once the heart blood retreats, he will have no more chances.

"A peak Meridian Cultivation expert? Good. Today, I will kill you squarely."

Li Yi could have circled around and delayed time, letting the other party's peak period pass before taking action, but he didn't do so, because he wanted to use the life of this Meridian Cultivation expert as his own whetstone to temper his own powerful heart, and at the same time cultivate his own momentum. Furthermore, he wasn't unable to fight a Meridian Cultivation expert, so why should he avoid it?

The martial artists of these four seas and eight continents should be the ones avoiding him, Li Yi.

Instantly.

Li Yi also rushed out, his hands clenched into fists, his skin, flesh, and bones ringing together, his whole body's power twisted into one, his divine strength erupted, and between raising his hands, force was surging, lifting a burst of wild wind. Then, he threw a punch again, which was another fatal killing move.

Jin Jin Zhihuan's saber aura appeared again, the Listening Wind Saber buzzed, and in an instant, it had slashed to his eyes.

Since the clothes couldn't be split, he would slash at the head.

Li Yi didn't avoid it. His god-like, invincible punch had already met it. Although he had no protective aura condensed, the terrifying boxing force converged, actually shattering the air, as if forming a white mist, terrifyingly penetrating through his body.

"Boom!"

The blood-colored saber aura collided with the invisible boxing force. The two forces collided at a distance of one inch, and then the force scattered, the wild wind rolled backward, and the air buzzed, making the ears of the martial artists around bleed.

"You are not Meridian Cultivation."

Jin Jin Zhihuan's pupils shrank suddenly at this moment. Only then did he see that there was no Qi and blood spraying on Li Yi's fist, and no boxing aura converging. Only then did he react.

"I am only in the Bone Tempering Realm, of course I am not Meridian Cultivation. Eat another punch of mine." Li Yi's punch was exhausted, then he roared, and raised his other fist and smashed it out.

Divine strength erupted, and the boxing force was unleashed again.

"Bone Tempering Realm has such strength? Do you think I will believe your ghost words?" Jin Jin Zhihuan opened his eyes wide, then roared and swung his saber to kill again.

The saber aura sprayed out, but it was hit by the invisible boxing force. Not only could it not advance even half a step, but it was forced to withdraw the saber and retreat because the remaining force was insufficient.

It was only the second clash, and he, Listening Wind Saber Jin Jin Zhihuan, actually fell into a disadvantage?

Could it be that his heart blood time had arrived and he started to weaken?

No.

Not right.

He didn't weaken, but the boy in front of him was becoming stronger. In adversity, this boy's potential was stimulated again.

"I don't believe it. I don't believe there is such a thing in the world."

Jin Jin Zhihuan went mad and crazy. The Listening Wind Saber in his hand buzzed again at this moment. He swung three sabers in an instant, fast as lightning, hitting the vital points directly. This was a unique skill of his, named "Three Corpses Broken," meaning that once a saber was swung, only three broken corpses would lie in front of him. This move was not usually used, and it would only be performed when fighting for his life.

It was just that he hadn't fought for his life for many years, so long that he couldn't remember it himself. But having returned to his peak, he was handy with killing moves and not half-rusty.

"Well come."

Li Yi's vertical pupils shone, locking onto his opponent, and his dynamic vision was fully pulled up. He captured a trace of the other party's saber-swinging trajectory, and then, as if by divine inspiration, he performed the killing move taught to him by Master Zhao Ge almost instinctively. In an instant, he threw three punches, each of which was powerful enough to shake the mountains and rivers.

This killing move was named "Shake the Shanhe."

"Boom!"

The boxing force and the saber aura collided three times in the blink of an eye. The terrifying force splashed everywhere along with the shattered saber aura. Just the aftermath affected a Jin family disciple who was close by, and he was washed away by a stray force, spraying a mouthful of blood, and fell away, fainting on the spot. And on the bluestone nearby, there were also saber marks cut out.

At this moment, the three zhang around the two became a meat grinder. If you weren't a Meridian Cultivation martial artist, you would be stirred to death if you entered, with no chance of survival.

"This... is this the fight of Meridian Cultivation experts? Truly terrifying."

Rong Niang's face turned pale at this moment. Only then did she understand why Han Sui and Jin Bufeng didn't dare to take action against her master in the ruined temple before, only daring to capture her and then use strong bows and crossbows to shoot from a distance. The full eruption of a Meridian Cultivation expert was so terrifying, how could a Blood Cultivation martial artist dare to pull the tiger's whiskers?

But the Senior Brother seemed even more terrifying.

With the martial arts cultivation of the third realm of Bone Tempering, he was actually evenly matched with Jin Jin Zhihuan... no, it was even that the Senior Brother was better. He still had his innate divine ability that he hadn't performed, still had abundant divine strength that could be unleashed, and still had potential that could be stimulated... As long as Jin Jin Zhihuan couldn't take down the Senior Brother within ten moves, the final result would be being beaten to death alive.

"Fists fear the young and strong"—this saying would never be outdated.

However, at this moment.

Jin Jin Zhihuan didn't know how many times he had condensed his saber aura and performed killing moves, but every time, the other party's boxing force would shatter his saber aura and shake his treasure saber away. And such an intense fight made the time that his heart blood could maintain also arrive early. In less than thirty breaths of fighting, he felt a sharp pain coming from all parts of his body, and the saber aura he slashed out again was already somewhat powerless.

Qi and blood were decaying, his peak was passing, and he seemed to be losing...

"I don't believe it. I, Listening Wind Saber, have been glorious all my life. Could it be that I will be killed by a Bone Tempering martial artist today? I cannot accept such a result. Even if I cannot escape death today, I must pull you on the road together." Jin Jin Zhihuan roared again. At this moment, all the Qi and blood in his body were forcibly mobilized, and the originally dim saber aura shone brightly at this moment.

At this moment, he no longer held the saber with one hand, because his right arm was already numb and trembling, unable to hold the saber steady, so he held the saber with both hands.

Force, Qi and blood, and even the last bit of spirit of this gaunt body were all squeezed out.

Jin Jin Zhihuan seemed to see the path of a martial artist of the upper three realms in a trance at this moment.

"Sweep across the eight states."

At this moment, he performed another killing move. That's right, this saber was slashed down at Li Yi's head, and it was not a so-called sweep. Clearly, this old Jianghu played a trick at the last moment, trying to mislead the enemy with the name of the move, thereby creating a chance to win. But Li Yi was not from Xingzhou and didn't understand the names of the moves.

"Eye-Witness Technique."

Li Yi didn't dare to be careless. He didn't want to be succeeded by the other party's last strike. At this last critical moment, he used the Eye-Witness Technique of an Inspiration Realm Evolver.

His eyes shone, and a powerful mental interference instantly hit the other party.

Jin Jin Zhihuan didn't expect the other party to have such a move. He had bet everything on this saber, so he had no defense, so he was immediately hit by the Eye-Witness Technique.

Buzz buzz!

His consciousness was in a trance.

But he soon broke free from the influence of the Eye-Witness Technique.

But in a life-and-death fight, an instant could determine life and death. At this moment, after being interfered with, Li Yi's punch had already arrived in front of his eyes a step faster than his saber.

Boom!

The force exploded like thunder again, and the divine strength of his whole body was unleashed once more.

Thunder God's Hammer Strike!

Jin Jin Zhihuan's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw this punch, but his body couldn't dodge, and he couldn't mobilize his protective aura anymore. Then, everything went black in front of his eyes, and his head took this punch solidly.

"Bang!"

The boxing force penetrated his body, like the explosion of a Meridian Cultivation expert's boxing aura. His head disappeared instantly, turning into a blood mist that scattered, and the Listening Wind Saber that was slashing down also lost all its power at this moment, falling onto Li Yi's shoulder without pain, and then was shaken away.

Clang.

The Listening Wind Saber landed on the ground, making a sound, but falling together with it was the headless corpse of Jin Jin Zhihuan.

This Meridian Cultivation expert who had been famous for a long time, even if he forcibly raised a mouthful of heart blood to restore his strength to its peak, was still not Li Yi's opponent and was killed by this newcomer in the front courtyard of his own martial arts school.

And his death also meant that Li Yi's act of seizing the school had succeeded.

"Not bad, Meridian Cultivation is indeed unusual, a bit hard to kill." Li Yi slowly withdrew his fist. His vertical pupils shone, and he commented like this in his heart.

But it was only a bit hard to kill, not impossible to kill.

"Won, won." At that moment, the heart that Rong Niang had been hanging up was finally put down, and then a victorious smile appeared on her tense face.

The Senior Brother really succeeded in killing Jin Jin Zhihuan, the master of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School.

Incredible, truly incredible.

Using Bone Tempering cultivation, defeating the strong with the weak, crossing three realms to kill Meridian Cultivation—there was truly such an outrageous thing in the world.

Sure enough, it was still that saying: Yi's divine courage, unique through the ages.

With Jin Jin Zhihuan's death.

All the disciples watching the battle nearby were dumbfounded. They couldn't believe this scene, but the corpse was right in front of them, so they had to believe it.

The master was really killed by someone.

After briefly accepting this result, a wave of fear surged through their whole bodies.

Without the master, who else could stop the Senior Brother of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School?

Their hands were almost all stained with the blood of the Zhao disciples. Now that the big tree had fallen, these people were bound to be liquidated.

Run?

Then, such an idea popped up in all their minds.

Fleeing from here, leaving Sanyang City, leaving Xingzhou, perhaps they could survive.

There were many people on their side. If they fled separately, the Senior Brother of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School might not be able to kill them all.

At this moment, the thoughts of these core disciples of marrow-tempering and blood-tempering were unified, but no one dared to move first, because moving first would definitely lead to being killed. Only those who moved later had a glimmer of survival.

However, as if noticing the restlessness of these people, Li Yi's pair of glowing vertical pupils instantly glanced over here.

Wherever the gaze reached, everyone trembled, and the thought of running away vanished instantly, leaving only unease and panic.

Rong Niang also understood that now the Meridian Cultivation master was gone, but the revenge hadn't been completed yet. She also looked at the others at this moment, killing intent appearing in her eyes.

It was just that she didn't act rashly. What to do next depended on the Senior Brother's wishes.

Li Yi also knew that now Jin Jin Zhihuan was dead and the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School was finished, but the disciples were still there. If they weren't liquidated, it would be a trouble if they made trouble in the future. And the law of the jungle, where the winner takes all, was the rule of this world. The Zhao Shiwu Arts School was like this before, and it should be like this now.

Thinking of this, he immediately said coldly: "You are all core disciples of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School. You all have a share in the blood feud of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School."

Once these words were spoken.

These dozens of disciples broke into a cold sweat instantly. Some were already shaking their legs, unable to withstand this fear of imminent death.

"However, there is a saying: 'The debt has a debtor, and the grievance has a source.' Now that Jin Jin Zhihuan, the debtor, is dead, I am willing to give you a way to live. Whether you can grasp it depends on yourselves. I heard that the sabers of your Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School are best at cutting off people's heads. That's good. Whoever can bring me twenty heads of Jin family disciples, I can swear to let you live and will no longer pursue revenge."

Li Yi stretched out two fingers at this moment and gave them a task to save their lives: "You only have one quarter of an hour. Once the time is up, the opportunity will be canceled, and I will take action to liquidate you. Of course, you can also try to run away. If you think you can escape from my palm, then I have nothing to say."

"The way to live is at your feet. How to choose, look at yourselves."

Then he kicked the Listening Wind Saber of Jin Jin Zhihuan to the front of these disciples.

Clearly, Li Yi's intention was very obvious: let them kill each other.

Although the scheme was very simple, it was very useful at this moment.

Even if you didn't want to do this, what if the people around you had ideas?

However, looking at the saber in front of them, everyone still didn't take action.

It wasn't that they were united, but that the number of heads wasn't enough for everyone to live. On the contrary, perhaps running away was more cost-effective.

However, Li Yi's next sentence completely shattered their hesitation: "By the way, the heads of the lower three-rank martial artists who left before also count. Your strength is not bad; you can join forces to hunt their heads for me. I only want the result, not the process."

Once this was said.

A Blood Cultivation martial artist was immediately tempted. His gaze flickered, and instead of running away himself and benefiting others, it was better to cut off twenty heads to complete the task. After all, those ordinary disciples were just one saber strike away from him; why bother gambling on luck?

Furthermore, Li Yi swore, so he must keep his promise; there was no need to worry about the other party breaking the contract.

Thinking of this.

This Blood Cultivation martial artist gritted his teeth, and the quick saber in his hand was drawn suddenly: "Kill!"

A marrow-tempering junior brother beside him couldn't react in time and was slashed off his head with one saber.

He opened his eyes, a trace of astonishment appearing in them, but he couldn't do anything anymore. Beside his ear, there was only a gust of saber wind whistling.

And with the first person taking action, all the evil in everyone's hearts was released.

They were afraid, afraid that if they didn't take action, they would become the heads in others' hands, used to exchange for a chance to live.

"I don't want to die. Take the heads of those outer disciples to exchange for a way to live." A marrow-tempering disciple roared and rushed straight to the residence of the outer disciples.

Others saw this and acted one after another.

But the Blood Cultivation martial artists didn't care about those. They were the strongest in the martial arts school now, and cutting off twenty heads was easy. So they killed everyone they saw, and the only thing they had to avoid was others with the same strength.

For a time, in the calm Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School, shouts of killing were endless.

Those ordinary disciples didn't know what was going on at all, only seeing several powerful senior brothers slashing with sabers, and before they could react, their heads had already been cut off and held in their hands.

Li Yi, the culprit, was firm as iron at this moment, his face calm and unmoved.

"Se, Senior Brother, although your idea is good, provoking them to kill each other, you will also let go of many disciples of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School, and some people will definitely take advantage of the chaos to escape. We have no ability to stop them." Rong Niang admired Li Yi's method, but she noticed the loophole in this scheme.

"I know that doing this will let many people go, and indeed a large part of people will take advantage of the chaos to escape, but I never intended to pursue it. There is a saying in the art of war: killing is secondary, attacking the heart is primary. After this trouble, the hearts of the people in the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School are completely scattered, and they will never be able to become a climate in the future."

Li Yi said calmly: "Still that sentence: the process is not important; what is important is the result. Rong Niang, the result I want is not that I really want those heads, but that the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School completely disappears from Sanyang City."

"Ask yourself, after this incident, will those Jin family disciples seek revenge on me in the future, or will they seek revenge on their senior brothers?"

"So that's how it is." Rong Niang's pupils shrank. After reacting, a cold sweat broke out on her back instantly.

Because if it were her, being in the situation, she wouldn't be able to get out.

Even if you didn't kill anyone and just escaped smoothly, facing a martial arts school that had killed each other, how could you possibly work for it in the future?

"It's just cheaper for those damn beasts."

Rong Niang gritted her teeth. Although she knew this was already the best way, thinking of those people, many of whom had stained their hands with the blood of her junior brothers and sisters, she couldn't swallow this evil breath in her heart.

"No way. There are only two of us here. If we want to liquidate them one by one, it's simply unrealistic. And we have already wasted a lot of time here. There is still the Han Zhao Shiwu Arts School waiting for us."

Li Yi patted Rong Niang on the shoulder: "The fire here has been lit, and the rest is to continue burning. We don't need to guard here. Let's go, go to the next one."

"Hmm." Rong Niang nodded. Although she was unwilling, she could only accept this result.

Soon.

The two left the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School, and then galloped away on fast horses.

After Li Yi and Rong Niang had left for a while.

A Blood Cultivation martial artist laughed and returned to the courtyard carrying a series of bloody heads.

"I have already taken twenty heads. According to the agreement, you can spare my life... where are the people?"

This Blood Cultivation martial artist saw the empty courtyard, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

This, how is this situation different from what he imagined?

Could it be that you trust us so much? Knowing that we can complete the task and take twenty heads, you are not afraid that we will break our promise, and you don't even need to supervise? And you don't even count the heads?

He looked outside.

Outside the shattered gate, the horses of the Senior Brother of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School and Rong Niang seemed to have disappeared. The two of them seemed to have really left.

In that case, what is the significance of the twenty heads he cut off?

But no one gave him an answer.

Only knowing that after this incident, the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School was completely destroyed, and no one would mention it in the future, and no one would want to take revenge for it again. ===== CHAPTER 135 =====