Chapter 193

The demoness's expression changed wildly. The air was torn apart, and the atmosphere emitted a piercing scream. She only felt a gale rushing toward her face, a black shadow before her eyes, and all the light seemed to be blocked by something in an instant.

Jia Ji's pupils shrank to the size of needle tips. Under his intense concentration, time seemed to slow down; even the sword speed of the demoness, which was faster than Salamander, could be captured.

After activating the "Thunderstorm Divine Foot," the movement speed erupted in an ultra-short time had already surpassed the speed of sound, and under these circumstances, all his movements were terrifying to the extreme.

Even if it was just a light…

Flick.

The Louguan Sword, struck on its blade by that index finger, suddenly bent to a dangerous degree, emitting a mournful, blood-cuckoo-like sword cry as if it had a life of its own.

Once the sword momentum was disrupted, the sword light dissipated, losing all lethality. The demoness, borrowing the force of his finger, stepped on the ground, rotated with the momentum, and swung the next sword again—

The third blade! Shura Sword "Worldly Delusion"!

The long blade goes without saying: long and narrow, sturdy and sharp, the blade surface as smooth as a mirror, clear enough to reflect a person.

The short blade is about the length of a forearm, straight overall, suitable for hacking, yet not light in weight; overall, it is only slightly lighter than the long blade.

The long and short blades crossed; however, the long blade was faster, the short blade more ferocious, with killing intent fully exposed.

Those who fall into the "Asura Realm" are obsessed with fighting and killing, holding onto attachments, and the swordswoman's eyes at this moment flashed with fire-like brilliance; the fighting intent held in her heart was not the slightest bit illusory.

Swish—

The silvery-white blade grazed across the five fingers that had finally clenched into a fist, like cutting into hard metal, with bright sparks splashing everywhere.

Did it hurt him? Or not?

But the half-human, half-spirit swordswoman did not care about these things; she did not even have time to think. It was simply impossible to defeat this guy who called himself a "human martial artist" and was stronger than herself with just a single strike.

Taking a long breath, when consciousness is concentrated on a single point, one cannot even hear sound. Under high concentration, she swung three blades in succession.

The fourth blade, Human Divine Sword "Common Truth Abiding"!

The worldly "Common Truth" of all phenomena is the same as the "Ultimate Truth," neither born nor extinguished, existing forever.

The fifth blade, Heavenly Divine Sword "Three Souls and Seven Spirits"!

The three souls: "Tai Guang, Shuang Ling, You Jing"; the seven spirits: "Shi Gou, Fu Shi, Que Yin, Tun Zei, Fei Du, Yin Hui, Chou Fei."

Once the sword is drawn, it harmonizes the three souls, refines the seven spirits; removes the three corpses, calms the six viscera…

The sixth blade, Prison Divine Sword "Karma Wind Divine Flash Slash"!

The flames of hell, karmic fire, and strong winds, the wind of retribution, all attacked at once.

The three blades, executed with all her might, plunged the world into silence once again. The fluttering sword light and blades were like water birds dancing, each strike cutting solidly toward Jia Ji.

And he first felt his eyes light up, then sighed softly: "Water birds? A pity, I didn't learn the Water Dumpling Fist of Jia Ji Lei before leaving, otherwise I could play a game of Water Bird vs. Water Bird now."

Jia Ji looked straight at the sword light and wind attacking him, his pitch-black eyes full of regret, and as the sword tip almost reached his face, he spat out lightly: "One strike."

The demoness's heart jumped wildly, her nerves tightened instantly, and she increased her strength by thirty percent, but… it was useless!

Boom!

A figure was sent flying backward, completely out of control.

Colliding solidly, Hunpo Yaoji only felt a terrifying force transmitted from the blade to her arm, instantly shaking her limbs until they were sore and weak, and even the white companion spirit trailing behind her shuddered violently, as if it had suffered a heavy blow.

That blade, which claimed "there is nothing it cannot cut," not only failed to enter even an inch, but was actually shaken out of her hand by the powerful counter-shock force.

With a few wisps of blood spilling from her lips, the demoness finally stabilized her figure, barely straightened her body, and already knew in her heart that she was completely no match for him.

She looked at him deeply, only to find that there was not even a single scratch on that steel-cast body.

The white-haired swordswoman stared like this for a long time, finally lowered her head, her spirit dissipated, and she prepared to admit defeat.

In front of the lord she was prepared to protect, she couldn't even hold the sword in her hand and was sent flying by a single punch from a man; it was truly a humiliation. What qualifications did she have to talk about fighting again?

But Jia Ji did not intend to give her this opportunity; instead, he flicked his toes, kicking the Louguan Sword and Bailou Sword, which had fallen to the ground with a clatter, back to the dejected demoness, returning them to her hands.

"Come! Slash one more time!"

Jia Ji beckoned to her with his fingers again.

The quality of both blades was quite solid; even after such an intense collision, there was no damage, and their owner, amidst such humiliating behavior, felt a fire rise in her heart, and a blush of shame and anger appeared on her otherwise heroic face.

"You!! You won't even let me admit defeat…?!"

Scalding sweat flowed down her temples. Although her body temperature was lower than that of the living, she felt a fire burning inside her. This was the first time she felt someone was so hateful, and she gripped the sword in her hand tighter than ever before.

"The next blade!!!"

"The next blade will definitely be able to cut down this hateful guy!"

The demoness secretly vowed after the humiliation brought by Jia Ji.

Endless anger burned in her heart, and under this heavy pressure, she made a brand-new breakthrough in her "Life Two-Sword Style"!

The seventh blade! Six Paths Sword "One Thought Infinite Kalpa"!

"Hungry Ghost Path," "Hell Path," "Animal Path," "Shura Path," "Human Path," "Heavenly Path"—the sword techniques named after the three evil and three good six-path reincarnations had all been received, so she would use the sword move that pierces through all six paths to fight him!

Her vigorous feet sprang, shooting out like an arrow from a bow. Hunpo Yaoji's eyes were terrifyingly red, and the killing intent that made people fear and tremble surged.

Thought and kalpa are fused, one and many are mutually compatible, size is mutually inclusive, layer upon layer without end.

Although she could not achieve infinity in the true sense, this wild, indiscriminate slashing was already full of every inch of space, leaving no gaps.

The wind rose, and hundreds of thousands of sword lights surrounded her, baring fangs and brandishing claws, obscuring the light of the morning sun on the dome.

"Temporarily creating a new skill, interesting…"

Jia Ji laughed loudly, and a terrifying momentum suddenly erupted from his whole body, making people feel that he had become incomparably tall in an instant. He raised his left hand at a visible speed, his right hand clenched instantly, and then he threw a punch fiercely.

The fist surface tore the air, and the fist wind exploded like thunder!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!

Fist shadows like colorful starlight surrounded him, and in the blink of an eye, they smashed through the blade cage and shattered the sword light.

The demoness stared blankly as a fist the size of a sandbag grazed her shoulder and blasted straight into the void. Her snow-white hair suddenly broke free from the hairband and scattered and floated in the wind brought by this punch.

And the swordswoman, who looked like a young girl, stood motionless on the spot, as if her consciousness had been blasted away by this strike.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Jia Ji stepped forward and shook the demoness's shoulders, shaking her consciousness, which had lost its luster in her eyes, back into her body, but the next second…

"Wah, Lady Yuyuko!"

Hunpo Yaoji, who had barely regained her sobriety, threw herself into her lord's broad embrace seeking comfort, with tears in the corners of her eyes, "This guy is bullying people!"

Having just made a breakthrough, her confident sword move was easily blasted away… this was truly a blow.

Although her temperament looked the most mature among everyone, at this moment she was like a little girl whose favorite toy had been snatched away, her eyes suddenly turning red and swollen. Anyone who didn't know would have thought Jia Ji had done something to her.

"Alright, alright, Yaoji has already worked very hard…"

Yuyuko gently stroked her head and tied the ponytail back up for her gardener, comforting her.

And the opposite of her was the Yokai Sage who loved to watch the fun.

"Good!"

Yakumo Zi was originally on the side, enjoying Yuyuko's lap pillow while acting as an audience member.

When the demoness, whose defense had been broken, came to seek Yuyuko's comfort, she dodged in time with extremely flexible movements, showing no signs of weakness at all. Seeing that the "Re! Surrected!" Super Beidou third brother was actually so powerful, she couldn't help but applaud and shout that it was satisfying, and even praised:

"Half-spirit swordswoman meets Super Beidou in the garden, divine fist is peerless and strong like a monster, fighting with all her might but unable to win."

(End of chapter)