Chapter 562

Just as he thought he had perfectly intercepted all the attacks.

Drip... drip...

He discovered that he was bleeding, and at the same time, waves of intense pain washed over him.

Instantly, his gaze turned to one of unbelievable shock, with even a hint of horror mixed in!

Looking down, he saw his scale armor was actually stained red with blood.

Those countless sword wounds had pierced through his body, passing through his armor and defenses, causing Tamura Itto's body to shudder as a drop of blood seeped from every single pore on his body.

The 40% penetration from the Sharp Stone Earring, plus the 10% from the Clear Sword Intent.

That made 50%!

This terrifying piercing power was inconceivable even to this fifth-turn powerhouse!

What quality of equipment or skill could possibly produce an effect of this level?

Matsuno Jo, behind him, was dumbfounded at the sight.

Lord Tamura... was actually injured!?

And he was a fifth-turn!

Before Matsuno Jo could react, the sky full of flying swords was already upon him.

He did not have the defensive capabilities of the warrior class, so in an instant, his entire body was covered in sword wounds.

Blood sprayed into the sky; the ninja's four limbs were sliced off, leaving him a cripple as he flew backward dozens of meters and crashed heavily onto the ground.

"Ah!!!!" He let out a horrific scream.

His health points instantly dropped to 4%!

If he took the piercing of the final seven Blades of Battle Intent simultaneously, he would surely die.

Bang!

At this final moment, he suddenly transformed into a wooden log, his true body retreating ten meters to avoid the piercing of the seven Blades of Battle Intent.

Fortunately, he had prepared a Lesser Substitution Technique in advance, which triggered passively, forcibly allowing him to dodge this fatal attack.

Even so, he was not far from death.

In this state, even a diamond-grade healing item could not restore his combat power in a short time!

Covered in blood, he lay on the ground, his eyes filled with extreme shock, twisted with pain.

The serrated blade of the Blood Leech Sword bit into skin and flesh like a bite, tearing away large chunks of meat.

The Demon-Breaking Heaven Spirit Sword was the same; the living blade would gnaw away a piece of your flesh the moment it sliced.

The Shadow-Slicing Sword was even more exaggerated, capable of cutting shadows.

The Ten Thousand Soul Condensing Fire Sword was an epic-grade piece of equipment, capable of cutting your soul and making you feel the true pain of origin burning.

The Frost-Flame Broken Blade added dual ice and fire damage, capable of causing heart-wrenching pain.

So at this moment, Matsuno Jo felt like he wanted to die!

His wounds were complex in shape, covered in ice and fire, with soul burning, causing him to completely lose his combat effectiveness.

"Ahhh..." His screams were like those of a vengeful ghost, hysterical.

He stared at Su Ming with grief and indignation; the previous contempt he held for Su Ming had vanished entirely, replaced by endless shock and horror.

Struggling, he looked at Su Ming, thinking to himself.

What realm is this person, exactly?

Is he really a newcomer...

To think... even Lord Tamura was injured?!

Tamura Itto, covered in blood and looking grim, asked angrily.

"Kid, you have a penetration skill?!"

How high-tier must a skill or piece of equipment be to provide such piercing power?

Even though he was a fifth-turn, he was not lightly injured!

Su Ming stood tall, his wrist turning as the sky full of flying swords gathered back, surrounding him.

At this moment, he looked like a Sovereign of Ten Thousand Swords.

"So what if your realm is higher than mine?"

"So what if it's two against one?"

"Even if you defend with everything you have, I will pierce through it all!"

"My Dragon Nation sword technique is specialized in slaying the despicable scum of the Wa nation," Su Ming said calmly, his pride imposing.

Tamura stepped lightly, turning into an afterimage to retreat a few steps, gritting his teeth: "Damn it, could the intelligence be fake?"

"This strength, if not fifth-turn, is at least peak fourth-turn."

Paired with that mysterious penetration equipment, he felt a measure of pressure.

He took out a high-tier healing potion and drank it in one gulp.

"Lord... give me... a drink..." Matsuno Jo whispered, struggling to beg.

He no longer had arms and could not drink the healing potion to treat his wounds.

Slap!

Tamura's expression turned cold, and he smashed the remaining healing potion directly in front of Matsuno Jo.

"Trash, you only hold me back, shut your mouth!"

Then Tamura stared at Su Ming, his hand once again resting on the hilt of his blade.

"Kid, I'm going to get serious now."

"You are indeed strong, but in front of a warrior of my Great Sakura Empire... you're still not enough!"

As a fifth-turn warrior, he had his own pride in his sword technique.

He would not allow himself to lose to such a greenhorn.

The Sakura nation had a pathological obsession with honor.

If this mission failed, they would have to commit seppuku; they were not worthy of returning to their motherland.

Therefore, this battle could only be won, not lost.

It could be said... truly an inhumane nation.

Immediately, Tamura Itto charged again!

This time, he was serious.

As he said, he had indeed been careless and underestimated the enemy, not using his full strength, otherwise he wouldn't have been in such a sorry state.

After all, he was a fifth-turn!

Su Ming, holding the Frost-Flame Death Scar Broken Sword, also charged forward!

To rid the country of pests, our generation must be strong; today, he would surely kill these two Wa people!

Killing a fifth-turn would definitely earn him a huge wave of experience. ===== CHAPTER 564 =====