Chapter 43: Why Would I Need to Explain to the Likes of You?

Inside Meizhuang, sword light danced; one could only hear the constant 'ding, ding, ding' sounds as the two longswords had already clashed over a dozen times.

One could see that Ren Woxing's sword technique was intricate; in the blink of an eye, he had already continuously switched between eight types of superior sword techniques—some with fierce offensives, some with continuous moves, some small and swift, and some powerful and steady; he had practiced every single sword technique to an incredibly refined realm.

Not only that, but Ren Woxing's internal energy cultivation was even more profound; True Qi surged upon the blade, and there was even a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Yet, no matter how ruthless, refined, or domineeringly murderous Ren Woxing's sword technique was, Lu Li was able to dismantle it one by one.

At this moment, Lu Li had not used his full strength, but instead wanted to witness Ren Woxing's swordsmanship.

But as the two fought, a look of disappointment gradually flashed across Lu Li's face.

It was simply because although Ren Woxing's sword technique was refined and his internal energy strong, there was nothing novel about it.

It could be said that Ren Woxing's martial arts were far superior to the Meizhuang Four Friends, but in terms of inspiration for Lu Li's Sword Dao, it was not even as good as the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting of the Meizhuang Four Friends.

"Boring!

Boring!

Too boring."

Lu Li let out a long sigh.

Suddenly.

A streak of sword light like a bolt of silk appeared before Ren Woxing; with a 'bang', Ren Woxing's clothes were shredded, and his figure was sent flying backward violently.

Meanwhile, Lu Li stood where he was, his whole person like a ten-thousand-foot mountain, the longsword in his hand emitting a faint humming sound.

"I had thought that I could witness some novel swordsmanship from the Demonic Cult Cult Leader, and even if his demonic flames were heaven-shaking, it would have been worth the trip, but I did not expect it to be merely ordinary."

"Ren Woxing, you have disappointed me too much."

Lu Li's face was full of disappointment, feeling that Ren Woxing's swordsmanship was nothing more than this.

He had gone to such great lengths, yet it was simply not worth it.

In Lu Li's eyes, although Ren Woxing could be considered a supreme expert of the pugilistic world, to him, it was simply not worth looking at.

Let alone defeating him, presumably Linghu Chong, who had learned the Dugu Nine Swords, would be enough to handle him.

With just this bit of swordsmanship, he wanted to force him into a state of eternal damnation? Simply dreaming!

"Ren Woxing, you don't need to use your sword technique anymore; whatever powerful martial arts you have, use them all."

"You have just escaped your cage; how many more glimpses you get of the outside world depends entirely on how long you can hold out under my sword."

The next moment, the longsword in Lu Li's hand radiated a chilling murderous intent, and the mountain-like Sword Intent on the blade seemed to enter a harsh winter, ruthlessly plundering vitality.

Ren Woxing's expression changed drastically; he had traversed the pugilistic world for decades and had never seen such swordsmanship!

Only at this moment did he realize what kind of terrifying existence the young man before him was.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Li thrust his sword several times; Ren Woxing resisted desperately, his robes, beard, and hair all being sliced by the Sword Qi, looking utterly disheveled.

Everyone present was an expert, and they saw it clearly.

Within three strikes, Ren Woxing would surely perish under Lu Li's sword!

Suddenly, a soft whip swung toward Lu Li from the side; it was Xiang Wentian attacking.

Ren Yingying and Lvzhuweng also drew their longswords and stood by Ren Woxing's side.

"Why?"

Ren Yingying asked with a trembling voice.

To be fair, Lu Li's swordsmanship was supreme, his appearance was good, and he had even rescued her father, making it hard for one not to be moved, so Ren Yingying very much wanted to win Lu Li over to her side.

But Lu Li was like a stone man; he raised his eyebrows and said with a crooked smile: "When I, Lu Li, act, why would I need to explain to the likes of you?"

"The four of you, come at me together!

Originally, there were many people joining forces to fight Dongfang, so now let me experience that."

In an instant, Sword Intent erupted from Lu Li's body, and his longsword slashed and hacked wildly like a gale and rain, cutting out a sky full of sword shadows, which greatly shocked the four of them.

Ren Woxing and the other three fought together; among them, Xiang Wentian and Ren Woxing were invincible experts of the current age, while the martial arts of Ren Yingying and Lvzhuweng were enough to reach the level of a Five Mountains Master.

With the four of them joining forces, how powerful was their momentum? Yet Lu Li, with one person and one sword,

actually suppressed the four of them so they couldn't even lift their heads!

The terrifying Sword Intent made it so that the four of them gradually couldn't even swing their swords.

As the fight reached its peak, a miserable cry was heard.

Lvzhuweng let out a loud shout, the longsword in his hand snapped suddenly, and he flipped backward with a somersault.

When he landed, he clutched his throat, his eyes filled with horror.

Even though he had responded with all his might, he still hadn't dodged that sword!

Ren Woxing and the other two were shocked and hurriedly attacked Lu Li with fierce offensives, but the next moment, they suddenly heard Xiang Wentian let out an 'ah'

sound, followed by Ren Yingying also letting out an 'um'

sound; both of them retreated, blood streaming from their shoulders.

Although Ren Woxing practiced the Star-Sucking Great Art, Lu Li's Sword Intent was strangely dangerous, and he actually had no opportunity to make contact with Lu Li.

Now that he was left alone, he could only retreat desperately.

Unknowingly, he had already retreated to the side of the dead Lvzhuweng.

As Lu Li's longsword slashed down from above, a conspiratorial smile flashed across the corner of Ren Woxing's mouth.

The next moment.

Lvzhuweng's corpse was grabbed by Ren Woxing and lifted up to block Lu Li's sword.

Instantly, Lu Li felt the True Qi within his body flowing out rapidly along the longsword.

It was the Star-Sucking Great Art!

Ren Woxing used Lvzhuweng's corpse to make contact with Lu Li's longsword and immediately unleashed the Star-Sucking Great Art!

One could only hear Ren Woxing laughing wildly: "Hahahaha!"

"Kid, you have finally been caught by my suction."

Lu Li only felt the True Qi within his body pouring out wildly, and his entire body went limp.

He thought to himself, could it be that this Star-Sucking Great Art, besides being able to suck away a person's internal energy, also has a suppressive effect? Are you Donghuang Taiyi? Seeing Ren Woxing use the Star-Sucking Great Art to suppress Lu Li, Xiang Wentian and Ren Yingying both breathed a sigh of relief.

But suddenly, Ren Woxing's body swayed, and he abruptly spat out fresh blood.

Ren Yingying screamed: "Father!"

Xiang Wentian's expression changed even more; he had never seen Ren Woxing's Star-Sucking Great Art fail halfway through before.

Usually, if the opponent's internal energy is profound, it is very normal for the first attempt at suction to fail to move them.

But now that Ren Woxing was spitting blood, why was that? Ren Woxing's body paused, as if he were suffering extreme pain.

The next moment.

A streak of sword light suddenly swept across his throat.

Ren Woxing's head fell to the ground.

Ren Yingying's face turned pale with fright, and she lunged forward to support Ren Woxing.

She only felt that the skin on Ren Woxing's arm was as sharp as needle points, pricking her with pain.

It turned out that as the True Qi within Lu Li's body flowed away rapidly, he knew that if things continued this way, he would inevitably be sucked dry by Ren Woxing.

Lu Li simply decided to go all the way and took the initiative to send his True Qi out.

Since you want to suck, then I will let you suck your fill!

It was just that the True Qi Lu Li sent out at this moment was no longer ordinary True Qi, but the sharp Sword Qi he had condensed.

As Ren Woxing desperately absorbed the internal energy, it was as if a long sword of True Qi had pierced into his meridians, causing him to instantly spit out fresh blood.

And for experts, this momentary pause is enough to decide the outcome.

Lu Li slashed out with his sword, and Ren Woxing's head and body were separated.

And at this moment, Lu Li's state was also very poor.

After all, having been sucked for so long, he was truly a bit drained.

Even though Lu Li was a strong person, he could not withstand such a drain.

By a rough estimate, about eighty percent of his True Qi had been sucked away by Ren Woxing.

He sheathed his long sword and walked over to a stone table nearby to sit down.

Ren Yingying could hardly believe the fact before her eyes; her own father had just been released from prison, only to be killed by Lu Li!

"Lu Li, I will kill you!"

"Saintess, you must not."

Xiang Wentian grabbed and stopped Ren Yingying.

"It is better to bury the Cult Leader's body as soon as possible."

Xiang Wentian was afraid.

Even though Lu Li was very weak, Xiang Wentian had no confidence that he could defeat Lu Li.

The Heavenly King Xiang Wentian actually had a time when he was scared into submission by someone!

Ren Yingying pursed her lips, and finally, she and Xiang Wentian picked up the corpses of Lvzhuweng and Ren Woxing, and flew away.

Inside Meizhuang, the Sword Qi dissipated, leaving only the mottled plum blossoms, and Lu Li sitting alone.

Thereafter, news spread through the Jianghu that Lu Li had followed Xiang Wentian and the others to Meizhuang to rescue Ren Woxing, and killed Ren Woxing on that very same day.

Later generations have Seven Swords Descend the Tianshan Mountains; today there is Asura Sword Descends Mount Hua.

Only to pay respects to the sword, right and wrong are hard to distinguish.