Chapter 128

However, as soon as he began to manipulate them, Lin Mo's brows furrowed slightly, as he felt a sense of heaviness.

It was a burden different from that of wielding a single sword.

"As expected, wielding six swords in a single breath requires training; after all, this is my first attempt."

Sensing the discomfort of wielding four swords, Lin Mo realized this was something he needed to train for.

Just like the initial Art of Sword Flight, flying while wielding a sword also required practice.

In an instant, Lin Mo began to focus on controlling the four flying swords.

Under the use of the True Art of Sword Flight, he felt a subtle connection establish itself between his mind and the flying swords.

Each flying sword faithfully executed his commands under his will, as if they had become extensions of his own hands.

At first, the coordination between the flying swords was still a bit raw, and Lin Mo had to expend more mental effort to maintain their stability.

But as time passed, his control gradually became proficient.

He experimented with adjusting the positions of the flying swords, letting them flip and dance in the air, sometimes forming a line, sometimes arranging themselves into a star pattern, as if performing a unique dance of sword arts.

Lin Mo's gaze gradually deepened as he began to ponder how to more flexibly utilize this set of sword arts.

One flying sword instantly soared into the sky before diving down, while another darted rapidly through the night, as smooth as flowing clouds and water.

He experimented with letting the flying swords cooperate with each other, forming a well-ordered formation.

The power of this sword art was maximized under his control, with every flying sword becoming an indestructible sharp weapon.

As time passed, fine beads of sweat seeped onto Lin Mo's forehead.

But his gaze remained as sharp as a sword.

He was constantly adjusting his posture, honing his control.

Gradually, his mind seemed to merge into the flying swords; he could sense the existence of each one, as if he had formed a tacit understanding with them.

Finally, when he gathered all the flying swords once more and arranged them neatly before him, a sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart.

He knew that his mastery of the Art of Sword Flight had stepped onto a new level.

"I have the means of attack, so the remaining swords can be used to guard myself."

Feeling these swords, Lin Mo pondered.

He had already managed to control these few swords, and he discovered that while manipulating them, he could also use the extra swords to guard his own side.

"If I add points to it, then there will inevitably be a new breakthrough in the number of swords I can wield."

Lin Mo whispered while manipulating the four swords before him.

And while Lin Mo was whispering,

Not far away, on a hillside, two people who had walked over saw this scene, their pupils shrinking violently, their eyes filled with shock.

"How is that possible? Why can those swords hover in front of him?"

"Is it the power of the Anemo element? Is this Millelith a Vision holder?"

They had only come to investigate the Millelith related to the Liyue Qixing, but they never expected that this Millelith could actually make swords fly.

The sight of those few swords dancing around him made their eyes go wide.

How was this done!

The next second, they realized this Millelith was no ordinary person.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to make the swords fly.

Only an Anemo Vision holder could do such a thing.

And an Anemo Vision holder was not someone they could deal with.

So the two Fatui did not hesitate at all and decisively chose to leave; they had to go back and report this news!

"Swish, swish, swish!"...

Just as the two were about to retreat, three sword beams tore through the sky, instantly intercepting the two Fatui, causing their expressions to change drastically.

"I didn't expect that I would actually attract the attention of the Fatui."

At this moment, Lin Mo walked toward the two Fatui, his expression surprised: "Why did you come here?"

Lin Mo truly could not imagine how he had attracted the attention of the Fatui.

It made no sense.

The Fatui in Liyue were suppressed to death by the Liyue authorities.

Whether inside Liyue Harbor or in the surrounding areas outside the city, Fatui were very, very rare.

Most Fatui were active in various ruins across the Liyue landscape, possessing all sorts of new recruit training bases.

He was just a mere Millelith; how could he attract the investigation of the Fatui?

If he hadn't been flying with his sword, he wouldn't have even discovered them.

"Is it because of the Art of Sword Flight?"

Thinking of the situation yesterday when he tried to use the Art of Sword Flight, which caused quite a stir near the Cloud-Coming Sea and Liyue Harbor, Lin Mo pondered; this was very likely the reason.

But it shouldn't be.

The Fatui in Liyue had no reason to pay attention to this.

"We were just passing by."

Looking at the approaching Lin Mo, the two Fatui's expressions changed slightly, and they said in a deep voice: "We were not paying attention to a mere Millelith like you."

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

That was a lie.

At this moment, the two Fatui retreated rapidly, trying to escape the place immediately.

Seeing the two who wanted to flee, Lin Mo shook his head and directly moved his mind, causing the three hovering swords to dive toward the two Fatui.

As Lin Mo executed the Art of Sword Flight, the sword light flickered and sword Qi condensed, emitting a heart-palpitating sharpness.

In Lin Mo's line of sight, he only needed to move his mind to easily aim at the Fatui's figures, letting the swords shoot out in an instant; for a time, the sound of breaking air resounded.

Seeing this, the Fatui's expressions changed, and without a moment's hesitation, they took out their blades to resist!

The two instantly blocked two of the swords, but they had no hands left to block the third.

· ····Begging for flowers····· ····

A sword brushed past their sides, tearing through the air, leaving a deep wound in the blink of an eye.

"This!"

Feeling the stinging pain, the two Fatui were terrified.

What kind of method was this?

It could actually make swords attack them from a distance.

And there was not even a trace of elemental power.

The two did not hesitate at all and decisively chose to flee immediately.

Even though Lin Mo was not a Vision holder, they still had no courage to resist; this eerie scene made their hearts panic with fear.

Seeing this, Lin Mo once again moved his mind, manipulating the fourth sword.

Keqing's sword flew through the air, shooting toward the two fleeing Fatui.

The sword light was as sharp as a winter wind, and the sword Qi was as solid as frost, instantly driving the two fleeing Fatui into a desperate situation.

Facing this scene, the two Fatui showed expressions of terror.

Although they were also quite strong and not ordinary people, and although they had no Visions, they had experienced battles.

But against a mysterious and powerful skill like the Art of Sword Flight, they were unable to make any effective counterattack!

To ordinary people, this sword attack was simply an inconceivable existence.

As the four swords flickered, the two Fatui only felt the shadow of death approaching.

"We are willing to be captured!"

"We are willing to surrender!"

Without any hesitation, the two Fatui hurriedly dropped the weapons in their hands, gave up resistance, and begged for mercy.

At this moment, there were already several bleeding sword wounds on their bodies.

If they did not give up resistance, they suspected they would lose their lives here today.

They had been completely intimidated by Lin Mo's Art of Sword Flight and were filled with awe and fear toward him.

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