Chapter 136:
Before the ergence of Spiritual Refining Martial Arts.
The top-notch internal strength martial artists mainly rely on the abundance of their internal strength, the strength of their bodies, and the sophistication of their techniques in combat.
For Sword Ghost, a martial artist like this Spirit Refining one, things are already different from before.
The fights between martial artists are not only physical battles, but also clashes of the mind.
When brave heroes et on a narrow path, the winner erges!
Whether it’s Sword Ghost’s Eye Attacking Technique or the words he speaks to attack the heart, they are no longer limited to physical combat.
Even if there is a great difference in physical strength and internal power between them, Sword Ghost’s powerful mind gives him keen intuition to avoid the combined attack of the Flying Snow Double Blades in the blink of an eye.
As he effortlessly maneuvers between the two swordsn, it adds trendous psychological pressure on both of them.
"From training strength and power to spiritual refining, this is a breakthrough from zero to one."
Sword Ghost watches as the severed head flies and lands on the ground, and the headless body collapses with the usual calm expression on his face.
"How can foolish fools who only know how to train their physical strength be my enemy?" His voice is deep, and he continues to aggressively attack with his sword.
As the Sword Ghost swung his sword, he beheaded the swordsman on the left, leaving the other swordsman in shock.
"How dare you kill my brother?"
The swordsman was filled with both surprise and anger. He clenched the handle of his knife tightly, his knuckles turning pale, clearly reaching the peak of his rage.
"Bloody Shadow Technique!"
His entire body seed to boil with energy, as if he had unleashed a powerful technique similar to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration thod. In an instant, he transford into a streak of blood-red light!
Huh?
Suddenly, the Sword Ghost’s eyes lit up with curiosity.
In that mont, he suddenly sensed a chilling sense of danger, a natural instinct warning him of imminent harm.
A well-trained martial artist who has achieved spiritual refinent can even reach a state of being extrely perceptive, able to sense danger before it happens, making it difficult to be assassinated or ambushed.
And in that brief mont of the swordsman’s sudden outbreak, he felt the intense threat that made his hair stand on end…
He…might die?
But how could this be possible? The other side is just an average 4th rank, who only gained fa in Zhong Province by joining forces with his brother. But now one of them is dead, so how could it be possible…
In a flash, the Sword Ghost switched from offense to defense, holding his sword in a defensive posture in front of his chest.
Then he saw the swordsman’s figure quickly escaping towards the…rear.
"Brother, if I die here, there will be no one to avenge you," the swordsman gritted his teeth and said:
"Just wait, within a hundred years, I will definitely find the Sword Ghost’s misfortune."
Even with the Flying Snow Double Blades joining forces, they were no match for Sword Ghost alone, and he easily killed one of them.
Now that one of them is already dead, what chance does the remaining one have?
While running away quickly, the swordsman also took a quick glance backward.
He already knew how terrifying the Spirit Refining martial artist was. Maybe his sharp intuition could sense that he wasn’t planning to fight hard, but instead was just bluffing.
However, when he turned back, he was surprised to see that the Sword Ghost was still standing in the sa spot.
Did the swordsman deceive him with his bluff? And did he give up on chasing him?
No, sothing isn’t right!
The swordsman noticed sothing strange.
Behind the Sword Ghost.
The elderly man, who was being treated as a re pawn by both sides, had sohow crawled up from the ground. His old eyes were filled with curiosity.
"…Odd." The swordsman didn’t even step into the Spiritual Refining thod, but at this mont, he instinctively felt a strong sense of unease. His speed increased, not just staying the sa but actually getting faster.
The old man with lots of wrinkles stretched his body, and his bones made crackling sounds.
As an immortal, he had no fear in his heart. He didn’t even react to Condor Wei En’s Eye Attacking Technique, let alone the Sword Ghost in front of him.
Qiao Mu wasn’t afraid.
But in the Sword Ghost’s heart, there was a strong sense of fear at this mont.
The intuition of a Spirit Refining martial artist was very strong. They could sense danger and perceive its location in advance.
And now, he sensed a source of danger behind him that was far beyond his expectations.
"Is this the Spirit Refining martial artist?"
A aged voice ca from behind, filled with curiosity.
Qiao Mu had encountered so Spirit Refining martial artists before, but the only one he had truly fought against was the Martial Saint.
When he initially challenged Martial Saint, Martial Saint showed extrely strong ability to anticipate the enemy’s moves. No matter how hard he attacked, the Martial Saint relied on just one finger to block the storm-like assault.
However, it was clear that Martial Saint was an extraordinary individual.
Facing a true 3rd rank of Spiritual Refining Period like Sword Ghost, it was his first ti engaging in combat, and he couldn’t help but feel a strong sense of anticipation.
Great! He’s going to die next!
"Turn around and try to kill ."
Sword Ghost heard such an old voice coming from behind him.
He slowly turned around and t the deep eyes of the old man. A heartbeat began to race in his chest, and his whole body beca covered in goosebumps.
His instincts told him that if he made a move, death was inevitable!
Who exactly was this old man?
His judgnt should be correct. The old man is obviously weak, and doesn’t seem to be a skilled martial artist. Why does he give him such a strong sense of danger?
Although not quite sure why, Sword Ghost believes in his intuition as a Spirit Refining martial artist.
"What kind of joke is this, old sir?" Sword Ghost’s mouth curled up into a smile.
"I ca here just to remind you, old sir, not to walk alone in dark alleys, or else you may be attacked by such evildoers."
As he spoke, he glanced at the headless body beneath his feet.
"It’s getting late, so I won’t disturb you any longer. Be careful on your way, I still need to deal with this corpse to avoid alerting the authorities."
He was about to flee at the sa speed as the previous swordsman, but heard the old man in front of him say lightly:
"Young man, do you think I’m so easily fooled?"
"Be straightforward and take action!"
"Didn’t you say that only a strong and determined mind is the way of a martial artist? Where is your martial spirit?"
The old man urged him to take action, but the more he urged, the greater the sense of danger in Sword Ghost’s heart.
What nonsense! His martial spirit is not about knowingly challenging stronger opponents, even if it ans death!
"Co on, let
see how strong a Spirit Refining martial artist is. You said training is nothing, but you, a Spirit Refining martial artist, should be sothing, right?"
Faced with the old man’s pressure, Sword Ghost could only awkwardly smile.
"No, in front of you, I am naturally nothing, while you are sothing. How could I dare to compete with you?"
The old man: ?
Sword Ghost didn’t know why the old man suddenly choked, but he quickly seized this montary opportunity!
Run!
He quickly jumped onto the high wall at the entrance of the alley and disappeared into the dark night.
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