Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 544 - 185: The Swan Flies in the Wilderness, Only to See Feathers Falling Under the Sky (1/2) (3500 words)

Watching the man casually play with the Fish Intestine Sword across from her, the plump woman who had been holding a sword almost felt her whole body turn ice-cold in an instant, her expression filled with terror.

When had it happened?

She hadn't noticed even the slightest hint of anything amiss.

And no matter when it happened, it always represented an absolutely overwhelming movement technique.

The Sword Master of the Fish Intestine Sword bit her teeth hard; a very strong desire to retreat flashed through her mind, but with the Fish Intestine Sword still in Hong Luoyu's hands, she absolutely could not retreat — to advance meant death, and to retreat was also to face death, perhaps even a fate worse than death.

Thinking of the consequences of losing this sword made the woman shudder even more.

Wang Anfeng was locked in battle with the Jue Que Sword Master, knowing he could not afford to be distracted, but upon hearing a familiar voice, his heart still felt a slight stir. With a diagonal slash, his pale green Sword Gang fiercely cleaved, its edge so fierce that it actually forced the Jue Que Sword to momentarily retreat.

His figure turned swiftly like the wind, without turning back, he only shouted:

"Third Master?"

Tai Shu Jian paused slightly, his guard dropping significantly in an instant.

Yuchi Jie's taut nerves finally relaxed, he spread his arms and fell backwards onto the ground, not caring about the icy ground, and just took a long breath, muttering:

"Damn… almost scared me to death…"

"Feng, focus on your opponent; leave this side to your Master."

The voice was familiar, yet overly stern, so stern that Wang Anfeng wondered if it was a fake, hesitated for a moment, but upon hearing the Scholar in green's voice by his ear, he felt reassured and, raising his longsword, he deflected Jue Que off course.

With Sword Qi stirring up a strong wind, Wang Anfeng moved as lightly as flying catkins, his toes touching the ground, neatly avoiding the sword edge, his expression now calm and assured. With both hands on his sword, its blade slanting towards the big man's frostbitten left hand, he took the stance of the Killing Sword's thirty-third form to face his opponent, saying:

"Gong Yu, my Master has arrived; no need to worry about that side."

Gong Yu nodded.

His sword slanting toward the ground.

The chill was piercing.

The Jue Que Sword Master's face was covered by a mask, his expression unclear, but the movements of Jue Que in his hands grew more vigorous and powerful, yet regardless of whether it was Wang Anfeng or Gong Yu, their techniques were superior. The opponent had lost his original calm and pressing mindset; instead, the threat decreased.

Hong Luoyu casually played with the short sword in his hand, slightly longer than a dagger, flicking the sword edge with his finger, the sound of the sword ringing very faintly, looking toward Lin Qiaofu who was sneaking glances at him, he smiled and said:

"The Fish Intestine is a sword, strike it and it will not break, stab it and it cannot penetrate."

"Is this really that sword?"

Lin Qiaofu plucked up her courage and looked up at the sword in Hong Luoyu's hands.

Seeing that it indeed matched the Famous Sword Fish Intestine recorded in the books, she couldn't help but slow her breathing, as if she was afraid of disturbing this legendary sword, looked carefully and whispered:

"The sword pattern is convoluted, the blade short and sharp, just by its appearance, it should indeed be the Fish Intestine."

"But after all, I am not one of those swordsmiths, I only know a bit about swords, so I cannot be completely sure if it's genuine."

Hong Luoyu smiled, not speaking, continuing to fiddle with the sword, suddenly said:

"Or perhaps just an imitation that looks quite similar?"

He lifted his head, smiled at Lin Qiaofu, and said:

"The archives also record that the Fish Intestine Sword had disappeared for nearly a hundred years, so how could it suddenly appear?"

"I indeed have a method to distinguish the real from the fake, but it's not very convenient."

"Little girl, you can take a look at it first."

"Can, can I?"

Lin Qiaofu's face showed hesitation as well as much curiosity and anticipation. Her gaze was fixed on the dark short sword in Hong Luoyu's hand, and anyone could see she was eager to try.

Hong Luoyu smiled.

Just standing here, he was blocking all the hidden killer intent.

With his right hand, he turned the short sword around, offering the hilt to Lin Qiaofu. Lin hesitated for a moment, but unable to resist her curiosity, she reached out to grasp the hilt of the Fish Intestine Sword, then carefully and meticulously examined it.

Opportunity!

The Sword Master's eyes suddenly brightened.

A faint light suddenly glowed on the Fish Intestine Sword, and almost instantaneously, the Sword Master had appeared beside Lin Qiaofu as if he had teleported. One hand grabbed the hilt of the Fish Intestine Sword, and the other hand stretched out to grasp Lin Qiaofu's pale neck.

Spirit Charm?!

"Is this sword real?"

Lin Qiaofu, not fully aware of what was happening, was somewhat bewildered and spoke subconsciously.

Yuchi Jie squinted his eyes.

Now that the Sword Master was very close to him, if the Fish Intestine Sword was taken from him, it would not benefit anyone. He raised his right hand, and a specially made bolt from the Heavenly Secrets Crossbow was already revealed, his finger on the trigger. Yet, even with his responsive nature, he was hardly comparable to a Fourth Rank martial artist.

The Sword Master grasped the hilt of the Fish Intestine Sword, feeling momentarily reassured. With his left hand grabbing Lin Qiaofu's shoulder, he wielded the sword in reverse grip with his right hand. His inner strength resonated with the spirit of the blade, and he fiercely slashed toward Hong Luoyu.

Drawing the sword was always the quickest move.

The speed of this strike far exceeded her mastery in movement techniques.

As a martial artist who specialized in movement techniques, she knew well that those with similar skills, except for technique, were usually incompetent in other areas, unless they possessed a divine weapon. Otherwise, showing their tracks would already put them at a disadvantage, unable to compete with other experts.

And Hong Luoyu was unarmed at the moment.

Black hair tossed, and the charming expression around his eyes and eyebrows was gone, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness.

The cold light of the Fish Intestine Sword slashed across Hong Luoyu's chest.

Lin Qiaofu finally couldn't help but scream out loud, while Yuchi Jie gritted his teeth in hatred, his facial color turning instantly ashen. Just when an expert had finally appeared to help, he was so carelessly defeated as if capsizing in a gutter.

He had never seen such recklessness!

The expression on the woman's face subtly changed.

It was clearly visible to the naked eye that Hong Luoyu didn't manage to react in time.

Yet, with the Spirit Charm invoked, the suddenly accelerated blade had already slashed through Hong Luoyu's chest, penetrating deeply up to more than a foot. However, she felt absolutely no sensation of cutting through a real object.

It was like cutting through a gust of wind.

The Fish Intestine Sword appeared on Hong Luoyu's right side, swung back in a return arc, and the blade moved through the space without emitting any sound.

Yuchi Jie wore a gloomy expression, thinking about what he had just said, already contemplating his own demise.

Lin Qiaofu was about to cry out in desperation, Tai Shu Jian pursed his lips, clenched the broken sword in his hand, his right leg powered up, merging into his Dantian, and his entire body tensed up like a tightly drawn longbow.

The sword in his hand shone with a cold light.

"The Fish Intestine Sword is known as the sword of absolute bravery, with no return once drawn," he said.

"It's not merely an assassin's sword."

The situation was tense, showcasing the myriad forms of life.

Those who should have had their chests split open by Hong Luoyu slowly opened their mouths to speak, and in the eyes of the Fish Intestine Sword Master, doubt finally turned into full-blown terror. The sword in his hand fiercely scooped back, and at the same time, his left hand grabbed Lin Qiaofu and ruthlessly smashed her towards Hong Luoyu's direction.

Lin Qiaofu couldn't help but let out a cry of alarm, her eyes tightly shut.

Meanwhile, the Fish Intestine Sword Master had already sidestepped and retreated, his body even reappeared with more afterimages, a missed hit led to an immediate escape.

Hong Luoyu stepped forward, his left hand held Lin Qiaofu in an embrace, dissipating the tremendous force, and she felt no impact at all, his right hand slightly raised.

The Fish Intestine Sword Master's heart trembled violently.

Her speed had reached its limit, what Tai Shu Jian and others saw was the shadow of her a moment ago, but the man in the pale long robe kept his gaze on her, appearing smiling yet not smiling.

A chill ran through the woman's heart.

Her movement technique's speed increased again, beyond the limits of human sight capture.

Yet, Hong Luoyu appeared utterly calm; his left arm cradled the girl, dissipating the vigorous Qi, his right hand slightly flexed, his movements slow and composed without urgency.

Then a light flick.

A crisp tinkling sound...

Countless sword shadows all dispersed at once, Hong Luoyu's fair fingers lightly tapped on the sword edge.

Twenty thoughts make a moment, twenty moments make a flick, twenty flicks make a Luo Pre, twenty Luo Pre make a moment, and there are thirty moments in a day and a night.

In an instant, more than three thousand taps were executed.

It was called "Three Thousand Worlds."

Yet in everyone's eyes, the man in the pale robe simply flicked his fingers casually, and the sword cry abruptly sounded, then surged violently. A crescent-like notch appeared on the highly revered Fish Intestine Sword.

The face of the Fish Intestine Sword Master went rigid in an instant.

Her movement technique was blocked, she gripped her sword and swiftly retreated. Hong Luoyu did not attempt to stop her, allowing her to withdraw tens of feet away. Yet in that brief moment, fine cracks densely covered the entire blade of her Fish Intestine Sword.

A low hum ensued.

The part of the sword blade silently slid off, landing on the ground just recently frozen by Gong Yu's Qi force, making a faint ting sound.

In another instant, the entire sword disintegrated.

The woman was left holding merely the bare hilt, her face pallid, her hand trembling, even the hilt dropped to the ground, clanging loudly.

A dead silence followed.

Hong Luoyu withdrew his hand; his left hand released the girl's waist.

Lin Qiaofu's face flushed red, she stepped back twice, and was embraced by Lv Bai Ping. Yuchi Jie looked at the shattered Fish Intestine Sword on the ground, his brain somewhat frozen.

Hong Luoyu glanced at the broken Fish Intestine Sword on the ground and said lightly,

"It seems, it was fake."

It took Yuchi Jie a long time to come to his senses, his mind felt muddled. Looking at the man standing with his hands behind him, he was momentarily lost for words.

Was this the method he meant for discerning the real from the fake?

Truly remarkable...

What a spectacle! What grandeur!

A deep envy emerged in Yuchi Jie's eyes.

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The body of the Fish Intestine Sword Master had begun to tremble slightly, her eyes dim, devoid of any thought of fleeing. Hong Luoyu looked towards the distant fighting figures, chuckled, and then took a step.

The sound came from a considerable distance; the Fish Intestine Sword Master paused, then spun around sharply.

Her expression suddenly changed.

Hong Luoyu's figure had already appeared in front of the man. This was a battle of life and death, aptly described as rapidly changing. Wang Anfeng's expression was tense, his palms generating Sword Qi, thunder already present in his dark pupils, his fists directly striking at Jue Que Sword Master's Dantian.

Gong Yu leaped forward, the sword in her hand fiercely chilling, slashing straight down.

Jue Que Sword Master raised his head and bellowed, the Jue Que Sword in his hand finally unveiling the spiritual charm hidden within, stirring a great World influence as if a surging tide flowed between Heaven and Earth, striking in the attack, encompassing both Wang Anfeng and Gong Yu.

The ground collapsed in an instant.

Energy waves rolled, three Qi mechanisms clashing, celestial phenomena already beginning to change.

Hong Luoyu stepped forward, his robe billowing, perfectly embodying the scholar's composed grace, moving forward from amidst the green Sword Qi, the force of Heaven and Earth, and the chill of Sword Intent. His left hand rested behind his back, raising his hand, he lightly pressed it on the shoulder of the man who was one step away from entering the Grandmaster Realm through External Cultivation.

A faint unusual color surfaced in the woman's eyes, as if the lifeless body once more moved slightly.

Lin Qiaofu, Yuchi Jie, and others were all focused on the distant clash, not noticing this subtle movement.

The Inner Strength within the Fish Intestine Sword Master slowly flowed.

At that moment, the residual image left behind by Hong Luoyu's recent change in position suddenly raised its hand, the right hand finger lightly touching the Fish Intestine Sword Master's brow.

The woman's body instantly stiffened.

Her eyes widened, staring incredulously at the person before her who should have been just a residual image.

Hong Luoyu smiled lightly, leisurely said,

"Your life or the Fish Intestine Sword, which is harder?"

"Would you like to try?"

The finger felt cool to the touch, tangible, not illusory.

The woman's face turned deathly pale.

Meanwhile, Hong Luoyu's hand had landed on the shoulder of the Jue Que Sword Master.

Deathly silence filled the moment.

Just one step away from stepping into the Grandmaster Realm through External Cultivation, the burly man's muscle and veins burst, unable to hold onto the massive Jue Que, he thunderously knelt to the ground.

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