There were many forks in the dense forest between the mountains. Ling Ji, Ling Neng, and Ling Tai once again divided their forces and used Long Hiss as a signal to help each other.
Ling Ji, who had the highest Light-body Technique, blocked his path."Let's see where you can run to, Ling Xu."
" You sure came quickly, Senior Brother Ling Ji."
"Hmph, I advise you to obediently tell me the martial arts of the Ancestral Master so that you won't suffer physical pain," Ling Ji said sternly.
" The fox's tail has finally been revealed. You think you can get involved? You overestimate yourself," Ling Xu said disdainfully.
" Don't think that you can be arrogant just because you've learned the martial arts of the founder. Today, I'll let you experience my power."
Ling Ji drew a circle with his palms and struck the acupoints in front of his chest. Ling Xu, who did not want to waste any time here, used the martial arts that the Wudang ancestor had carved on the wall of Enlightenment Peak for the first time in a real battle. The Soft Palm combined with the Taiji Footwork neutralized the attack and counterattacked. The weak palm force hit Ling Ji's body. It seemed powerless, but in fact, the Soft Palm hit the acupoints all over the human body, causing the opponent to lose his mobility for a short period of time.
Ling Ji regretted not listening to his master's warning to fight against Ling Xu alone, causing him to be in a difficult situation. He looked up to the sky and called out to his two junior brothers. Ling Xu cried out in his heart and left Ling Ji behind to run deep into the forest.
He ran to the end of the forest in a panic. There was an impassable cliff in front of him. Ling Xu ran along the edge of the cliff. At this moment, Ling Ji, Ling Min, and Ling Tai surrounded him. Ling Xu, who was desperate, let out a deep breath and started to fight with his three senior brothers.
At this moment, Ling Xu and his three senior brothers were both in Houtian ninth stage realm. In addition, they had practiced the exquisite martial arts moves of their ancestors, so they were evenly matched. Ling Xu, who had been fighting for a long time, tried to break through their encirclement again.
"Be careful of his Soft Palm!" Ling Ji, who had suffered a loss before, warned loudly.
Ling Xu, who had almost zero combat experience, almost fell to the ground because he could not react in time to the changes of his two senior brothers. The three senior brothers had studied their sect's martial arts for many years and knew the acupoints and weak points of the human body like the back of their hands. Ling Xu also relied on exquisite footwork to escape several dangerous situations.
Martial Uncle Chong Ming and his disciples were wearing mourning clothes and carrying a coffin over. The name of Senior Sister Ling Long was written on the memorial tablet. Ling Xu, whose blood was boiling, forced his three senior brothers back. He looked at the group of people with a complicated expression and looked at the beauty inside the coffin affectionately.
"Lingxu, return my daughter's life!" Uncle Master Chong Ming shouted angrily.
" Pui, you still have the cheek to question me? If you didn't steal the martial arts of the Ancestral Master in my hands, how would Senior Sister die?"
" Humph, I'll give you two choices now. One is to tell me the martial arts of the founder and I'll leave your corpse intact to be buried with my daughter. The other is to turn you into a human stick and trap you in a jar. You'll be tortured to death," Uncle Chong Ming said.
" I really feel bad for Senior Sister. How could she have such a cold-blooded father? Your existence is a disgrace to Wudang. I'll kill you today even if I have to die together with you."
" What a joke. Don't think that you can be arrogant just because you've learned the martial arts of the founder. Today, even if you grow wings, you can forget about flying out of my palm. You're going to be beaten to death," Uncle Chongming said fiercely.
" Master, I can't serve you anymore in this life." Ling Xu took out several silver needles from his pocket and pierced them into the nine acupoints of the human body to stimulate his potential. His Genuine Qi surged into the major acupoints all over his body like a broken dam. In a short period of time, his martial arts cultivation had reached the peak of the Postliminary Realm. His tyrannical aura made the three senior brothers beside him subconsciously take a few steps back.
Through the acupuncture of the silver needles, Ling Xu had advanced two small realms to the peak of the Houtian Realm. Genuine Qi covered his entire body, and his robe and long hair fluttered without the wind. A blood-red vein appeared between his eyebrows, and even his eyes had turned blood-red. The cultivation method Ling Xu used was unintentionally deduced by the Wudang Sect's founder when he created the Innate Martial Art, the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate, to break the Bloodthirsty Sword Art of the Dark Sect. It looked so strange because it had the shadow of the martial art of the Dark Sect.
"The three of you aren't any good either. I'll kill you all today!" After his potential was triggered, his hatred was amplified several times. Ling Xu looked at his three senior brothers who were helping the wicked and said fiercely,
Pulling out the treasured sword he had taken from the Sect Leader's Treasure House, he walked to one of the Senior Brothers with extremely brilliant and exquisite footwork. He raised his sword and easily cut off his head. In a very short time, he had finished off the three Senior Brothers who had fought with him earlier. The Senior Brothers who had come with Martial Uncle Chongming were so scared that they kept retreating.
" Are you using the martial arts created by the founder?" Martial Uncle Chongming asked anxiously. Ling Xu pointed his sword at him as if he did not hear him.
Senior Uncle Chong Ming saw this and drew out his sword. He stepped forward with exquisite footwork and used the Taiji Sword to fight with Ling Xu. Those who could enter the Xiantian realm were all talented and intelligent. Moreover, Ling Xu was only at the peak of the Houtian realm and was much weaker than Xiantian experts. If it wasn't for his exquisite footwork, he would have been killed long ago.
The longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable the situation was for Lingxu. Not only that, the cultivation base that he had forcefully improved through the method of acupuncture with silver needles had begun to fall. The hidden force emitted by the sword in Zhenren Chongming's hand made Lingxu's sword buzz. Every time it hit, his qi and blood would surge once, and the blood would rush into his mouth and be forcefully swallowed by him.
Ling Xu decisively took a direct hit from Senior Uncle Chong Ming's sword in a way that both sides would suffer. Several hidden forces came from the tip of the sword and messed up his internal organs. The disorder of his genuine Qi caused his Qi and blood to surge, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His expression was much more dispirited. Ling Xu endured the pain and slightly turned his body to condense the remaining genuine Qi into his left arm. He used his sword to block the opponent's sword and instantly threw out the condensed genuine Qi. With his rich combat experience, he decisively threw away the sword in his hand. In a hurry, he raised his arm to block the attack.
Ling Xu executed the strongest single target attack martial art of the Martial Ancestor's martial arts, Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve. Even Martial Uncle Chong Ming, who was as strong as a Xiantian expert, was forced back a few meters. Moreover, the place where he was hit was slightly numb. How could he not be shocked?
Ling Xu covered his wound and leaned on his sword to support his body. He looked at Chong Ming and said with a smile,"A Xiantian master is only so-so, yet he was still defeated by an unknown person like me. If this spreads to the martial world, I'll see where you can put your face."
" Your little tricks are all left behind by me. It's not that easy to anger me. As for you…you only have half a day left. Let's see how you're going to fight me, haha," Chong Ming laughed.
Hmph, even if I die, I'll drag you down with me."
Ling Xu raised the sword in his hand and stabbed at the three Death Acupuncture Points. He endured the pain and connected the nine points he had stabbed earlier with the hidden acupoints that blocked the three Death Acupuncture Points. He traded his life for the most powerful force.
" Madman, he's really a f * cking madman!" Daoist Chongming cursed when he saw Lingxu's actions.
Ling Xu, who had already reached the Quasi-Connate Realm, said,"I've said it before. Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me."
Ling Xu shouted," Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God ". He gathered all the genuine Qi in his body and poured it into the sword. Then, with exquisite footwork, he swung the sword at Reverend Chong Ming. The latter took the sword in the air and neutralized the sword attack. Because he had forcefully raised his cultivation base, he could not control it freely. The invisible sword Qi cut everything in the surroundings. Even his fellow disciples who were watching the battle from afar were cut.
The Innate Martial Art, Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God, had a total of thirteen sword moves. Every sword move would increase the attack power by one point. The last three sword moves were the essence of this sword technique, and the attack power would increase by multiple times. By the time Ling Xu swung his ninth sword, Perfected Chong Ming was already unable to withstand it. The tenth sword move sent him flying with his sword. When he swung his eleventh sword move, the sword Qi invaded his body and turned his internal organs upside down, cutting off his vitality.
When he was about to use the twelfth sword movement, Ling Xu was already at the end of his rope and had no more strength to swing his sword. The bleeding Perfected Chong Ming seized this opportunity to strike Ling Xu's chest with all his internal energy. The huge palm print was left on his chest, about an inch deep. The strong qi penetrated through his body and shattered the clothes on his back. Ling Xu flew towards the cliff like a kite with a broken string.
Looking at everything that he had caused, Ling Xu smiled. His smile was so desolate.
Let him bear the infamy of killing his fellow disciples and killing his Uncle-Master! His life was coming to an end anyway. Without these people, Wudang's strength would decline in a short period of time. With the martial arts of the founder that he had contributed, he believed that in the future, Wudang's original heroic spirit would once again blow across the entire Divine Land. tu
After untying the knot in his heart, the corners of his mouth revealed the most poignant smile. He looked up at the sky and his vision became narrower and narrower. His vision began to blur until it was pitch black.
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