novelraw Chapter 828 828: Won't Cry Until You See the Coffin
Chapter 828 828: Won't Cry Until You See the Coffin
At that moment, as Jiang Feng's sword, elegant and peerless, was about to pierce Jing Wuming's face, penetrating through!
Jing Wuming let out a roar of grief and anger, no longer caring about grace, he rolled away in a donkey roll, barely escaping in time.
The posture was quite unsightly, but it was the only way to evade in time!
This was enough to show, in a moment of life and death, Jing Wuming's ability to adapt was extraordinary!
Even Jiang Feng was slightly surprised, then the corner of his mouth curled again with an amused expression.
However, though Jing Wuming managed to evade, the sword light still brushed past his face.
Puff!!!!
A wisp of fresh blood, like willow catkins, flew up along with a bit of black hair!
Jing Wuming was injured!
When Jing Wuming stood up again, his handsome and slightly weathered side face now bore a shocking sword scar!
The impact this had on Jing Wuming was simply unimaginable!
For it was one of the few times in recent years he had been injured.
But that was not the point, for a Martial Artist, what is getting hurt?
The key was that Jing Wuming's mind also suffered a heavy blow!
Jiang Feng used the most pure move of All Swords Return to the Sect to break his ultimate technique.
Moreover, as Jiang Feng said, Jiang Feng's All Swords Return to the Sect was even more powerful than his!
It seemed Jiang Feng was the true master of this move, and he was really just an amateur!
"Jiang Feng, answer me! How do you know All Swords Return to the Sect? And why can you unleash 721 swords?"
Jing Wuming stared lifelessly at Jiang Feng, his eyes filled with blood-red color!
It seemed, unless Jiang Feng gave him a satisfactory explanation, he wouldn't let Jiang Feng off!
"Is it strange? Your move is nothing special, I just temporarily deduced from your Sword Force." Jiang Feng said with a calm smile.
"Deduced?"
Jing Wuming was enraged upon hearing this!
What made him even more furious was Jiang Feng saying his killer move, All Swords Return to the Sect, was nothing special?!
As if it was just a mundane technique?!
This was the biggest insult to him!
"Do you think I would steal your technique? I'm sorry, don't look down on me like that." Jiang Feng still said with a calm smile.
"You!!!" Jing Wuming was furious to the point of trembling!
To know, the reason Jiang Feng could perform All Swords Return to the Sect was indeed from casually deducing Jing Wuming's sword move.
The average person's brain operates at the speed of a few times per second.
While a Martial Artist's thought operates at the speed of several hundred or thousand times per second, like a high-configuration computer, or even faster.
Some martial artists with extraordinary talent, such as Jing Wuming himself, can reach ten thousand times per second with their thought, which is already a terrifying Realm, long having surpassed human limits.
But... Jiang Feng cultivated the "Devouring Sky Demon Technique," the universe revolves around me alone, not to mention little Earth, even in the Cultivation Worlds, he stands above all living beings!
So, as long as he wishes... his thought operates at astronomical speed, already immeasurable by Arabic numerals...
Completely capable of crushing so-called Divine Thought!
Under this terrifying speed of thought operation, according to the enemy's moves, reproducing everything and finding the flaws within, even releasing a more powerful perfect version, was all a breeze.
As for why there was one more sword than Jing Wuming, that was too simple, as long as Jiang Feng wished, not just one sword, even ten thousand more than Jing Wuming, it would be effortless.
How can his body be measured from the perspective of a normal person?
"Jiang Feng, don't use this absurd excuse to evade me, do you think I would believe it? I am increasingly feeling there's something with you, you... are suspicious!" Jing Wuming said staring intently at Jiang Feng.
"Alas..." Jiang Feng shook his head in disappointment: "I'm telling you the truth, if you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do."
"Shut up!!!" Jing Wuming burst out again with a roar!
The limit of All Swords Return to the Sect is to slash 720 swords in a single thought, which was Jing Wuming's understanding.
Jiang Feng's additional sword overturned his comprehension, how could he easily let Jiang Feng go?
"Jiang Feng, I know you are stronger than me, even much stronger! But, today I will not let you off easily, it's either you die or I perish!"
Jing Wuming gripped his Black Iron Embroidered Sword again, ready to sacrifice his life!
"Why be so stubborn? I value your talent, that's why I didn't use more overwhelming means to defeat you, this was all to preserve your self-esteem, to not let your Martial Arts collapse, don't let my efforts go in vain."
Jiang Feng rarely acted benevolent, but Jing Wuming's obstinacy and persistence left him helpless.
Being overly attached to something is both a good and bad thing!
"Shut up!!"
Jing Wuming wouldn't listen, his entire being again brewing a terrifying Sword Force!
He was like a mad demon, his momentum reaching a frightening peak, to dominate the Eight Desolations, to swallow the Nine States!
"Jiang Feng, meet your death!!!" Jing Wuming gritted his teeth, his eyes blood-red!
"You are really a case of not shedding tears until you see the coffin." Jiang Feng frowned, he had already allowed Jing Wuming to attack several times, and didn't want to waste any more time!
At that time, as Jing Wuming was about to erupt hysterically and desperate, Jiang Feng casually threw a punch, striking towards Jing Wuming!
Within this punch, besides pure physical power, there was also the terrifying Dragon and Tiger Power mixed in!
The Fist Gang was simply unimaginable by ordinary people, swallowing mountains and rivers, thundering across the sky, exploding furiously, tearing through eternity!!!
It was like a punch from the Heavenly God!!!
Jing Wuming was still at the critical stage of brewing his ultimate move, suddenly widened his eyes, unable to react in time!
In the nick of time, he had to rely on instinct, stimulating all his Inner Strength to form a barrier of Inner Strength.
Boom!!!
The earth shook and the mountains trembled!!!
The Fist Gang smashed into Jing Wuming's Inner Strength barrier!
The entire forest, like a landmine explosion, the ground trembled fiercely and shook, ravines crisscrossing, exploding like a spiderweb!
Jing Wuming's Inner Strength barrier was instantly shattered!
Then, the Fist Gang, like breaking bamboo, impacted between Jing Wuming's chest and abdomen!
Puff!!!
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, Jing Wuming was directly sent flying backward!
The Black Iron Embroidered Sword in his hand dropped immediately, the weightless Jing Wuming crashed through countless thick trees as thick as a person's waist behind him before falling down in utter disarray.
The extent of the injury wasn't known, but his entire person had become a blood-soaked man!