Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior

Chapter 284 - 183: Penetrating Spiritual Power, Shattering the Flying Sword!

"What a sharp sword!"

Su Mu’s heart was surprised and a sense of caution arose. Despite activating his Small Achievement Molten Fire Golden Body and Jade Bone, he was still injured by the sharpness of that silver small sword. Though it only injured the surface, it nonetheless drew blood.

This kind of flying sword is enough to slay the likes of Yuan Wuming, and if there were ten or more coming at once, it would certainly be quite difficult to handle.

Clang.

The silver sword fell to the ground, and the Fire Sparrow Power flowed through Su Mu’s palm, quickly stopping the bleeding. Su Mu narrowly crushed the flying sword with almost no damage, but the white-shirted scholar who controlled the flying sword was in misery.

Psshh------

The flying sword was connected to the white-shirted scholar’s mind, although not as strong as the Lifebound Gu to the Gu Master Black Insect Elder, it’s importance was not far off. Now, being crushed and destroyed by Su Mu, the scholar instantly suffered a backlash.

The scholar trembled all over, opened his mouth wide with a cry, and spewed several mouthfuls of fresh blood, staining his white shirt and turning his face pale.

Seeing his nurtured flying sword destroyed, twenty years of effort ruined in an instant, a barely discernible look of venomous hatred flashed deep in the scholar’s eyes.

If the white-shirted scholar learned of Su Mu’s earlier thought of ten or more flying swords, he would surely vomit three liters of blood on the spot.

Beside the scholar were five Muscle-Enhancing Martial Artists with varying appearances and strong Qi Blood, but with strange auras. Their faces turned greatly upon seeing Su Mu, looked at Su Mu with extreme dread, but were even more afraid of the scholar. They immediately grabbed onto the blades at their waists.

"Incense Master!"

The white-shirted scholar waved a hand, displaying a peaceful and kindly demeanor.

"You have good skills, sir. May I know why you visited Changping Manor late at night? Perhaps there’s a misunderstanding between us. Why not clear it up?"

The bloodstained white-shirted scholar showed a warm smile, exuding a natural authority of someone who has long been in a high position.

Su Mu glanced at the white-shirted scholar, known by others as ’Incense Master’ and realized that this person was Gongsun Xin, the enemy who exterminated the Yan Family.

The venomous look in Gongsun Xin’s eyes was evident to Su Mu, in addition, Pharmacist’s words about Martial Artists refining their own bodies for unrivaled close-combat replayed in Su Mu’s ear.

Clearly, Gongsun Xin carries five Seventh-Grade Martial Artists to prevent people from approaching him. As it appears, a Daoist Cultivator’s fatal weakness is the feeble flesh. Observing Gongsun Xin’s Qi Blood seemed only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

His idea of close combat with Yuan Qing was not wrong. Only by engaging in close combat did he stand a chance of success. That he still fell in defeat was just because the disparity in strength was too great.

Daoist Cultivators hold an overwhelming advantage at a distance. Only close combat is the advantage of a Martial Artist!

"So you are Gongsun Xin?"

The white-shirted scholar was overwhelmed with dread. Since the opponent knows he is Gongsun Xin, he surely knows that this place is a Changping Dao outpost. Yet, the opponent dared to approach so openly, showing he has confidence.

"That is indeed me. How should I address you, sir?"

"Dead men need not know."

Before the words were finished, Su Mu flipped instantly, directly launching an unreasonable attack. His spine twisted like a Great Dragon, making crackling sounds. Immediately his waist and abdomen drove his arms, and the Red Flame Spear in his hand shivered in mighty vibration. Under the mighty infusion of Fire Sparrow Power, the inscriptions on the Red Flame Spear instantly all lit up, and it transformed into a Golden Iron Meteor.

Seven Techniques of Tyrant Spear: Golden Iron Meteor!

The Red Flame Spear cut through the air dragging a long flame tail, instantly turning into a Red Thread in the dark night.

"Protect the Incense Master!"

Feeling the power of this spear, the five people in front of Gongsun Xin showed panic, drawing their blades frantically activating their Qi Blood and Power.

And just as the five were desperately fending off.

Two hands suddenly fell on the shoulders of two among the five, and spiritual qi surged, causing the two to stumble and then be thrown towards the spear tip.

Psshh------

The Red Flame Spear pierced through the chests of the two consecutively, tearing through flesh and bones. One showed disbelief, turned his head, and struggled to utter an extremely resentful phrase.

"Incense Master, you..."

The hands that reached out from behind were none other than Gongsun Xin, who threw the two in front to block Su Mu’s spear. The way Su Mu crushed his nurtured flying sword made Gongsun Xin dread immensely.

He knew the bodies of the two wouldn’t block this spear, but as long as he could reduce its power, delay time would be enough. As for the lives of the two, Gongsun Xin didn’t care at all. Before his eyes, these people were no different from strong ants.

The Red Flame Spear pierced forward towards the backward retreating Gongsun Xin, whose eyes were cold and severe. Quickly forming seals with his fingers, he thrust them out in front.

From his palms emerged two blue vortexes, drawing Water Spiritual Qi from heaven and earth. The vortices expanded before him forming a half-yard-wide, translucent blue water curtain.

Sizzle!

The Red Flame Spear fell onto the blue water curtain, creating violent waves and shuddering. The Red Flame Spear slowed down and stagnated before this water curtain.

"Crack!"

Cracks quickly appeared on the water curtain, and soon the whole curtain was crack-ridden.

The spear tip penetrated half an inch into the water curtain, but stopped completely just half an inch away from Gongsun Xin’s eyebrow.

At this moment, a piercing pain emerged, a spot of blood floated from Gongsun Xin’s forehead and blood flowed down seeping into his eyes. He wiped the blood furiously, thinking only half an inch short he could have been severely injured, even killed by Su Mu’s sudden attack. Burned by anger, he directly slapped the Red Flame Spear away.

"You bunch of useless fools, what are you dawdling for? Take your medicine and kill him!"