Book 7 Chapter 21

A Thousand Year Old Supernatural Sword and Na Yerin

- Correlation between flirting and rejuvenation

"You little rat!"

Thousand-Seven has a sword that even a child can dodge.

I didn't want to think of it as a level.

Because of this, Chen Shan had to kill Bi Ryuyeon.

Blue flesh flickered in his eyes, and he decided to get a little more serious.

Forty-Fourth Demon Spirit Sword Technique (招魂鬼靈劍法)

First call (第一招)

Haunted Spirit (鬼靈壓魂)

His sword moved lazily forward, stretching slowly toward Bi Ryuyeon. The speed was incomparably slower than a moment ago. However, the power contained within this slow speed was terrifying.

A thousand-year-old sword was better when it was drawn slowly than when it was drawn quickly. To match his slender frame and slender sword, he practiced a heavy bokken (崩劍). A bokken is a sword technique that uses the power of the sword to press down on an opponent and break them with force. It is one of the most powerful sword techniques.

The ground rumbled and shook ferociously. An intangible pressure flew toward Bi Ryuyeon without warning.

"Quack!"

Another deafening roar assaulted his ears. This time, Bi Ryuyeon didn't move a step. There was no need to move.

Where the Sword of a Thousand Killings was pointed, Na Yerin stood, sword drawn, instead of the rat, Bi Ryuyeon. Her gaze had bothered him since the first time he'd seen her. It was better to get rid of Hu Huan beforehand.

"Danger!" she screamed, and before she had time to warn him, a sharp blade dug into her.

"Chara-chara!"

A scream erupted as sword met sword. Na Yerin's sword had narrowly blocked the first of the Thousand-Spirit Ghost Sword Techniques.

"Phew!"

The watching celestials breathed a sigh of relief and patted their chests. But the situation was far from over. It was too soon to breathe a sigh of relief.

The thousand-year-old sword pressed in on Na Yerin with its momentum alone. It was indeed a sword technique worthy of being called a sword spirit.

"Woof! Woof!"

Na Yerin's jade jade spirit cried out as it gained momentum. A white mist-like sword energy wrapped around her blade.

She frowned slightly at the fine ami. She thought she'd used up most of her power, but there was still some left. Her arm throbbed with a stabbing pain. The sword turned white as if frost had fallen. A silvery mist rose to shield her.

"Sissy, what's your name?"

The girl, who could barely have been more than twenty years old, had blocked his heartfelt blow. Moreover, she possessed a beauty that made his eyes pop out, even for an old man. If his cultivation level had been a little lower, he might have been mesmerized by her beauty.

"Eek!"

But then Bi Ryuyeon interrupted him, as if to say no more sass.

"You're so cheeky!"

A line of blood twitched on the thousand-year-old's forehead. Bi Ryuyeon stared back at him with a sneer on his face, his mouth curling into a mocking smile.

"Don't you think the old man is being a little too cautious?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you think it's too late to try to seduce a girl at that age, considering your age?"

"What a cheeky little brat!"

The sense of being victimized by a younger man, a younger man who had done nothing to her today, gripped her. The sense of victimization became life, stretching from the inside out. Life surged through his body.

"The old man's ardent zeal and valiant endeavors for rejuvenation may be an example to others, but if they are excessive, they are also disgraceful; and though his intentions are lofty and hypothetical, I think it would be a better study to cultivate patience!"

Blue sparks flew from the thousand-year-old's old eyes.

"I've never seen such a cocky bastard as you in my life. Of course, you said that after you were ready to die, right?"

"If you can kill it, it's a good challenge to try to kill it. Are you going to kill me?"

"Of course. If you know that, why do you ask?"

The thousand-year-old sword pole had already stretched forward, threatening Bi Ryuyeon's life. It was a simple technique for a thousand-year-old master to take the life of his opponent the moment the sword pole was pointed at him.

"Sometimes doing the impossible for rejuvenation is a good thing for your enterprising spirit, and it's much nicer to look at than trying to seduce a woman."

Tian Shi still couldn't get over the sickening smile on Bi Ryuyeon's face. The smile made him want to twist his opponent to death, and the mockery and contempt it contained was driving his temper to the brink of explosion.

"You talked too long. Die!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhh!"

As he spoke, a silver line drew through the air. It was terrifyingly fast.

His swordplay is so fast that it's hard to tell if he's been wielding a boron sword or not.

This is what pleasure is, it seemed to show.

"Chaing!"

But his one swipe of a thousand killing blades was doomed to failure. A woman's sword blocked his blade. Her sword had a chill to it.

"Am I interrupting?"

Tianxia glared at Na Yerin with a brilliant auricular light. Na Yerin nodded slightly, giving him a sign of approval. Her expression was still devoid of any emotion, her face only growing more and more pensive.

Bi Ryuyeon again hid her new sentence behind the width of a woman's skirt.

'Hmph… By standing in my way, by blocking the Sword of a Thousand Killings for me, does that mean you're admitting that I'm weaker than you?'

For the time being, that seemed to be the story, but he couldn't be sure if there was any sympathy in her heart. Her face showed no sign of any emotion. A thought flashed through her mind that this might be a failed operation.

"I didn't trust Yeomdo after all!

Perhaps the reason for her failure was that she trusted someone she shouldn't have. She wanted to calmly review the reasons for her failure one by one, but Chunxin didn't seem to want to give her that space.

"Hiding behind a woman is disgusting!"

A thousand and one years old.

"I can't believe you would make such an unequal statement!"

Bi Ryuyeon retorted furiously behind the woman's back.

"Why did you stop me?"

asked.

"It is the duty of the strong to protect the weak."

Na Yerin snorted at his answer.

"It is the duty and right of the strong to crush the weak without ejaculation! It is such a greedy, tempting, enticing fruit! Irresistible! Cckk!"

"Your values have nothing to do with me."

Her voice was unchanged, chillingly quiet.

"It's going to matter soon, because you're going to be the underdog!"

The thousand-year-old's eyes began to glow with a faint luminescence.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

The sound of the bell echoed in my ears.

Na Yerin felt a chill and a shiver run down her spine, as if a viper had licked her cheek with its red tongue. Warnings of danger screamed loudly in her head. But as a disciple of Sword Hu, she could not sheath a sword once drawn in vain.

She became more and more cautious. There was no room in her heart for laxity. The slightest slip of the tongue could kill her.

The blackness emanating from her body was getting colder and colder.

"Why?"

Despite having the upper hand, Chen Shan's complexion was never bright. It was as if he had chewed a handful of soybeans, his face hardening more and more like a statue.

"Why… why isn't it working?"

His serpentine eyes and strong face were filled with questions. He was haunted by questions he had never faced before, and the razor-sharp sword energy that emanated from his entire body grew increasingly nervous. Even though he had the upper hand, he was on edge.

"Why can't my spirit eye work on you?"

"……."

Na Yerin didn't feel compelled to answer questions she didn't feel the need to answer; the more he fidgeted, the better for her. She still managed to maintain a single point of unflappable posture.

Chen Xiaolian's face grew more and more serious. While pretending to converse, he had used the Guiyuan subtly, but it had become useless.

"I'm sorry, but I can't keep you alive! I can't keep you alive. It's too much of a risk to keep you alive when you don't have my tricks!"

Dark flesh sprouted from his entire body. It was sharp flesh, like needles piercing flesh. Every inch of flesh became a sharp sword, pointed at her.

Hiding behind the width of her skirt, Bi Ryuyeon had to think about her next move.