Chapter 271: The Sword Spans the Vast Sky, Illuminating the Mountains and Rivers

"How... how can this be..."

The slender old man was dumbfounded, almost jumping up in astonishment.

The Little Thunderfire Formation he set up was enough to trap a Martial Ancestor at the innate level, causing severe injuries if not death.

But now, Su Yi walked out as if nothing had happened, unscathed!

"Indeed, this young Master Su is not ordinary," Wang Zhuo also paused for a moment, then sighed with emotion.

It seemed that he wasn't too surprised.

"Just because the formation couldn't trap him doesn't mean he can't be killed," the burly giant on the side said, grinning. His eyes were like crimson copper bells, emanating a brutal and bloodthirsty aura.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, amid the pouring rain, a barely detectable sound of breaking through the air resounded.

Su Yi held the oil-paper umbrella in one hand and casually pointed into the void with his right hand.

In the dim night, a pitch-black arrow shattered with a bang when it was about a zhang away from Su Yi.

But that was just the beginning--

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A series of urgent and sharp sounds, resembling the playing of a harp, reverberated in the night. Blades suddenly swept over from all directions in the void.

These blades were thin as cicada wings, shaped like willow leaves, and almost transparent, but exuded a sharp and awe-inspiring edge.

The void seemed to be torn apart, revealing numerous crisscrossing cracks.

Those blades, mixed in the rainwater, floated unpredictably, making it extremely difficult to perceive and defend against.

Faced with such sudden attacks, not to mention Martial Masters, even a Martial Ancestor would find it challenging to capture the trajectory of those blades.

Undoubtedly, the person who made the move was extremely skilled in the art of assassination. Taking advantage of the cover of night and rain, they launched a terrifying assault against Su Yi.

Wang Zhuo nodded silently, his gaze sharp as lightning as he watched Su Yi in the distance, as if he wanted to see how he would resolve this assassination attempt.

However, contrary to his expectations, Su Yi did not dodge. He seemed completely unaware and continued walking towards them.

As the blades approached like a net closing in--

At that moment, a sword light darker and deeper than the night suddenly appeared from Su Yi's right hand. Vaguely, it seemed to emit the fierce and unruly cry of a ferocious bird.

Swish!

The sword light flashed.

Hundreds and thousands of blade-like leaves, as delicate as willow leaves, were all swept away as if made of paper, bursting into pieces within a foot of Su Yi.

The torrential rain seemed to be cut open by this sword, unmatched in its sharpness, shocking everyone's hearts.

"This..."

Behind a black rock dozens of zhang away, a woman in a black robe couldn't help but be astonished.

In front of her knees, a guqin lay horizontally. It was a powerful spiritual weapon, and its strings could transform into invisible sonic blades, capable of killing enemies from a distance.

The woman in the black robe already possessed profound martial cultivation, and her proficiency in playing the qin had reached a state of perfection. She was confident that even against a Martial Ancestor, she could cause them to be in a sorry state.

But now, her deadly strike was resolved by a single sword!

Gritting her teeth, the woman in the black robe flicked her ten fingers, intending to play the qin once again to kill her enemy.

However, at that moment, a faint sigh resounded:

"The art of assassination, if the first strike fails, you should have immediately fled a thousand miles away without any hesitation. And you... undoubtedly, are not a qualified assassin."

While the voice still echoed, the woman in the black robe didn't even have time to react before a wisp of sword qi descended out of thin air.

Boom!

One by one, the qin strings shattered simultaneously, and the qin body was severed in the middle.

The woman in the black robe remained seated, with a straight streak of blood starting from her forehead, flowing down her nose, lips, chin, throat, and chest.

"Good... good swordsmanship..." The woman in the black robe uttered fragmented words.

Then, her figure quietly split into two halves, falling to both sides of the ground, just like a split melon. Blood gushed out like a waterfall, washed away by the rainwater.

Looking at Su Yi, he continued walking through the rainy night, completely absorbed in his own thoughts.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Wang Zhuo's expression became grave, and he said, "Tie Kong, it's your turn."

A burly figure, Tie Kong, nodded.

Boom!

Tie Kong's towering figure suddenly erupted with monstrous demonic energy. His eyes turned crimson, and a layer of black hair grew madly all over his body, resembling steel needles.

"Formation!"

Tie Kong roared ferociously, his voice shaking the sky, resembling the roar of thunder.

Not far away, Su Yi, who was about to walk out of the Longqiao Posthouse's huge courtyard, paused his footsteps and swept his gaze around. He saw eighteen figures leaping out from all sides.

These figures, both male and female, were engulfed in demonic energy, forming a unique battle formation.

Boom!

The auras of these figures resonated with each other, as if they were a unified whole, all converging into the massive and burly figure of Tie Kong.

Visible to the naked eye, the aura on Tie Kong skyrocketed, its power shattering and splashing the pouring rainwater.

Undoubtedly, this scene was terrifying.

Compared to Xiahou Ling and Cai Jinghai, Martial Ancestors like them paled in comparison.

Even the imposing aura of old monsters like Hua Liuye, the Vice Sect Master of the Yin Shamen, was not as intimidating as Tie Kong's.

Undoubtedly, with the power of the battle formation formed by those eighteen figures, Tie Kong's strength had increased significantly!

"This should be enough to take down this guy..."

Wang Zhuo gently stroked the black cat in his arms, feeling somewhat calm in his heart.

Tie Kong was a terrifying "spiritual entity" that surpassed a ninth-rank demonic beast. His true form was a naturally born exotic and powerful ape, whose strength was already comparable to that of a Martial Ancestor.

As for the eighteen figures, they all had the cultivation of Grandmaster Realm. The battle formation they formed was called the "Gathering Qi Formation," which could gather the essence, spirit, and power of all eighteen individuals and concentrate them onto Tie Kong.

In this situation, Tie Kong was effectively empowered by the strength of eighteen grandmasters!

Wang Zhuo honestly admitted to himself that even if he were to take action, it would be difficult to defeat Tie Kong without using his trump cards.

"Kill!"

With a thunderous roar, Tie Kong charged forward, his towering figure tearing through the pouring rain.

Even at a distance of more than ten zhang, he swung his arm and clenched his fist, fiercely striking out.

Boom!

That punch appeared like a blinding and ferocious blood-red sun, shattering the air, carrying an overwhelming killing intent as it smashed towards Su Yi.

Su Yi's gaze remained calm and unchanged, as if he were an ancient well.

Even when he was only at the First Level of the Grandmaster Realm, he could easily kill Xiahou Ling, a Martial Ancestor. Now that he had reached the Second Level of the Grandmaster Realm, fully exerting his strength would be more than enough to disregard Hua Liuye, the old monster.

Moreover, he saw---

His sleeves fluttered, and with a sudden wave, an invisible force of Dao Qi roared out, accompanied by a unique fiery Dao light that intermingled with an innate profound Dao rhyme.

Boom!!!

The ground collapsed, and the void trembled.

The blood-red fist strength unleashed by Tie Kong was instantly shattered as if it were crumbling, with blood-red light and rain bursting and splashing.

The residual force of Su Yi's strike remained undiminished as he fiercely collided with Tie Kong.

Tie Kong's copper bell-like pupils contracted, and he suddenly roared, lifting both arms as if supporting a mountain.

In front of him, a surge of blood light transformed into a thick blood-red barrier, like an impregnable fortress, blocking Su Yi's strike just in time.

Crash!

The blood-red barrier roared and violently trembled, showing dense cracks like spider webs. Although it managed to withstand Su Yi's attack, the blood-red barrier eventually exploded with a loud bang.

Tie Kong's formidable figure wavered slightly, and his blood surged.

He couldn't help but be shocked.

Under the impact, the eighteen figures forming the "Gathering Qi Formation" also trembled in unison, their expressions drastically changing.

"This young man at the First Level of the Grandmaster Realm is even more terrifying than the rumors!"

In the distance, Wang Zhuo gasped for a cold breath, finally losing his composure. He couldn't remain indifferent.

"Kill!"

Tie Kong didn't waste any time. A bronze long staff appeared out of thin air in his hand as he stomped the ground and charged forward.

Boom!

Before his figure even approached, the bronze long staff in his hand had already swung up, fiercely hacking down with tremendous force that could split mountains and divert rivers.

Su Yi glanced at the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and decided not to hold back anymore.

Otherwise, this fragile umbrella would be destroyed by the aftermath of the battle. In that case, wouldn't he end up drenched like a drowned rat?

That would be too embarrassing.

Clang!

A deep sword chant resounded, and the dark Xuanwu Sword rose, slashing through the void.

I have a sword that splits mountains and seas, and chaos fades away like tides.

In that instant, a hundred zhang sword qi tore through the air, splendid like the rising sun.

The darkness of the night, the rain curtain, the air, and the mist... seemed to evaporate as the unrivaled sword light illuminated the entire world.

Such power was completely different from before.

Firstly, it came from Su Yi's cultivation at the Second Level of the Grandmaster Realm.

Secondly, it was because the Xuanwu Sword, after Su Yi's refinement, was inscribed with the Ling Devouring Command, capable of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Furthermore, within the sword's body, there was also a trace of the soul of the Dark Flame Demon Sparrow.

When all these powers were unleashed by Su Yi's "Da Kuai Zai Sword," how could its might be compared to before?

Then---

The sword qi resembled a green divine rainbow, radiant as if it came from the hands of an immortal, tearing through the night sky and rain curtain, descending upon the mortal realm.

In that moment, Wang Zhuo's hairs stood on end, and his hands and feet turned cold.

The frail old man beside him was even more terrified, screaming in fear.

And under this sword strike, Tie Kong, whose figure reached a height of nearly a zhang, was stimulated by the deadly aura to the point of madness. He swung the bronze long staff with all his might to defend himself.

Crack!

Like slicing through tofu, the bronze long staff broke with a resounding sound.

Immediately after, Tie Kong's towering figure, suspended in mid-air, was split in two by the hundred zhang long sword qi, blood splattering the night sky.

The sight of his death was shocking.

Boom!

On the ground, a straight and hundred zhang long crack was carved open by the sword, rocks splintered, and soil flew.

Looking at the eighteen figures that formed the battle formation, they also suffered a terrible backlash. Each one of them flew out in a disorderly manner, spewing blood from their mouths and noses, their screams shaking the heavens.

Previously, their essence, spirit, and energy were integrated with Tie Kong, but now, with Tie Kong's death, they also suffered a terrifying blow!

One sword, spanning a hundred zhang, beheaded Tie Kong and broke the battle formation!

If it weren't witnessed with their own eyes, who would dare to imagine the might of this sword from a young man at the Second Level of the Grandmaster Realm?