It’s hard to calm down

Swish swish swish~

The already "slippery" figure instantly became even weirder, continuously flicking and moving in postures that violated common sense of physics, as if it were a disembodied phantom, not bound by inertia at all!

Under [High Dimensional Vision], it only took Zhao Yinshun a few seconds to master [Phantom Trace], and his confidence immediately increased.

He has already seen that Jiang Ailun's mind is obviously in a crazy and manic state, and his IQ is probably in the negative. As long as you don't confront him head-on or hang him while walking the dog, he will be completely invincible!

With a thought in his mind, Zhao Yinshun waved [White Emperor], matching the ghostly pace, turning defense into offense!

The sword's light flashed mistyly, and the blade as thin as a cicada's wing was designed to bite the unprotected flesh and blood. In just a few minutes, there was no longer a good piece of meat on Jiang Ailun's giant torso.

There were ferocious sword marks like baby mouths all over his body, but Jiang Ailun seemed not to feel the pain at all. Instead, he waved his arms even more crazily, just wanting to tear the enemy into pieces!

Dodging the attack in disguised form without slowing down, Zhao Yinshun felt the harsh cutting sensation on the blade, and his eyes flickered.

Obviously a few months ago, his six-dimensional attributes were far behind even his own...

Now he can withstand the sharpness of [White Emperor] with his flesh and blood body. How high is his [Physical] attribute?

What ritual can create such a terrifying monster?

The confusion in his heart disappeared in a flash, but Zhao Yinshun quickly realized that the Jiang Ailun in front of him was probably not the "person" he knew.

With his eyes lowered, staring at Jiang Ailun's twisted and terrifying face, Zhao Yinshun sighed softly, and [White Emperor] raised the shadow of the sword that filled the sky, turning into a silver-white tornado whirlpool to swallow him up.

As if the endless sword light shrank and strangled, Zhao Yinshun held a breath of anger in his chest, crazily activated the sword force, and poured all the true energy into [White Emperor]!

boom!

After his body was close to its limit, his extraordinary spirit continued to stretch forcefully. A thunder suddenly exploded in Zhao Yinshun's mind, as if some kind of obstacle had been broken through, and his hands suddenly felt light.

[Basic Swordsmanship]: LV.50 (bottleneck) → LV.51

"The fragments of the basic swordsmanship [Emblem of Truth] evolve, and the expertise of [Swordsmanship Mastery] is upgraded to [Swordsmanship Expert]."

【Swordsmanship Expert】(B level)

Sword power +10%

Sword training speed +50%

[Flowing Sword]: LV.30 (bottleneck) → LV.31

"The fragments of the Flowing Wind Sword [Emblem of Truth] are solidified, and you gain the expertise [Riding the Sword in the Wind]."

[Riding the Sword and Riding the Wind] (Level B)

Significantly reduces air resistance and increases sword drawing speed by 10%

In the flash of light and stone, Zhao Yinshun integrated two new extraordinary specialties into his heart. The terrifying whirlpool of sword light instantly emitted a high-frequency buzzer, and its lethality suddenly increased a lot!

Jiang Ailun, who was deeply trapped in it, felt it the most. The sword marks that were originally just flesh wounds began to penetrate into his texture, cutting away his flesh and blood as if with lightning speed. In some joints, white bones could even be vaguely seen!

Resentment, rage, pain, murderous intent...

Endless negative emotions accumulate and compress in the soul, eventually igniting a flame of qualitative change.

"Roar!"

Letting out a beast-like roar, Jiang Ailun exploded with purple-black energy all over his body. The spherical shock wave visible to the naked eye expanded and spread, instantly exploding Zhao Yinshun's sword shadow cage!

boom!

Debris and dust were flying all over the sky, and the sword was overwhelmed by the front. Zhao Yinshun flew out involuntarily. After landing, he staggered back more than ten steps before regaining his balance.

The terrifying shock wave shook him to the core. Looking at the burly silhouette wriggling and changing in the smoke, he couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

When the dust cleared, a monster standing over 4 meters tall and covered in a black and red bone carapace appeared in front of the world.

A row of ferocious bone spurs protruded from the back, and a nearly three-meter-long tail swayed from side to side. The armor-like shell was thick and tough, bright red high-temperature lines appeared on the chest, and hot sparks visible to the naked eye spewed out between the breaths.

The arm guards on his hands seemed to be integrated into the armor, and the purple-black energy formed a translucent crystal film on his arms, making them even more sinister and gorgeous.

Looking at Jiang Ailun, who was the first born with two horns and had completely lost his human form, Zhao Yinshun let out a long tired sigh.

Is this the monster that the whole city sacrificed to blood?

I've almost run out of "Blue", but you can actually transform into the second level. Frieza has to call you an expert when he sees you!

He grinned happily in pain, but deep in his heart, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness.

Although he is not very good at dealing with Jiang Ailun, I still hope that he will at least die as a human being instead of completely degenerating into an inhuman monster!

Bang bang bang~

Crisp applause came from not far away, and Jack Jory, wearing a black robe, slowly walked out of the corner, staring at the ferocious monster intoxicated.

"Sure enough, the cultivation of art requires the most profound stimulation. I will satisfy your obsession..."

Smiling and murmuring, he turned to look at the other side of the battlefield.

"My name is Jack Jory, boy, tell me your name."

"Zhao Yinshun."

Pulling the sword flower, Zhao Yinshun took a deep breath and stared at the two terrifying enemies.

"Zhao Yinshun...it is your honor to be the food for the descendants of the great gentleman, but don't worry, we will remember your name."

With a cold smile on his lips, Jack Jory's expression suddenly changed, and his gaze passed through Zhao Yinshun and looked into the darkness behind him.

"Roar……"

It was as if the low-frequency oscillations from the chest of an ancient beast came from the darkness. The dull and thick sound waves were as sticky as glue, and even the soul seemed to tremble along with it.

The sound that was clearly an invisible threat instantly dispersed the purple and black clouds. Jack Jory slowly lowered his eyes and quietly retreated behind the monster.

"Since some people don't welcome us, let's go."

Gently patting the restless and ferocious monster, Jack Jory put on the hood of his black robe, and his whole body melted into black smoke, which enveloped the unwilling roaring monster and turned into a gray mist that shot into the distance.

Staring at the direction in which they left, Zhao Yinshun loosened the [Tianmo Escape Talisman] between his fingers and frowned.

"Senior sister, what on earth is that?"

"How do I know? Ask that weird woman... the weird aunt about Tessie's stuff!"

The little white cat jumped from behind onto Zhao Yinshun's shoulders. Suddenly he remembered something, looked around, and quickly changed his words.

Caressing the gradually fading burnt black mark on the [Snow Dragon Suit], the young man lowered his eyes and silently recorded a name in the little notebook in his heart.

Jack Jory…

A good name, but it’s very short-lived at first glance!

Taking a step forward, Zhao Yinshun walked towards the main room at the deepest part of the house, wanting to see what the two guys were doing inside.

At this time, the black haze in the main room, which was the central node of the ceremony, had gradually dissipated. After crossing the threshold, greasy human minced meat was spread all over the room, and strange and blasphemous and twisted runes were painted everywhere.

Feeling an extremely disgusting touch under his feet, Zhao Yinshun looked around and looked at the mutilated figure on the table in the center.

After getting closer, I found that most of the flesh and blood on her body had disappeared, and was covered with horrific tooth marks, especially on her empty chest and abdomen, where all the internal organs had been eaten away.

Like... an empty plate left behind...

But even with such appalling injuries, she still did not die, as if there was some mysterious force that wanted to maintain her despair and pain and not allow her to escape easily.

The left eye socket was hollowed out, leaving only one intact eye that stared at the figure in front of him with difficulty, and faint murmurs coming from his mouth as he died.

"My son... my son..."

"rest in peace."

Really couldn't bear to see her suffer such torture, Zhao Yinshun pointed his finger like a sword and slowly pointed at her forehead.

But at the last moment of her life, she seemed to cheer up and her eyes regained their luster.

"please……"

After a pause, Zhao Yinshun froze in place, silently looking at this poor woman.

"Please...save my son...his name is Jiang Ailun..."

"please……"

"please……"

The mysterious power in the void slowly dissipated, the extraordinary power faded, the luster in the woman's eyes also dimmed, and the humble prayers gradually became quiet.

The finger sword was frozen in mid-air for a long time before Zhao Yinshun slowly retracted his movement, took a deep breath, and held the scabbard of [White Emperor] tightly.

"Alas...you are still a child, don't think of yourself as the savior!"

As if aware of Zhao Yinshun's emotions, Su Lingyi sighed helplessly.

"It's fine if I didn't see it, but it all happened under my nose. How could I be indifferent?"

Caressing his chest, feeling the roar of hot blood, Zhao Yinshun's deep pupils condensed with a dark luster.

"My heart is not at peace!"

"That guy is a level 6 cultist, plus a thick-skinned monster, you have no chance of winning!"
To be continued...