Chapter 70: One Mistake After Another
ou wish…” Lin Zhenglun stopped sobbing and lifted his head, his face streaked with tears: “It was me, I killed her. It was me who drove her to suicide!”"No!" He stood up abruptly, pointing at the Lin...Since the four black-clad men appeared, they had only exchanged one move.
And while displaying the state of a Sword Immortal, Jiang Wang, who had unleashed his peak sword strike on Guanhe Terrace, was wounded after just one face-off!
These are the Four Divine Skillful Guards, a well-trained elite force.
Although Jiang Wang had just enjoyed a few days of rare peace and quiet, he did not relax his vigilance because of it and still reacted in the best possible way.
However, the planners of this assassination specifically targeted him, clearly having a thorough understanding of his capabilities.
Four executors were also very targeted in combat.
With a single strike, the longsword proved ineffective, while he suffered three wounds!
If not for the goal of these four to capture him alive, things would have surely been far worse.
"Indeed, you are worthy of being called the number one inner palace. You can even repel me in this situation. It is something to be proud of. However..." The leader of the black clothed man's eyes were cold, and he raised his knife and charged again: "The strongest sword is futile. Jiang Wang! Don't you surrender yet!"
At this moment, Jiang Wang has been surrounded.
The leader of the men in black charged forward, a signal for the other three to follow suit. They drew their swords immediately, responding from all sides: front, back, left, and right, sealing off the space and effectively restricting Jiang Wang's Qingyun Steps. He was unable to display his agility and flexibility under such pressure.
It's so targeted!
Facing the onslaught of blades from all sides, Jiang Wang suddenly surged forward, drawing his sword and thrusting it back at the attackers.
Ignoring the enemies to his left and rear, he had an air of being willing to die with the black-clad leader before him. "Let you all kill me, I will only kill one of you!"
The frost, condensed from the Unzhou Wind, clung to his back and billowed behind him. The Samadhi True Fire blazed around him, making him shine with an intense brilliance.
"Fear not, for I am willing to surrender, but you lack the life force to apprehend me!"
His voice was as clear and sharp as a sword cry, his eyes gleaming with the light of the blade. He drew his sword leftward then rightward, meeting the opponent head-on with a human character sword!
This sword, it is a person's entire life!
Noble or valiant, or fallen on hard times, or melancholy.
One sword is forged, and one must face life and death.
"But so be it!" The leader of the black-clad men showed no intention of retreating, driving the power of his five palaces and four floors, wielding the straight sword in his hand.
He just needed a moment to hold them, and the other three companions could shred Jiang Wang into mincemeat.
Anyway, as long as we capture him, it doesn't matter if his body is disabled or not!
But just as sword and blade were about to clash.
The black and white yin-yang fish swam in Jiang Wang's tranquil eyes.
At this moment, the leader of the black-clad men suddenly had a thought: was this sword really Jiang Wang's intention After all, the previous sword had been useless. How could this one be any different The number one inner palace in the world, with such fighting talent wouldn't be so incompetent, would it Was this sword just a feint Was he trying to take advantage of the situation to start a soul war
Every battle Jiang Wang fought on the Yellow River has been studied repeatedly.
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As for the terrifying soul combat strength of this world's number one internal palace, the leader of the black-clothed men was very clear. They had already made preparations.
Anyway, this ambush was a full-scale attack on Jiang Wang, with no possibility of failure. He'd better be careful and not fall for the trap, only to end up hurting himself in the process.
Thus, the sword stance was momentarily halted, and he secretly channeled his mystical arts, deploying them within the Heavenly Palace.
Once Jiang Wang forcefully initiates the Soul War, he will show this person what it means to be attacked at the soul level!
A person's thoughts often occur in an instant.
In battle, the response is endlessly varied.
...When the leader of the black-clad men paused his attack and poured more preparation into the soul level...
Jiang Wang successively opened secret treasures.
Second Inner Palace, Chase Wind!
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Fourth Inner Palace, strike with a blade!
Increase attack speed and weapon sharpness.
The scorching fire lotus totem blazed, causing the starlight to tremble instantly. All the starlight gathered in the Starmoon Plain was poured into the long sword at once.
Billions of starlight empowered, at this very moment, Jiang Wang's human-sword form reached its zenith!
At the same time, the two people facing each other made completely different choices.
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The leader of the black-clad men was greatly alarmed, suddenly realizing the gravity of the situation. The opponent truly intended to fight with swordsmanship, not a battle waged on the spiritual plane as he had assumed!
Faced with this suddenly intensified sword thrust to the extreme, even if he strengthened his knife technique it might be too late, or strengthening it might not even be able to block it. The leader of the black-clothed men made a decisive choice and immediately mobilized their combined attack power, using secret arts to gather the four people's soul power and directly launch an assault on Jiang Wang's Heavenly Palace!
This is a must-win for us!
But...
> Wrong again!!
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Thousands of nameless serpents struck one after another, shattering against his divine power one by one. His divine offensive was halted for a moment.
And Jiang Wang's incomparably brilliant sword was already upon him!
The human-character sword slashed out, drawing a brilliant stroke across the heavens and earth. It directly cleaved the leader of the black-clad men into three pieces!
Jiang Wang leapt out, sword in hand, from the three severed bodies. His long hair streamed behind him, and his blue robe flapped in the wind. Blood still stained his clothes, but his sword was clean.
Facing Jiang Wang, who once decisively defeated Xiang Bei, prepare in advance for a soul-level attack.
This isn't a mistake at all.
It should be said to be a rather cautious choice of battle.
But when the choice has already been made, this is a mistake!
The leader of the black-clad assassins was dead, and so the terrifying onslaught of soul energy naturally shattered halfway.
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And leaping over the corpse, Jiang Wang suddenly turned back, drawing his sword to face the remaining three men in black who were charging towards him.
He had no intention of breaking out of the encirclement and fleeing at all. Instead, his whole being seemed to be seething with violent murderous intent.
“What makes you think…” In the midst of flowing hair, he plunged his sword forward: “Am I not at my limit when I stand on the banks of the Yellow River”
Having gone astray, can I not die!
The first to charge was a slightly shorter man in black. This man wielded his sword like an extension of himself, its sharpness evident for all to see. Earlier, he had stood diagonally opposite the now-deceased leader of the black-clad men, their swords forming a single line – a testament to their perfect synchronization.
Jiang Wang looked at the large wound on his left abdomen, where flesh and blood had been torn open. It was a mark he himself had inflicted.
When Jiang Wang killed the leader of the black-clad men and was countering, the only female among them took command: "Spread out first, and wait for his Immortal Sword state to end!"
However, the shorter man in black who faced Jiang Wang at this moment, his gaze flickered over the decapitated leader of the black-clad men, suddenly feeling an unstoppable surge of anger!
This is a test.
At this moment, he remembered many past events.
When he was almost decapitated on the battlefield, those rough hands pulled him away from the enemy's swords...
The price, however, was a stab in the back, nearly breaking his spine.
That time the general punished them, the entire squad was silent as if they were cold. The figure standing up to take full responsibility and bear all the blame. In the end, he was publicly flogged and couldn't walk for three months.
One scene after another, flashed by in the blink of an eye.
They worked hard together, spent lavishly together, and practiced diligently together.
For how many years...how many years!
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The comrade who had supported him countless times and saved his life no less than ten times, was at this moment, dying tragically before his eyes, his body shattered!
How could he yield How could he let the perpetrator get away with it
Moreover, he didn't even want to capture his target anymore; he wanted to kill him here, a blood sacrifice for blood.
Thus, the recoil.
He abandoned evasion and chose to meet force with force!
The woman in black who had temporarily taken command was furious, but it was too late to reprimand them!
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"Up!"
She only had time to give another curt order before drawing her sword and following up.
After all, they were the elite among the elite. The slightly chubby man in black, who had hurried away earlier, now swiftly approached again, transitioning with hardly a pause.
But they had already retreated after all.
The distance to retreat needs time to fill.
The three-person formation inevitably developed gaps. They had a clear order!
No matter how well-coordinated they are, it can't bridge the gap immediately.
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In Jiang Wangsheng's awareness of the immortal state, these three people could already be said to be two battlefields.
The shorter man in black was in one place, while the other two men in black were in another.
He moved forward!
The starlight has faded, but the Human Sword still shines brightly. In the vast sea of people, millions of destinies are intertwined.
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Every person's life has love, hate, joy and sorrow, and there are moments of ups and downs.
A sword has already met you head-on!
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The short, hate-filled man in black lunged forward with his knife, driven by a desperate desire to fight to the death. All he saw...
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But only a pair of eyes, illuminated by the sword light, remained calm.
Still as an ancient well, cold as winter frost.
The fierce sword light exploded in front of him.
Cold, sharp, powerful!
For a moment, he seemed to see again the leader of the black-clad men dying.
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He felt the sharpness of his hatred, clutching his straight sword tightly, gripping it with all his might!
At the brink of life and death, he finally slashed at his opponent's neck, from upper right to lower left, diagonally severing the body of this young prodigy in front of him!
Revenge! Revenge!
The hatred in his heart roared so loudly.
A terrifying sword aura exploded in his chest and abdomen, causing the five internal organs to collapse one after another. Even the Heavenly Palace was directly shattered!
His blade was half an inch into his neck, and finally could advance no further.
The Starlight Tower in the distant star realm is beyond reach. At the last moment of his life, he only stared at the wound he had cut with his own blade...
It's such a pity!
In mid-air, two figures collided with a thunderous boom, separating in an instant.
>Jiang Wang looked before and behind him, three more wounds had been added to his body.
Two of them, left by two men in black who caught up with the battle later, were there. One was on his back and the other on his left hip.
These two wounds aren't serious, the most serious one is the cut on his neck. If it had been just a bit faster or deeper, his head would have moved elsewhere. This man in black left him for dead.
And this man in black had become a corpse, falling listlessly.
Life and death, often only take a moment.
Death is truly fair, it comes for everyone.
Before the body hit the ground, Jiang Wang, covered in blood, had already turned back.
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He always faces the enemy!
To him, life and death struggles were commonplace.
Even though he had just been teetering on the brink of death, he showed no fear or regret after surviving.
"Who's next" he asked!
His wounds seemed not to belong to him, and the blood flowing from them appeared unrelated to him.
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His eyes were so calm, his hand gripping the sword was steady as a rock.
Just after the merger, two out of the four powerful supernatural beings from Wai Lou had already died!
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This is simply unbelievable!
Despite having a clear numerical advantage on paper, how could such overwhelming strength be so fragile in the face of life and death
A slightly chubby man in black felt a surge of immense fear in his heart.
Fear comes from the unknown, fear comes from a lack of understanding.
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His comrades had died right before his eyes, and he could clearly see how they were killed. He had to admit, Jiang Wang's sword was deadly enough, and Jiang Wang's swordsmanship was astonishing.
But he still couldn't understand why his two comrades had died so easily!
It's like...charging headfirst into a sword blade.
After so many years fighting side by side, he knew very well how reliable his comrades were, and he was very clear about their capabilities.
It is precisely because I understand, that it is so difficult to comprehend.
How could a seemingly sure victory turn into such a bloody affair
This kind of incomprehensible fear nearly made him unable to face the battle, wanting to turn and run.
It's just that years of training and responsibility have been ingrained in his bones, making him steadfast.
And that world-renowned genius, known as the number one inner treasury, was advancing with his sword drawn.
The man was covered in blood, his eyes filled with murderous intent!
A scream like a sword, almost piercing eardrums, drawing near in an instant.
Following closely behind was the tattered figure in blue.
Aren't the wounds on him wounds
Does he not feel pain
Could he possibly have an endless supply of Da Yuan to squander Could he truly be unaware of his own mortality
The slightly overweight man in black tried his best to steady himself, suppressing his fear, and focused entirely on the enemy.
What sound
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It seems to be the last remaining comrade's voice, giving orders.
But the sound was immediately drowned out, he couldn't hear it clearly at all.
Jiang Wang's control over his voice was surprisingly unique. This was something unseen on the Guanting Stage and unknown from prior intelligence!
This person is too scary, how many tricks does he have hidden up his sleeve
The suppressed fear was detonated at this moment.
...he could clearly see his comrade's lip movements, reading the words "cut jade." This was a secret code in their army, meaning to divide the battlefield and cover each other's advance.
He clearly read the two characters and gave a confirming look in return.
But the sudden burst of fear made him unable to control himself. He turned in mid-air and escaped!
Let the comrades hold here temporarily. He will go back and report the details of today's battle, so that the higher-ups can re-evaluate Jiang Wang's abilities and analyze the parts of this battle that are incomprehensible.
Next time...
Next time, he will personally avenge his comrades!
“He can escape!” he thought.
He was very clear about the last comrade's strength. Being able to take over command after the leader's death, he was already a top expert in the squad. As long as he could hold off for a few rounds, he could escape.
Jiang Wang was already injured, but he managed to block several moves from his opponent!
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He admitted his choice was despicable, but who could know what their true choice would be until facing life or death
He turned and flew swiftly.
But suddenly a sharp pain shot through his neck, and he felt a chill run down his spine!
Why was there no sound of the sword's cry
This was the last question in his mind.
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The answer is actually very obvious. The sound is all under Jiang Wang's control. When he wants someone to hear it, they naturally can, and when he doesn't want them to hear it, they hear nothing.
But even such a simple answer, he couldn't remember.
Because he seemed to see a headless body and was still charging forward from inertia.
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