Chapter 1691 - 1692: What a Damn Unjust Death
Yang Fei couldn't help but fly into a rage.
This guy's swordsmanship had reached the Pinnacle Realm, probably surpassing even the Sword Emperor.
However, this swordsman's Martial Arts Realm was slightly inferior to Jingtian Chuyi, and even more so when compared to Jing Kongzhao.
These few moves of his were nothing impressive to Yang Fei.
The Ghost Swordsman's eyes shimmered with a ghostly fire.
He scrutinized Yang Fei closely, with immense shock in his heart.
The sword strike just now was the Ghost Swordsman's killer move, called Thousand Troops Break, capable of almost instantly killing masters of the same level if caught off guard.
Yet, this man before him had casually avoided the Ghost Swordsman's deadly move without much effort.
This realization made the Ghost Swordsman aware that he had met a formidable enemy.
Not far away, the elite offspring of the Herudan family, upon seeing such dramatic turns, stood up and quickly formed a circular formation for defense.
These people were not fools; they had already vaguely sensed something from Cui Xiang's Fire God Cannon.
Looking again at the Big Viper Machine Gun not far away, and the encircling Evil Dragon Soldier Kings, each person gripped their rifles tightly, preparing for battle.
Seeing the urgency of the situation, Yang Fei knew that if he delayed any longer, the suspicious group would escape, and the big fish that had just entered the net might jump back into the water.
He quickly issued a command via the public channel.
"Open fire immediately, kill the Herudan family offspring first."
Just as Yang Fei finished speaking, a chilling Sword Intent enveloped his entire body, as the Ghost Swordsman seized the opportunity to launch an attack.
His Sword Momentum moved like lightning, leaving Yang Fei with no chance even to lift his gun to shoot.
He had no choice but to retreat rapidly while silently and stealthily unleashing the Scale Shock Subsonic Wave, directly aiming at the Ghost Swordsman's heart.
Thud!
The Ghost Swordsman felt a sharp pain in his heart and nearly collapsed to the ground.
The Ghost Swordsman was swift as lightning, but his defense was far worse than that of ordinary masters.
Yang Fei's Scale Shock was precisely his nemesis.
At this moment, Yang Fei abruptly halted his retreat.
He lunged forward like a great bird, fists and feet creating gusts of wind, aiming a crushing blow at the Ghost Swordsman.
In an instant, the entirety of the Ghost Swordsman's body suddenly emitted four bright and cold sword lights, slashing back at Yang Fei's wrists and ankles precisely enough to be breathtaking.
Yang Fei immediately changed tactics, initiating the Extreme Tiger Heart method with a sudden surge.
He transformed into a fierce tiger, with claw winds howling, reaching for the Ghost Swordsman's wrist.
This was an extremely sharp Short-Range Capturing Technique, akin to seizing a blade with bare hands.
If Yang Fei caught the Ghost Swordsman's wrist, his longsword was bound to be snatched away.
The Ghost Swordsman spun his longsword, while his left hand suddenly brandished a dagger.
His left-hand dagger was incredibly fierce, and its chilling aura instantly surged throughout Yang Fei's body.
It turned out that the Ghost Swordsman's dagger was more powerful than his longsword, epitomizing the saying "the shorter the blade, the greater the risk."
Just as Yang Fei and the Ghost Swordsman were locked in combat, Mad Blade's Big Viper Machine Gun roared into action.
Furious bullets rained down like hailstones on the 30 elite offspring of the Herudan family.
The other Evil Dragon Soldier Kings unleashed their rifles and submachine guns simultaneously, and gunfire echoed throughout the Sentry Station.
However, the Herudan family's soldiers reacted with astonishing speed, beyond Yang Fei and Mad Blade's expectations.
All 30 of them instantly rolled to the left and right, seeking cover, withdrawing their submachine guns and rifles, and counterattacking the Evil Dragon Soldier Kings.
Their entire reaction took no more than 30 seconds.
Although they were mentally prepared due to the Ghost Swordsman's warning, they still efficiently executed swift defensive counterattacks, leaving the poised Evil Dragon Soldier Kings unable to break through.
Amongst the whistling bullet rain, the Ghost Swordsman had already exchanged more than twenty moves with Yang Fei.
Both fighters' techniques were exceedingly vicious, each move aiming for the kill.
As Yang Fei fought, he grew increasingly astonished.
This master swordsman, though his Martial Arts Realm was slightly inferior to Jingtian Chuyi, his swordsmanship certainly surpassed the Sword Emperor.
This man wielded his longsword with unmatched ease, defending as steadily as the seas and attacking with the fury of thunder. Such a combination of ferocity and nimbleness was the epitome of supreme swordsmanship.
As the gunfire erupted, Yang Fei, amidst his busy maneuvers, glanced at Mad Blade and the other masters, realizing that this group of ruffians hadn't gained any advantage.
The opponent's reaction speed and combat effectiveness were beyond everyone's expectations.
Nevertheless, Mad Blade's Big Viper Machine Gun had done its job well.
The initial wave of torrential bullet rain had left over eight enemies dead or wounded.
One could only imagine if it hadn't been for the Ghost Swordsman limiting Cui Xiang, disrupting the m134 Fire God Cannon,
this first round of sniper volleys could have killed most of the elite offspring.
Seeing this, Yang Fei couldn't help but clench his teeth.
He was used to ambushing others, yet today he had been ambushed by the Ghost Swordsman.
The Ghost Swordsman's longsword, a masterful display of skill, had reached the Entering the Microscopic realm.
Despite the ferocity of Yang Fei's offensive, the opponent's longsword encircled with unbroken and dense maneuvers, balanced in attack and defense.
In his urgency, Yang Fei found himself unable to break through.
Yang Fei knew that the opportunity was fleeting, and the 30 elite offspring of the Herudan family had already begun preparations to break out.
They formed a formation, covering each other, starting to break out toward the 11 o'clock direction.
At the same time, these family offspring recognized the Ghost Swordsman's identity and fired their guns at Yang Fei.
Bullets whizzed past above and alongside the two men, creating a dangerously tense situation.
Roar!
Yang Fei let out a thunderous shout, like an exploding bomb in the air.
The Ghost Swordsman's longsword trembled, a pained expression crossing his face, introducing a slight flaw in his previously impeccable Sword Momentum.
At this moment, Yang Fei activated the Elephant Prison, and a silent force immediately immobilized the Ghost Swordsman.
The Ghost Swordsman never imagined he would encounter a legendary Spiritual Martial Arts Master here.
Relying on his exquisite Sword Momentum, he did not fear Yang Fei.
But now, with Elephant Prison, he was like a figure frozen in place, unable to move an inch.
Yang Fei let out a long howl, thrust the Triangular Military Spike, aiming directly for his heart.
Shhh!
Yang Fei's Triangular Military Spike pierced straight into the Ghost Swordsman's chest, exiting through his back with a burst of blood.
The Ghost Swordsman stared unwaveringly at Yang Fei, unable to move even a finger.
Without hesitation, Yang Fei capitalized on the two or three seconds of immobilization, slashing the Triangular Military Spike in and out with rapid precision, stabbing the Ghost Swordsman's chest and abdomen dozens of times in an instant.
The Ghost Swordsman's eyes were fixed intently on Yang Fei.
He never thought he would die so easily at the hands of a peer.
He was also a True Martial Master, but his True Martial Forbidden Area wasn't even deployed before being restrained.
This death was truly unjust.
Bang!
Before the Ghost Swordsman could regain bodily freedom, Yang Fei kicked his corpse.
The Ghost Swordsman's body surged away like a bundle of straw.
His body hit a palm tree, then flipped and crashed heavily to the ground.
Lake Heart Island, Eight Gates Ninja Headquarters, conference hall.
Miyamoto Taro had just finished reviewing the situation in Li Wang Town and turned the surveillance camera, witnessing this horrifying scene.
"Ghost Swordsman? My God, how could this happen!"
Seeing this terrifying scene, Miyamoto Taro was dumbfounded, letting out a desperate scream.