Emperor Jiuyin

"The Ghost Warrior Sword owned by the Ghost Warrior Saint is the same as the Ghost Warrior Saint, and it is the best weapon in the Holy Realm."

"Once this sword comes out, it can kill gods and Buddhas, and no one can stop it! Chen Dingyuan is probably finished!"

"It is said that this sword can easily break any holy weapon, cutting gold and jade, and cutting iron like mud. If the Ghost Warrior Saint uses this sword to fight, Chen Dingyuan will have absolutely no hope."

Li Hanxue also stared at the Ghost Warrior Saint, but his focus was not on the Ghost Warrior Sword, but on the tiger's mouth of the Ghost Warrior Saint.

The Ghost Warrior Saint is left-handed, so he is used to using his left hand to wield the sword.

When Li Hanxue saw the tiger's mouth of the Ghost Warrior Saint's left hand, Li Hanxue felt like he was electrocuted, and his whole body trembled unconsciously, and a chill went straight from the top of his head to his heart.

Li Hanxue's forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat, just because he saw something incredible

There was a layer of callus on the tiger's mouth of the Ghost Martial Saint's left hand. This layer of callus was grayish white and extremely thick, just like an iron plate! Such callus may not be accumulated even if it takes three to five hundred years.

"Five hundred years, eight hundred years, or one thousand years?" Li Hanxue's mental power was constantly consumed, and he deduced and finally came up with an accurate value.

"One thousand two hundred years!" Li Hanxue was shocked. This value was exactly the same as the years that the Ghost Martial Saint had experienced after becoming a saint!

Just based on this layer of callus, Chen Dingyuan's death sentence had been pronounced.

Li Hanxue seemed to have seen Chen Dingyuan's end, "Chen Dingyuan will definitely die. He will definitely not be able to withstand three moves. Within three moves, the result will definitely be decided!"

Why did Li Hanxue have such a deduction.

The answer is very simple. For any Saint Realm master, the physical body has been broken by the opponent. Just now, Li Hanxue's physical body was destroyed by Chen Dingyuan once. With Li Hanxue's strength, it is still like this, let alone other Saint Lord masters.

The collapse of the physical body is a common occurrence for all Saints, so no one cares.

However, Li Hanxue knows that after the Saint reshapes his physical body, his body is almost exactly the same as before. But the reshaped physical bodies are all like newborn babies, with white and smooth skin without any flaws.

But the tiger's mouth of the Ghost Martial Saint's left hand has calluses of 1,200 years!

What does this mean?

This means that the Ghost Martial Saint's physical body has never collapsed since he became a saint!

In other words, the Ghost Martial Saint has experienced countless battles and challenged the world's masters. Even when facing the Purple Void Saint, who is enough to fight with him for seven days and seven nights, the Ghost Martial Saint's physical body has never collapsed once.

What a terrible thing.

What kind of amazing strength, what kind of cautious mentality, and what kind of heaven-defying luck are needed to do this?

There is no doubt that the Ghost Martial Saint is a true pride of heaven, the real number one in Ghost Martial!

"Ghost Martial Strike!"

The Ghost Martial Saint drew his sword!

The sword light flashed faster than thunder! Just like a dying firefly in the dark night, the extremely weak light flashed and extinguished.

The saints could not see clearly when the Ghost Martial Saint made his move. He seemed to have never moved, because his sword was still tightly inserted in the meteorite-like scabbard.

Too fast! Too fast!

Almost no one present could catch the Ghost Martial Saint's move. Even Li Hanxue could not see it clearly. Thanks to his strong mental power, he barely caught the trajectory of the Ghost Martial Saint's move.

Many people even suspected that the Ghost Martial Saint did not make a move at all.

However, the light sword light that flew out clearly reminded everyone that the Ghost Martial Saint had made a move, with a method that no one could understand and a speed that was difficult to understand.

This extremely weak sword light flashed and disappeared completely.

At the same time, Chen Dingyuan, who was in full swing and rushed over, suddenly split into two halves!

Chen Dingyuan died, just like that without any signs!

Until his death, his face still retained that extremely excited look. Obviously, Chen Dingyuan himself did not react, he was already dead.

The Saint Lords were stunned, "What a fast speed, what a terrifying strength!"

"A master of the level of Chen Dingyuan was killed in one blow by the Ghost Warrior Saint Lord! The Ghost Warrior Saint Lord is really terrible."

"Rather than saying that the Ghost Warrior Saint Lord is terrible, it is better to say that the Ghost Warrior Sword in his hand is terrible. This sword is really shocking, and Chen Dingyuan has no power to resist after being slashed with a sword." The Five Mountains Saint Lord on the side shrank in the crowd, trembling all over, "Fuck, how stupid was I before, I actually wanted to use the name of the Ghost Warrior Saint Lord to become famous in the world, I don't want to have anything to do with him in the future! This kind of person kills the Saint Lord masters of the first echelon like killing chickens and dogs, and killing me is even more..."

Everyone talked about it, and they all focused on the Ghost Warrior Sword in the hands of the Ghost Warrior Saint Lord, thinking that the Ghost Warrior Saint Lord killed Chen Dingyuan mostly by relying on the Ghost Warrior Sword.

At this time, two people had completely different ideas from everyone else.

The two people were Saint Zixu and Li Hanxue.

Saint Zixu saw Chen Dingyuan being killed in one blow, and he seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. His whole body convulsed and twitched involuntarily, and then he covered his chest and groaned continuously.

Saint Qingchen hurriedly supported Saint Zixu, looking very surprised, "Brother Zixu, what happened to you?"

Saint Lord Zixu felt as if a big stone was pressing on his chest, and he kept breathing heavily. His face was extremely pale, and the look of despair in his eyes was getting thicker and thicker.

"Brother Zixu, did your practice go wrong and went crazy?"

Holy Lord Zixu shook his head, "It's okay, I'm okay."

Others may not understand why Saint Lord Zixu behaves like this, but Li Hanxue understands it better than anyone else.

At this moment, Li Hanxue's heart was also filled with a feeling of despair that was difficult to dissipate.

"One blow, one blow killed Chen Dingyuan!" Li Hanxue seemed to be in a daze, "The real power of the Oni Warrior Saint Lord is not what everyone calls the strength of the sword. The emperor's child in my hand is in no way as good as the Oni Warrior in his hand. The real sword is bad. But if I want to kill Chen Dingyuan with one blow, it will never be possible."

The real terror of Lord Oniwu lies in that sword!

That sword was too fast and terrifying! That was not just a quick sword move, it was a fatal killing move! It's like a god's fencing, it's completely natural, there's no flaw to be found, you can't catch it, you can't dodge it, you can't defend it, you can't run away!

Li Hanxue finally understood how the calluses on Oniwu Sage's hands came from. They were calluses formed just for practicing one move for thousands of years.

The seasons change and the stars change. How many times does Oniwu Shengjun swing his sword for this move? He repeats the boring and boring swing of the sword that others cannot bear, day after day, year after year. How many thousands of times did he swing? Tens of millions of times? Or hundreds of billions of times? even more!

No one knows!

However, his sword has proved everything.

Onimu's move has reached a state of ingenuity and return to nature. If he slowed down, others would not care about his sword move at all, and would only think that the move was sparse and ordinary, not worth mentioning.

But in fact, this move embodies all the hard work of Oniwu Sage for thousands of years. Taking the infinite as the finite, the infinite changes of sword moves are condensed into this move. With one sword slash, infinite changes can be derived from one move.

This reminded Li Hanxue of the famous saying of an invincible martial sage in ancient times: I am not afraid of people who have practiced ten thousand sword techniques, but I am afraid of people who have practiced one kind of sword technique countless times.

Facing Onimu's strike, what the opponent needs to defend against is not that sword, but the endless sword moves. In other words, only by being flawless can he prevent Onimu Sage's sword.

However, the Onimusha Sage's sword has reached its peak level, and the Onimusha's real sword is sharp enough to kill all the Sages. The result is that no one can defend this sword! Holy Lord Qingchen can't do it, Holy Lord Zixu can't do it, and neither can Li Hanxue.