I Can’t Play This Game Anymore

Jingyang couldn't understand what this guy was talking about, he seemed to be showing off the knife in his hand.

But this also gave Jingyang a moment to breathe. After all, the guy's attack was too fast, and he was already injured before he could think of a countermeasure.

Martial arts in the world are fast and unbreakable. If it is really fast enough to draw swords from different directions at the same time, it will be difficult to find a way to break it.

Kamizumi was also a little surprised. Logically speaking, Hyakkimaru's attack just now should have killed him.

Attacking simultaneously from different directions, and being able to defend and dodge vital points by changing the color of his face, this guy is indeed extraordinary.

Unlike Shangquan and many Liben swordsmen, Jingyang did not study a set of sword techniques most of the time.

After mastering and becoming familiar with most weapons, more skills and experience are actually gained through bloodshed on the battlefield.

Therefore, during their sparring sessions, Jingyang always had only one swordsmanship:

Use the skills at your fingertips to kill the enemy.

With his confidence in martial arts, Jingyang still didn't believe that anyone's swordsmanship could be fast enough to attack from multiple directions at the same time.

There must be some mystery, but just now there were falling leaves flying in the sky, so I didn't see it clearly.

With this idea firmly in mind, Jingyang raised his sword and charged forward again. Shangquan raised the corner of his mouth and turned sideways to attack.

This time Jingyang took the initiative to attack, knowing that Shangquan would dodge sideways and turn to attack every time, so he didn't even leave his position to him this time.

Continuous attacks forced Shangquan to retreat continuously, but he did not panic. He retreated sharply and swung his sword suddenly, and multiple blades suddenly attacked him.

This is what Jingyang was waiting for, and he quickly retreated to keep the distance, but Shangquan also stepped forward and followed him, leaving several wounds on his body again.

Fortunately, Jingyang had a backup plan and retreated to the tree to use his strength to kick away Shangquan's pursuit.

Although there were a few new injuries on his body, Jingyang also noticed something this time.

When the guy attacked from multiple angles, his figure did become illusory, but his position did not change, which meant that those knives were definitely not thrust out by him.

Shangquan swung his knife to shake off the blood on it, thinking that if he had taken two more steps to pursue him, he would have been able to stab the guy's vitals, but it was a pity.

However, seeing Jingyang's confused face and the blood dripping from his body, he also enjoyed the pleasure of slowly slashing.

Jingyang looked down at the wounds on his body, recalled the locations where the blades had just struck, then took a deep breath, stood up and charged forward again.

Shangquan waved his sword to meet the attack and said with a smile:

"Your fighting spirit is admirable, but let's stop here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward with his right foot, and the fallen leaves on the ground flew up again, and Shangquan's figure also became illusory.

Strong sacrifice reads sacrifice. After the leaves, several blades struck Jingyang again.

At this time 1**oM Zhang Si. Jingyang frowned, first blocking the frontal attack, and then dodging the slash from behind, but the cold light from the side came straight towards his throat.

Jingyang calmly raised the scabbard of his left hand and put most of the cold light on the side into the scabbard.

Shangquan was surprised and could only continue to slash at Jingyang with his sword, but Jingyang did not dodge or dodge, but slashed down with the force of his sword.

When Shangquan saw that he was going to die with him, he could only dodge the attack first.

Unexpectedly, the target of Jingyang's attack was not him, but Han Mang inserted in his scabbard.

Shangquan hurriedly retreated, but it was too late. He only heard the sound of metal breaking.

Jingyang ignored the new wounds on his body and pulled out a broken sword from his scabbard.

The cutting knife looked like ordinary metal, but it lit up with a light blue light when touched, and then gradually dissipated in Jingyang's hand.

Dissipating with the broken blade was a severed hand on the ground.

Jingyang pointed to the severed arm sticking out of the sword in Shangquan's hand and snorted coldly:

"The reason for simultaneous attacks in multiple directions is because your sword can have multiple arms extending out to hold it, right?"

Kamizumi was also a little annoyed when his attack was discovered. On the one hand, he didn't expect this guy to discover Hyakkimaru's secret so quickly.

On the other hand, the more important thing is that the Hyakkimaru in hand today is a bit abnormal.

The demon sword in his hand is called Hyakkimaru.

As the name suggests, anyone killed will become a ghost attached to this knife.

In the process of killing themselves, they will also swing their weapons, emerge from the sword, and attack their opponents.

Coupled with his fast attack method, most people were killed before they had time to react.

In the past, the ghost blade extended from Hyakkimaru could have cut the opponent into pieces in the first and second attacks, but the ghost blade extended today was of very poor quality.

Not only were they few in number, but they almost never appeared. At most, they only extended their hands and knives to attack.

But now that Jingyang has discovered it, Shangquan is no longer prepared to play this hide-and-seek game.

He held the blade with one hand and gently slid it to the right. The blood stained the entire Hyakkimaru red, and then he inserted the knife into the ground.

"Hundred ghosts appear!"

Then ghost warriors holding sharp blades began to emerge from the ground.

Seeing these ghosts emerging, Jingyang became excited, waved the Zhenyue Sword in his hand and said:

"I'm still not very good at one-on-one sparring and other things like sneak attacks and tricks. This feeling of bravely marching into thousands of armies is the best."

Because Jingyang was recovering from a corpse, he could not feel the pain on his body. Although a lot of blood was left, he did not suffer any major damage thanks to the nourishment of the blood of hundreds of corpses for thousands of years.

But the blood flowing out has turned the Zhenyue Sword in his hand red.

Kamizumi did not hesitate, waved the Hyakki Maru in his hand and said:

"Let me get on it!"

However, the ghosts summoned by Hyakkimaru waved their sharp blades, rushed forward a few steps, then stopped, and then began to slowly retreat.

Shangquan didn't understand what was going on. He pushed away the ghosts on the left and right, only to see Jingyang coming towards him with a bloody sword in his hand.

Behind him, a large army of undead also appeared and rushed towards him, frightening the ghosts summoned by Hyakkimaru to retreat involuntarily.

Shangquan thought that the hundreds of ghosts he had stored in Hyakki Pill were enough to deal with Jingyang.

But he didn't expect that the Zhenyue Sword in Jingyang's hand was the weapon used to follow Wu'an Lord Li Mu on the battlefield. How could ordinary ghosts dare to approach it.

That's why the effect of Hyakkimaru's raid just now was so bad.

Control the big one and control the owl. It happened that the user Jingyang was a fierce general of the Chu Kingdom thousands of years ago.

His blood watered the ancient sword. If it could summon the souls of the dead under the sword, the Zhenyue Sword could summon an army.

And how can a hundred ghosts defeat a thousand armies?