#111 - How could he be a sword cultivator?
Dozens of ghosts emerged from the talisman, pouncing towards Xu Ming, resembling a night parade of a hundred ghosts.
Through years of training in the Blood Floating Pagoda, Xu Ming could now sense the realm of his opponents through their spiritual power.
The opponent's spiritual power was thin yet vast. If there were no surprises, he should be in the Sea Gazing Realm, but with a hint of a carp leaping over the dragon gate, probably in the late stage of the Sea Gazing Realm.
Xu Ming delivered a punch, the violent blood energy scattering the evil souls, blasting a path.
Xu Ming took another step forward, directly shattering the floor tiles with one foot.
Xu Ming pressed forward, quickly closing the distance.
However, the opponent also knew how terrifying it was to be approached by a Body Refinement Realm martial artist.
"Descend!"
Li Hui stretched out his palm and pressed down, a black magic seal descending from the sky, covering Xu Ming's crown.
However, Xu Ming didn't care at all. The martial artist's true energy emanating from his body surrounded him, and the magic seal was like an egg hitting a stone, directly shattered.
Li Hui narrowed his brows, pointed forward, and a ray of Yin Qi death light shot towards Xu Ming's heart.
Xu Ming's pupils gradually evolved, and obscure and difficult-to-understand Dao patterns emerged from Xu Ming's dark pupils.
This was Xu Ming's first time using the Dao Pattern Eyes in actual combat.
Since the battle with Shen Sheng, although Xu Ming obtained the Dao Pattern Eyes, he had never used them in subsequent missions.
One reason was that his realm was too low at the time, and the Dao Pattern Eyes consumed too much physical and spiritual power.
The main reason was that everyone was acting together at that time, and if he used the Dao Pattern Eyes, he would definitely be seen, and it would be difficult to explain at that time. After all, in the eyes of others, his spiritual veins were severed.
Suddenly, he could use spiritual power, which was really hard to explain.
Therefore, Xu Ming planned to use it as a trump card in a life-or-death situation when there was really no other way.
Who knew that in those few years, Xu Ming and the others had never encountered any life-or-death crises.
And this time, Xu Ming felt that he could give it a try.
At the moment when the Dao Pattern Eyes were activated, Xu Ming clearly saw the flow of spiritual power around him.
Regarding the man in front of him, Xu Ming saw the flow of his meridians and the spiritual power in his body clearly.
The death light condensed from Yin Qi also became extremely slow in Xu Ming's eyes.
Xu Ming dodged sideways, stomped hard with his left foot, instantly closed in, and delivered a punch.
Xu Ming's fist pierced through Li Hui's heart, but Xu Ming didn't feel any sense of success.
Xu Ming frowned and retreated.
"Boom!"
The man in front of him exploded, filled with paper scraps.
"Are you really a Body Refinement Realm martial artist?"
Li Hui's voice came from behind Xu Ming.
"Of course."
The moment Xu Ming answered, he used his left leg as an axis, turned more than ninety degrees, and kicked Li Hui in the head.
Li Hui's head was smashed to pieces by Xu Ming, but what burst open was not blood mist, but paper scraps.
In an instant, a dozen paper figures identical to Li Hui, holding broadswords, slashed at Xu Ming.
Xu Ming stared intently, found a direction and rushed over. Any paper figures that stood in his way were turned into paper scraps under Xu Ming's fists.
"Eh?" The girl sitting on the roof, crossing her legs and propping her fair chin, put down her left leg and curiously straightened her slender waist. Her dark pupils blinked, "These eyes have some meaning."
Sky Opening Fist—Thunderclap!
Xu Ming easily found Li Hui's real body, and the fist in his hand mixed with the power of thunder, specifically restraining these Yin Qi things.
"Boom!"
Xu Ming punched out.
The opponent couldn't dodge in time, and put his hands in front of him to block.
From Xu Ming's fist, came the sound of the opponent's bones breaking and flesh bursting open.
Li Hui flew out five meters, fell to the ground, rolled non-stop, and blood stains wiped ten meters away.
When Li Hui struggled to get up, Xu Ming had already stepped on his chest.
"You… you are a sword cultivator!" Li Hui felt the sword energy remaining in his body, and Li Hui was a little dazed.
It was rumored that this top scorer had severed spiritual roots and could not cultivate in this life?
How could he be a sword cultivator?!
"I never said that I was just a martial artist."
Xu Ming smiled, and with a wave of his right hand towards the Peach Wood Sword, the Peach Wood Sword flew into Xu Ming's hand. Xu Ming gently lifted it, and the mask covering Li Hui's face was torn off by Xu Ming.
"Yo, so it's the eldest son of the Li family. The eldest son of the Li family looks even more sinister than in the portrait. I wonder if the eldest son of the Li family knows what the crime is for assassinating a sixth-rank official of the imperial court?"
"I…"
"Bang!"
Just as Li Hui uttered a word, Li Hui exploded and scattered into a cloud of blood mist.
Xu Ming frowned.
"Jingle bell…"
A crisp and melodious bell rang out.
Xu Ming raised his head, and a girl in a black dress, barefoot, walked towards him.
