Chapter 354: The Insidious Twin Swords

Meanwhile, Jue Wuya, who had been observing the situation, saw Qin Ming and the Black-Clothed Martial King leave. He immediately shouted, "Disciples of the Huayu Sect, hear my command: Kill!"

"Kill!" Yang Shu received the order and led the Disciples in a charge. Jue Wuya was at the front; with a flash of his body, he appeared in the midst of the Qixin Sect's Martial Ancestors. His Slender Sword thrust out like lightning, and the Qixin Sect's Martial Ancestors fell one after another.

When the Qixin Sect's Martial Ancestors saw that their Martial King had fled and their Martial Spirits had all perished, they had long since lost their fighting spirit. Seeing new enemies appear—especially Jue Wuya with his Martial Spirit aura and his ghost-like Slender Sword—their morale vanished instantly. All they wanted was to escape.

"Run!" These Martial Ancestors were battle-hardened veterans, and they scattered in an instant. At that moment, Yang Shu arrived with the Huayu Sect Disciples and quickly surrounded them.

These Disciples were all in the Martial Ancestor Realm. Although their skill with the Slender Sword was not as exquisite as Jue Wuya's, they had achieved two or three-tenths of his proficiency. Furthermore, they were only focused on blocking the Qixin Sect's Martial Ancestors from escaping and keeping them entangled; working in pairs, they easily cut off the retreat of these Martial Ancestors.

Meanwhile, Jue Wuya was slaughtering his way through the Qixin Sect's Martial Ancestors. His Slender Sword was like lightning; whenever it touched an enemy, they fell. It was easier than harvesting wheat.

"The killing is done." Jue Wuya held his sword in his right hand, looking at the corpses covering the ground.

Most of these corpses had only been struck by a single sword, and that strike was always in a vital position: behind the ear, the throat, or the heart.

"So powerful." The Huayu Sect Disciples looked at Jue Wuya standing amidst the corpses with envy and longing, imagining that they too might one day be like him, taking down an enemy in a single move.

"Clean this up, then we return to the Sect," Jue Wuya ordered as he sheathed his Slender Sword.

Yang Shu cupped his hands and asked, "Elder Jue, are we not waiting for the Sect Master?"

Jue Wuya shook his head. "The Sect Master is fighting a Martial King; we cannot interfere at all. Waiting here would only invite unnecessary danger."

"Yes!" Yang Shu took the order and led the Disciples to begin clearing the valuables.

Jue Wuya looked in the direction Qin Ming had chased and murmured to himself, "It seemed like Qin Ming didn't use a forbidden pill just now. Is it an ability of the Pill God Physique? Can the Pill God Physique allow Qin Ming to become a Martial King?"

"It seems I need to work hard as well!"

…"No need to run!" Qin Ming pursued unhurriedly. "You cannot escape. No one who tries to move against the Qin Family can stay alive."

"Dammit!" The Black-Clothed Martial King also knew the gap between his current speed and Qin Ming's was huge. He stopped running immediately. "Don't think you've got me just because I've been poisoned."

Qin Ming looked at the Black-Clothed Martial Artist with a smile. "Perhaps if you tell me some information about your Demon God, I might consider letting you go."

"The Demon God is supreme; don't dream of getting any information from me!" the Black-Clothed Martial King roared in anger. He pulled a long staff from his space ring and, with a whistling sound, smashed it toward Qin Ming.

Qin Ming retreated abruptly, then lunged forward, clenching his fist and smashing it toward the Black-Clothed Martial King with hatred.

*Boom!*

The Black-Clothed Martial King held the staff horizontally, blocking Qin Ming's attack. However, although he blocked the fist, the force still transferred through. The Black-Clothed Martial King was sent flying, crashing through a patch of trees before finally stopping.

"You didn't take a forbidden pill?" The Black-Clothed Martial King clutched his numbing arm and said in surprise, "No wonder the Martial Spirits I sent earlier failed against the Qin Family; it turns out such an expert was hidden there."

"Correct, I was the one who killed those Martial Spirits you sent. And I don't mind telling you, I was also the one who stole your qixin grass," Qin Ming said with a smile.

"What? You stole the qixin grass too?" Only now did the Man in Black realize that everything, from beginning to end, had been the scheme of this youth.

In the moment the Man in Black was dazed, Qin Ming flickered and appeared before him, a punch aimed at his face.

"Go to hell!" The Man in Black suddenly gave a sinister smile. The long staff in his hands split apart, turning into twin swords that thrust toward Qin Ming's chest. If they hit, Qin Ming would be heavily injured if not dead.

*Whoosh…* Qin Ming's pupils constricted when he saw the twin swords. This Man in Black was too insidious. By using the long staff earlier, he had made Qin Ming believe he was a power-based Martial King. Now that the staff had turned into twin swords, his true form was revealed; this Black-Clothed Martial King was actually a twin-sword wielder, a technical Martial King who used twin swords.

It was impossible to retreat now. Qin Ming was clever; he rolled directly onto the ground, dodging the attacking twin swords, and rolled again to leave the Black-Clothed Martial King's attack range.

"Pui…" Qin Ming spat out the grass in his mouth. "How insidious. I almost lost my life. But now, what other trump cards do you have?"

The most dangerous part of the bizarre twin swords was the moment they were drawn. Since Qin Ming had dodged them, he was no longer afraid.

Things out in the open are often much safer than those hidden in the shadows.

"I didn't expect you to be able to dodge that." The Black-Clothed Martial King panted heavily. "I have killed three Martial Kings with this move. You are the first person to dodge it unscathed."

"If I hadn't been poisoned and could only use seventy percent of my power, you definitely wouldn't have dodged it!"