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Chapter 27 Qingping Sword Intent
"There's no way to retreat, only to fight!" Lin Feng shouted, his voice echoing through the valley.
"Zhao Qian, follow me to hold off the Ape King! Lu Ming, the five of you, hold off the remaining berserk apes! This is our only chance!"
Before the words were even finished, war broke out.
Lin Feng drew his longsword, its light blazing brightly, with wind and thunder swirling around its blade. Together with Zhao Qian, one using orthodox and the other unorthodox techniques, they charged fiercely towards the second-tier ape king.
However, the strength of the second-tier demonic beast far exceeded expectations. The sound of metal clashing was incessant. With each collision, the two men's blood surged and they staggered. They barely managed to maneuver around the beast before they were in grave danger.
On the other side, Lu Ming, Qin Feiyu, Hu Zhen, Li Yun, and Zhou Ming were already engaged in fierce fighting.
The seven iron-backed monstrous apes, like seven iron hills, pounced fiercely, their claws and teeth stirring up a fierce, bloody gust of wind.
Qin Feiyu roared and unleashed the full power of his five years of arduous training. He wielded his spear with impenetrable force, forcefully withstanding the head-on attack of the three ferocious apes.
Under the direct impact, Qin Feiyu's blood surged like a tide, his arm bones cracked slightly, and each time he parried with his gun, it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Hu Zhen's face turned deathly pale. She bit her tongue to forcefully boost her spirit with her blood essence, and her hands moved swiftly, unleashing a continuous stream of low-level spells.
Vines entangled its feet, and water arrows blinded its eyes, all in an effort to restrain the ape's body and create an opportunity for the others to fight.
Her spiritual energy was being rapidly depleted, her meridians felt like they were being pierced by needles, and she was in excruciating pain. Before long, her face turned pale.
Lu Ming pushed the Qingfeng Talisman to its limit, his figure moving like a ghost through the ape horde. His longsword condensed pure spiritual power, aiming to strike the apes' vital points such as their eyes, nose, and throat.
However, the demon ape's hide was thick and tough, so the sword strike had little effect.
Lu Ming's swordsmanship moved with him, cunning and ruthless, and he narrowly averted several crises for Hu Zhen and Qin Feiyu.
However, Lu Ming himself could not escape the ape's claws. Before long, a wound appeared on his back, and bright red blood soaked through his tattered robes, a shocking sight.
The battle was extremely fierce. The number and strength of these monsters far exceeded those encountered before. Once there was a weakness, it would be a matter of life and death.
Qin Feiyu was eventually exhausted, and a violent ape found an opening and slammed its giant claw into his chest.
Qin Feiyu's spear broke, and his body flew backward, crashing heavily into the mountain wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood and instantly lost consciousness, his fate unknown.
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"Flying Feathers!" Hu Zhen's mind was shaken, and her hand, which was forming a hand seal, suddenly stopped, and the spell froze instantly.
In that instant, a violent ape entangled by vines suddenly broke free of its restraints, its scarlet eyes glaring at Hu Zhen, its sharp claws carrying the power to tear everything apart, aiming straight for her heart!
The speed was as fast as lightning, and Hu Zhen had no way to avoid it. She could only watch helplessly as death approached, her eyes filled with despair and resentment.
"No-!"
Lu Ming's eyes were bloodshot with rage, Qin Feiyu was seriously injured, and Hu Zhen was in danger.
Lu Ming instantly flew into a rage, fear and excruciating pain erupting in his heart like a volcano.
Lu Ming's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and only one thought remained in his mind—to save her! At all costs!
Lu Ming's obsession, disregarding everything, broke through the boundary between life and death. Deep within his spiritual platform, the sword intent buried in the Dao Qi of the back mountain suddenly broke through the soil!
"The wind stirs the green duckweed!"
The four majestic characters seemed to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, and resounded like a great bell in the soul!
The once elusive sword intent suddenly emerged, bringing unprecedented clarity!
That wisp of Qingping sword intent that he had been struggling to comprehend was instinctively stirred up in this moment of life and death, when emotions ran high!
He forgot his injuries, his cultivation level, and everything around him.
His eyes were fixed on the ferocious ape that pounced on Hu Zhen, and his heart was filled with the supreme intent of the four-word sword spirit—rising from the smallest thing to shake the world!
Lu Ming's longsword suddenly erupted, and the increasingly pure spiritual power within his body after the breakthrough frantically condensed into sword energy following the profound sword intent trajectory. It burst forth from the tip of the sword, arriving first despite being delayed, and pierced the bulging ape's brow with unparalleled precision!
The ape's forward lunge suddenly froze, its crimson pupils contracting rapidly before its gaze dimmed.
The massive body of the ape crashed down, raising a cloud of dust. A drop of blood slowly seeped from between its brows, its life extinguished.
died? !
The sudden turn of events plunged the chaotic battlefield into an instant silence.
Even the Ape King, which was suppressing Lin Feng and Zhao Qian, suddenly turned its head and stared at Lu Ming with suspicion. The faint but terrifying aura made it feel a deadly threat!
After Lu Ming's attack, all his strength was instantly drained, his meridians were throbbing with pain, his vision blurred, and he almost collapsed.
At the same time, a sharp pain shot through my brain.
But he stubbornly persevered, staggering a few steps to Hu Zhen's side, tightly shielding her behind him. His eyes were fixed on the remaining apes and the ape king, and he roared angrily, "Who dares to take another step forward!"
The faint yet incomparably sharp sword intent emanating from the tip of his sword had not yet dissipated, and the air was filled with a chilling sharpness, like a cold blade at the throat.
The remaining six apes were intimidated by this aura and stopped in their tracks, no longer daring to attack rashly.
The ape king roared in a low voice, its scarlet eyes darting between Lu Ming and Lin Feng, as if weighing the pros and cons.
Just then, Zhao Qian flicked his finger and released a talisman, which flashed with white light and landed directly on Qin Feiyu.
A warm current enveloped Qin Feiyu's body, slowly healing his wounds. He gradually regained consciousness, struggled to get up, and looked towards the battlefield.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Feng and Zhao Qian pounced on the Ape King again, while the remaining four quickly formed a formation to guard Qin Feiyu and block the ape's attacks.
Because of the intimidating power of Lu Ming's sword strike that killed the ape, the sword intent lingered and the apes lost their previous ferocity, greatly reducing the pressure on the four of them.
The battle between Lin Feng and Zhao Qian and the Ape King remained intense and evenly matched, and after a long fight, their breathing became disordered.
"Lu Ming! Can you use that move again?" Lin Feng asked urgently as he fought.
"Yes!" Lu Ming replied, his eyes unwavering and without the slightest hesitation.
"I'll lend you this sword! Zhao Qian and I will do our best to hold him back. When the time is right, strike with your sword!" Before Lin Feng finished speaking, he flicked his wrist, and the long sword in his hand flew through the air toward Lu Ming.
Lu Ming reached out and caught it. The moment his palm touched the hilt of Lin Feng's sword, he felt the sword energy on the blade merge with his own sword intent, becoming more and more refined, as if it could burst forth from the sword at any moment.
This sword is clearly much better than Lu Ming's own.
His understanding of the Qingping Sword Intent deepened at this moment.
The stinging pain in Lu Ming's mind had not subsided, but the image of the four large characters written by the Sword Immortal Qingping was becoming clearer and clearer.
Lu Ming gripped his longsword tightly, ignoring the excruciating pain that felt like his meridians were being cut by knives. He frantically poured the last of his spiritual power into the sword while concentrating on his meditation, trying to comprehend the profound sword intent.
On the other side, Lin Feng and Zhao Qian went all out, raining down talismans on the Ape King, bombarding it with layers of spells and restrictions.
Beneath the ape king's feet, earthen walls suddenly rose up, sealing him off layer by layer and trapping him inside.
The two used all their spiritual power to maintain the earthen wall, but in its rage, the Ape King smashed down with its giant fist, causing the earthen wall to crumble layer by layer. In an instant, it was about to break free.
"roar-!"
The Ape King broke through the last layer of earthen wall, pounded his chest with both fists, and roared soaring into the sky with a violent aura.
In that split second, Lu Ming's figure shot through the air like an arrow, his long sword gleaming brightly. The sword energy, which was composed of all his spiritual power and Qingping sword intent, flashed like a cold light and instantly slashed towards the Ape King!
The ape king's roar abruptly stopped, his eyes wide open in disbelief.
In an instant, its eyes quickly became unfocused, and its enormous head slowly rolled down, crashing heavily to the ground.
With no leader, the remaining six iron-backed monstrous apes were terrified and scattered in all directions, disappearing into the depths of the valley in the blink of an eye.
As for Lu Ming, the moment he unleashed that sword strike, all his spiritual energy was completely drained, and his body felt as if it were being torn apart by the sword, with waves of excruciating pain piercing his heart.
The piercing pain of the sword intent in his mind could no longer be suppressed. Lu Ming felt dizzy and his vision went black.
Lu Ming struggled to support himself with his sword, but ultimately could not hold on any longer and fell forward.
Lin Feng, who was closest, rushed forward and managed to support him, but Lu Ming's eyes were already closed, and he had completely fallen into a coma.