King of Assassins-Chapter 172 - 163 Cyan Lotus Sword Song_2

So, does that mean the opponent has also mastered the Wind Blade Technique?

Through his spirit, Luojia commanded the Little White Pig: "Go."

The transformed Little White Pig, with eyes that had grown to the size of goose eggs, was now bloodshot, resembling a provoked bull.

Upon receiving Luojia’s command, the Little White Pig charged towards Gao Xuan without hesitation.

Standing three meters tall, even unarmed, the Little White Pig exuded an overpowering presence.

Its entire body was filled with immense power; with a stomp, it blew a large hole in the ground. It charged at Gao Xuan like a cannonball.

Gao Xuan knew this pig had a unique trait: as long as Luojia was alive, it wouldn’t die.

Strictly speaking, the Little White Pig wasn’t truly alive; it was a special form of Divine Servant, akin to a bio-mechanical robot.

The Godslaying Sword’s rule of death upon drawing blood only applied to the Sword Master and the struck being, and only if they were in a natural flesh-and-blood form. This rule had various exemptions, like how Gao Xuan could exempt himself by closing his eyes.

The rule of death upon drawing blood with the Godslaying Sword didn’t affect this pig.

Therefore, Gao Xuan hadn’t touched this pig earlier.

Facing such an unkillable meat shield with ferocious and violent power, Gao Xuan had no interest in fighting it.

Gao Xuan extended his hand and pressed it in the air, forming a massive luminous screen of cyan Wind Blades to block the pig.

The vast cyan screen rolled in layers of Wind Blade power, resembling a rapidly spinning tornado.

Though the pig’s rushing force was strong, it lacked variation, causing it to be swept off by the cyan screen.

This move was extremely skillful; the Little White Pig flew over ten meters away before barely regaining its balance. Just as it was about to trouble Gao Xuan again, the chilling Po Jun Sword was already slashing down towards its head.

The Little White Pig’s mind wasn’t very clear at the moment, driven only by a berserk bloodlust. This was also an unavoidable side effect of its transformation.

"Die!"

With a furious roar, the Little White Pig swung a fist, smashing the Po Jun Sword away.

However, Yun Qingshang, utilizing the violent force on the Po Jun Sword, spun back for another slash, fiercely cutting at the pig’s waist after a full rotation.

In its transformed state, the Little White Pig’s skin was exceptionally thick and tough, enough to withstand a heavy sniper rifle.

Yet Yun Qingshang’s full-strength swing with the Po Jun Sword effortlessly sliced through the pig’s skin, leaving a near half-meter deep sword scar on its waist.

Fortunately, the Little White Pig’s body was sturdy after transformation, preventing it from being cleaved in two.

Even so, its abdomen was slashed open, internal organs cut, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

The Little White Pig let out a pained scream, wiped its palm across its belly, and the massive sword scar rapidly healed.

Yun Qingshang was a bit taken aback; even though Gao Xuan had informed her, such a self-healing ability was still terrifying.

She had just used all her strength in one sword strike and needed to adjust her Source Power. She couldn’t risk pursuing further.

The key was that the opponent couldn’t be killed at all, and reckless attacks could easily put her in danger. The gains wouldn’t be worth the risk.

Yun Qingshang adjusted faster than the Little White Pig, as it was still badly injured. Seizing the opportunity while it was still screaming, Yun Qingshang swung a sword fiercely at the pig’s knee.

Her intention was to sever one of the pig’s legs, significantly reducing its combat power.

Unexpectedly, her sword strike felt like hitting an incredibly hard iron wall, causing the heavy Po Jun Sword to bounce back.

Of course, the Little White Pig didn’t feel well either; its kneecap was mostly severed, rendering the entire leg useless. It nearly collapsed on the spot.

Just as Yun Qingshang was about to make another move, the Little White Pig let out a maniacal roar. The tangible soundwave crashed into Yun Qingshang’s eardrums like a giant cannon.

Staggering backward, Yun Qingshang’s ears buzzed uncontrollably, making her unable to maintain her balance.

Blood oozed from her ears, and she bled from her eyes and nose as well.

Even with the protection of the Crimson Heart, the soul-deep roar of the Little White Pig inflicted severe harm on Yun Qingshang.

Yun Qingshang swayed but remained standing, though her Po Jun Sword felt increasingly heavy, seemingly impossible to lift.

The Little White Pig, too, slumped to the ground, gasping heavily. Suffering from severe injuries and unleashing its soul-shattering roar, it had truly given its all.

Its ferocious energy mostly spent, its mind cleared somewhat, the Little White Pig had no desire to continue fighting Yun Qingshang.

Even though it couldn’t die, getting slashed hurt too much.

The standoff between the Little White Pig and Yun Qingshang reached a stalemate.

Meanwhile, Gao Xuan had the upper hand. His swordsmanship was unparalleled.

Though Luojia was strong, she was far behind Gao Xuan. Having the experience of two lifetimes, Gao Xuan was undoubtedly the top Sword Saint of the current era as far as swordsmanship was concerned.

Luojia realized something was wrong the moment she engaged; this guy wasn’t just adept at sneak attacks, his swordsmanship far exceeded hers.

With no other choice, she continuously activated the Cyan Lotus Sword Array. The power of this array was strong, leaving no room for trickery regardless of Gao Xuan’s swordsmanship.

Large cyan lotuses bloomed one after another, covering Luojia as she retreated. She noticed the dire situation of the Little White Pig, feeling even more furious.

This pig always seized any chance to slack off, unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

What was more infuriating, Gao Xuan had wiped out Binghai, Wind Blade, and Red Flame. There was no one to block him now.

Luojia admitted to somewhat underestimating Gao Xuan. However, her spirit was firm; far from feeling frustrated or regretful, her fighting spirit soared.

She silently sneered, "Let’s see how capable you really are."

A blood-red Sword Light flashed repeatedly, shattering the massive cyan lotuses continuously.

The fragments of cyan light scattered across the sky, yet the blood-red Sword Light remained sharp and unstoppable.

As if riding the wind, Gao Xuan moved with grace amidst advances and retreats. The Godslaying Sword traveled back and forth, displaying unparalleled transcendence.

Amidst flashing blood-red Sword Light, it broke through the cyan lotuses once more, targeting Luojia directly.

This time, Luojia didn’t retreat. She reached out her dainty fingers towards the Sword Light.

Her movements were graceful and unhurried, like a lady picking flowers. However, her three fingers pinched right onto the spine of the Godslaying Sword.

The electric-flashing blood-red Sword Light halted at once.

Gao Xuan felt as if the Godslaying Sword had stabbed into the Endless Abyss, unable to exert any force.

Luojia’s technique wasn’t a change of martial arts but a Law Level magical Divine Technique. Thus, it must hit.

"Flower-Picking Finger?" Gao Xuan asked.

Luojia smiled, "You have a keen eye. Impressive."

As she spoke, Luojia casually brushed aside the Godslaying Sword, extending three white, slender fingers to gently tap forward.

Gao Xuan’s Source Power was disrupted by the Flower-Picking Finger; as he saw Luojia’s finger about to land, he struggled to muster his Source Power to resist.

At the crucial moment, Gao Xuan activated the Celestial Spirit Sword Qi.

The silver Celestial Spirit Sword Qi instantly condensed into a set of Silver Armor, tightly encasing Gao Xuan.

Luojia’s Flower-Picking Finger lightly tapped Gao Xuan’s chest, shattering the Silver Armor into countless fragments of silver light.

Though the armor formed by the Celestial Spirit Sword Qi was destroyed, it blocked the Flower-Picking Finger’s strike.

After two uses of the Flower-Picking Finger, Luojia’s face turned somewhat pale, leaving her unable to unleash a third strike.

With a clear cry from the Six-winged Celestial Cicada in Gao Xuan’s Consciousness Sea, he thrust the Godslaying Sword once more.

The pure blood-red blade transformed into a streak of light, piercing straight into Luojia’s forehead.

Luojia’s sea-blue eyes showed no fear, only a hint of helplessness. But she had no chance to speak; all vitality was extinguished by the Godslaying Sword.

After killing Luojia with one thrust, Gao Xuan sighed softly.

From behind Gao Xuan came Luojia’s low, magnetic voice: "Round three, begin."