The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 190: The Blade That Cuts Off the Soul

Black Tube stood in the dense forest, looking in other directions.

"They've already started..."

Lu Liang pushed his glasses and said, "We have to speed up too. It would be bad if we fall behind."

Opposite stood a silent bearded man, holding a goose-feather knife in his hand.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Clarinet and the other person quietly without making any movement.

"Leave this man to me, you assist him from the side." said Hei Guan'er.

"No." Lu Liang turned his head and said, "I learned a lot from the boss and I want to practice it."

Clarinet sighed: "Okay, let's do it together."

"Thanks!"

Lu Liang took his hand out of his pocket and turned to the swordsman opposite him. The red true energy in his right hand condensed into an air blade.

The swordsman's name was Jiang Cao. He didn't say anything, but just glanced at the red air blade in Lu Liang's hand.

As a swordsman, his intuition told him that what the other party had in his hand was very dangerous.

Lu Liang walked slowly towards Jiang Cao, with a playful smile on his face.

Jiang Cao stared, and when the distance between them was less than five meters, he placed his hand on the hilt of the knife.

The two men confronted each other for a few breaths. Lu Liang took the initiative and swung his arm. The red air blade in his hand instantly extended several meters and slashed towards Jiang Cao.

Jiang Cao prepared himself on both sides, and when the red air blade came, he jumped into the air and drew his sword from its sheath.

The knife was so fast that Lu Liang was surprised and could only hastily raise the air blade to resist.

But the moment he caught the knife, he was pushed backwards, which was enough to show the power.

But at this time, Hei Guan'er also took action. He went straight to Jiang Cao's head and kicked him with a whip kick.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cao drew his sword extremely quickly. With a turn of his wrist, the blade chopped towards Hei Guan'er's legs and feet.

This knife was extremely dangerous. As soon as Hei Guaner kicked out, he was forced to change his offensive and forcibly retracted his foot, while punching Jiang Cao in the chest.

The punch was so fierce that Jiang Cao was too late to draw his sword, so he raised the scabbard to block it.

Jiang Cao was knocked away in just one blow. He was surprised as he didn't expect that the black tube would be so strong.

"Horizontal training..."

Just as Jiang Cao was thinking, Lu Liang rushed up and swung the air blade to chop him.

Unfortunately, the attack was not successful.

Jiang Cao drew his sword very quickly, and before the air blade arrived, he had already chopped Lu Liang with his sword.

With this knife strike, Lu Liang could hardly even catch sight of Jiang Cao's movements.

Although he had received special training from Zhang Wuling for a period of time, it did not mean that he had reached the level of a first-class master.

After all, the talent is there, and it is not easy to catch up with others who have spent more than ten or even dozens of years in a short period of time.

Being able to master the methods taught by Zhang Wuling and possessing a certain level of combat effectiveness can be considered as Lu Liang's diligence.

Blood spurted out.

Lu Liang looked at the knife wound on his chest, which was so deep that the bone was visible. This kind of injury basically means death.

"Xiao Liangzi!" Hei Guaner shouted and was about to go over to check on Lu Liang's condition.

Unfortunately, Jiang Cao stood in front of him, with the knife in his hand pressed against his throat, intending to behead him.

Black Tube stopped, raised his chin, bent down and narrowly avoided the knife.

A first-class swordsman—Clarinet thought to himself.

He twisted his waist and kicked Jiang Cao right in the ribs. If he hadn't relieved some of the force, his bones would have been broken.

Jiang Cao frowned slightly. The opponent's speed was much faster than before, which caused him to miscalculate and fail to defend against the kick in time.

But...it doesn't matter.

Shadowless knife!

Jiang Cao slashed with his sword, but the blade disappeared, leaving only the slashing movement of his arm.

Clarinet originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to launch a violent attack to suppress the opponent's rhythm, but his numbing scalp stopped him from taking action.

There is no visible flash of swords and sabers, but the sense of crisis of being locked in is coming head-on.

tear-

When Hei Guan'er turned his body, a hole was torn in the clothes on the left side of his chest, and a line of blood appeared on his skin.

If I had been a little slower, I'm afraid I would have died.

Hei Guan'er took a few steps back to distance himself from Jiang Cao, and at the same time raised his hand and fired a gas bullet.

But Jiang Cao did not dodge or evade. He raised his sword and slashed it upwards, actually cutting the air bullet directly.

The clarinet fired another shot, but with the same result.

"This guy is such a trouble..."

To be honest, instead of competing with a swordsman who only cares about speed, he would rather choose one who can engage in hearty hand-to-hand combat.

However, just as Hei Guan'er was thinking about the next battle method and how to deal with it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

This method... works too.

Hei Guan'er instantly rushed in front of Jiang Cao and punched him, but when he saw the other party draw his knife, he immediately changed his action, dodged to the side, lowered his body and swept his leg to attack the lower body.

Although Jiang Cao's sword is very fast, Hei Guan'er's horizontal training skills are not to be underestimated.

Facing the sweeping kick, Jiang Cao had no time to draw his sword again. He could only jump up to dodge and concentrate his sword intent to prepare for the next strike.

But who would have thought that when Hei Guaner performed the sweeping kick, he actually grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, and after missing the attack, he threw the dirt away with his backhand.

"mean!"

Jiang Cao, who had been silent all the time, couldn't help but curse. He originally thought that Hei Guan'er was an "honest man", but he didn't expect that although he looked rough, he was such a despicable villain.

Still blowing sand?

Bah, so despicable!

However, if you think that such dirty tricks can work, you are underestimating others.

Jiang Cao stepped back and slashed with his sword, the wind from the sword directly cut through the dust.

But at this moment, Jiang Cao suddenly realized that there was a danger coming from behind him. After slashing with the knife, he had no time to retract the knife. He could only turn his wrist, twist his waist, turn around and slash upwards with the knife.

Ding!

Defended.

But when he saw the familiar red air blade, Jiang Cao was stunned.

He had clearly killed the dwarf with one sword, so how could he still attack him?

"You seem surprised."

Lu Liang lowered his head and smiled, "It's just a pity that I can't tell you why. Besides, there's no point in explaining to a dead person."

Jiang Cao was stunned. He realized something and looked down at his abdomen.

A blue air blade pierced through his stomach.

But the strange thing was that he didn't feel any pain or any sense of injury.

Instead, there was only a cold feeling, as if someone had put an ice cube against his belly.

"Bye-Bye."

Lu Liang waved his hand, and a blue air blade slashed across Jiang Cao's body, taking his life away in an instant.

The light in Jiang Cao's eyes disappeared, becoming hollow and gray, and his body fell stiffly to the ground.

There was no blood, no wounds, the person just died like that.

Seeing such a strange situation, Hei Guaner couldn't help but walk over and asked curiously: "What did you do just now?"

Lu Liang straightened his clothes and found that there was almost no trace of the wound on his chest.

"It's nothing. I just killed his soul."

"Kill... the soul?"

"Yes, Soul Blade, a method specifically targeting the soul. The boss taught me."

"Tsk, tsk—" Hei Guan'er stroked his beard, "Is that the blue air blade from before?"

"Correct."

"What's that red thing?"

"Scalpel."

"What?"