readytorunbook Chapter 969 Joint Siege
Chapter 969 Joint Siege
"Although you can't see the other person's location, you can guess it. You truly deserve to be called Sword Heart Qin Yu!" Lin Ping exclaimed.
With the help of X-rays, he could barely see the Wushan Sect Master moving at high speed within the area Qin Yu was attacking.
In other words, Qin Yu had already guessed the general location of the other party.
Actually, it's not hard to guess. In his rage, the Wushan Sect Master wanted nothing more than to tear Qin Yu to pieces, so he would naturally choose a position where he could definitely kill him.
"So what if you guess my location? The gap in strength is insurmountable!"
The sect leader of Wushan sneered, and his unpredictable longsword pierced straight into Qin Yu's chest.
However, when faced with the Wushan Sect Master's fatal blow, Qin Yu also revealed a dangerous smile.
"Let's perish together!"
"What? You want to die?"
The sect leader of Wushan exclaimed in surprise. He clearly saw Qin Yu also stabbing at his chest. He had never seen such a life-or-death fighting style before.
"I'm afraid that only the Wushan Sect Master will die in the end!" Lin Ping sneered.
He had seen Yan Gang fight like that before.
On the surface, it seems like a life-for-life exchange, but Qin Yu will definitely shift his position to avoid his vital points.
Although they may get injured, they will not die.
"Oh no! It's too late!"
The sect leader of Wushan hurriedly sheathed his sword; he didn't want to die here.
镗！
After the Wushan Sect Master's adjustment, the two swords finally clashed together, producing a crisp sound.
Due to the shift in position, the Wushan Sect Master was unable to exert his maximum strength, and not only did his longsword break, but he was also sent flying backward through the air.
After somersaulting several times, he finally managed to stand on the ground.
"Brother Hong, I'm here to help you!" The Bashan Sect Master hurriedly stepped in.
go with!
With a soft shout, unpredictable sword shadows descended from the sky, enveloping the area around the Bashan Sect Master.
"This is my sword arena, and I call the shots!" The Bashan Sect Master stepped forward slowly, and the surrounding sword arena moved accordingly.
Bashan Sword Arena!
Akin to a domain, the Bashan Sect Master could freely alter the trajectory of each longsword, harming only the enemy and not himself.
Within this sword arena, Qin Yu was already struggling to cope with the rain of swords falling from the sky, not to mention the presence of a peak fifth-level expert lurking in the shadows.
"I'll deal with you, you demon from the Sword King Sect!"
The sect leader of Bashan approached little by little. He was not worried at all that Qin Yu would retaliate, because the closer he got, the denser the rain of swords became.
After witnessing the true power of the Bashan Sword Arena, everyone was shocked.
This is the strength that a peak fifth-level expert should have. The Bashan Sect Master is more powerful than the Wushan Sect Master, and may even surpass the Shushan Sect Master.
"Qin Yu can't perform at all in this sword arena," Jiang Yunying said, worried for him again.
“The Bashan Sword Arena is not invincible, otherwise they wouldn’t be so desperate to snatch the Sword King Sect’s sword manual.” Lin Ping analyzed rationally. “The Bashan Sword Arena will consume a lot of the Bashan Sect Master’s internal energy and most of his strength. At this moment, he is barely at the mid-stage of the fifth level.”
Jiang Yunying nodded inwardly, but even someone at the mid-stage of the fifth level could kill Qin Yu at this moment.
"Die!" The sect leader of Bashan seized the opportunity and struck Qin Yu in the back with a palm.
"You're the one who should be dying!"
Qin Yu's cold eyes flashed, completely ignoring the rain of swords falling from the sky, and he concentrated all his strength in his palm.
Bang!
With palms facing each other, a powerful force bursts forth from the center point.
puff!
The sect leader of Bashan coughed up blood. He had used most of his internal energy to control the sword field and was powerless to defend against Qin Yu's fatal blow.
Of course, Qin Yu was also in bad shape; at least two longswords pierced his body, and bright red blood flowed down his shoulders.
Qin Yu used his internal energy to seal the gushing blood and forced himself to pull himself together.
"Hahaha! The three great sword sects are indeed no match for you!"
With two sect leaders defeated by Qin Yu in succession, he certainly had reason to be arrogant.
"Husband, is the Sword King Sect really that terrifying? How could Qin Yu, at such a young age, destroy three major sword sects?" Jiang Yunying couldn't help but ask.
"That's not the case. In terms of pure strength, both the Wushan Sect Master and the Bashan Sect Master are stronger than Qin Yu. Even if they couldn't win, they could certainly fight Qin Yu to a draw." Lin Ping analyzed step by step. "The reason the Wushan Sect Master lost was because he didn't expect Qin Yu to fight to the death. The reason the Bashan Sect Master failed was because his sword technique required assistance. If the Shushan Sect Master had intervened just now, Qin Yu would have been dead without a doubt!"
"Why didn't the Sect Master of Shu Mountain make a move?" Jiang Yunying asked, somewhat puzzled.
In her view, the three major sword sects were closely connected, and the three sect leaders were like brothers, so they should join forces to deal with Qin Yu.
"Even if we win by making a move at this time, it will be the credit of the Bashan Sect Master. He doesn't want to be trampled underfoot by the Bashan Sword Sect," Lin Ping said confidently.
He is not only good at analyzing various sword techniques, but also at analyzing the psychology of each person.
As expected, the sect leader of Shu Mountain made a move just as Qin Yu was injured.
"Qin Yu, with your sword heart, let me rid the martial world of this scourge!"
The sect leader of Shushan said in a grand and solemn manner.
After three major battles, Qin Yu was not only covered in injuries, but also had very little internal energy left, making it difficult for him to defeat the Shu Mountain Sect Master. However, he still did not give in.
"Come on, this time, I will completely defeat the three great sword sects!" Qin Yu beckoned.
"You think you can take it?" The Shu Mountain Sect Master's face was full of disdain. He could tell that Qin Yu was already at his limit.
drink!
Without saying a word, Qin Yu poured all his strength into the longsword and forcefully swung it out.
This sword strike contained the full power of Qin Yu's body, making it even faster than Lin Ping's bullet.
The sect leaders of Shu Mountain were somewhat flustered, realizing that Qin Yu had this trick up his sleeve.
break!
The sect leader of Shu Mountain dared not be negligent in the slightest, and frantically swung his sword, gathering all his strength into the blade.
bump!
A massive energy wave emanated from the arena, forcing everyone to retreat.
The sect leader of Shushan Sect still managed to break Qin Yu's move and quickly approached him.
"I'm afraid the Sect Master of Shu Mountain has already used up all his strength!" Lin Ping said.
"Qin Yu still couldn't escape his fate, but he was able to defeat two top masters and make the entire martial arts world tremble. He has enough to be proud of." Jiang Yunying felt sorry for Qin Yu.
If Qin Yu were given twenty years, he would definitely be able to surpass the three major sword sects on his own.
"Do you still remember what Senior Yan Gang was like? Even at his last gasp, he was still enough to stand proudly above all the heroes in the world!" Lin Ping said firmly.
"go to hell!"
The sect leader of Shushan flashed forward, his long sword thrusting straight at Qin Yu's chest.
Just then, Qin Yu twisted his body slightly, using his shoulder to take the hit.
The penetrating wound caused him to tremble with pain, but it also gave the Shushan Sect Master a glimmer of hope for victory.
"Who will die first is still uncertain!"
Despite the pain, Qin Yu unleashed a powerful palm strike, which landed squarely on the chest of the Shu Mountain Sect Master.
puff!
The sect leader of Shushan was sent flying like a piece of paper, also spitting out blood, his injuries were not light.