Chapter 810: I’ll Tell You about this Sword

As the sword light drew nearer, the alarm became louder on the black battleship.

The lenses of the glasses couldn’t conceal the grim expression in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

The sword light traveling amid the fireworks of the nuclear bombs grew increasingly brighter.

The Federation of the Milky Way hadn’t witnessed such a fast traveling device.

Looking at the chart on the light screen, the personnel on the battleship displayed a shocking and unbelievable expression on their faces.

What kind of a device was it? How could it travel so fast?

As the people were trying to figure it out, the speed of the sword light had increased to an unimaginable degree, disappearing from the light screen.

Then the scene in the last chapter occurred.

A crack appeared on the floor-to-ceiling window.

Many cracks showed on the floor.

A crack could be seen on the blood jade.

Dozens of sword lights passed through everything, including the body of the middle-aged man.

The sword lights subsided to become the figure of Jing Jiu.

Yet the sword will still lingered, moving with the momentum to extend to the entire battleship and to tear everything to shreds in its path.

The engine of the battleship began to explode. The blue electrical sparks flashed incessantly at the stern of the ship, followed by a loud boom.

It wasn’t until now that the battleship issued the invasion alarm.

Everybody on the battleship was taken aback at first. By the time they recovered their senses, the personnel of the battleship started to defend the ship as quickly as they could.

Pah!!! Pah!!! Pah!!!

A dozen combat mechas were assembled along with the clatters of heavy metals.

The middle-aged man looked at the outside of the window quietly, lost in thought.

A moment later, he turned around slowly and asked Jing Jiu, “What sword style is this?”

“The All in One Sword,” replied Jing Jiu.

The middle-aged man said with furrowed brows, “I’ve seen it, but it was not as powerful as yours.”

“Mine is the All in One,” said Jing Jiu.

He didn’t refer to the essence of the sword work he had comprehended in Chaotian.

Nor was it the same as the All in One figured out by the founding grandmasters of Green Mountain.

What he meant was the range of the sword work that could change with the changing heaven and earth.

All were One Sword.

Thousands of nuclear bombs were also his sword.

When General Li defeated Jian Xilai on the mining planet a few days ago, he had said:

“It’s the true connection of heaven and humans when the magic methods in Chaotian and the technology of this world are combined.”

It was what Jing Jiu had done.

The middle-aged man couldn’t wrap his head around it and inquired, “Didn’t you come out recently?”

“It’s been a long time,” said Jing Jiu.

He had come to this world more than one hundred days ago; it was truly long enough for him.

Back when he was in the small village in Chaotian, he used nine days to finish all the preparations.

The middle-aged man shook his head, “No, it’s not such a simple thing to do.”

Jing Jiu had to admit that it was indeed not simple to wield this sword.

It was because it was different from cutting vegetables, cooking rice, cleaning, farming, and making the bamboo chair.

He had prepared a long time for wielding this sword.

Tang Gu, who worked in the underground laboratory on the Stargate, provided him with detailed information about the battleships of the Federation and the types of nuclear bombs.

On the night when the selection of a female priest took place, he looked at the battleships in the night sky for a long time to observe them at a spot close to the gray sky-like screen.

He had calculated for many nights, be it on the couch in the underground apartment or in the chair on the deck in the Stargate hotel.

He came up with this plan in the end.

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“You’re truly formidable, and your calculation and methods are also quite outstanding.”

The middle-aged man continued while staring at his eyes, “But, if I were not wounded first, you wouldn’t be able to kill me.”

Thinking of what had happened on that planet, Jing Jiu asked, “Did you attempt to kill Cao Yuan?”

The middle-aged man said, “I went there to receive him.”

“The person who asked you to receive him wanted you to be killed,” said Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu had already guessed the identity of the middle-aged man.

Those people who had different paths could live in their own ways. Yet more often than not, they were at each other’s throats.

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This middle-aged man was the Immortal Chi Song of the Bloody Demon Church and had done many evil deeds in Chaotian. Though he behaved better in this world, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone if necessary.

Cao Yuan was the successor of the monk experiencing the world at the Fruit Formation Temple and the Broadsword King who had guarded the border alone in the wind and snow. Though he had killed many evildoers, he was nevertheless a benevolent person who was kind to heaven and the others.

When these two encountered, it was inevitable to have an upheaval.

“What I don’t understand is why you wanted to kill me?”

It seemed that the middle-aged man still couldn’t figure it out.

“It’s because you wanted to kill me,” returned Jing Jiu.

The middle-aged man sighed, “This is merely a test.”

When he thought of the bullet he caught on the square and the laser gunfire in the night sky the other day, Jing Jiu remained silent for a while.

“You die now,” said Jing Jiu.

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After Jing Jiu had said that, the middle-aged man expired.

The Immortal Chi Song was the most outstanding devil man in the history of Chaotian. He had founded the Bloody Demon Church, which caused a great many deaths and influenced the Cultivation circle for tens of thousands of years, including Liu Shisui…However, he hadn’t done anything against the sword light that day and died.

The two tiny wounds on his thumb and forefinger suddenly deepened. Soon enough, the two fingers fell off.

In the next moment, his ears, nose, hair, and flesh were all sliced into pieces before turning to powder.

Even his three spiritual souls, ten thousand demonic ideas and nine paper corpses were all sliced into the tiniest particles, which were then burned by the sword fire into a puff of green smoke.

Only a few blood beads seeped out, drifting in all directions with evil intent. As they were about to reach those soldiers, they were sliced to nothingness by the sword light.

The soldiers had no idea that they were saved by Jing Jiu. They raised the weapons in their hands and attacked him.

A dozen combat mechas let out a deep buzzing sound as they charged toward him at a high speed.

The smoke coming out of the tails of the missiles and chaotic laser beams could be seen everywhere on the battleship.

Jing Jiu raised his right hand.

The missiles suddenly swerved and headed toward somewhere else by traveling diagonally.

More than ten explosions occurred on the battleship, creating many large holes on the hulls of the battleship that had sustained severe damage earlier.

The laser beams landed on Jing Jiu squarely, but they couldn’t inflict any harm.

His body was extremely dense and smooth, like a metal condensed by a super force.

More importantly, Jing Jiu began to move around.

The inside of the battleship was illuminated by the sword light.

The sword lights appeared on the transparent masks of the combat mechas, on the operating counters that were used by the soldiers as protection, and the engines of the emergency spacecraft that were starting up.

Thousands of sword lights seemed to have appeared in various places on the battleship all at once.

Countless cutting sounds ensued.

Clank!!! Clank!!! Clank!!!

The whole of the world was silenced, except for the explosion of the engine at the stern of the ship.

Jing Jiu put down his right hand.

The faint sword wills circled among his fingers.

The large chair of blood jade was cut in half, the two lively dragons had died, and a pair of glasses was in the broken jade stones.

Jing Jiu picked up the glasses and held them in his hand.

The Immortal Chi Song had a profound Cultivation state, much stronger than Bai Ren.

Among all of his foes in his life, the Snow Girl was the only one who was more powerful than the Immortal Chi Song.

Even though Jing Jiu had employed the most powerful All in One Sword with the aid of thousands of nuclear bombs, he could only wound this person; it was almost impossible to kill him. Even Yuan Qü could figure out that the grandmaster of the Bloody Demon Church had many other methods to save his own life.

However, he had been wounded severely earlier.

When was the time when the All in One Sword of the Green Mountain Sect met the broadsword from the small temple in White Town?

It was when Liu Ci wielded the sword at the Scorching-Sun Gorge before he turned into the spring rain.

Cao Yuan was excited and joined Liu Ci with his broadsword at that moment.

The broadsword and the sword met.

As a result, the Scorching-Sun Gorge vanished, and the Mysterious Dark Sect was destroyed.

Jing Jiu’s sword and Cao Yuan’s broadsword met inside the body of the Immortal Chi Song today.

The Immortal Chi Song’s fate was sealed no matter how powerful he was.

“Since you intended to kill him, why did you say that to worsen our relationship?”

A calm and deep voice rang out.

The black battleship was set ablaze.

The three major systems were all damaged. All of the protective doors were dysfunctional; the sound of explosions and the whistling sound of air leaking out could be heard everywhere on the ship.

The voice could be heard clearly by Jing Jiu amid the chaotic environment.

The person was not on the battleship; it was communicated from a distant place.

Jing Jiu rubbed his slightly damaged earlobe as he said, “I said that for your sake.”