Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 833 - 832: The Art of Thousand Swords

Chapter 833: Chapter 832: The Art of Thousand Swords

Mr. Jin Ye and the others’ faces changed at a distance, Liao Yuxuan urgently said, "Wu Jianqiu, what’s the hurry? Let Mr. Jin Ye join hands with you, this kid is bound to die, why use this move?"

Wu Jianqiu completely ignored Liao Yuxuan’s words, a misty Qi rising from his body, quickly enveloping the longsword within it.

Su Yang frowned; he could see clearly that the misty Qi emanating from Wu Jianqiu was very strange in origin. It wasn’t Wu Jianqiu’s own power, a situation similar to that of Liao Yuxuan and Gongye Liang; both of them also possessed a power that didn’t belong to them.

The power within Liao Yuxuan came from the Three-faced God Monarch, while Gongye Liang’s strength was from the Medical Saint of the Medical Saint Sect. But where did Wu Jianqiu’s power come from? What was Wu Jianqiu’s relationship with Liao Yuxuan and Gongye Liang, and why did he also have such strange power?

The longsword absorbed the misty Qi, its blade beginning to shine brightly.

The young man standing behind Su Yang also frowned, taking a step forward, he took the Black Tortoise Jade from Zhao Ping’an, and said in a deep voice, "Su Yang, you don’t have to worry about what’s behind you!"

Only then did Su Yang breathe a sigh of relief; a Shadow Phantom also rose behind him, which immediately opened its eyes upon emerging. It was still that same haughty look that scorned all living beings, except that, previously, even when those eyes were open, they didn’t seem to notice anything at all, as if there was nothing in the world worth their attention.

This time, however, after those eyes opened, they clearly glanced at the longsword. Although it was just a brief look, it was enough to signify the extraordinary power within the longsword.

"Do you think you can block my strike?" Wu Jianqiu growled with gritted teeth, "Today, you’re all bound to die!"

"Then let’s try and see!" Su Yang coldly shouted back, looking up at the longsword in the sky with not a hint of fear.

"The Art of Thousand Swords!" Wu Jianqiu roared angrily.

In that instant, the longsword split into thousands upon thousands of longswords. These endless swords, suspended in the air, all pointed their tips directly at Su Yang with an overwhelming presence.

The onlookers around were terrified, and Su Yang also frowned. But he did not retreat an inch, still standing tall and proud.

"Strike!" Wu Jianqiu shouted loudly.

The longswords in the sky fell rapidly like rain, heading straight for Su Yang.

Su Yang did not shrink back, throwing a direct punch forward, deflecting the first batch of longswords that fell.

But that was just a drop in the ocean. There were thousands upon thousands of longswords in the sky; what use was it for Su Yang to deflect just a few dozen? The other longswords continued to speed toward him.

Su Yang threw several punches in quick succession, deflecting the nearby longswords, then suddenly brought his hands together and roared, "Om mani padme hum!"

With each chant of the Six Syllables Exorcism True Words, Su Yang’s body grew a bit larger. He chanted very quickly, and his body enlarged just as fast, in the blink of an eye, he had already turned into a giant standing thirteen feet tall.

As Su Yang’s body grew, the Shadow Phantom also grew, enveloping Su Yang’s form within it.

The longswords that struck the Shadow Phantom found their speed drastically slowed, as if entering a quagmire.

Su Yang, without the slightest pause, clenched his fists and pounded fiercely at the longswords surrounding him.

The power of the longswords was simply too great; each sword was like a Near-God Move. That is to say, with each longsword he fended off, Su Yang had to expend a tremendous amount of strength.

Su Yang did not know how Wu Jianqiu could release so many Near-God Moves at once, but it seemed that they were inseparably linked to the Misty Qi.

Although these longswords were formed from power, Su Yang did not dare to use Devouring the Heavens to devour them. With so many longswords, if he dared to devour them, that power would be enough to completely shatter his body.

So, Su Yang could only resist head-on like this. But doing so was very unwise, as the number of longswords was simply too many. Even if Su Yang could withstand them, how long could he hold on?

The longswords that ricocheted in all directions, many of them rebounded towards the people behind Su Yang. Fortunately, the young man holding the Black Tortoise Jade was guarding this place, with the mysterious light flickering, blocking the endless longswords, preventing any casualties.

Otherwise, given the power of these longswords, even Zhao Ping’an and Myriad Enemy would have been utterly unable to resist.

Seeing Su Yang in trouble, Wu Jianqiu could not help but look smug, "Mr. Su, the swords of The Art of Thousand Swords will never cease. Even if you have heaven-defying abilities, how many swords can you withstand? A thousand, two thousand, ten thousand, or maybe twenty thousand? Or perhaps a hundred thousand?"

Gongye Liang and others like Liao Yuxuan exchanged glances from afar. Although they were pleased that Su Yang had fallen into a desperate situation, their expressions showed more worry than joy.

Wu Jianqiu’s move was indeed very powerful. But the problem was, this move would bring endless trouble!

"If I had known, I wouldn’t have called this madman here!" Gongye Liang muttered under his breath.

"Now, at the Divine Master’s place, apart from Mr. Jin Ye, only this madman is a match for Su Yang’s strength," Liao Yuxuan sighed, "If not him, then who?"

Gongye Liang’s brows furrowed, and he looked again at the young man who was helping Su Yang protect the people behind him, saying in a deep voice, "Who is this person? His strength is so formidable. It doesn’t seem much less than Su Yang’s!"

Liao Yuxuan was also perplexed, "I don’t recognize him either."

The young man, holding the Black Tortoise Jade, stood firm, fending off countless rebounded longswords and thus resolving the issue of Su Yang’s rear defense.

After thousands of swords, the surrounding Shadow Phantoms of Su Yang were slashed to tatters. By that time, Su Yang had also greatly depleted his strength, and finally, a wave of longswords broke through his defenses, several slashing against his body.

Nearly all the longswords were shattered by Su Yang’s body, but still, two longswords managed to cut through his skin, and blood gushed out directly.

Wu Jianqiu couldn’t help but laugh even more wildly. Su Yang’s defense had been breached. Next, it was time for Su Yang to meet his end!

"Mr. Su, aren’t you dead yet?" Wu Jianqiu roared with laughter.

Su Yang, without a word, shouldered the attack of the myriad longswords and took steps forward.

Standing still, he had difficulty resisting these longswords. Now, going against the tide, the situation became even more perilous. Under the unrelenting wave of longswords, Su Yang’s body gained more wounds, and his clothes were soaked red with blood.

"Master!" Zhao Ping’an cried out, wanting to help, but he was blocked by the Black Tortoise Jade and couldn’t rush forward at all.

The young man said aloud, "Don’t worry, your master won’t die!"

Zhao Ping’an did not understand the situation, but seeing Su Yang covered in blood, he was still very worried.

Watching Su Yang step by step approaching him, Wu Jianqiu’s expression abruptly changed. He suddenly realized that Su Yang was not incapable of fighting him; Su Yang was just observing his Sword Control Technique!