Chapter 136

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Chapter 136: Vanishing One

Before the emergence of Spiritual Refining Martial Arts.

The top-notch internal strength martial artists mainly rely on the abundance of their internal strength, the strength of their bodies, and the sophistication of their techniques in combat.

For Sword Ghost, a martial artist like this Spirit Refining one, things are already different from before.

The fights between martial artists are not only physical battles, but also clashes of the mind.

When brave heroes meet on a narrow path, the winner emerges!

Whether it’s Sword Ghost’s Eye Attacking Technique or the words he speaks to attack the heart, they are no longer limited to physical combat.

Even if there is a great difference in physical strength and internal power between them, Sword Ghost’s powerful mind gives him keen intuition to avoid the combined attack of the Flying Snow Double Blades in the blink of an eye.

As he effortlessly maneuvers between the two swordsmen, it adds tremendous psychological pressure on both of them.

"From training strength and power to spiritual refining, this is a breakthrough from zero to one."

Sword Ghost watches as the severed head flies and lands on the ground, and the headless body collapses with the usual calm expression on his face.

"How can foolish fools who only know how to train their physical strength be my enemy?" His voice is deep, and he continues to aggressively attack with his sword.

As the Sword Ghost swung his sword, he beheaded the swordsman on the left, leaving the other swordsman in shock.

"How dare you kill my brother?"

The swordsman was filled with both surprise and anger. He clenched the handle of his knife tightly, his knuckles turning pale, clearly reaching the peak of his rage.

"Bloody Shadow Technique!"

His entire body seemed to boil with energy, as if he had unleashed a powerful technique similar to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method. In an instant, he transformed into a streak of blood-red light!

Huh?

Suddenly, the Sword Ghost’s eyes lit up with curiosity.

In that moment, he suddenly sensed a chilling sense of danger, a natural instinct warning him of imminent harm.

A well-trained martial artist who has achieved spiritual refinement can even reach a state of being extremely perceptive, able to sense danger before it happens, making it difficult to be assassinated or ambushed.

And in that brief moment of the swordsman’s sudden outbreak, he felt the intense threat that made his hair stand on end…

He…might die?

But how could this be possible? The other side is just an average 4th rank, who only gained fame in Zhong Province by joining forces with his brother. But now one of them is dead, so how could it be possible…

In a flash, the Sword Ghost switched from offense to defense, holding his sword in a defensive posture in front of his chest.

Then he saw the swordsman’s figure quickly escaping towards the…rear.

"Brother, if I die here, there will be no one to avenge you," the swordsman gritted his teeth and said:

"Just wait, within a hundred years, I will definitely find the Sword Ghost’s misfortune."

Even with the Flying Snow Double Blades joining forces, they were no match for Sword Ghost alone, and he easily killed one of them.

Now that one of them is already dead, what chance does the remaining one have?

While running away quickly, the swordsman also took a quick glance backward.

He already knew how terrifying the Spirit Refining martial artist was. Maybe his sharp intuition could sense that he wasn’t planning to fight hard, but instead was just bluffing.

However, when he turned back, he was surprised to see that the Sword Ghost was still standing in the same spot.

Did the swordsman deceive him with his bluff? And did he give up on chasing him?

No, something isn’t right!

The swordsman noticed something strange.

Behind the Sword Ghost.

The elderly man, who was being treated as a mere pawn by both sides, had somehow crawled up from the ground. His old eyes were filled with curiosity.

"…Odd." The swordsman didn’t even step into the Spiritual Refining Method, but at this moment, he instinctively felt a strong sense of unease. His speed increased, not just staying the same but actually getting faster.

The old man with lots of wrinkles stretched his body, and his bones made crackling sounds.

As an immortal, he had no fear in his heart. He didn’t even react to Condor Wei En’s Eye Attacking Technique, let alone the Sword Ghost in front of him.

Qiao Mu wasn’t afraid.

But in the Sword Ghost’s heart, there was a strong sense of fear at this moment.

The intuition of a Spirit Refining martial artist was very strong. They could sense danger and perceive its location in advance.

And now, he sensed a source of danger behind him that was far beyond his expectations.

"Is this the Spirit Refining martial artist?"

A aged voice came from behind, filled with curiosity.

Qiao Mu had encountered some Spirit Refining martial artists before, but the only one he had truly fought against was the Martial Saint.

When he initially challenged Martial Saint, Martial Saint showed extremely strong ability to anticipate the enemy’s moves. No matter how hard he attacked, the Martial Saint relied on just one finger to block the storm-like assault.

However, it was clear that Martial Saint was an extraordinary individual.

Facing a true 3rd rank of Spiritual Refining Period like Sword Ghost, it was his first time engaging in combat, and he couldn’t help but feel a strong sense of anticipation.

Great! He’s going to die next!

"Turn around and try to kill me."

Sword Ghost heard such an old voice coming from behind him.

He slowly turned around and met the deep eyes of the old man. A heartbeat began to race in his chest, and his whole body became covered in goosebumps.

His instincts told him that if he made a move, death was inevitable!

Who exactly was this old man?

His judgment should be correct. The old man is obviously weak, and doesn’t seem to be a skilled martial artist. Why does he give him such a strong sense of danger?

Although not quite sure why, Sword Ghost believes in his intuition as a Spirit Refining martial artist.

"What kind of joke is this, old sir?" Sword Ghost’s mouth curled up into a smile.

"I came here just to remind you, old sir, not to walk alone in dark alleys, or else you may be attacked by such evildoers."

As he spoke, he glanced at the headless body beneath his feet.

"It’s getting late, so I won’t disturb you any longer. Be careful on your way, I still need to deal with this corpse to avoid alerting the authorities."

He was about to flee at the same speed as the previous swordsman, but heard the old man in front of him say lightly:

"Young man, do you think I’m so easily fooled?"

"Be straightforward and take action!"

"Didn’t you say that only a strong and determined mind is the way of a martial artist? Where is your martial spirit?"

The old man urged him to take action, but the more he urged, the greater the sense of danger in Sword Ghost’s heart.

What nonsense! His martial spirit is not about knowingly challenging stronger opponents, even if it means death!

"Come on, let me see how strong a Spirit Refining martial artist is. You said training is nothing, but you, a Spirit Refining martial artist, should be something, right?"

Faced with the old man’s pressure, Sword Ghost could only awkwardly smile.

"No, in front of you, I am naturally nothing, while you are something. How could I dare to compete with you?"

The old man: ?

Sword Ghost didn’t know why the old man suddenly choked, but he quickly seized this momentary opportunity!

Run!

He quickly jumped onto the high wall at the entrance of the alley and disappeared into the dark night.