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82  Bloodthirsty Saber, A Sword that Splits Worlds, Slaying a Martial Master!

Clang!

The Severing Karma Saber suddenly unsheathed and transformed into a red streamer that accurately slashed at the tip of the steel spear. Sparks flew in all directions, and a huge buzzing sound sounded in his ears.

"What great strength!"

Sensing the terrifying power transmitted from the saber, Han Zhao's wrist trembled slightly.

In fact, in terms of strength, he was not inferior to a Force Tempering Martial Master at all. However, Meng Jue's strength also contained domineering Internal Force.

In terms of the strength of his Internal Force alone, Han Zhao was inferior to him.

However, he had never relied solely on Internal Force. When this domineering Internal Force entered his body, it was offset by the powerful blood qi and true qi in his body.

"Huh?!" Meng Jue's expression changed. A blow with 70% of its power actually failed to take down Song Que.

He had even used his Internal Force when he came. The other party took his spear head-on and did not even move back before dissipating his strength.

Slash~

Meng Jue held the steel spear tightly with both hands. The blood qi in his entire body surged, and his muscles quickly swelled with blood, causing his already muscular muscles to instantly bulge like a rock sculpture. His body expanded even more, and the black short-sleeved clothes on his upper body burst open, revealing exaggerated muscles that looked like sabers and axes. He was filled with an explosive and terrifying power.

Soul Chasing!

The spear shot out like a dragon. Terrifying power and Internal Force gathered at the tip of the spear, and the sharp sound of the air being torn apart seemed to be able to cut through one's eardrums.

Clang, clang, clang!!

Han Zhao saw that Meng Jue's momentum was exaggerated and wanted to dodge it, but he realized that after the other party's body expanded, his strength increased greatly. His speed was not affected at all. Instead, he became even faster.

For a moment, he was suppressed by Meng Jue's series of high-frequency spears. Even if he used the Wind Riding Leg, he could not pull away.

Soul Snatching!

Clang!

Meng Jue turned his spear around and swept it horizontally. Han Zhao could not dodge in time and blocked with his saber with both hands. He was forced back ten meters by this huge force.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Han Zhao had just stabilized himself when the Severing Karma Saber in his hand emitted a buzzing sound. Excitement kept transmitting over.

"Are you excited too? Don't be anxious."

Han Zhao muttered softly. He felt the blood qi in his entire body surging, and his heart was pounding. The Life Nurturing True Qi in his dantian seemed to be alive, emitting pulses like a heartbeat. It was as if a ball of raging flames was burning in his body, and he wanted to vent it.

Meng Jue saw that Song Que had been sent flying and stood motionless with his saber. He felt that he had reached his limit, so he said,

"To be able to withstand two of my full-strength shots, you can be considered one of the best in the Blood Tempering Realm. It's not too late to surrender!"

Hearing Meng Jue's voice, Han Zhao was suddenly stunned. He looked up with a puzzled gaze.

"What? You've already used your full strength?!"

"You're courting death!" Looking at Song Que's 'surprise' and 'contempt', Meng Jue felt that he was about to explode from anger.

As a Force Tempering Martial Master, he had dominated Blackrock City for decades. This was the first time he had been underestimated by a Blood Tempering Realm martial artist.

"This kid is not an ordinary Blood Tempering Realm martial artist. He has already cultivated Internal Force!" Meng Jue quickly calmed down. He had indeed used his full strength in his normal state for the two shots just now.

The greatest advantage of a Martial Master against a Blood Tempering Realm cultivator was their huge Internal Force. As long as there was physical contact, the Martial Master's Internal Force could enter the enemy's body.

Unless they also used Internal Force to fight, it was very difficult to resist.

Even if one's body was strong enough to take it head-on, if the Internal Force penetrated the body and injured one's internal organs, no martial artist would be able to escape death.

"I'll show you my full strength!" The True Qi in Han Zhao's dantian had long been unable to hold back. Under his guidance, it was like a river flowing into a tributary, connecting all the meridians in his body. The sound of waves flowing came from his body.

Under the infusion of true qi, the originally scarlet blade of the Severing Karma Saber shone with a red light, making it look even more demonic.

Spirit Deity Style!

Meng Jue used the strongest move he had not used in many years. This was the ultimate move he would use when fighting a Force Tempering Martial Master in his early years.

The surface of the black spear was covered in a faint blood light.

Meng Jue's muscular arms expanded again. They were three times as thick as an ordinary adult.

This move was determined to kill this kid with a single shot!

With a loud clang, the blood-red saber and the black spear collided head-on, emitting a huge sound. The boundless power caused the two of them to tremble and immediately separate.

"That was close!" Han Zhao looked down at his chest.

A huge crack appeared in his white clothes, almost extending across his chest, revealing the black leather armor inside.

As long as Meng Jue exerted a little more strength, the spear would be able to pierce through the leather armor that was stuck to the iron plate and then pierce the steel plate on his chest.

Trickle…

Trickle…

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Trickle…

Blood kept dripping from Meng Jue's left arm.

"This is… the Mountain Splitting Saber Technique?! Who is Lu Yi to you?" The flesh on Meng Jue's left arm rolled up, and the wound was about half a foot long. He revealed an incredulous expression. He actually did not have the advantage in a head-on clash and even suffered a small loss.

"It seems that your full strength is inferior to my full strength." Han Zhao chuckled. Although he looked relaxed on the surface, he was very careful in his heart. Other than not using the Afterlife Sword, he had almost used his full strength.

Indeed, no one who could grasp Internal Force was weak.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The Severing Karma Saber trembled again, and the Bloodthirst aura surged.

"You…" Meng Jue was furious. He controlled the muscles in his arm to contract and stop the bleeding.

"Something's not right! There's something wrong with your saber?!" Meng Jue sensed that something was wrong. The muscles in his arm had already squeezed the wound into a line of blood, but he still could not stop the bleeding.

He panicked.

Although the wound on his left arm looked terrifying and was more than half a foot long, as long as it was not a vital injury, it was only a superficial wound for a Force Tempering Martial Master. It did not have much impact on the battle.

However, if he could not stop the bleeding, this injury would quickly kill him.

"Is this Bloodthirst?" Han Zhao brought the Severing Karma Saber in front of him. When he cut Meng Jue's arm just now, the blade seemed to have absorbed Meng Jue's blood. Now, it was so red that it seemed to be dripping blood.

At this moment, a weak blood essence power returned to Han Zhao's body from the saber, replenishing a portion of his expended blood essence and stamina.

"Huh?!" Han Zhao's eyes changed and his pupils constricted.

As if sensing Han Zhao's surprise, the Severing Karma Saber also emitted a happy emotion. It was like a child who had been praised by an adult and could not help but cheer.

"Good job. I'll let you drink the blood of a Martial Master soon."

Han Zhao held the Severing Karma Saber tightly and chuckled.

Buzz buzz buzz!

As if dissatisfied with Han Zhao's favoritism, the Afterlife Sword that had yet to be unsheathed emitted a sword hum.

It was not until Han Zhao reached out his left hand to hold the hilt that the Afterlife Sword stopped trembling.

"Saber intent?!" Seeing that Song Que, who was holding a saber, seemed to have fused with the saber, Meng Jue was shocked.

A Blood Tempering Realm martial artist could actually comprehend saber intent and reach the realm of almost becoming one with the saber.

Moreover, there was something wrong with his weapon.

This was Meng Jue's first time facing a martial artist whose cultivation realm was lower than his. He felt timid.

"I've said it before. It's hard to say who will spare whom." Han Zhao clenched the Afterlife Sword in his left hand and began to accumulate true qi.

Although he should be able to exhaust Meng Jue to death with the Severing Karma Saber, this place was not far from Nine Links Town after all. If he delayed for too long and another Force Tempering Martial Master came, he would be the one in trouble.

Sensing Han Zhao's cold killing intent, a fierce glint flashed in Meng Jue's eyes.

With the advantage of the realm, blood qi, and Internal Force, he might not lose. He could not be timid. He had to end the battle quickly!

Soul Chasing Spear, Spirit Deity Three Styles!

Meng Jue gathered all the qi and blood in his body in his arms. Soul Chasing! Soul Snatching! Spirit Deity! All three forms were used at the same time!

When he was young, he had once used this move to kill a Martial Master of the same level. It was the same now.

At this moment, just as Meng Jue's aura was about to accumulate to the limit, he suddenly realized that Han Zhao had moved.

"Clang!"

The sound of a sword being drawn rang out. Meng Jue only felt a sword light that was like frost whistling over. In the next second, his vision was covered in blood light.

Thump!

"Sword intent? Saber intent? I'm dead?" Meng Jue looked at the headless body that had fallen to the ground. There was a scarlet long saber stuck in his chest, and blood kept flowing into the saber.

Force Tempering Martial Masters had extremely strong vitality. Even if they were beheaded, they did not die immediately.

Meng Jue's face was filled with fear, confusion, doubt, and unwillingness.

How could a Blood Tempering Realm martial artist be so strong?

Even a grandmaster realm martial artist did not dare to say that he could definitely enter the domain of 'intent'. A Blood Tempering Realm martial artist had comprehended saber intent and sword intent at the same time and happened to encounter it. Why?

With unwillingness, Meng Jue closed his eyes forever.

"Huff huff ~" Han Zhao panted slightly. Most of the true qi in his body had disappeared at once, and an empty feeling appeared, making him a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the Severing Karma Saber that was drinking blood crazily, he hurriedly squatted down and searched the corpse.

In the end, he only found a thousand taels.

[Force Tempering Martial Masters are indeed rich. Kill a few more. Actually…]

[…]

"Damn it!"