Chapter 40

Kill!

Surrounded by alien warriors, they attacked again. First was the spear warrior, his spear being a丈八蛇矛 (a long snake spear). With just a slight thrust, it reached Jiang Li's side. Then, several sword and knife warriors came from behind, launching a combined assault.

The blades and swords, with their curved trajectories, aimed to pierce through all of Jiang Li's defenses.

Danger was imminent.

With so many experts attacking together, even if Jiang Li had three heads and six arms, he could not possibly defend himself.

"Rainstorm Slash!"

In the midst of the crisis, he used his spear as a sword and actually performed the "Rainstorm Slash." This was a technique where a master of swordsmanship could dance with a sword in a storm, emerging without a drop of water, a skill mastered by Xueling.

Faced with attacks from all directions, he could only protect his entire body and retreat.

The spear shadow flickered, blocking from all sides.

Clanging and clashing, sparks flew, accompanied by the roar of swords and spears!

The killing intent was boiling, the hatred deep as the sea. With each collision, Jiang Li could sense the other party's determination to kill, their selfless sacrifice, and the extreme terror.

He had never experienced such a life-and-death battle. Even when fighting the Illusion Fox, it was just a matter of fleeing; the Illusion Fox's killing intent was not as heavy.

Thud!

Jiang Li retreated violently, reaching behind a large rock. His body was covered in blood, his clothes torn by the blades.

Especially on his shoulder, a spear wound had penetrated deep into his flesh, blood staining half of his body.

This was the work of the spear expert.

Using a spear to perform the "Rainstorm Slash" was ultimately inconvenient. Jiang Li's defense was breached, revealing that his practical combat experience was still insufficient. His martial arts cultivation and mental cultivation had not yet reached their peak.

The intense pain made his muscles twitch.

"One Demon Towercha!"

The spear alien warrior, seeing Jiang Li injured, leaped forward, thrusting his spear. He moved like a marlin in the sea, cutting through the waves.

Jiang Li fought to block!

Clang!

The long spear and the long spear collided, entwining and fighting. Jiang Li's arms went numb, almost losing his grip on the spear. After all, two fists could not match four hands. With so many people attacking him together, and all of them being experienced martial arts experts, he, a student, though physically strong, was still lacking in real combat.

"One Demon Towercha!"

Another four or five alien warriors quickly surrounded him. Their bodies leaped, more agile than grasshoppers, their movements faster than cheetahs. One of them, holding a long knife, darted forward like a mole or a ninja from ancient Japan, his blade rolling and sweeping, a bright light and a whistling sound cutting through the air.

Jiang Li quickly retreated, feeling the intense threat of death.

Splash!

He had nowhere to retreat, his feet stepping into the stream in the valley, greatly hindering his movement.

"Cha!"

The alien warriors charged again, laughing and shouting. Jiang Li understood that "Cha" meant "kill" or "slash," and "One Demon Towercha" meant to kill the demon, to slay the evil.

Whistle... The spear alien warrior shook his spear, a strange whistling sound rising. The spear seemed slow and heavy, but it was actually extremely fast, cutting through the air with a metallic smell, aiming for Jiang Li's head.

At the same time, the other sword and knife warriors closed in, their attacks from every angle extremely precise, cutting towards Jiang Li's vital organs.

Jiang Li was not wearing armor. If he were hit, he would be instantly dismembered.

"Am I going to die here?" For the first time, Jiang Li felt death so close, his mind highly concentrated. The terror of life and death unleashed his potential.

"Deep Sleep!"

Suddenly, he entered a state of deep sleep, a mental state he had just grasped.

In the crisis, he used all his strength, his spear attacking from all sides. He danced like a dragon and a snake, his spear technique deflecting all the blades and swords. This was the foundation of the Boneless Dragon and Snake Dance.

In the state of deep sleep, his strength greatly increased, more ferocious than taking a stimulant.

Of course, his mastery of the Boneless Soft Art was what saved him from being killed by the blades and swords.

"Flowing Water Hypnosis..." His mind instantly merged with the flowing water beneath his feet. A gentle, soothing sound rose from his abdomen, like a gentle stream.

This was sound hypnosis.

Standing in the water, the sound suddenly reached the ears of the alien warriors, making their bodies sluggish and their minds confused.

Normally, these alien warriors could not be hypnotized; their wills were incredibly strong.

However, Jiang Li had advanced to the third stage of deep sleep, his mental power greatly increased, and he had also grasped many aspects of the Mind Emperor Seal.

"Cha!"

The spear warrior, sensing the danger, being the strongest, was the first to wake up. He bit his tongue, blood spewing from his mouth, and regained consciousness. He thrust his spear at Jiang Li's throat, aiming to cut off all of Jiang Li's chances of survival.

Jiang Li, in that moment, had no time to think. His spear technique, like a dragon's tail, swung powerfully, and he performed the "Fire Dragon Blaze" from the Dragon Claw Grasp, deflecting the spear and causing it to deviate.

Thud!

The spear pierced his arm, blood splattering, and his spear, in a subconscious action, "Black Dragon Turn," plunged into the heart of the spear warrior.

Bang!

Like a balloon being punctured, the spear warrior's heart was pierced, and he fell back, convulsing twice before losing his life.

Killed by Jiang Li.

This was a pure exchange, either you die or I die, leaving no room for thought.

Jiang Li was covered in wounds, but in the moment the spear pierced the warrior's heart, he felt an indescribable sensation, a mix of discomfort, sorrow, or perhaps relief... In that instant, he matured greatly.

"Water!"

With one spear, he killed the spear warrior, and he again made a sound, the water rippling. The spear shook, and he used the hand seal technique of the "Emperor Seal" on the spear. The spear trembled, giving a sense of rippling water, and the surrounding alien warriors became drowsy, unable to concentrate.

Jiang Li, covered in blood, took this opportunity. His spear technique, like a dragon, suddenly struck the heads of the alien warriors.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four or five alien warriors were thrown into the water, knocked unconscious. Jiang Li controlled his killing intent, not killing them. He had a strong sense of kindness, a respect for life that had developed from feeding stray cats. Otherwise, once someone started killing, they might unleash the demons within.

"How are Luohan and Xueling?"

After resolving the battle, he looked into the valley and saw three figures in intense combat.

Xueling and Luohan were attacking the white-robed swordsman, both covered in blood, with multiple injuries. The white-robed swordsman's every strike was deadly, his killing intent overwhelming, his fighting spirit fueled by national and personal hatred.

In comparison, Xueling and Luohan were far inferior; neither had ever killed anyone.

"One Demon Towercha!"

Suddenly, the white-robed swordsman burst forth, his sword technique shining like an arc of lightning, like a peacock spreading its feathers!

Clang!

Xueling's knife was knocked away by the long sword.

Then, a cruel sword light swept across her white neck.

Her eyes filled with terror, her body retreating.

But the sword's edge cut through her skin.

Blood splattered.

A single slash across the throat!

Xueling was cut across the throat by the white-robed swordsman. The splattered blood deeply shocked Jiang Li, his vision turning red.

The beautiful female classmate lay in a pool of blood.

At that moment, he felt the cruelty of survival.

Even a wild animal trapped in a cage was extremely dangerous.

"Xueling!"

Jiang Li's vision blurred, his adrenaline surging.

Swish!

The long spear in his hand flew out, whistling like a siren, aimed at the white-robed swordsman.

Jiang Li entered the "Dream Power" state, his physical strength doubling. With one throw, the spear crossed several meters in a flash, posing a serious threat to the white-robed swordsman.

"Luohan, save Xueling!"

Jiang Li threw the spear, flipped to pick up a long knife, and charged forward, like a tiger descending a mountain, slashing at the white-robed swordsman.

"Xueling, Xueling!"

At that moment, Luohan retreated, grabbing Xueling.

"Die!" The white-robed swordsman spoke in human language, his sword technique shaking, and he pursued, aiming to dismember the two women.

The danger was extreme.

At that moment, the spear had already pierced through his back. If he continued to attack, he could kill the two women, but he would also be impaled by the spear.

He turned to block.

The spear was deflected high.

But his long sword trembled, showing many notches. Jiang Li's strength was too great, and in the "Dream Power" state, he clearly surpassed the swordsman.

Deflecting the spear, Jiang Li charged over with a whirlwind, his long knife slicing through the air, landing like a storm.

"Damn!" The white-robed swordsman, feeling the immense power and speed of Jiang Li's knife, gritted his teeth. His long sword spun, creating many arcs, guiding the knife edge.

Jiang Li felt that each time he clashed with the sword, his strength was deflected. The swordsman's technique was exquisite, using the opponent's force against them, reaching the pinnacle of skill.

His arms, shoulders, and entire body were covered in wounds, blood still flowing. Continuing the fight, he might also be killed.

"Rain!"

Suddenly, Jiang Li performed the "Rainstorm Slash" again. His mind meditated on the rain, each thread of his spirit becoming a raindrop, landing on the earth. The sound of the knife cutting through the air and his breathing merged, like rain on banana leaves, giving the impression of a heavy downpour.

Especially the flashing blade, which dazzled the eyes, making people drowsy and entering a hypnotic state.

"This is... " The change in the knife technique greatly shook the white-robed swordsman's mind. He could not concentrate, feeling extremely fatigued, on the verge of falling asleep.

Rip!

Jiang Li's long knife spun, reaching the swordsman's arm, and blood splattered.

He was wounded.

"Heavenly Evil Demon!" The white-robed swordsman's eyes turned blood red, biting his tongue, blood spewing out, his mind incredibly focused, striving to break the hypnosis. His long sword attacked continuously, creating a wind, chasing and taking lives.

Each move was like a venomous snake, biting the heart.

"Kill!"

Jiang Li stood still, his long knife changing, integrating the Mind Emperor Seal into the knife technique. With a loud boom, a thunderclap, the knife edge vibrated, producing a thunderous sound. Each strike was more ferocious, disregarding the blood flowing from his body, like Xingtian, who continued to fight even with his head cut off.

This was a mental state that completely transcended physical limits.

A life-and-death battle!