I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 190 - 153: Sword Points to Mo Wen_2

Chapter 190: Chapter 153: Sword Points to Mo Wen_2

Translator: 549690339

However, as the first enemy he faced after advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage, Han Yi naturally did not underestimate him. He had encountered many cultivators who were careless, and now, the grass on their graves was several feet high.

“Kill!”

Without any more nonsense, Han Yi shouted softly, and with a flick of his fingers, the Green Reed Sword swiftly shot out. In an instant, it had already broken the sound barrier. By the time the sound exploded, the cyan-black Sword Light had already reached the old cultivator.

“What?”

The old cultivator was suddenly shocked.

Fast, incredibly fast! He thought that Han Yi would need to adjust when he landed before making a move. Even he couldn’t accomplish it so easily, let alone build up power for an attack.

Furthermore, this attack was too fast.

Ninety percent of a Sword Cultivator’s power lies in the sword, and seventy percent of the sword’s power comes from its speed.

Breaking all the rules with unparalleled speed.

Although surprised, the old cultivator’s rich experience kept him from panicking. With a sweep of the giant ruler in his hand, a huge shadow formed, trying to annihilate the Sword Light. Next, he lunged forward to crush Han Yi into powder.

The next moment.

Pu-chi.

The slight tearing sound, like a chopstick piercing through paper, suddenly rang out. This tearing sound wasn’t intense, but it made the old cultivator who just swung his ruler feel a sudden chill down his spine.

A sense of deadly crisis rose in his heart. Without even thinking, he rolled on the ground. Despite the awkward move, it was incredibly effective.

Zi la!

A flash of Sword Light swept past his forearm, bringing with it a splash of blood. The old cultivator was shocked and, without any hesitation, lunged forward. At the spot where he had just rolled, the cyan-black Sword Light had already pierced through and doubled back.

As the Sword Light returned, it no longer had any power left.

Several dozen meters away, Han Yi was truly surprised this time.

This old man was so sensitive to danger. Among all the enemies I Ian Yi had encountered in the past, he had never met such a cultivator.

While remaining alert in his heart, the second Sword Tool, glinting with a silvery white brilliance, chased after the desperately fleeing old cultivator.

Clear Spring Sword.

With the accomplishment of the First-Class Immortal Foundation and the condensation of the first heaven of the Ninefold Soul Tower, Han Yi’s Divine Soul had become incredibly powerful.

Before this, he had already tried to control up to four top-grade magical tools without any difficulty. Of course, the best state would be to control three top-grade magical tools, as this would allow him to display the strongest might.

After lunging forward, the old cultivator began to sprint. While running, he glanced at his rear, only to see a silvery-white flash quickly approaching him. Beside his ears, he could even hear the crisp sound of flowing spring water.

With a wave of his right hand while sprinting, a black cloth was thrown out, covering the Clear Spring Sword.

Zila!!!

The silvery-white light flashed, and the black cloth was instantly split into two pieces.

“This strong?” This time, the old cultivator was both shocked and desperate.

That black cloth was his second top-grade magical tool, and a defensive one at that. Ordinary Foundation Building Early Stage cultivators would never be able to split it so easily.

This guy was not a newly established cultivator but a genuine god of slaughter.

A fierce glint appeared in the old cultivator’s eyes as he lunged to the side. The giant ruler in his hand, pierced by the Green Reed Sword, began to swell as a destructive aura surged forth from it.

Han Yi’s heart tightened. This old man was getting desperate. He wanted to self-detonate his magical tool and perish together.

The Clear Spring Sword tip rose, zipping upward to escape the self-destructing top-grade magical tool.

The next instant.

The destructive aura vanished. The old cultivator had already sprinted more than three hundred meters away. That aura was just a disguise that he had used, specially designed to deceive cultivators of the same level.

Standing in place, Han Yi twitched his eyelids.

Twice.

During his first battle after stepping into the Foundation Establishment stage, this old cultivator had given Han Yi two big surprises.

No wonder he had lived for so long. He was cautious enough and cunning enough.

Feeling the long distance, Han Yi retrieved the two top-grade Sword Tools without taking any chances. Stepping on the Clear Spring Sword and carrying the Green Reed Sword on his back, he soared into the sky.

That was because he saw Gu Yu drenched in blood, falling from mid-air a kilometer away.

In front of Gu Yu, a sea of red clouds had been torn apart. The one tearing apart the Cloud Sea was a huge blade aura.

The blade aura was crimson and fierce, illuminated by a vast sea of blood. Within the sea of blood, numerous blood-colored Demonic Beings floated, annihilated, reborn, and endlessly reincarnated.

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Han Yi rescued Gu Yu and brought him to his side.

“Han Yi, run away quickly!” Gu Yu’s face was vicious, and his eyes were filled with unyielding determination.

All the cultivators of the Xuandan Sect were prepared to die for their sect upon joining this battle, and Gu Yu was no exception.

Kill one if possible, and if not, die together with the enemy.

A silvery-white light flashed, colliding with the giant blade light in mid-air. Bang!

The blade light shattered, and the blood sea illusion it carried vanished instantly. A cultivator appeared behind the blood sea.

This cultivator was also a young man, with a calm expression on his face. In his hand, he held a blood-colored long saber, only an inch wide. Apart from its blood red color, there were no other decorations.

Seeing Han Yi across the distance, the young man revealed a touch of interest.

“Sword Cultivator.”

“The newly promoted Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator of the Xuandan Sect?”

“Interesting.”

“I remember there was once a newly promoted Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator from your sect who pulled their sword against me. However, that cultivator couldn’t withstand three of my strikes. 1 hope you can give me some surprises..”