I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Chapter 234: Chapter 149: The Sword of Mountain and River’s Myriad Images, massacres Great Grandmaster 2

Translator: 549690339

Xu Yan struck out with another sword.

In a brief moment, within the mountains and rivers, amidst bridges and flowing streams, shadowy figures overlapped, lakes rippled, and tall buildings stood tall.

In his fantastical landscapes, it seemed as though life itself existed.

The Sword of Life that Transforms Throughout the Mountains and Rivers.

Within the mountains and rivers, the overlapping figures seemed to wield long swords, swinging downwards with the sound of a dragon’s chant.

“Not good!”

The robed man’s face was filled with horror. At this moment, he found himself trapped within the mountains and rivers.

The terrifying intent to kill shrouded him, the figures surrounding him, brandishing their swords and slashing towards him.

No matter how he unleashed his knife light, no matter how he exerted his strength, all he could see was the sword light, as well as the flipping mountains and rivers, and the terrifying power to destroy life!

Thud!

The man in the robe blacked out and lost consciousness.

It was Xu Yan’s first time activating the Sword of Life that Transforms Throughout the Mountains and Rivers. Under one sword, the body of the man in the robe kept showing cracks, soon afterwards, it disintegrated.

A small bag fell from the shattered robed man.

Xu Yan raised his hand to grab it and sighed a sigh of relief, “Almost, I almost lost a stack of spirit tickets. These guys, are all very rich, him being a Great Grandmaster, must be even richer.”

Without checking how many spirit tickets were inside, he stuffed the bag into his bosom. Xu Yan looked ahead, a figure had already appeared on the horizon, rushing towards him.

Fie went directly to meet them.

“To dare to hunt my younger disciple, you have a lot of nerve.”

Fie struck out with another sword.

“Kill!”

The black robed man’s face changed drastically, swinging his sword, only to realize in horror that his companion who was hunting Meng Chong had disappeared!

A bad foreboding welled up in his heart.

“Who are you?”

Fie roared angrily, as he defended with his sword, he subtly moved his body, ready to flee.

Danger!

A strong sense of danger immediately covered his heart.

“Your slayer, Sword god Xu Yan!”

Boom!

The overwhelming sword light combined with the sword intent, forming mountains and rivers, shrouding in all directions.

Completely blocking the black robe man’s escape route.

Another sword strike.

The Sword of Life that Transforms Throughout the Mountains and Rivers.

The black robe man’s body suddenly shattered into pieces and a bag fell from his body which Xu Yan grabbed.

The man in the robe, shattered and smashed into pieces, eventually turning into dust and sprinkling from the air. Before he hit the ground, he had already turned into ash!

Under one sword, the sword intent obliterated everything, directly turned them into ashes.

In the distance, Meng Shushu had already come down from Meng Chong’s back, panting as he stood next to Meng Chong, his eyes wide open, his mouth agape.

Fie was so shocked that he didn’t even feel the pain from the injuries on his body.

Is this Meng Chong’s elder brother?

Too strong, absurdly powerful!

That’s a Great Grandmaster, right? Fie kills one with a single sword strike?

Could it be, he’s Xie Lingfeng from the Cliff of Sword Respect?

Meng Chong scratched his head and happily said, “Brother has broken through and can cross ranks to kill the Great Grandmaster now. There’s nothing to be afraid of those who hide their heads but show their tails!”

Patted his shoulder excitedly and said, “My family, did you see that? Follow me, and you will be absolutely safe!”

Thud!

Out of excitement, he exerted a bit too much force and forgot that Meng Shushu was seriously injured. Immediately, he slapped Meng Shushu so hard that he spat out blood.

“Hiss! My family, you are too fragile!”

Meng Chong hastily withdrew his hand.

Meng Shushu, crying inside, is now even more injured than before.

“Brother Meng, give me the healing medicine quickly!”

Anyway, he was already heavily indebted, he didn’t care about owing another eighteen sixth-grade spiritual medicines.

“Here you go!”

Meng Chong, wincing, took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

“There are only three left!”

Looking at the bottle, which only had three left, Meng Chong winced.