Chapter 2: The Jade Sword and the Asura

The monk withdrew and landed on the ground, taking three steps back to stand in front of Qiu Tian, looking at Hua Mu Yang with a bitter smile

Qiu Tian is dead!" Xiao Yuer exclaimed in disbelief

At present, Qiu Tianru seems to be immobilized as if struck by pressure points, his body drenched in blood, and his breath fluctuating erratically, clearly a person on the verge of death

Hearing this, Qiu Tian took a deep breath and glared, saying: "There is no need for your hypocritical compassion. If it were not for my master being gravely injured and you taking advantage of the situation, how could you despicable little people succeed? Enough with the nonsense, I only have one copy of the Sword Rain Heart Method. Who among you wants it?"

A mouthful of fresh blood once again spurted from Qiu Tian's mouth, and now Qiu Tian appeared to be exhaling more than inhaling

That jade-faced Asura is truly formidable, originally named Hua Mu Yang

Originally, he was the one with the highest martial arts skills here, but the fearsome reputation of the Jade Sword Asura is by no means inferior to that of the wild monk from the northern frontier. Especially the Asura Death Sword wielded by him, which makes it difficult for him to gain any advantage at all

Hmph! Hua Mu Yang let out a cold snort, turning his hand to meet the sword. He shouted, "Everyone need not intervene; today, let me experience the skills of the Sword Rain Tower."

Seizing the opportunity, Hua Mu Yang stepped forward and said, "Today, I shall let you witness my true swordsmanship." After speaking, Hua Mu Yang brandished his sword, moving it up and down with agility, the blade transforming in countless ways, and sword energy began to surge forth.

Hua Mu Yang laughed heartily. The jade sword in his hand showed no signs of stopping. After the sword tip changed direction countless times, the sword body suddenly halted and then thrust directly at the zhongxuan acupoint between Qiu Tian's breasts. Qiu Tian was greatly alarmed, as he distinctly felt that although the sword tip had not yet reached him, the sword's aura had already pressed against the zhongxuan acupoint, causing a sharp pain, as if it had been locked in place, rendering him unable to move.

The smile returned to Hua Mu Yang's face: "From now on, there will no longer be the Sword Rain Tower in the martial world. Everyone can act freely in the future without the worry of being hunted down by the Sword Rain Envoy, which is indeed a good thing. As for the unparalleled martial arts of the Sword Rain Tower, it is likely to vanish from the world with the death of Jian Wushuang! Since that is the case, I shall not linger any longer. Farewell!"

The people who had been chatting on the first floor, upon hearing the silence from above, gathered their courage and quietly made their way upstairs. Upon seeing the broken tables and chairs on the second floor, along with Qiu Tian's lifeless body, everyone gasped in shock, clearly realizing how intense the earlier fight had been

"Hua Mu Yang, I didn't expect you to want to get involved as well," the monk said with a somewhat gloomy expression.

"The Yang gathers strength with an upward turn of the hand, while the Yin gathers energy with a downward turn. The transformation of Yin and Yang is indeed quite mysterious with this sword." The monk Buliang furrowed his brow in astonishment as he witnessed this scene.

Qiu Tian, having exhausted his last ounce of strength, let out a few hearty laughs before completely losing his vitality

"Now, all four swords are pierced into the meridian of this Qiu Tian, and it is certain that Qiu Tian's martial arts must have suffered greatly. If he were to exert any internal energy, it would be tantamount to seeking his own demise," sighed Shangguan Mu.

Upon witnessing this scene, Qiu Tian could not help but let out a cold laugh

At this moment, Xiaoyuer floated forward and pressed several acupoints on Qiu Tian's body to stop the bleeding

Although Hua Mu Yang and the monk Buli have both retreated three steps, Buli came prepared and took the initiative to attack, while Yu Jian Xiu Luo was caught off guard by an unexpected assault, leaving him unprepared. The disparity in their respective powers is also evident.

Jade Sword Asura, please do not strike lethal blows

Quickly speak about it, starting from that so-called Jade Sword Asura.

Hua Mu Yang has left, and the others also found no reason to stay any longer, bidding farewell with clasped fists. The once lively second floor of the Bafang Inn is now left with only a cold corpse and a sword that has yet to be sheathed

Qiu Tian, you are now a dead man without a doubt. Do you still wish to take the 'Sword Rain Heart Method' to the grave with you?

Having spoken, Hua Mu Yang leaped, lightly tapping a few points beneath his feet, and flew out of the window.

At this moment, Qiu Tian threw his head back and laughed a few times: "Haha... cough cough... The reason my Sword Rain Tower has stood tall in the martial world for decades is due to its profound foundation. You petty individuals will eventually regret your actions. By then, you will be kneeling on the ground with no chance to beg for mercy. Cough cough... Master Wushuang, I have come to meet you, haha... pfft!" The reason my Sword Rain Tower has stood tall in the martial world for decades is due to its profound foundation. You petty individuals will eventually regret your actions. By then, you will be kneeling on the ground with no chance to beg for mercy. Cough cough... Master Wushuang, I have come to meet you, haha... pfft!

The youngest, only six or seven years old, though still young, is remarkably handsome, especially with a pair of bright eyes that shine like shooting stars, quietly gazing at the staircase on the second floor, his face devoid of any expression. It is unclear what he is thinking. This demeanor, which is extremely inconsistent with his age, belongs to the son of the master of the Sword Rain Tower, Jian Wushuang, the young master of the Sword Rain Tower, Jian Xingyu

The monk Buliang took another cautious glance at Hua Mu Yang, then turned around to check on Qiu Tian. Seeing that the monk Buliang was no longer at a standstill with him, Hua Mu Yang leisurely walked forward.

Hua Mu Yang tilted his eyes and looked at the few people in the hall. He said leisurely, "With the likes of Shangguan Mu from Fei Huang Fortress, Tu Long from Da Ming Prefecture, Xiao Yu'er from Qing Cheng Pavilion, and you, a wild monk from the borderlands, this is truly a remarkable gathering, haha. It seems that the Sword Rain Tower has offended quite a few people. However, speaking of which, Jian Wushuang possesses exceptional skills, yet today he has met such a fate, unable to even protect his own lair! How pitiful, how pitiful!" It seems that the Sword Rain Tower has offended quite a few people. However, speaking of which, Jian Wushuang possesses exceptional skills, yet today he has met such a fate, unable to even protect his own lair! How pitiful, how pitiful!

I never expected this jade sword cultivator to be so formidable. The first four strikes of the Yin-Yang Ninefold Stab already possess such power; what kind of terror will the complete nine strikes unleash? Moreover, Hua Mu Yang has yet to unleash his true ultimate skill, the Shura Death Sword. This person is not to be trifled with. " Tu Long stood up, his tiger-like eyes fixed on Hua Mu Yang and the monk who could not comprehend.

Shangguan Mu and Tu Long quickly gathered around, as they did not want to see Qiu Tian end up dead without obtaining any information, which would be a loss without gain

Cough, cough, phew

Qiu Tian took a deep breath, lamenting inwardly, "It seems that today is truly the day when Heaven intends to destroy my Sword Rain Tower"

At this moment, the Dragon Slayer seized the corpse of Qingtian, rummaging through it with his large hands, but ultimately found nothing. In the end, he viciously tossed the corpse aside.

This is the sword technique that brought me fame, the Ninefold Stab of Yin and Yang. Today, I shall demonstrate its formidable power to you once again

Qiu Tian wielded his sword, but despite several thrusts, he failed to touch Hua Mu Yang even slightly. Instead, he himself was scratched by Hua Mu Yang's blade several times, leaving his once intact gray robe in tatters. Hua Mu Yang had not even used his full strength; he merely followed Qiu Tian's moves, countering them as they came. Yet, this was enough to leave Qiu Tian in such a sorry state, clearly demonstrating the disparity in their abilities.

The monk Buliang let out a fierce shout, stepping forward. A string of iron beads collided with the jade sword, deflecting its trajectory. The jade-faced Asura did not expect his attack to be thwarted, and he quickly rolled back, landing and retreating three steps to barely stabilize his stance, holding the jade sword in front of his chest, coldly staring at the monk Buliang.

The monk looked at Qiu Tian and said with a calm smile, "There is no need to display such tricks; Master Qiu may simply hand over the Sword Rain Heart Method. As for who it belongs to, there is no need to trouble Master Qiu with that."

This mockery, akin to a cat playing with a mouse, infuriated Qiu Tian. However, he was already severely injured, and being toyed with in such a manner caused him to become extremely agitated, resulting in a mouthful of fresh blood being spat out.

"So be it, come and take it if you dare!" Qiu Tian suddenly shouted, his momentum surging as he drew his sword and charged towards the nearby jade-faced Asura, Hua Mu Yang.

Did you hear? The one who died was Qiu Tian, the head of the Sword Rain Tower. The few people just now were also well-known figures in the martial world

On Hua Mu Yang's enchanting face lingered a hint of a cold smile, and her pair of elongated Danfeng eyes were fixed intently on Qiu Tian

The big bearded man who was chatting on the first floor has now gained confidence and is starting to speak about how remarkable the characters from earlier were.

In a corner on the first floor, there are two individuals who did not gather to listen to the story. One is an elderly man, likely in his sixties, dressed in gray, looking helplessly at the younger one.

The Sword Rain Heart Method is fundamentally not in his possession; it seems we are all destined to return disappointed said Shangguan He and the bookish Mu with a sigh

Qiu Tian wanted to sow discord among them before his death. Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu'er, Tu Long, and Shangguan Mu all stepped forward, glancing at each other, seemingly on guard.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Tian's lips twitched slightly; he did not expect that this monk, who was supposed to be unremarkable, could be so cunning

The sword's edge plunged deeply into Qiu Tian's Dan Zhong acupoint, but the strike was swift, and the retraction even swifter. A flash of white light erupted, accompanied by a spray of blood from his chest. Qiu Tian felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, and before he could react, the second sword was already before him. He hurriedly drew his sword to parry, but unexpectedly, the jade sword twisted, its blade eerily circumventing Qiu Tian's defense. He felt a sharp pain at the Jiu Wei acupoint, seven inches above his navel, and then the third sword came at him, the Yin-Yang Ninefold Thrust, each layer following the last, with power compounding upon power.

The people around are also creating a commotion; such a scene is something these citizens of the Starry City have not witnessed for many years. Now that they have seen it with their own eyes, it is only fitting to learn more about it, so that when they return home, they can boast to their neighbors.

"What’s the matter? Manager Qiu, where are you in such a hurry to go?" Hua Mu Yang said in a nonchalant tone.

Hua Mu Yang leaned forward, becoming parallel to the ground, then suddenly turned and thrust forward, rolling over for another thrust, executing a total of nine thrusts, targeting the giant Que point six inches above Qiu Tian's navel and the Qi Hai point one inch below it.

Before the words were fully spoken, Hua Mu Yang had already engaged in combat with Qiu Tian. The nearby Xiao Yu and others felt relieved upon hearing this; they had not intended to expend too much energy. Upon hearing Hua Mu Yang's words, they simply decided to watch the battle from the sidelines. Tu Long even sat down in his chair and began to drink heartily.

Qiu Tian fell to the ground with a loud thud