I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Chapter 410: 【327】Sword Bearing Karmic Fire, Slaughter of Ten Thousand (Thanks to Sunshine’s White Dove for the reward support)_1

At the moment when the fierce and violent sword light suddenly lit up, time seemed to freeze.

This sword was incredibly gorgeous.

It was as if lightning spontaneously burst forth in the void, the unmatched power and speed twisting and shattering the veil of rain.

The sword moved like a swimming dragon.

The air was viciously torn apart, and the originally chilly temperature from the rain suddenly became extremely hot.

The flame light produced by the high-speed rotation of the sword was like a comet colliding with the sun, carrying with it the resoluteness and ferocity to crush everything.

The middle-aged man with white eyebrows’ pupils dilated, feeling the scorching heat that hit his face, he had an intuitive impression of this young swordsman whose name he didn’t know.

“This sword… so strong! So fast!”

As this thought rose in his mind in a fraction of a breath’s time, Pei Jinye’s sword tip had already reached three feet from his forehead.

The wild Gang Wind fiercely blew against his face, causing his entire face to tremble madly with the intensity, and his hair and robes were lifted backward with a whistling sound.

He raised his hand.

The void in front of him exploded with a Shock.

Barely blocking Pei Jinye’s sword.

The middle-aged man with white eyebrows didn’t dare to stay in one place for long, instantly crushing the ground beneath his feet, the wet stone and mud slabs surged upward.

With a wave of his hand.

The sharply angled fragments of stone and mud immediately changed direction, hurtling towards Pei Jinye.

But Pei Jinye didn’t even bother to lift his eyelids, the Sword Gang surging on his body directly shattered these pieces.

In an instant, dust and smoke scattered outwards.

And then were immediately engulfed by the pouring rain.

The two figures separated as soon as they touched.

Pei Jinye’s Vitality fluctuated.

He quickly stuffed something for “Blood Recovery” into his mouth.

Racing against time to recover.

He cursed inwardly that the timing of the opponent’s arrival couldn’t be worse.

Along the journey, his continuous devouring had depleted his Three Attribute Values considerably.

The fact that his opponent could easily retreat from his sword strike was enough to show the opponent’s strength wasn’t weak.

Extraordinary Third Rank?

Even stronger than those Extraordinary Third Rank fighters he had encountered before.

His gaze fell…

He guessed it had something to do with the Sealing Objects in the opponent’s possession!

The middle-aged man with white eyebrows landed steadily, his eyes sharp: “Who taught you this swordsmanship?”

He couldn’t quite place the feeling.

This swordsmanship was very sharp, its quality not inferior to a few people in his memory, yet it seemed to have nothing to do with them.

He was quite amazed inside.

Don’t tell me he had offended the disciple of some old monster?

However…

Upon second thought, the middle-aged man with white eyebrows considered.

What does it matter if he had offended someone?

So many of his men had died, was he supposed to let them die in vain?

Seeing that Pei Jinye remained silent, the middle-aged man with white eyebrows’ gaze sharpened even more.

But then thinking of something, he restrained his gaze, looking down from above: “Tell me, how did you find my men? If you tell me, I might consider not killing you.”

“Really?” Pei Jinye purposely stalled for time.

His Three Attribute Values had just returned to 90 points, and he was about to surge past 100 points.

If it weren’t for the cultivation resources provided by his buddies from the Sand Flame Association, his “Blood Recovery Materials” would have probably run out by now.

“Of course, as long as you tell me,” the middle-aged man with white eyebrows stared sharply at Pei Jinye, “How did you know about us entering Central State, even some high-ranking members of the Western Fire League don’t know, how did you find out?”

“Someone told me,” Pei Jinye lowered his gaze, placing his hand on his waist, actually crushing the “Blood Recovery Materials” in his hand, and directly Refining and Devouring them with Karmic Fire.

As he watched, his Attribute Points rapidly surpassed a hundred, surging toward the peak.

However…

The wave of resources he had “borrowed” from the secret base of the Sand Flame Association had dwindled to a third.

“I might have overextended myself; the consumption is a bit high,” Pei Jinye pondered to himself.

Suddenly the middle-aged man with white eyebrows spoke up: “Who told you?”

“I don’t know his name, but I know he has a scar on his left wrist in the shape of a star,” Pei Jinye’s voice grew softer and softer.

The middle-aged man with white eyebrows originally just intended to lull Pei Jinye into carelessness, to let his guard down, but didn’t expect him to actually spill some truths.

A scar on the wrist… in the shape of a star?

He had a hunch about who it might be.

Because there was someone from the Old Gods Association who had had contact with him, who perfectly matched the description Pei Jinye gave.

Yet he couldn’t understand why the person would betray the Sand Flame Association… Could it really be that he didn’t care about the safety of his own wife and child?

Subconsciously, the middle-aged man with white eyebrows took a step forward.

“What else did he say?”

“He said…”

Pei Jinye’s voice behind him suddenly quieted down.

The middle-aged man with white eyebrows felt a trace of agitation.

Why is it that every time it gets to the crucial point the voice fades!

“What exactly did he say?”

“He said…”

Pei Jinye said two words without any expression.

Right on the attribute panel, all three attribute values were restored to their peak.

If that’s the case—

“Clang!”

A loud blast, tenfold, a hundredfold more fierce than before, swept furiously in all directions.

The turbulent waves raised by Pei Jinye’s longsword directly shattered the curtain of rain in front of the white-browed middle-aged man.

The face of the white-browed middle-aged man trembled, with countless cracks rapidly spreading from the point where his feet bore the force.

Still, the action of the white-browed middle-aged man was enough to prove him a seasoned and shrewd expert.

In a flash, he avoided the devastating sword strike from Pei Jinye that would have separated his head from his body.

Even so, his arm was left with two shallow cuts, which had already seeped out two streaks of fresh blood.

Under the stirring Gang Wind.

The white-browed middle-aged man’s expression was extremely fierce.

With his hands clasped together, he firmly gripped the blade of the sword, even causing sparks to fly in that instant.

In this stalemate of strength.

The white-browed middle-aged man slowly raised his head, blood energy surging throughout his body, and the rage that arisen from Pei Jinye’s surprise attack now made his voice sound exceptionally chilling:

“You! Are! Courting! Death!”

Pei Jinye looked at the white-browed middle-aged man somewhat surprised.

Although his sword was not as high-grade as the Jiang family’s Shenxiao or Elder Nameless’s Demon Abyss, it was still considered a treasure capable of cutting hair with a blow.

And yet, such a medium-to-high-grade treasure sword was actually grasped by brute strength?

“Didn’t expect that, did you? I have also cultivated the Physical Body Technique!” the white-browed middle-aged man said, gripping the longsword and speaking ominously, “What a pity for your sword. It’s good quality, but such a waste.”

[It seems I underestimated this guy’s Physical Body Strength!]

Pei Jinye stood unmoved.

The next moment.

A seemingly unending force burst forth from within his body. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Blood energy rose from the surface of his body like fireworks.

With a “hum,” a terrifying power burst forth from the longsword held in the hands of the white-browed middle-aged man.

Almost instantaneously.

The expression of the white-browed middle-aged man changed. He felt that the sword blade held by his palms had become like a ferocious and domineering flood dragon at that moment, about to break free from his hold!

In the face of this sword strike.

The white-browed middle-aged man, shocked by the change in Pei Jinye’s swordplay, hurriedly released his grip.

And at the moment he released his grip, the momentum of Pei Jinye’s sword changed once again with the use of a talisman, transforming into a gleam of light.

What was bizarre, however, was that this gleam of light was extremely hot.

It was fire!

The white-browed middle-aged man had no time to ponder the reason.

Suddenly, flames surged on the sword.

Was it the power of the Sealing Objects?

He had no time to think further, as the burning flames from the sword triggered an instinctive panic in him.

“What kind of fire is this?”

Shocked in his mind.

But he acted swiftly, immediately urging the Sealing Objects.

Reducing distance to inches, he teleported a foot away, narrowly avoiding a deadly slash that would have split him open.

But the next second.

Pei Jinye’s sword was thrust toward him again, aiming for his waist.

The white-browed middle-aged man quickly used the same technique to dodge by a hair’s breadth.

Yet Pei Jinye’s sword appeared from nowhere again, thrusting towards his groin.

“Get lost!”

He parried the strike.

The white-browed middle-aged man’s face showed his annoyance.

What background did this guy come from, and why were all his moves so vicious and underhanded?

Chaotically!

“Bang!”

The muscles of the white-browed middle-aged man suddenly tensed, and changes in the flow of air couldn’t escape his perception. He took a step and charged, simultaneously activating his ability, collapsing space.

Pei Jinye’s sword reached almost at the same time.

“Slash!”

The sleeves of Pei Jinye’s arm ripped, half of his arm was eradicated by Terrifying Power, and he staggered backward.

However, the white-browed middle-aged man didn’t have it any better. He looked at the flames “corroding” his arm in shock and quickly patted them out.

“Damn!”

“What kind of fire is this?”

But when he looked up, he was dumbfounded to see that the Mysterious Swordsman, whose arm should have been severed, had somehow regrown an arm.

At that moment, he was thoroughly stunned.

“What the hell kind of monster are you?”

Pei Jinye expressionless, his sturdy arm regained its hold on the longsword, and with a step forward, he charged, his Sword Light slashing diagonally following his footsteps.

From stillness to motion.

The thunderous Sword Light that tore through the air was like a dragon or a snake, or perhaps like the Dazzling Stars that adorned the sky, enveloping everything in its path.

The heart of the white-browed middle-aged man throbbed heavily.