Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1539

Chapter 1539: Chapter 792: Nothing More Than This (Part 2)

The leader’s face changed dramatically.

"You clearly have only the aura of the Third Level of the Heavenly Martial Realm, how could you..."

"Take him down!"

Jiang Feihong finally spoke in mid-air, his voice cold and piercing.

The five disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall exchanged glances and attacked simultaneously.

Sword light, palm wind, and fist shadows intertwined into a large net, enveloping Gu Sheng.

"Gu Sheng, be careful!"

Qin Yurou exclaimed in shock.

However, Gu Sheng stood still as a statue. It wasn’t until the attack was upon him that he suddenly drew his sword.

The moment the Southern Emperor Sword left its sheath, a brilliant sword light poured down like a galaxy, completely dispelling their offensive.

"Don’t kill!"

Qin Yurou urgently reminded.

"You can’t casually kill people from the Law Enforcement Hall, or you’ll get into big trouble!"

Hearing this, Gu Sheng flipped his wrist, changing his thrust to a slap.

The broad blade of the Southern Emperor Sword struck heavily on the chest of a disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall, causing the person to fly backward like a broken kite, crashing into the distant wall and spewing a mouthful of blood.

"What?!"

The remaining four were stunned; they couldn’t even see how Gu Sheng had made his move.

"All together!"

The leader gritted his teeth and commanded, and the four unleashed their strongest martial techniques simultaneously, filling the training platform with True Qi and radiating light.

A gleam flashed in Gu Sheng’s eyes, and the Southern Emperor Sword in his hand drew a beautiful arc.

"Break!"

A simple word, yet it seemed to contain some profound truth of heaven and earth.

Where the sword light passed, the martial techniques of the four were torn apart as if made of paper.

Immediately after, the four figures flew one after another, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to rise again.

The entire martial arts arena fell silent, everyone was shocked by this overwhelming victory.

"Such strong Sword Intent..."

Gu Ningshuang murmured to herself, her eyes full of wonder.

In mid-air, Jiang Feihong’s face was as gloomy as water.

"Useless!"

He snorted coldly, his figure suddenly disappearing.

"Gu Sheng, watch your back!"

Qin Yurou suddenly screamed.

Gu Sheng’s heart trembled, but it was too late to turn around.

A lethal sense of crisis attacked from behind; Jiang Feihong had already appeared behind him at some unknown time, striking towards his back heart.

"Jiang Feihong, your ’warm heart’ hasn’t changed, hitting your own people?"

Gu Sheng sneered, his figure shifting ghost-like half a step sideways, narrowly avoiding the palm wind that came with a sharp explosive sound.

"Boom!"

The palm print grazed Gu Sheng’s hem, hitting heavily on a disciple’s chest from the Law Enforcement Hall.

The disciple didn’t even have time to scream before flying backward like a broken kite, crashing through three ancient pines before stopping, blood spewing from his mouth.

"Gu Sheng!"

Jiang Feihong’s face was ashen, his eyes filled with a soaring killing intent.

"Today, I must take your life!"

Qin Yurou and Gu Ningshuang were about to remind him, only to see Gu Sheng already calmly avoiding it. The two women exchanged glances, both seeing shock in each other’s eyes.

They couldn’t even see how Gu Sheng moved.

"Elder Jiang has a big temper."

Gu Sheng brushed off nonexistent dust from his sleeve, his tone flippant.

"But your ’drawing the sword to help against injustice’ is quite an eye-opener for me. What, did you feel your own people were standing too firmly and needed your help to move?"

"Courting death!"

Jiang Feihong roared angrily, True Qi surging around him like a tide, his robe fluttering without wind.

He crossed his palms, and a more solid cyan palm print instantly formed, crashing towards Gu Sheng with a piercing sound.

This time, Gu Sheng did not dodge.

"Good timing!"

A gleam flashed in his eyes, his right hand forming a sword with two fingers, a golden Gang Qi burst from his fingertips, transforming instantly into a three-foot Qi Sword, thrusting straight towards the palm print.

"Boom..."

The two forces collided in mid-air, exploding with a deafening roar.

The shockwave swept across, breaking all the trees and vegetation within a ten-zhang radius, stripping a thick layer off the ground.

Gu Sheng lightly retreated over ten feet, tapping the ground three times with his toes to stabilize himself.

But Jiang Feihong was struck as if by lightning, his entire body flying backward, his legs plowing two deep trenches a foot deep, retreating several tens of zhang before barely stopping.

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