Who knew, before he could steady himself, the third blade swept diagonally again, like a soaring azure dragon rising from the abyss, emitting a strange piercing sound, directly targeting Leo’s waist!
Leo’s pupils shrank rapidly, and in an instant, he flipped in the air, grabbing the knife in his hands and slashing diagonally at the third black-clad figure from a cunning angle.
“Crack!”
The two blades collided, sparking countless sparks.
The third black-clad figure slowly turned around, saying, “Indeed, impressive skills. It seems I have to use my ultimate technique!”
The third black-clad figure held his war knife horizontally in front of his chest and murmured, “Clear water washes away dust, like a dream and a mark; clear water is like silk, following the heart’s desire; clear water is like a bath, cleansing the mind and spirit!”
The third black-clad figure approached while singing, and his sword swept diagonally, causing ripples in the air, making it impossible to see the trajectory of the blade!
Within the boundless waves, the blade surged from all directions, its path indistinguishable!
Leo suddenly felt as if no matter how he dodged, this blade would still strike him, leaving him trapped like a helpless animal!
A sudden flash of light in mid-air, and the overwhelming water waves disappeared instantly. The third black-clad figure’s blade was already a few inches away from Leo’s eyes!
“Three seconds to death!” the third black-clad figure suddenly shouted.
Before Leo could react, the first slash from the third black-clad figure had already been unleashed.
He flipped his body upside down and delivered a straightforward and unadorned upward slash. This slash didn’t have any fancy moves, but it was solid and real.
Leo’s protective Spiritual Power was first cut, followed by two more slashes, identical to the first one.
Three slashes in total, taking exactly three seconds, one second per slash.
After the three slashes, the third black-clad figure stood still with his blade on the ground, calmly watching Leo, waiting for him to kneel down.
Although his protective Spiritual Power was shattered, luckily Leo was wearing the armor of the Purple Thunder Crocodile.
“You’ve lost!” Leo roared, clasping his palms together and delivering a reverse-handed slash, causing flames to burst from the blade’s surface.
As the blade swung, a miraculous scene unfolded.
A three-meter-high crescent of fire swept horizontally from in front of Leo, flying towards the third black-clad figure at an unbelievable speed.
The third black-clad figure’s face was filled with shock. At this moment, it was too late to dodge, so he had to cross his war knife in front of his chest and forcefully receive Leo’s attack.
With a loud “boom,” as the third black-clad figure took the blow head-on, his surroundings exploded, and a massive shockwave sent him flying backward.
He flew five to six meters away and landed on his knees, his war knife also flying a great distance before landing dimly on the ground.
A burst of red mist suddenly appeared, and the three black-clad figures disappeared, while a man dressed in red emerged from the mist.
This man held an Orientia longsword in his hand, wearing a traditional red Orientia outfit. He had a gentle smile on his face, and his clear eyes were as calm as a still pond.
The man in red looked at Leo and exclaimed, “You’re indeed strong, worthy of my intervention. The name of the sword in my hand is ‘Muramasa,’ measuring seven feet and two inches in length.”
As the man in red spoke, his expression remained calm, and he slowly drew out his war sword with his right hand.
Muramasa was a bright and shiny longsword, with the entire blade exuding water-like ripples and luster, seemingly as gentle as the temperament of the man in red.
The man in red didn’t immediately launch an attack but smiled faintly and said, “Before we start, may I ask you a few questions?”
Leo paused for a moment, then nodded, “Go ahead.”
“Have you ever thought about the ultimate meaning of cultivation?” the man in red asked slowly, his face unusually serene and peaceful.
Leo pondered for a moment and replied, “To make oneself stronger.”
“To make oneself stronger?” The man in red smiled at his words and shook his head slightly.
“What’s wrong with that?” Leo asked, puzzled.
“The true meaning of cultivation lies in surpassing one’s limits and seeking the meaning of life! Only when you can feel the breath of the earth, the lightness of the wind, and the coolness of water, will you truly grasp the essence of cultivation.”
“Not killing, not seeking fame and fortune, but simply experiencing life, experiencing nature!”
Leo fell into silence, furrowing his brows, lost in thought. Suddenly, he spoke loudly, “Since you have such a clear understanding of cultivation, why do you engage in battles and take lives?”
The man in red smiled and said, “To kill you is also to pursue the meaning of life. Who made you so formidable?”
Leo really wanted to curse out loud.
The man in red chuckled and held his war sword in a reverse grip. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, causing his clothes to flutter slightly.
His face seemed to become very calm, as if he was deep in thought!
Leo’s pupils contracted slightly as he summoned the Blue Phantom Sword into his hand.
This guy was even more powerful than the previous three black-clothed men combined!
“I’m here!” The man in red smiled faintly and, somehow, took three steps and appeared in front of Leo.
A clear blade flashed in mid-air as Muramasa came slashing diagonally towards him.
Muramasa’s swordsmanship wasn’t particularly fast, nor was his killing intent heavy. It seemed easy to dodge.
Leo was unsure and cautious. He didn’t strike back easily but quickly retreated two steps backwards!
Something surprising happened to Leo.
Muramasa’s clear blade flew over a not-so-fast arc and mysteriously appeared at Leo’s waistline.
If Leo continued to retreat, he might hit Muramasa’s sharp blade hard.
Leo was shocked. His body flickered leftward while his left leg broke through the air with a gust of wind that struck directly at the man in red’s head
A bright light arc flashed in mid-air, and mysteriously, Muramasa appeared again, this time aiming at Leo’s left leg.
If Leo continued his attack, it would be like offering his left leg to the sharp blade of Muramasa.
Leo’s expression changed, and he quickly flipped and withdrew his leg, retreating backward without even getting a chance to strike.
The man in red chased after him, and every time Muramasa appeared with exceptional accuracy in the position where Leo was about to retreat. Moreover, it cleverly blocked all his counterattack routes, causing Leo great discomfort.
Unable to retreat or attack, he could only dodge in a miserable and desperate manner!
Leo was already feeling so miserable that he started coughing up blood. Step by step, he retreated, constantly being seized by the enemy, which dealt a huge blow to him psychologically.
Gradually, Leo’s momentum was taken away, and the situation became increasingly passive. He was on the verge of collapse!
In mid-air, Muramasa swept over diagonally, its speed not particularly fast, but its precise angle still blocked all possible attacks from Leo.
At this moment, Leo had almost no way to retreat, with a wall just three feet behind him!
“You’ve lost!” said the man in red, and a flash of light passed by.
At the same time, a circle of black mist spread out from Leo as its center…
The light and shadow became sluggish, and a purple light flashed.