Perspective Medical Genius Young Master-Chapter 1533 - 1524: Ruthless Azure Light

"Flying Cloud Sword Technique, Clouds Rolling!"

The two wrists trembled, and the sword flashed with a cold light, instantly weaving into a single sword in mid-air, rolling towards the bamboo pole and the scholar.

"I don’t know life or death! I want you to enjoy it, you’re so foolishly excited! In that case, don’t blame me for ruining it!" The Confucian scholar’s face darkened, and he shouted his second anger. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

At this moment, he looked nothing like a scholar. He was a venomous villain! His mouth turned cold, and his left palm suddenly twisted.

"Boom."

A burst of explosion, the soul of Baaquan’s great righteousness surged from his palm, immediately forming a massive palm print in the air, fiercely slapping towards Su Yuhe.

"Bastard, it’s a death hunt this time!" The bamboo pole also wore a face of hatred, glaring fiercely at Wu Tong.

In a moment, the five fingers of his left hand swept from the five fingertips like a fan, suddenly emitting five blue rays.

As soon as the rays emitted, they were like five meteors, forming an arc and breaking through five critical points.

The two swords carved themselves respectively on the massive palm print and the five blue lights. With a sharp sound, the two swords were immediately shattered.

The palm print was cut with three points, and the five blue lights with two. However, the two attacks still continued and once again bombarded Su Yuhe and Ulrik.

The attack was right in front of us. Secondly, it was too late now, and we didn’t have time to gather Qi, so we had to use the remaining strength to shake the sword.

"Clang clang clang."

This is the sound of iron.

"The erhu, bamboo pole, and scholar were completely suppressed by the raging fire of Emperor Ah, eliminating the industry. Their fear not only increased sharply, but the pressure on the top of their conjoined bodies also doubled in an instant.

"He, this child is too evil!" Sensing the other’s attack, the bamboo pole was shocked.

"Kill Aar, this child cannot be left alive!" The Confucian scholar’s eyes were fiercer. They wished they could not break their pride into thousands of corpse bodies.

The power of this strike left both the bamboo pole and the Confucian scholar stunned. What they hadn’t anticipated was that a cricket, forming a body, could shake their joint attack?

"I seem to be suppressed by the Ming Palace. What happened to you?" The bamboo pole cried out in fear and frustration.

The mad bull of Confucius panted heavily: "I...the same. This child’s life force is too strong, we must resolve him quickly!"

In conversation, they only felt that Zhou was surrounded layer by layer by an iron barrel, and their movement and advancing speed immediately plummeted.

At this moment, a bright sword flashed before them, deafening, like a torrent, breaking through a rain curtain of blades, quickly cutting down on the two.

The massive force pummeled the two long knives, causing their right arms to immediately numb, as if about to break.

The force also struck the area between their abdomens, a shock to their internal organs tilting the rivers and seas, forcing them to grunt involuntarily, hands long in sword dance once more.

"Chaotic Blade Manual, Storms Rising!"

"Tiger Saber Technique, Tiger Roars Mighty!"

Ao Cangsheng flew in at a fast pace, the sword in his hand spinning. A shadow from the sword charged again, "Zhao Zhao" slashing towards the bamboo pole and the scholar.

"Sword Qi Iron, Sword Shadow Tianhe!" Ao Cangsheng’s sword remained motionless, once again "bang" dancing in the air, the surging life force pouring into the sword.

The sword was light, like a dragon. The sword from the sword charged out, turning into a chain of swords, like the reversing Tianhe, severing the bamboo pole, the Confucian scholars angrily swept from left to right.

"Child, do you have a way to change it?" Seeing a dazzling sword cut through, my heart was unconsciously infuriated!

The scholar glared fiercely at Ao Cangsheng, and Zhou Yuanqi began surrounding him on the outside. A mad blade nearly leaped into the windmill, threatening, "Child, surrender with your hands! With your body-shaping stance, we cannot resist the surrounding and killing Aaru of our two desperate environments. If you don’t want to die, surrender quickly. Then we will let you live, otherwise, you will die a miserable death!"

This sentence aimed to wound the heart. At that moment, the Confucian scholar concluded that Ao Cangsheng’s strength was only feared to surpass their estimates.

Once they fought desperately, the Confucian scholar didn’t know who would live and who would die. In desperation, the Confucian scholar had to threaten Cangsheng’s arrogance, so it was captured without Han.

At that time, even if they couldn’t cut off the whiteface. With the power of the big brother, he must be able to crush the corpse body flat.

He looked at the scholar’s fierce face, proudly smirked coldly, "You two think you can cut me down? Then I really want to try!"

"Boss, I can’t take it anymore! What the hell are you waiting for? If you don’t come to support me, I’ll hang up!" Ao Cangsheng’s voice had no sound, the barbaric sitting posture resounded again.

This time sitting down was a bit frightening. The faster Han Han went mad, the fiercer he was. He had no chance at all.

In an instant, the person sitting in the chair was hung with five or six colors, the whole person was frightened three or four times by the other’s attack.

The entire upper and lower soil’s grass leaves, mixed with bright red blood, no longer resembled a human. A dark-colored osmanthus face, at this moment, also had to be dim, as if it ran out from the old forest as a primitive person.

Sitting down and calling for help again, your voice contained a hint of anxiety. Ao Cangsheng knew he couldn’t stop. Once defeated by a big boy, it’s Xin waiting for him.

Thinking of this, Ao Cangsheng’s right-hand sword was wasted again. Amid "chirping", thirty or forty sword lights flew like smoke towards the scholar and bamboo pole.

Lightning smokescreen swept across, raising a foot of dirt and sand. In "thunderous" sounds, the ancient tree remaining in front quickly got chopped down.

Meanwhile, his left hand with overwhelming pressure slapped seven palms, each palm several feet wide like a great mountain, sinking towards the bamboo pole direction.

"Kid, it seems like you want to die with him. If so, I’ll complete you!" The burly man’s death was blocked, and his heart burst with anger.

He glared steadily at Ao Cangsheng, his mad blade in hand slashed down once again, directly aiming at Ao Cangsheng.

"Ghost Blade Skill, Ghost Horizon!"

With a furious roar, more than ten sword lights gushed out from the burly man’s knife front. In the blurry meditation, blotchy, like spectres, roaring towards the arrogant Cangsheng.

"You’re looking for me, why act so pretentious then?" Ao Cangsheng sneered coldly, the sword drawn from his hand.

"Wuwuwu."

The sword flashed, and another dozen swords flew across, like a torrent with dazzling brilliance, inexorably striking the tall young man.

"Sword Qi Iron, Sword Tianhe!"

This was another technique. The bamboo pole and scholars who had just climbed up saw the reenactment of Cangsheng’s proud technique, feeling both anger and depression. They said, "Can’t you change your tricks, kid?" Don’t you feel bored? We are also annoyed with his old tricks!

Although they were injured, not yet fatally. After all, many people had broken through the boundaries, how could they all get killed?

Actually, they didn’t know. Ao Cangsheng also wanted to try another method. But unfortunately, that sword only performed one trick that day, so he had learned only one trick.

However, by employing this move three times, Ao Cangsheng had already managed to exert 80% of its power, almost as strong as the Wuji Sword.

The sword was flashing, and Ao Cangsheng’s steps remained an illusion. Suddenly, a storm cloud appeared.