Martial Cultivator Chapter 287.1: Light in the Rain -Part 1

The towering dharma idol was enormous, indifferent as it looked down on the city wall. A vast demonic qi continuously spilling from it, cascading down to the mortal realm, yet failing to fall on the city wall. Liu Banbi’s sword qi similarly surged to the sky, unleashing waves of majestic sword light from the city wall, striking towards that enormous dharma idol.

The entire scene was unbelievably shocking!

With a single punch, the towering dharma idol shattered several sword lights. Looking at the falling sword qi, he did not have any emotion, Liu Banbi leaped into the air, the long sword in his hand moving from bottom to top, drawing a visible and dazzling white line between heaven and earth.

It was as if this one attack was going to tear open a massive gap in the world, splitting the entire expanse of heaven and earth in two!

In the previous battle, Liu Banbi had displayed such prowess when he split the great demon, Green Pine’s dharma idol, shocking a large number of cultivators from the demon race.

Now that the black-robed great demon unleashed his dharma idol, even he himself was also contemplating whether his current actions would lead to a repeat of history.

In the next moment, the dazzling sword light had already cut through. Sensing the surging sword intent within, the black-robed great demon made an unexpected decision: he dispelled most of the qi within the dharma idol. His entire person separated from the dharma idol and landed far away.

The dazzling sword light collided with the dharma idol. Without the black-robed great demon’s support, it naturally cut through it as if cutting through tofu.

As the dharma idol shattered, a vast aura dissipated in all directions, producing a thunderous sound akin to a storm!

Liu Banbi landed back on the city wall, sheathing his long sword back at his waist.

“Got scared just like that? Lame.”

Liu Banbi took the gourd from his waist and took a sip. He frowned and said, “Fighting like this, even drinking feels unsatisfying.”

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Sword cultivators carry swords, and due to their preference, most of them did not like carrying the sword in hand. Instead, they controlled their sword remotely to face the enemy. Therefore, a sword cultivator’s companion sword was often referred to as a flying sword. However, even now, there was still a small group of sword cultivators who did not like the idea of controlling their swords remotely to face the enemy. They preferred having the sword in hand and slaying demons wherever they may be.

Many years ago, Liu Banbi joined the academy with the original intention of becoming a scholar who benefits society. He was talented and his comprehension ability was excellent too. Most importantly, he had an upright character. Hence, he caught the attention of the Dean early on and was accepted as a disciple.

However, after studying for several years and seeing the bloody history recorded in the annals, about the harrowing suffering that humanity had once suffered, Liu Banbi found himself unable to study the teachings of sages and wise men anymore. After reporting to the dean, he turned to learn the sword. He went to the Sword Qi Mountain, obtained the companion sword named Embracing Cicada, and then journeyed to the distant Northern Frontier, never returning to the Divine Capital.

This disciple of the dean had been fighting on the city wall for many years. His sword qi has been stained with countless bloodsheds. Now, he had long stepped into the realm of a sword immortal, but there was no ethereal feeling that other sword immortals possessed. His style of swordplay was not considered elegant, but it was more practical; just like a veteran soldier who had been on the battlefield for many years.

In reality, after he stepped onto the battlefield, he had truly become an old soldier.

After unsheathing the sword, that Embracing Cicada that was as thin as cicada wings trembled slightly, producing a sword cry reminiscent of autumn cicadas—hence the origin of the sword’s name.

The overwhelming sword qi accompanied the unsheathing of Embracing Cicada, facing the black-robed great demon head-on.

The expression of the black-robed great demon darkened slightly. In that battle before, he was an observer and had witnessed this sword immortal’s swordplay. Although that great battle was filled with dazzling sword lights with a formidable momentum, and endless sword qi raging chaotically like this, he understood that this sword immortal’s techniques were practical and not flashy without substance.

His techniques were all very pragmatic.

Demonic qi that filled the sky overflowed from the black-robed great demon’s body, intending to block this sword immortal’s sword qi. All cultivators in the world did not wish to encounter sword cultivators because they felt that their killing power was too formidable. It was unmatched among peers in the same cultivation realm. However, to demons, the so-called unparalleled killing power of sword cultivators was primarily directed at other human cultivators. It was not as unacceptable to the demon race.

As thoughts in the black-robed great demon’s mind stirred, the overwhelming demonic qi had long covered that sword light. Although not visible to the naked eye, when the two collided, strange changes occurred continuously in various places between heaven and earth. In several subtle areas, the pitch-black demonic qi akin to the night was torn apart by the sword light. Under the tearing of the sword light, many places seemed to be ripped apart like cotton fluff, becoming quite peculiar.

Liu Banbi carried Embracing Cicada in his hand. After delivering a sword strike, he swiftly approached, his blue robe fluttering loudly. This sword immortal who had long forgotten the teachings of sages and wise men smiled as he unsheathed his sword, his eyes filled with sword intent and killing intent.

The black-robed great demon was expressionless. After the sword strike cut through the demonic qi in front of him, he also threw a punch. As a great demon who had cultivated for so many years, he did not believe that he needed to dodge when facing the sword immortal before him. Even though the facts had already shown that he was forced out of the grand array by the sword immortal’s attack, he considered it a momentary lapse, not a true defeat.

Endless demonic qi surged out from his body, flowing through his arm meridians into that massive fist, and finally gushed out to meet the tip of that Embracing Cicada.

A strong wind suddenly arose. Liu Banbi’s black hair swayed in the wind. The demonic qi at the hem of his blue robe transformed into several small dragons that traveled up. But just as they traveled halfway, they were completely torn apart by a sword light that stood in front of Liu Banbi. The dragon heads were directly severed, and the demonic qi naturally dispersed.

Liu Banbi flicked his sleeve, completely dispelling those demonic auras.

At the same time, the tip of Embracing Cicada had already pressed against the black-robed great demon’s fist.

In that instant, on the city wall, an air billow burst out between the two, like a colossal wave, pushing towards the distance. The grand array on the city wall, which had already been breached, had several more cracks appear when pushed hard by this air billow at this moment. When Wan Shi saw this scene, his eyes opened wide.

He had seen Nepenthe cultivators in action before, but he had never witnessed a battle between a so-called sword immortal and a great demon.

It was evident that both of them had yet to unleash all of their respective abilities, but even as things stood, it was already extraordinary.

The most soul-stirring battle in this world that was recorded in history, was when that sword immortal carried his sword to battle that previous generation Demon Emperor from the Demon King’s Court!

But now, that sword immortal had disappeared long ago, and that Demon Emperor had long since passed away.

Battles between the demons and sword cultivators were always a spectacle to behold.

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