Chapter 1508: 1,200 Years of Calluses

"The Onimusha True Sword owned by Onimu Sage is a peerless weapon that ranks first in the Holy Realm just like Onimu Sage."

"Once this sword is released, it will kill gods and Buddhas, and no one can stop it! Chen Dingyuan is probably going to be doomed!"

"It is said that this sword can easily smash any holy weapon, cut gold and jade, and cut iron like mud. Oniwu Sage uses this sword to fight, Chen Dingyuan has absolutely no hope."

Li Hanxue also stared at Onimusha Lord, but his focus was not on Onimusha's real sword, but on Onimusha Lord's tiger's mouth.

Lord Onimu is left-handed, so he prefers to use his left hand to wield the sword.

When Li Hanxue saw the tiger's mouth of Oniwu Shengjun's left hand, Li Hanxue felt as if he had been electrocuted. His whole body trembled unconsciously, and a cold air penetrated from the Tianling Gai into his soul.

Li Hanxue suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, just because he saw something incredible.

I saw a layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth of Oniwu Shengjun's left hand. This layer of calluses was gray-white in color and extremely thick, almost like an iron plate! Such calluses may not be accumulated even if it takes three to five hundred years.

"Five hundred years, eight hundred years, or one thousand years?" Li Hanxue's mental power was constantly consumed, and he made deductions and finally came up with an accurate value.

"One thousand two hundred years!" Li Hanxue was shocked. This value was exactly the same as the years that Lord Oniwu went through after he became a saint!

Just this layer of calluses has already sentenced Chen Dingyuan to death.

Li Hanxue seemed to have seen Chen Dingyuan's fate, "Chen Dingyuan will definitely die. He will definitely not be able to withstand three moves. Within three moves, the result will be determined!"

Why did Li Hanxue have such an inference?

The answer is simple. Every Saint Realm master has had his physical body broken by his opponent. Just now, Li Hanxue was physically destroyed by Chen Dingyuan. With Li Hanxue's strength, this is even the case, let alone other masters of the Holy Lord.

The collapse of the physical body is a common occurrence for all saints, so no one cares about it.

However, Li Hanxue knew that after the Holy Lord reshaped his body, his body was almost exactly the same as before. But the reshaped bodies are all like newborn babies, with snow-white and smooth skin without any blemishes.

But the tiger's mouth on the left hand of Oniwu Shengjun has a callus of 1,200 years!

what does that mean?

This means that since Lord Oniwu became a saint, his body has never collapsed once!

In other words, Oniwu Shengjun has gone through countless battles and challenged the world's masters. Even when facing an old enemy like Zixu Shengjun who can fight him for seven days and seven nights, Oniwu Shengjun's physical body has never collapsed once from beginning to end.

What a terrible thing.

What kind of amazing strength is required, what kind of cautious mentality is required, and what kind of adverse weather luck is required to achieve this?

There is no doubt that Oniwu Shengjun is the true pride of heaven, the real number one oniwu!

"Oniwu strikes!"

Lord Oniwu draws his sword!

The sword light was faster than thunder, and it flashed past! Just like a dying firefly in the dark night, its extremely weak light flashed out.

The saints couldn't see exactly when Lord Oniwu took action. It was as if he had never moved because his sword was still tightly inserted into the scabbard like meteorite iron.

too fast! It's so fast!

Almost no one present could catch Oniwu Shengjun's action. Even Li Hanxue couldn't see it clearly. Thanks to his strong mental power, he could barely capture the trajectory of Oniwu Shengjun's action.

Many people even suspected that Oniwu Shengjun did not take action at all.

However, the light sword light that flew out clearly reminded everyone that Oniwu Shengjun had taken action, using a technique that was difficult for everyone to understand and a speed that was difficult to understand.

This extremely weak sword light flashed away and disappeared completely.

At the same time, Chen Dingyuan, who was full of momentum and rushed towards him, suddenly split into two halves!

Chen Dingyuan died, he died without warning!

Even before his death, he still retained the extremely excited look on his face. Obviously, Chen Dingyuan himself did not realize that he was already dead.

All the saints were dumbfounded, "What a fast speed, what a terrifying strength!"

"A master of Chen Dingyuan's level was instantly killed by Oniwu Shengjun with one strike! Oniwu Shengjun is really terrifying."

"It's not so much that the Onimusha Lord is scary, but it's more terrifying to say that the Onimusha True Sword in his hand is scary. This sword is really shocking. Chen Dingyuan was slashed with one sword and he didn't even have the slightest resistance." The Five Sacred Lords huddled in the crowd. , his whole body was trembling, "Damn it, how stupid was I before to actually want to use the name of Lord Oniwu to become famous in the world, I don't want to have anything to do with him in the future! This kind of person kills all the masters of the Saint King in the first echelon.

Just like killing chickens and dogs, killing me is even worse."

Everyone was talking about it, and they all focused on the Onimusha True Sword in the hands of Onimusheng Lord. They thought that Onimusha Lord killed Chen Dingyuan mostly because of the power of the Onimusha True Sword.

But at this time, two people had completely different ideas from everyone else.

These two people are Zixu Shengjun and Li Hanxue.

When Saint Lord Zixu saw Chen Dingyuan being killed with one blow, he felt as if he was possessed by an evil spirit. His whole body twitched involuntarily, and then he kept moaning while covering his chest.

Holy Lord Qingchen quickly supported Holy Lord Zixu, looking very surprised, "Brother Zixu, what's wrong with you?"

It felt like a huge stone was pressing on Saint Zixu's chest. He was panting heavily. His face was extremely pale, and the despair in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

"Brother Zixu, did something go wrong with your practice? Did you go crazy?"

Saint Zixu shook his head, "It's okay, I'm fine."

Others may not understand why Saint Zixu is like this, but Li Hanxue understands, he understands better than anyone else.

At this moment, Li Hanxue's heart was also filled with a despair that was hard to dispel.

"One strike, one strike killed Chen Dingyuan!" Li Hanxue seemed to be in a trance, "The real strength of Saint Guiwu is definitely not the sword that everyone says. The Emperor Child in my hand is no worse than the real sword of the ghost warrior in his hand. But if I want to kill Chen Dingyuan with one strike, it is impossible."

The real horror of Saint Guiwu is that sword!

That sword is too fast and too scary! It is not just a quick sword, but a fatal killing move! It was just like a god's swordplay, so natural that there was no flaw to be found. It was impossible to catch, dodge, defend, or escape!

Li Hanxue finally understood how the calluses on the hands of the Ghost Warrior Saint came from. They were the calluses formed by practicing just one move for thousands of years.

Seasons change, the stars shift, and for this move, how many times did the Ghost Warrior Saint swing his sword, repeating the boring swinging of the sword that others could not bear, day after day, year after year. How many tens of thousands of times did he swing? Tens of millions of times? Or hundreds of billions of times? Or even more!

No one knows!

But his sword has proved everything.

The Ghost Warrior's one-shot move has reached a state of great ingenuity and simplicity. If he slows down, others will not care about his sword moves at all, and will only think that the move is sparse and ordinary, not worth mentioning.

But in fact, this move condenses all the efforts of the Ghost Warrior Saint for thousands of years. With the infinite as the finite, the infinite changes of sword moves are condensed in this move. When a sword is slashed out, infinite changes can be derived from this move.

This reminds Li Hanxue of a famous saying by an invincible martial saint in ancient times: I am not afraid of people who have practiced 10,000 kinds of swordsmanship, but I am afraid of people who have practiced one sword move countless times.

Facing the attack of Guiwu, the opponent is not defending against that sword, but endless sword moves, or in other words, only by being flawless can he prevent the sword of the Ghost Warrior Saint.

However, the pinnacle of the sword of the Ghost Warrior Saint, coupled with the sharpness of the Ghost Warrior's true sword that is enough to kill all saints, the result has been destined that no one can defend against this sword! Qingchen Saint can't do it, Zixu Saint can't do it, and Li Hanxue can't do it either.