C2 Spirit Picking

"You are courting death!" Zhanyuan, who was standing beside him, suddenly stood up. His aura surged as a terrifying killing intent surged out!

A figure suddenly appeared and reached out to press on his shoulder, "Zhanyuan, don't!"

"Great Elder, my two sons are both crippled. The Yuh family is finished. What use is my crippled body? Two lives for one life, it's worth it!" Zhanyuan tried to struggle free.

The Great Elder sighed lightly. With a flip of his palm, a light wheel appeared on his palm. He raised his hand and placed it on Zhanyuan's head.

Zhanyuan lay on the ground unwillingly and lost consciousness!

"As a small family, you should have the awareness of a servant! Making meaningless resistance will only make you die faster!" The two young men snorted coldly. They glanced at the two brothers who were hugging each other and turned to leave.

Yuh Han clenched his fists tightly and his nails dug deep into his palm. Blood flowed out, but at this moment, a crisp sound of shattering came. The Jade Slip in his arms turned into a pile of dust.

At the same time, Yuh Han's body began to tremble violently. From the broken jade pendant, a thin and unnoticeable light entered his body.

Following that, a sword light suddenly shot out from between his eyebrows. It flashed and disappeared in a flash, but it cut through the void.

The eyes of the two disciples from the Immortal Sect flashed with surprise. This kid had his dantian crippled and his Genuine Qi destroyed. How could he release such a sharp sword qi?

Yuh Han suddenly smiled. His pale face looked even colder when he smiled.

He finally knew why this jade pendant resonated with him when he was in pain.

It was not because it resonated with him, but because it resonated with the Sword Spirit.

Because there was a set of health cultivation methods sealed in the jade pendant, and there was also a piece of shocking memory.

In that memory, there was also a young face. His white clothes were stained with blood, and he looked miserable, but there was a hint of killing intent.

There was a corpse lying under his feet. The space between his eyebrows was pierced, and his eyes were wide open. It was terrifying.

There was a small sword shining in his palm. It was emitting a sharp aura and a bloodthirsty killing intent.

That was his Sword Spirit!

It was the Sword Spirit again!

Yuh Han saw the young man slowly walk to a youth covered in blood. The corner of his mouth revealed a gentle smile.

He pressed the Sword Spirit on the youth's chest and put it in.

"Live well for me, junior brother!"

Yuh Han's entire body trembled violently. He saw the pale-faced Yuh Fei in his arms, but at this moment, he was filled with a kind of unwavering gentleness.

The corner of his mouth could not help but curl into a smile.

In this memory, not only did it record the sorrow and helplessness that were the same as his, there was also an unknown divine ability.

The young man used this technique and killed an opponent who was several times stronger than him in the end.

The name of this technique was called Spirit Picking!

Spirit Picking was to take away the martial spirit and break the cauldron and sink the boat!

The martial spirit was forcefully stripped from the body and released the last strike through the Heavenly Dao power of the martial spirit.

Although this technique could allow one to obtain the greatest power in an instant, after Spirit Picking, even if the martial spirit was not destroyed, it would not be able to return to its original form.

The person would be crippled!

And someone like Yu Han who had both lost his dantian and taken away the martial spirit would only have one outcome!

Death!

The aura around Yu Han's body was rising as a sword light shot out from the Baihui acupoint on his head and soared straight up!

The sword light floated above Yu Han's head. The dense light flickered and finally condensed into a small sword that was about a foot long. It emitted an incomparably sharp aura.

Yu Han's eyes were bloodshot as he slowly stretched out his arm and grabbed the Small Sword!

"This is... Sword Spirit!" The expressions of the two young men from the Immortal Sect changed slightly as they looked at Yu Han's head.

"Buzz!"

The sword qi swept across and the aura above his head instantly shattered. He spat out a large mouthful of blood and his face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

However, the corner of his mouth curled into a crazed smile!

"Spirit Picking! Have you gone mad?" A young man from the Immortal Sect roared. As a disciple of an unparalleled Immortal Sect, he naturally knew about this technique and knew what it meant.

The other person quickly retreated and shouted anxiously, "Quickly!"

However, at this moment, the Sword Spirit in Yuh Han's palm had already left his hand and flew out, dragging a long tail of light as it ruthlessly shot towards a young man from the Immortal Sect!

"You!" The Immortal Sect disciple raised his palm and slammed it towards the Sword Spirit!

"Can you block it?" Yuh Han's voice was extremely cold. The Sword Spirit that contained a towering fury instantly pierced through the palm of the Immortal Sect disciple, and then disappeared from his forehead.

The Immortal Sect disciple's eyes widened, and the bright red dot on his forehead gradually enlarged, his pupils beginning to dilate!

He did not understand how a nameless disciple who had his dantian crippled by his senior brother would have the courage to make such a choice.

As he fell to the ground, another Immortal Sect disciple who had already fled to the door took out a magic tool. It expanded with the wind and shot towards the Sword Spirit that was chasing after him!

"Buzz ~ ~"

The light exploded!

Amidst the splattering force, an arm flew out and fell to the ground along with the scream of the Immortal Sect disciple!

Yuh Han's face turned even paler. One strike from the Spirit Picking.

It was only one strike!

This strike had killed an Immortal Sect disciple and seriously injured the other person. The Immortal Sect disciple's strength had been released, and he had lost his indestructible sharpness.

The heavily injured Immortal Sect disciple fled like a flying bird!

Yuh Han reached out his hand and grabbed the Sword Spirit that was flying back. He did not chase after the other party!

Since he had already acquired the Spirit Picking, he was now on the same level as his physical body. The Sword Spirit in his hand was flickering with a weak light, but it could no longer return to his body!

However, the moment Yu Han had acquired the Martial Spirit, he did not think of putting it back into his body!

He held the Sword Spirit and walked towards the unconscious Yu Fei!

The Great Elder supported Yu Zhanyuan and looked at Yu Han with a complicated expression, "Yu Han!"

"The power of the Sword Spirit should be seen by the experts of the Martial Teaching Hall. As long as they are not stupid, they can ensure that the Yu family will be safe!"

Then he squatted in front of Yu Fei and continued, "This matter is all on my own, and it has nothing to do with the family!"

The Great Elder muttered for a while, but he could not say a word!

Yu Han pressed his palm on Yu Fei's chest, and even the Sword Spirit in his hand was pressed in!

His younger brother had his Martial Spirit destroyed, so he could only give him a Martial Spirit to recover.

The reason why he chose to acquire the Spirit Picking was also because of this. Besides the Spirit Picking, there was also the Spirit Plucking. From now on, his younger brother would carry all his hopes and step onto the peak.

The corner of Yu Han's mouth revealed a gratified smile, and at the same time, he said the same words as the white-clothed youth in the Jade Slip, "Live well for me, brother!"

Two streams of hot tears rolled down his chest. The position of the Sword Spirit lit up, and it disappeared in a flash.

However, Yuh Han did not notice this anomaly. He wiped away his tears and stood up. He walked towards the corpse of the Immortal Sect disciple and bent down to grab his ankle before dragging him out of the Yuh family!

His back was long, but he did not turn back.

A total of seven people had attacked him a year ago. Six of them were young disciples of the Immortal Sect, and one of them was their Dao Protector!

Now that he had killed one and injured another, the resentment in his heart had calmed down a little, but it was still hard for him to completely vent it out.

A long trail of blood followed behind him. It was a ghastly sight. Many people who saw this scene quickly ran away.

No one knew what had happened, but the killing intent on this young man's body was terrifying.

"With my current situation, it will be very difficult to kill them all at once. However, that Dao Protector must die!" A red blush appeared on Yuh Han's pale face.

He coughed lightly twice, and two mouthfuls of shockingly red blood were coughed out. He raised his head and looked at the sky, "So, I'll leave this last resort to you!"

"Liao Fann is dead!" In the Martial Teaching Hall, a middle-aged man suddenly stood up. There was a killing intent in his eyes.

"The Yuh family is truly audacious. If that's the case, there is no need for this family to exist anymore!"

His figure instantly disappeared.

Almost at the same time, on the Immortal Peak of the Martial Teaching Hall, a white figure slowly stepped out from the stone door that had not been opened for a long time. He raised his head and looked at the sword qi that had not dissipated for a long time in the sky.

"How powerful is the Sword Intent! It's a blessing for the Qizhou to have a disciple who can condense such a Sword Spirit!"

"Congratulations Hall Master for coming out of seclusion!" Several elders of the Martial Teaching Hall landed in front of him and bowed.

The white-clothed Hall Master pointed at the Sword Intent above his head and said, "Where did this Sword Intent come from? Can you find out which family's disciple it is?"

One of the elders paused for a moment and gritted his teeth, "It's the Yuh family."

The Hall Master smiled, "Go, bring him here. I want to personally take him as my disciple!"

The elders all fell silent, and no one said a word.

The Hall Master frowned slightly and swept his gaze across the elders, "What are you guys hiding from me?"

The elder who spoke before finally gritted his teeth and said, "A year ago, a Sword Spirit appeared in the Yuh family, but later on, that young man was crippled by the disciples of the Immortal Sect and Profound Sect. A few days ago, another disciple of the Dragon Spirit appeared in the Yuh family, but still..."

"Then what are you doing?" The Hall Master's voice became colder.

The elder hesitated for a moment and said, "The Profound Sect has a Dao Protector following them, and they are arrogant and despotic. Moreover, the disciple who attacked seemed to have an extraordinary background..."

"Brainless!" The Hall Master shouted angrily, but his figure disappeared from the spot first.