Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

Chapter 1121 One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate

Her delicate, pink arms began to bead with sweat, which fell like raindrops onto Lu Hao's hard, iron-like arms, just as the two were about to come into contact.

"You little beast, die!" Xiao Shuihan shot out an arrow, and a sharp arrow light pierced through the void, heading straight for Lu Hao.

At this critical moment, Lu Hao actually sensed something and narrowly dodged to the side.

"Who dares to hurt my arm!" Lu Hao was furious. He valued his iron-hard arm more than his own life, and now that it had almost been seriously injured, how could he tolerate it?

"You little beast, you really are a lucky star reincarnated. The sleeping potion couldn't hurt you, and this poisoned arrow couldn't harm you in the slightest either." Xiao Shuihan stepped out, his voice filled with resentment and venom.

"So it was you who drugged me. I was wondering how someone with my superb self-control could fall into Yun Yun's gentle embrace and be unable to extricate themselves." Lu Hao sneered.

"You're acting all innocent after getting the benefits! Today I'll kill you, you beast!" Xiao Shuihan was even more furious. Faced with a goddess as beautiful as Yun Yun, so many people would kill for her, yet Lu Hao had taken advantage of her and acted as if he was unwilling. How could anyone not be angry?

"Gentleman's Sword!" Xiao Shuihan shouted, summoning a celestial sword as thin as a cicada's wing. The sword was as bright as autumn water, with wisps of spiritual energy coiling around it like serpents. As the spiritual energy was injected, the sword's light surged. Then, he stomped his foot on the ground, his figure transforming into a beam of light, and charged towards Lu Hao.

"You're even more despicable than me, and you still have the nerve to call yourself the Gentleman's Sword!" Lu Hao sneered, and also summoned a flying sword. Immediately, a crisp sword sound rang out, and he directly engaged in battle with his opponent.

In an instant, the sky was filled with the figures of the two. They were extremely fast, leaving only afterimages. The sound of metal clashing was like thunder. Every time a sharp sword light swept across, the space would ripple rapidly. Many mountains around them were cut in half by the two, and dust billowed into the sky.

"Sword Split!" Xiao Shuihan roared, and the Gentleman's Sword in his palm suddenly burst out with dazzling light, instantly splitting into thousands of sword shadows. Each sword shadow was as solid as a physical object, carrying an overwhelming killing intent, and attacked Lu Hao. Along the way, fine cracks appeared in the space.

"Sword Shadow Splitting Light Technique!" Ever since Lu Hao became close friends with Su Ru, he has mastered this sword technique. Although the spell level is not as high as the Gentleman's Sword, it is enough to make up for it with his superb swordsmanship talent.

As Lu Hao used the Sword Shadow Splitting Technique, countless sword shadows appeared in front of him, eventually transforming into a river of swords that charged towards Xiao Shuihan.

"Boom—!" The deafening explosion nearly shook the heavens and the earth. A blinding light shot into the sky, illuminating the night sky as bright as day. Countless sword shadows clashed wildly in the light.

"Why are you so strong, you little beast!" Xiao Shuihan was increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed. His opponent's swordsmanship was clearly inferior to his own, yet they were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

"Piercing Sword Style!" Xiao Shuihan's eyes were bloodshot as he unleashed the hidden killing move within the Gentleman's Sword. The immortal sword instantly turned fiery red, and each time it thrust out, it would eerily pierce through the void, directly and unexpectedly striking his opponent.

Lu Hao's spiritual sense was extremely strong, and he always dodged a step ahead, without being injured in the slightest.

"Is that all you've got? You've really disappointed me." Lu Hao gracefully dodged the sword strike, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"You little beast, don't be so smug!" Xiao Shuihan roared, the sword light in his hand surging, unleashing an even more ferocious sword-piercing technique.

"Is this... the Piercing Sword Style?" Lu Hao's expression was indifferent as he directly unleashed the Piercing Sword Style, causing Xiao Shuihan to gape in disbelief.

"Pfft!" Lu Hao's sword tip pierced through the void, slashing directly at the opponent's chest.

"You are the Myriad Manifestations Sacred Body?" Xiao Shuihan asked, his voice trembling as he clutched his blood-stained chest.

“It’s not only the Myriad Manifestations Holy Body that can copy other people’s spells!” Lu Hao said coldly. In fact, he knew that everyone underestimated his physique as the first generation, because his physique appeared too rarely, and there were hardly any records of it in the long river of history. Even if there were, they were only a few words. Therefore, many people did not have a comprehensive understanding of this physique.

"I'm relieved that you're not the Myriad Manifestations Sacred Body that claims to simulate all the supernatural powers in the world." Xiao Shuihan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, after all, the name Myriad Manifestations Sacred Body was just too prestigious.

"Have you ever considered that my physique surpasses the Myriad Manifestations Sacred Body?" Lu Hao suddenly looked up and asked with a playful expression.

"I admit you're very powerful, but compared to the Myriad Manifestations Sacred Body, you're like mud compared to clouds. He could crush you ten thousand times over with a single finger," Xiao Shuihan couldn't help but mock.

"Damn it, you still dare to laugh at me when you're about to die!" Lu Hao was furious and used the Piercing Sword Style again. Xiao Shuihan was hit by the sword again, and blood kept flowing down his arm.

"Who lives and who dies is still uncertain!" Xiao Shuihan's eyes were bloodshot as he unleashed the final move of the Gentleman's Sword, the Breaking Sword Style. The wind and clouds surged between heaven and earth, and countless sword energies, carrying a sharpness that could tear the sky and split the earth, slashed towards Lu Hao.

"Since you also like swordsmanship, let me tell you what true swordsmanship is before you die." Lu Hao gently blew on the longsword in his hand, and the longsword seemed to sense his surging fighting spirit, emitting a clear sound of dragon and phoenix singing in harmony.

"One sword opens the gate to heaven!" Lu Hao held the sword in one hand and shot out, leaving faint afterimages along the way. He pushed his speed to the limit, like a beam of light passing through the void. Then, in the next moment, he suddenly raised his long sword, and a phantom image of himself, hundreds of feet tall, appeared behind him.

The towering, hundred-foot-tall phantom was none other than Lu Hao himself. He gripped the surging black flying sword, his arm muscles bulging, and he crashed down.

"Boom—!" The sonic boom of the air being split open was deafening. A sword aura that pierced through the heavens and earth tore through the sky. At the end of the sword aura, a majestic and ancient phantom of a heavenly gate actually appeared. The heavenly gate opened, and endless pressure pressed down like an ancient divine mountain, even the sun and moon seemed to be obscured.

"You..." Xiao Shuihan was swept by the sword light, revealing an incredulous expression. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and a sword mark appeared from his brow to his toes, from which a large amount of blood gushed out.

"I am a prince of the Heavenly Immortal Kingdom. If you kill me, my mother will not let you off!" After saying this, Xiao Shuihan's body was torn to pieces, and his death was too gruesome to bear.

"If your mother dares to come, there will probably be one more person in this world who hates chrysanthemums." Lu Hao casually picked up a chrysanthemum, put it to his nose and took a light sniff. Then he looked at the corpse on the ground, sneered, crushed the chrysanthemum with his hand and threw it down.

The broken chrysanthemum petals drifted in the wind, landing on Xiao Shuihan's face and staining it with bright red blood, all of which seemed to foreshadow an ominous event.

Deep within another part of the palace, a graceful and dignified woman, befitting an empress, was soaking in a hot spring. Her skin was as smooth and translucent as jade, and even the shimmering light reflected in the spring water seemed to soften beneath her delicate skin.

With each throw, she exuded mature charm; her delicate arms shimmered with a crystalline sheen, and her jet-black, curly hair floated in the water.

"My Queen, you are so beautiful that I am constantly captivated by your gentle charms." The beaded curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man with a powerful stride walked in, his gaze seemingly glued to her.

"Can't we wait until I've finished bathing?" The Empress turned around, gave him a coquettish glare, and her voice was as melodious as spring water.

"Your Majesty, you are breathtakingly beautiful. I cannot wait any longer." The middle-aged man strode over, his tone full of domineering tenderness.

"After all these years, Your Majesty is still so impatient. My son has been away for several months, and I am always a little worried." The Empress nestled in the middle-aged man's arms, her voice as melodious as a lark's.

"It's alright, I can sense that he's within the Heavenly Immortal Empire's borders, and no one dares to touch him," the middle-aged man said with a light laugh, playing with the empress's nose.

"Stop pinching!" The empress raised her blushing face, her dreamy eyes gazing at the middle-aged man with affection in them.

"No, something ominous seems to be happening!" The Empress suppressed the allure in her eyes, looked towards the horizon, and murmured.

As night fell, after the Empress and Emperor shared a passionate moment, she felt increasingly uneasy and decided to secretly leave the palace to find her eldest son. After all, before becoming Empress, she was a powerful cultivator.

On the other side, Lu Hao was bored out of his mind, so he used his fingers to dig a deep hole in a big tree. His fingers moved so fast that a series of afterimages appeared.

I wonder if this simple-minded empress will ever run into the bored and restless old devil Lu...