My Sword Intent Can Be Infinitely Improved

Su Yang put his fingers together and turned them into sword fingers. He waved them casually in the air, and the sword intent scattered in the courtyard instantly gathered.

At this moment, Li Hei's hair stood on end, and an extreme sense of danger enveloped his entire body.

What was going on?

Looking closely, strands of sword intent wrapped around Su Yang's body, with a hint of floating intent. Before he could react, the sword intent had already attacked him.

Li Hei's hair stood on end and he immediately resisted. He pulled out the Tang sword from his waist and raised his hand.

The impact of the sword intent instantly shattered the martial arts Qi. Then, he pressed forward and sent Li Hei flying.

The sword intent continued to dance, instantly piercing through Li Hei's limbs. Li Hei wanted to struggle, but he couldn't muster any strength.

"So strong…" Being defeated in one move, Li Hei's face was filled with shock and his heart was filled with doubt. Su Yang... He actually comprehended sword essence!

"Hah." Su Yang put away his sword and glanced at a big tree outside the courtyard. In the dark night, something seemed to have left.

"In the middle of the night, they just had to stir up trouble for me. Unfortunately... if they were from the Li family, I could directly take action against them."

There were strict procedures for the extermination of a family, and although Li Hei was probably a member of the Li family, as long as the Li family denied it and Li Hei himself didn't admit it, they could not be exterminated without solid evidence.

Su Yang carried Li Hei all the way to the prison on Spring Wind Street.

"Sir!" When Zhang Hu, who was guarding here, saw Su Yang's arrival, he was also shocked and quickly bowed.

Su Yang nodded and then casually threw Li Hei in front of Zhang Hu. Li Hei did not resist and just moved his body.

"Yes, lock this person next to Li Ming. Watch carefully. He's a Seventh-grade martial artist."

"Alright... Wait, what?" Zhang Hu blinked. Did he hear wrongly?

Seventh-grade martial artist? Was he being carried by the Divine Weapon Master like a dead dog and thrown in front of him? Wasn't the Master Commander not even in the seventh grade yet?

Zhang Hu wanted to ask, but Su Yang had already left. He thought about it and let it go.

Because Li Ming was imprisoned here, it was more important, Su Yang specially arranged for Zhang Hu to guard it. He knew that Zhang Hu wouldn't let Li Ming off.

As for Li Hei…His limbs had been crippled by Su Yang and he could not move at all. He was not a threat.

Zhang Hu stepped forward and lifted him up. He looked at him and realized that he was ugly and not as handsome as Zhang Hu.

"Hey, are you a seventh-grade martial artist?"

Li Hei ignored him.

"Oh, so arrogant. You're not going to answer, huh?" Zhang Hu was instantly displeased. He raised his hand and wanted to give this guy a few slaps.

At this moment, Li Hei glared at Zhang Hu, and his imposing aura forced Zhang Hu to stop. He raised his hand and scratched his head.

Zhang Hu's heart was pounding. His gaze was so sharp? Could he really be in seventh grade?

Carrying Li Hei, Zhang Hu walked inside. After a while, Li Hei was thrown into a cell with a bang.

The loud noise woke Li Ming up from his sleep. He looked at Zhang Hu unhappily.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Hu was even more displeased, "I haven't done anything to you yet. Don't even think about sleeping tonight."

Thinking back to how he had been humiliated, Zhang Hu was instantly enraged. He immediately decided to give Li Ming a show tonight.

At this moment, Li Ming's attention was not on Zhang Hu at all. He looked at the person who had just entered the cell next to him in disbelief.

"Uncle Li Hei…Is it really you?"

As Li Yijiang's trusted aide, he naturally knew Li Hei. The Li Heizi that he had trained actually had the intention of training Li Heizi as Li Hei. He wanted to have a capable confidant in the future.

"Third Young Master, I'm afraid I can't save you." Li Hei said in shame. Li Ming felt a little uneasy. What exactly happened?

Then, Li Hei got rid of everything.

A moment later. He heard a despondent sitting sound in the prison.

It was over… Everything was over…

...

It was already late at night outside, but Li Yijiang couldn't sleep no matter what. The feeling of uneasiness made him very uncomfortable.

"What's going on... Is Old Hei back?"

"No? How is that possible!"

Inside the room, Li Yijiang immediately understood what was wrong: Something happened to Li Hei!

As his confidant, he knew Li Hei very well. If nothing had happened, he would have returned in time.

No matter what, Li Yijiang was someone who had seen great storms. Although the current situation was extremely disadvantageous to him, he still had a trump card. There was still a chance for everything to turn around.

He quickly opened a secret compartment in the room. There was a spiritual talisman and a blood talisman inside. Li Yijiang activated his Genuine Qi and ignited the two talismans. In a short while, the two pieces of talisman paper were burned to ashes.

" It's not over yet..."

...

The next day, Su Yang repeated his daily sword swing in the courtyard.

[Sword Intent proficiency +1, Sword Intent level increased.]

[Current Sword Intent Level: Lv. 11]

"Hoo..."

In an instant, the sword intent became several times richer, which meant that his strength had also increased by several times.

[Tianqin Sword] 𝘣𝑒𝑑𝘯𝘰𝘷𝑒𝘭．𝑜𝘳𝘨

[Sword Intent: LV11 (0/11000)]

[Sword Technique: None]

[Will of All Living Beings: 0]

Su Yang checked the interface. Even if his current sword intent could not match a sixth-grade opponent, he could only wield his sword for three more days at most and his sword intent would increase to Lv. 12.

Now, he was more curious about what the will of all living beings could do. According to the current situation, the reward would probably be given after the punishment of Li Ming and the others was completed.

In the past two days, Su Yang also studied the will of all living beings. It was probably the common thought and prayer of many people.

There had to be many people who wanted the same thing, and the idea had to be strong to succeed.

Were there no people in Pingshan City who bore a grudge against the Li family?

There must have been, but overall, the Li family hadn't done anything too excessive. There might not have been enough people who wanted to see the Li family destroyed, their thoughts might not have been strong enough, so no mission appeared.

However, Li Ming was different. He had gone too far. Not only were there many people who hated him, but they also hated him intensely. Therefore, the will of all living beings appeared.

There was also the most crucial core: The conditions for the will of all living beings to appear. According to his memories, he could only see the aura of the will of all living beings after inheriting the official position of his father, the original owner of this world. Did that mean that he had to have an official position in a place in order to see the will of all living beings in a place and resolve it to obtain benefits?

Su Yang looked at the white gas floating above Ping Shan City and gradually understood. After thinking for a moment, Su Yang continued to swing his sword in the courtyard.

As for the assassin they caught last night… It was obvious that they were sent by the Li family. They probably wouldn't be able to get anything out of them, so they might as well wait for two days and kill them together with Li Ming and the others.

As he waved his sword, Su Yang determined this person's fate. He could swing his sword four thousand times for eight hours a day. Perhaps…In order to quickly increase his strength, he could work harder.

The main problem was whether his body could withstand it. His body was only slightly better than a mortal body. The three-foot-long sword in his hand weighed three pounds. It was already very good that he could do this with one hand.

Due to the high intensity of the sword swing, it was inevitable to use medicinal liquids and ointment to treat his arms. Fortunately, the healing medicine in this high martial arts world was very good and could help him recover quickly.

The sword intent could not directly strengthen his body. If it was too powerful and he could not control it accurately, he would be the one injured. Perhaps he could make a body-tempering sword move later.

The standard 4,000 swings of the sword in a day had already exhausted his body.