Sun Qin couldn’t help but feel so regret. Had he known his cousin’s Pupil Skill was so terrifying, he wouldn’t have used it. He hadn’t even had his fill of fun yet, and this bastard was about to et a bitter end! It was too cheap a death for him!
"I... ugh..." As Sun Qin began to withdraw most of his force, changing his fist into a claw, he prepared to speak but found he was unable to utter a word. A hand like an iron pincer had grasped his throat.
"Stop!" a woman’s terrified voice rang out. "Ning Xuan, I’m from the Ye Family! As long as you let my son go, I’ll guaran—"
CRACK!
Before she could finish, the sound of splintering bone echoed. Sun Qin’s arrogance and conceit had led to a montary lapse in concentration, and it cost him his life. The woman, too, sounded as if she had been suddenly choked, her voice coming to a sharp halt. She never imagined that even after announcing her identity and pleading for rcy, Ning Xuan would still dare to attack.
"You... you... you little beast, what have you done?!" the middle-aged man beside her roared, preparing to strike in a frenzy of hatred.
PFFT!
The space before him suddenly tore open. A sword flew out and bisected him. Blood splashed across the face of the woman standing next to him. She turned her head, wooden with shock. The man split by the sword was her husband. First her son, now her husband. After a mont of stunned silence, a terrifying aura erupted from her body.
"AHHH! You little beast, I’ll kill—"
PFFT!
This ti, a sword descended from the heavens, piercing straight through her skull.
Everyone was stunned. This is just too damn outrageous, isn’t it?! Sun Qin was killed in one blow because he was careless, but this couple were both King Realm powerhouses! That’s right! He’s a Sword Cultivator! He must have been preparing to strike all along; otherwise, his sword couldn’t have pierced through the void to kill in a single blow!
"There we go. A family should be together," Ning Xuan said, nodding in satisfaction as he looked at the corpses before him.
The onlookers who had regained their senses felt their mouths twitch. Together my ass! You bastard, did you kill their entire family just so you could say that line?!
Ning Xuan’s gaze then shifted toward Kong Wei. Kong Wei instinctively recoiled. A middle-aged man behind him, who shared his features, instantly retreated, as if terrified of being associated with him.
Ning Xuan curled his lip. "Aren’t you going to make a move?"
A sword shimred in and out of existence above his head. Seeing this, not one of the dozen or so King Realm experts dared to move. This bastard is a Sword Cultivator, and his sword is terrifyingly powerful. None of them dared to act rashly. Ning Xuan, rely at the Second Layer of the Heavenly Realm, stood before a group of King Realm powerhouses, looking down on them all with just a single sword. It was a truly shocking scene.
「High Heaven」
Far above, Yun Wangshu stared blankly at the languid figure, her expression dazed. Originally, I thought Ning Xuan was facing a life-or-death crisis, but this is how it turned out! This feels so unreal!
Soon, her tense body relaxed. That little guy is as sly as a fox; who knows what he has up his sleeve. His opponents are the ones who should be praying for their lives!
As if to confirm her suspicions, Ning Xuan suddenly attacked below. A King Realm expert was slain on the spot.
Even Yun Wangshu, who had been ntally prepared, was sowhat astonished. That King Realm expert had just started speaking, and with a smile on his face, no less! It looked like he was about to surrender. And he was killed just like that?!
"Poor fellow." After shaking her head, Yun Wangshu looked at the others with sympathy. "As for the rest of you, I’m afraid this has cast a shadow on your hearts, hasn’t it?"
And indeed, it had. Down at the standoff, when Ning Xuan struck without warning, the remaining experts were stunned for a mont before growing frantic.
"He was about to..." soone began to explain. To guard against a sudden assault from Ning Xuan, he was on full alert. But it was all for naught. The sword he had been focused on remained perfectly still, yet a sharp weapon pierced his heart from behind.
WHOOSH!
With a wave of his hand, Ning Xuan summoned the deadly weapon back to his palm, where it reford into a Sword Pill. When the remaining Martial Artists got a good look at it, their vision went black. For fuck’s sake! Do you have to be so damn sneaky? He has another sword!
One of them was so angry his lips trembled.
SPLAT!
The Sword Pill moved again, tearing through the void and slaughtering him.
"AHHH! You’ve gone too far! He didn’t do anything! Why did you kill him?!" one of the n nearby could no longer hold back. With blood rushing to his head, he disregarded the consequences, pointing a trembling finger at Ning Xuan as he accused him.
Ning Xuan replied matter-of-factly, "His lips were moving. I suspected he was secretly communicating, telling you all to attack together. My strength is ager, so I had no choice but to strike first in self-defense."
As soon as he finished speaking, several people clapped their hands over their mouths. Trembling lips ans he was sending a secret ssage? For fuck’s sake! Does this asshole have a persecution complex?! And another thing! Have you no sha?! You can one-shot a King Realm expert just like that, and you call that ’ager strength’?! Good heavens! If that’s ager strength, then what are we?! He’s such a bully!
So were furious but dared not speak. Others simply stared with resentful eyes. As a result...
SPLAT!
After one man’s gaze t Ning Xuan’s, he saw a light expand infinitely in his vision. Then, his world lost all color, fading to gray. As life faded, his mind was filled with resentnt. All I did was take one extra glance from the crowd, and I don’t even get to leave any last words!
BOOM! RUMBLE!
A thunderous sound suddenly erupted from within one King Realm Martial Artist’s body, and the rest quickly followed suit. As King Realm experts, they disdained ganging up on soone. But if they let this bastard continue, he would pick them off one by one!
BANG!
Before the Majestic Pressure of the King Realm Martial Artists could fully form, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky.
SPLAT!
Three of them were sent flying. The next mont, a person appeared beside Ning Xuan. It was Yun Wangshu, dressed in a practical, tight-fitting outfit. She was a Dao Xuan Master. Given enough ti, she had countless thods at her disposal, and this situation provided her the perfect opportunity.
"A whole group of you ganging up on a child. Aren’t you ashad?" Yun Wangshu taunted as she scanned the crowd.
"Shit! Are you blind?! Which one of your eyes saw us ganging up on him?!" soone couldn’t help but burst out. Yun Wangshu was gorgeous, but who could stand her showing up and spouting such blatant lies?! We’re the victims here, okay?! Besides, we noticed her a while ago but didn’t think much of it. Who would’ve guessed she was a Dao Xuan Master?! Fucking hell!
Yun Wangshu raised an eyebrow. "Both my eyes..."
Before she could finish, the head of the man who had cursed at her went flying. At the sa ti, Ning Xuan’s voice rang out, "You can curse . I can tolerate that. But you can’t curse my sister!"
Yun Wangshu was stunned for a mont before breaking into a sweet smile.
The remaining martial artists on the other side felt the urge to beat their chests and roar at the heavens. A mont ago, you killed a man because his lips were trembling and another for looking at you too long. And now you say you can tolerate being cursed?! Lies flow from your mouth so easily, and you don’t even blush. What kind of shaless bastard are you?!
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