"I’ve co to kill you."
With this simple statent, the atmosphere on the scene imdiately beca extrely tense.
In Taifeng City, all the cultivators looked up towards the fifth heaven, having clearly heard Mo Wangchen’s words.
Tianlan Saint Jiang Jiuyun, possessing the Reverse Life Bloodline, was a true top-tier king among the younger generation in the world.
Many people believed that this ti, he had the greatest chance of winning the title.
This should have been a potential formidable enemy that no one wanted to provoke, yet at this mont, Mo Wangchen stood before the Tianlan Saint.
"Do you think you can kill ?"
Mo Wangchen’s words didn’t anger Tianlan Saint; instead, he couldn’t help but laugh.
"How would I know if I don’t try?" Mo Wangchen also chuckled, his expression as calm as a mountain.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
However, just as his voice fell, a gust of fierce wind suddenly rose in the scene.
The dust flew, and then, behind Mo Wangchen, a figure in black slowly stepped forward.
It was a man with a sword, like a sword himself—sharp and fierce. An imnse Sword Force radiated from him, giving the impression that this young man in black was born with the sword, no longer human, but a truly sharp sword!
"If you wish to kill the Saint Heir, you must first get past ."
The man stepped forward, stopping five steps away from Mo Wangchen. Though his voice was soft, it carried an extre chill, making this portion of the void grow noticeably colder.
"Who is this person?"
In Taifeng City, the crowd clearly noticed the man in black who had appeared, and many faces showed expressions of bewildernt.
In their impression, anyone of note in the world’s four domains was usually recognizable and known by na.
Yet, this man in black seed unfamiliar; most importantly, the aura emanating from him was like he had beco a sword, a testant to his high attainnt in Sword Dao, likely not inferior to Jian Yi of the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land!
"Could he be the legendary Ghost Sword Liu Haoran?!"
A Northern Desolate practitioner exclaid, showing a look of great surprise on his face.
"Ghost Sword Liu Haoran?"
Others heard this and grew even more curious, as the title and the na were evidently unfamiliar to them.
"Ghost Sword Liu Haoran? Does such a person truly exist?" An elder from the Northern Desolate also exclaid, unable to hold back his words.
"Legend has it that Tianlan Saint has been secretly cultivating a group of geniuses called the Ghost Servants, extrely fearso killing machines who have resolved many troubles in the dark for the Saint over the years. The most famous among them is this Liu Haoran, whose swift sword has transcended the mortal realm, his movents elusive. Many prodigies who died young in the Northern Desolate were likely killed by Liu Haoran."
"Moreover, his thods are clean and efficient, leaving no traces behind, hence the na Ghost Sword!"
Many cultivators from the Northern Desolate also spoke up; it was evident that they had all heard about Liu Haoran to so extent.
But it remained a hidden existence, one not appearing in the public eye over the years, making him a legendary figure.
"Even now, you dare not fight ?"
Liu Haoran’s appearance made Mo Wangchen frown slightly. He did not turn to face the other but kept his gaze fixed on the Tianlan Saint.
Hearing this, the Tianlan Saint shook his head, "I, Jiang Jiuyun, have been undefeated my whole life and never feared battle. It’s not that I don’t dare; it’s just that in my view, you still aren’t qualified to make take action."
"Do you think he can stop ?" Mo Wangchen glanced sideways, catching a glimpse of Liu Haoran out of the corner of his eye.
The Tianlan Saint smiled, "Haoran has been by my side since childhood; I know his growth well. I’ve heard you once defeated the leading of the Eastern Desolate’s Seven Swords of Heavenly Martial. In my view, should Haoran confront Jian Yi, it would take at most three moves to kill him."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but express surprise. Though Jian Yi wasn’t of Quasi-Saint Level, he was undeniably a top-tier expert beneath a Saint Heir. Could Liu Haoran truly be this powerful?
Defeating Jian Yi within three moves—if the Tianlan Saint wasn’t exaggerating, it proved Liu Haoran’s Sword Dao indeed defied imagination.
"In this fifth heaven, our cultivation has been raised to the Fifth Level of the Ancient God Realm. In a battle of the sa level, I consider myself invincible. Not just him, even if it were you, I fear nothing." After expressing surprise, Mo Wangchen’s face soon returned to calm, and a light of extre confidence burst from his eyes.
Being invincible in the sa realm was not rely an idle boast.
The power of the Divine King Body was sothing Mo Wangchen understood deeply, not to ntion his extraordinary accomplishnts in both Sword Dao and Array Path.
Most importantly, in his possession was the true Saint Item from Eternal Mountain, the Heavenly God Pen!
Be it Liu Haoran or the Reverse Life Bloodline, today, all will be settled here.
"Throughout the ages, who dares to claim invincibility? Though I’ve not been in this world long, it’s the first ti I’ve heard such confidence from soone like you."
Before the Tianlan Saint could respond, Liu Haoran’s cold voice ca from behind Mo Wangchen. At the sa ti, an even stronger, sharp aura emanated from him, as if he had transford into a true Divine Sword, ready to be unsheathed.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the void trembled as infinite, mighty Sword Force erupted. In Mo Wangchen’s hand, the Dao Heaven Sword appeared, and he abruptly turned, slashing his sword downward. The overwhelming Sword Qi swept over like a surging river, engulfing the entire area as it rushed toward Liu Haoran.
"Let see how capable soone who claims to kill Jian Yi within three moves really is." Mo Wangchen activated his Divine Sea, unleashing his power at the peak of the Fifth Level of the Ancient God Realm.
"Sss!"
The Sword Light flickered as Liu Haoran’s Treasure Sword was unsheathed; instantly, the Sword Force perating this heaven and earth grew more terrifying, causing the entire sky to lose its color.
An invisible power of intent rged into his sword, and Liu Haoran imdiately unleashed his Sword Intent without reservation. It was his usual style, as soone who operated in shadow, Liu Haoran never underestimated his enemy.
Even if tasked with assassinating an Immortal Realm figure below the God Realm, he would always deploy his full power at the first opportunity, ensuring success beyond doubt!
"Crack, crack, crack..."
At the mont his Sword Intent was unleashed, the overwhelming Sword Qi ford by Mo Wangchen’s slash was instantly dismantled and collapsed.
"Kill!"
Liu Haoran shouted, his body darting forward like a ghost, actively forcing his way toward Mo Wangchen. His speed was so fast that no one could clearly see his figure, leaving behind trails of afterimages wherever he passed.
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