A cold, sharp light flared in Luo ng’s furious eyes, like tangible blades bursting forth.
Ever since he was young, he had displayed an astonishing and brilliant talent.
A Profound Tier Ninth Grade Martial Soul—the Fiery Demon Blade!
After stepping into the True Martial Realm, he had even successfully comprehended Blazing Fire Saber Intent.
Now, his cultivation had reached the True Martial Realm Ninth Stage!
He could even hold his own against an average Heavenly Destiny Realm expert. He was hailed as the second-greatest genius of the Luo Family’s current generation, second only to his monstrously talented older brother, Luo Qing!
In the past...
Even in the Saint Martial Sword Sect, a place teeming with geniuses and crowded with experts, he held a significant position.
Who would dare not show him so respect?
But now...
Despite him having already spoken out to stop it, Jiang Chen had still struck with the force of a thunderbolt, killing Lin Chong right in front of him.
This was, without a doubt, a vicious slap to his face!
Watching Jiang Chen take the Storage Ring from Lin Chong’s hand, a cold light flickered in Luo ng’s eyes. His face twitched, contorting into a savage grimace, and his somber voice dripped with chilling killing intent. "You’re dead. In heaven or on earth, no one can save you now!"
"Lin Chong said the sa thing to just now. As for how he ended up, see for yourself!"
Jiang Chen glanced at Luo ng and tossed Lin Chong’s corpse to the ground. It kicked up a cloud of dust, as if silently mocking Luo ng.
The corners of Luo ng’s mouth twitched, and his tightly clenched fists CRACKED. "You’ve got so nerve, kid! Do you really think you’re invincible?"
Although both Luo ng and Lin Chong were Core Disciples.
Lin Chong had only just t the requirents to be a Core Disciple. Luo ng, however, was far more powerful; he was even sowhat famous among the Core Disciples of the Saint Martial Sword Sect.
Even though Jiang Chen had just slain Lin Chong, Luo ng was still fully confident he could cut Jiang Chen down with his blade!
"Enough talk. I heard people call you a natural-born swordsman. Draw your blade!" Jiang Chen said coldly.
"Since you’re so hell-bent on dying, I’ll grant your wish!"
Luo ng nodded and shaped his hand like a blade. "However," he said flatly, "with your level of strength, you’re not worthy of drawing my blade. I only need my palm as a blade to kill you!"
"So much bullshit. Eat my fist first—Flood Dragon Soaring to Heaven!"
With a cold shout, Jiang Chen was the first to strike with a ferocious punch.
ROAR—
A golden Flood Dragon Fist Shadow shot out.
The `Eight Celestial Dragon Divine Fist` was an Earth-Tier Martial Skill, its power imnse and its presence overwhelming. Even soone as arrogant as Luo ng couldn’t help but nod. "What a fine Flood Dragon Soaring to Heaven. This Fist Technique is so exquisite, it must be at least an Advanced Profound Tier Martial Skill. I won’t kill you outright. I’ll capture you alive and force this Martial Skill out of you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo ng also launched his attack with the force of a thunderbolt.
His hand beca a blade as he chopped down with his palm.
SWISH—
In an instant, his palm was enveloped in a layer of crimson True Essence. Blazing tongues of fire erupted from the True Essence, coalescing into a crimson Palm Blade dozens of ters long that cleaved through the air.
BOOM!
Even though it was just a Palm Blade, it still unleashed an incomparably terrifying power.
The mont the fist shadow and Palm Blade collided, the crimson flas beca incredibly violent, actually slicing the Flood Dragon Fist Shadow in two.
’This is bad!’
Jiang Chen’s pupils shrank. He stomped on the air and retreated rapidly.
The aftershock of the Palm Blade rained down.
RUMBLE—
The earth trembled and dust billowed. When everything settled, a fissure five ters wide, over thirty ters long, and a ter deep had appeared on the ground.
The earth on both sides of the fissure had been burned to ash.
Black smoke billowed out from it.
HISS—
The powerful strike elicited a wave of shocked gasps.
Even Yun Jianshen narrowed his eyes, a strange light flashing within them. ’As expected of a natural-born swordsman. Luo ng’s strength is astonishing. Even if I were to face him, I’m afraid I’d be slightly inferior!’
"I didn’t expect Luo ng to be this strong."
A grave expression appeared on Aunt Yun’s pale face. She said in a low voice, "Although that boy Jiang Chen has astonishing talent, the gap in cultivation between him and Luo ng is too large. I’m afraid he’s going to lose this fight."
Hearing this, Xiaoo Qingyi’s expression changed slightly. Her eyes filled with deep worry, and she clasped her jade-white hands together. Her clear, pleasant voice called out, "Brother Chen, you have to be careful!"
"Don’t worry, Qingyi! This guy isn’t qualified to kill !" Jiang Chen grinned at her. "Wait for to slaughter him, and then I’ll listen to you play your qin!"
"Okay!"
Xiaoo Qingyi nodded and said earnestly, "I just learned an ancient lody. When you return victorious, Brother Chen, I’ll play it for you!"
"Alright!"
Jiang Chen laughed heartily, his fighting spirit soaring.
Glares burning with jealousy landed on Jiang Chen.
Ever since Xiaoo Qingyi appeared, her devastatingly beautiful face had captivated everyone present.
But now...
She was actually worried about Jiang Chen, cheering him on. How could this not make people jealous?
Even Luo ng couldn’t help but clench his fists. His gaze on Jiang Chen grew even more grim and cold. ’What right does this kid have to earn Miss Qingyi’s favor? No... Miss Qingyi belongs to ! You little bastard aren’t qualified to have her favor at all.’
"Idiot. Soone like you wants to win over Qingyi? Why don’t you take a piss and look at your own reflection..." Jiang Chen sneered.
"You..."
Luo ng’s face darkened.
His appearance had always been a sore spot. For Jiang Chen to bring it up now was like rubbing salt in the wound, completely enraging him.
SHING—
The piercing ring of a blade being drawn sounded as Luo ng pulled the Battle Blade from its sheath.
It was a crimson Battle Blade!
Golden Inscriptions were carved upon it, standing out strikingly against the crimson blade.
The mont the Battle Blade was drawn, its sharp edge erupted with a terrifying cold light.
An Advanced Profound Tier Weapon—the Tiger Demon Mountain-breaking Saber!
This saber was forged from the hardest bones of a Tier Two High-Level Demon Beast, the Red Fla Demon Tiger. It was inscribed with three layers of Tier Two Inscriptions, all of which amplified fire, increasing his combat power by a full seventy percent!
The mont the Tiger Demon Mountain-breaking Saber appeared, its cold glint was so brilliant it was blinding!
"Kid, once I draw my blade, your death is certain. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Show your weapon!" Luo ng said nonchalantly, holding the Tiger Demon Mountain-breaking Saber.
Jiang Chen took a deep breath.
With a flip of his palm, the Qingfeng Sword appeared in his hand as he stared at Luo ng.
One held a saber, like an unparalleled swordsman who dominated the world; the other gripped a sword, like a peerless swordsman t in a narrow pass!
A surging wind from the blade emanated from the Tiger Demon Mountain-breaking Saber, while sharp Sword Qi swept out from the Qingfeng Sword.
The blade’s wind and the Sword Qi collided in the space between the two.
HISSSS—
Terrifying waves of energy swept out in all directions. The fierce wind kicked up sand and dust, which slowly settled back to the ground.
As the last grain of sand hit the ground.
The two of them, at almost the exact sa mont, activated their Saber Technique and Sword Technique...
"Gale Break!"
"Fiery Sun Slash!"
A sphere of Sword Qi erupted forth, while the Blazing Fire blade-light shone like the blazing sun.
The two attacks collided at incredible speed.
BOOM—
The blade-light and Sword Qi dissipated at the sa ti.
The clash of their first moves was actually an even match!
"Your Sword Technique is quite good, but there’s no way you can block this next strike!" Luo ng smiled nonchalantly and swung his saber again. "Mountain-Crushing Slash!"
SWISH—
Two full beams of blade-light cut through the air toward him.
Jiang Chen’s gaze was icy as he raised his sword to et them. "Wind God Extre!"
WHOOSH—
This sword strike stirred up a wild wind, sending out wave after wave of sharp, unending Sword Qi.
However...
As powerful as Wind God Extre was, it was still easily destroyed by the peerless blade-light.
The first beam of blade-light broke through the vast Sword Qi Storm, and the second followed close behind.
Jiang Chen had no ti to dodge, let alone change his move. He could only raise his sword to block.
CLANG—
The blade-light hacked down heavily on the Qingfeng Sword.
SNAP!
With a crisp sound, the Qingfeng Sword broke. The blade-light paused for an instant before falling. In that nick of ti, Jiang Chen pulled back, retreating a hundred ters, but a gash was still cut across his chest, fresh blood staining his robes.
Circulating his True Essence to seal the wound, Jiang Chen looked down at the broken sword in his hand, his expression grim.
Luo ng laughed loudly, standing with his saber in hand. "Kid, even your sword is broken. What are you going to fight with now?"
"Brother Chen..."
Xiaoo Qingyi’s face was pale with anxiety. She looked at Aunt Yun beside her and pleaded, "Aunt Yun, can you step in and save Brother Chen?"
Just as Aunt Yun was about to nod, her expression faltered. A look of surprise and doubt appeared in her eyes as she said in a low voice, "Wait a little longer... It seems your little boyfriend still has an ace up his sleeve!"
"Hm?"
Xiaoo Qingyi froze for a mont, then looked toward Jiang Chen.
CLANG!
Jiang Chen tossed the broken sword aside and shook his head lightly. "I didn’t want to use this, but you’ve forced my hand. I can’t hide my skills any longer. This is the first ti I’ve used it since I obtained it... Luo ng, you should feel honored. You will be the first genius it slays after reappearing in the world!"
Before his voice had faded, Jiang Chen’s hands ford a Seal Technique. He brought them together in front of his chest, then slowly pulled them apart.
A pitch-black light pulsed between his palms, and the shadow of a sword gradually materialized.
Jiang Chen’s gaze suddenly beca sharp, and his icy voice seed to announce the arrival of an invincible, venerable sword...
"Co forth, Demon Sword—Spirit Slayer!"
PS: Damn, I finally finished the fourth Chapter update! Little Tian has to go to sleep. If I don’t sleep now, the sun will be up. I’ll try to update during the day from now on. Goodnight, everyone!
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