Seeing so many sword techniques failing to take down a re junior of the Immortal Spirit Realm, Zhuo Bufan's jade-green eyes were filled with cold light, with a hint of unease deep within.
At this mont, the dicinal power of the Blood Spirit Pill he took was gradually fading, and now he must fight quickly so as to kill this little beast promptly.
"You little beast, I want you dead!"
Zhuo Bufan's eyes were icy cold as he wildly channeled the spiritual power within him into the Wind Roar Sword, the crisp sound of the wind roar echoing across heaven and earth.
"Wind Roar Nine Extres Slash!"
Zhuo Bufan wielded the Wind Roar Sword, slashing furiously at Qin Yang.
Whoosh!
Heaven and earth, accompanied by the sound of the wind roar, nine cyan sword auras asuring a hundred feet long whistled towards Qin Yang.
"Haha, still using that move, if you were at your peak perhaps you could battle head-on with full force, but now you injure, you're no match for ."
Qin Yang chuckled lightly, a cold light flashing in his eyes as well.
"Let this one sword decide life and death!"
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
Suddenly, thunder light surrounded Qin Yang, and in his Dantian, the nine-colored Spiritual Power Lake surged, domineering Thunder Spiritual Power pouring into the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword completely.
Buzz~!
The resounding dragon roar echoed, and a domineering Thunder Dragon Sword Aura surged from the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, the sword aura also reaching a hundred feet long.
As the Thunder Dragon's Double Thunder Pupils opened on the Thunder Dragon Sword Aura, heaven and earth seed to be perated with thunder light.
"Thunder Shock Sword Skill, third stance, A Flash of Sword Light Shines Across the Nine States!"
Qin Yang shouted, his hair fluttering, each strand radiating sizzling thunder light, thunder light silver snakes coiling around his robes, his eyes sparkling silver and filled with a domineering aura.
Swish swish swish!
Heaven and earth, those nine sharp cyan sword auras cleaved towards Qin Yang relentlessly.
Whoosh!
Qin Yang swung his right hand, that Thunder Dragon Sword Aura asuring a hundred feet long swept decisively through those nine cyan sword auras.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Thunder Dragon Sword Aura released the dragon roar resonating over heaven and earth, cleaving down on those cyan sword auras, under the domineering thunder light, the nine cyan sword auras all shattered, dispersing into the sky in cyan light scatters.
Such was the might of one sword, domineeringly powerful!
When those nine cyan sword auras dispersed into scattered light points across heaven and earth.
Whoosh!
A flash of thunder light streaked across the sky leaving a blurred afterimage, approaching Zhuo Bufan in an instant.
"You little beast, you..."
In Zhuo Bufan's terrified eyes, a flash of thunder light sword aura already pierced directly into Zhuo Bufan's Dantian, the next mont, the domineering Thunder Spiritual Power utterly destroyed Zhuo Bufan's Dantian, leaving his abdon a blood hole.
"Poof!"
Zhuo Bufan spurted out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"I, a venerable, actually fell at the hands of a little beast in the Immortal Spirit Realm... I am unwilling...!"
Zhuo Bufan's eyes were full of resentnt and unwillingness.
However, his Dantian shattered, the domineering Thunder Spiritual Power rampaged inside Zhuo Bufan, the light in his eyes swiftly faded.
"Bla your poor parenting, letting Zhuoyue repeatedly cause trouble."
Qin Yang's gaze turned indifferent, and then, he pulled out the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in his hand.
Thud!
Zhuo Bufan's body fell from the sky directly, "bang" onto the ground, smashing into a deep pit.
"Dead?!"
Looking at the silhouette within the pit, everyone present was shaken, their expressions varied, their eyes all carried a hint of shock.
Just earlier, during that earth-shaking sword aura clash, they only saw the thunder light sword aura raging across heaven and earth.
As the thunder light dimd, the white-clothed figure's Treasure Sword already plunged into Zhuo Bufan's Dantian.
"Gulp."
"Zhuo Lord has been killed by him!"
"He actually killed Zhuo Lord..."
"..."
A group of cultivators, many swallowed saliva with difficulty, raising their heads together to look at the thunder-light-emitting figure in mid-air, their faces terrified.
Even though Zhuo Bufan was gravely injured, but as a veteran Immortal Venerable Realm powerhouse, he enjoyed renown over a decade as Wind Ridge Town's Lord, now dead at the hands of a young man under twenty.
Elder Chi Huo and Elder Qingmu's faces turned exceptionally grim too, looking at that figure in the sky, their old eyes filled with deep fear.
"Chi Huo, we..."
Elder Qingmu's expression was grim, spoke.
This young man could slay Zhuo Lord, to make a move against them, likely wouldn't take much effort.
"If needed, we can only fight it out, fall here."
Elder Chi Huo gritted his teeth, a trace of helplessness in his voice spoke.
Whoosh!
Under the gazes filled with imnse apprehension from the crowd, Qin Yang's figure flashed, landing next to the pit where Zhuo Bufan's corpse lay.
Seeing Qin Yang landing, the group of cultivators dared not even breathe, just looked at the white-clothed figure as the thunder light retracted into his body.
Whoosh!
A suction force surged from Qin Yang's right palm, Zhuo Bufan's Storage Bag fell into Qin Yang's hand.
Watching Qin Yang take Zhuo Bufan's Storage Bag, the cultivators' brows twitched, eyes filled with envy, Zhuo Bufan had been Wind Ridge Town's Lord for over a decade, his wealth was substantial.
"Brother Qin, you're truly amazing, you actually killed Zhuo Bufan..."
None of the cultivators spoke, only the chubby man approached with shock and excitent, that scene just now was indeed too overwhelming, one sword felled an Immortal Venerable Realm cultivator.
"Hmm."
Qin Yang smiled slightly, then, his brow furrowed slightly, his gaze suddenly focused, surveying the remaining twenty-odd cultivators present.
"By the way, is there any trouble in killing Zhuo Bufan?"
Qin Yang's gaze turned to the chubby man asking.
Upon hearing Qin Yang's question, the expressions of the twenty-odd cultivators all changed, this implied aning they understood, if there was trouble, the young man might not mind erasing them.
"Zhuo Bufan was Wind Ridge Town's Lord, his death would probably only be investigated by the City Lord's Mansion of Celestial Cyan City, though there should be no major trouble.
The City Lord's Mansion isn't likely to go all out for a dead lord. However, Brother Qin will surely be a key investigative focus by the City Lord's Mansion, under close scrutiny."
The chubby man contemplated and said.
Nowadays in the Great Xia Dynasty, sects are rampant, the royal family's power sowhat declining, the Royal Capital has to let outsiders govern certain towns, those lords just need to submit enough spirit stones and resources annually.
In hundreds of towns, there are lords falling unexpectedly every year, so such events are not too uncommon.
Zhuo Bufan is dead, the City Lord's Mansion shouldn't actively pursue revenge for him, just elect another lord, but they'd still investigate who killed Zhuo Lord.
"Oh? So the City Lord's Mansion will still investigate ?"
Qin Yang nodded, his gaze shifted, looking at the remaining cultivators, his eyes contemplative.
Now that Qin Yang has conflicted with the Blood Evil Sect, he doesn't want to draw the City Lord's Mansion's attention too.
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