Chapter 1758: Chapter 1759: The True King! (Part 2)

"Do you think you’ve got me cornered?"

Xiao Juanyun growled in a low voice. Though Han Su was undeniably strong, if he risked some consequences, he might not fail to escape successfully.

"Then why not find out?"

Han Su sneered coldly, evidently intent on killing.

Suddenly, the void rippled, and everyone fixed their eyes on it, becoming extremely vigilant.

A total of ten people had entered the Light Gate; aside from their group of seven, the remaining were Yie Ming from Tianchuan Sword Mansion, Luo Hanzhou from Beihai Domain, and Ling Feng from Eastern Spirit Domain.

Setting Yie Ming aside, Luo Hanzhou and Ling Feng had relatively good relations with Du Yue Heaven Palace.

"It’s you!"

Upon clearly seeing the newcomer’s appearance, killing intent surged in Han Su’s eyes, and he chuckled grimly, "Haha, so it’s you, just perfect, I’ve been looking for you! The disgrace of Dragon Sword Mansion from last time shall be settled now!"

He didn’t regard Xiao Juanyun’s strength highly.

Especially within the Great Wilderness Ruins, where Sword Essence was suppressed; thus, the decisive factor was mainly swordsmanship proficiency.

Here, he was the true king!

The invincible king!

"Brother Ling!"

Xiao Juanyun leaped, landing beside Ling Feng, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, vigilantly fixing his gaze on the opposite Han Su, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Ling, this Han Su is tough to handle. If we fight together, we might still have a chance!"

"Hahaha, naive, too naive!"

Han Su laughed heartily, "Two ants together are still ants! Very well, let me crush your naive fantasies with my sword! Keh-keh-keh—"

A grim laugh came forth, Han Su’s tongue grazed his Sword Edge, and his cold gaze fixed on Ling Feng and Xiao Juanyun, full of ferocity, as if staring at prey.

"Something’s wrong. Han Su must have gained some kind of opportunity on the twelfth floor of Sunset Ancient City; his swordsmanship has become even more terrifying! Brother Ling, I’ll hold him off; you leave first!"

Xiao Juanyun furrowed his brows, thinking the situation was of his making that dragged Ling Feng into it; naturally, he had to bear the brunt.

"Can you really escape? Keh-keh-keh—"

Han Su’s movement technique was like lightning, in an instant, he was already in front of Ling Feng.

He thrust out a sword, the chilling killing intent made one feel as if plunged into an ice cellar.

Indeed a master!

To reach such a level with swordsmanship alone, it must be said that Han Su could be considered a prodigy.

Ling Feng stood still, not moving an inch, merely sneering coldly, "Did I say I was going to run? Sooner or later, we’d meet; better to settle it early and save trouble!"

"Hmph, kid, I think you’re feverish and delirious!"

Han Su continued his cold laughter, as the Sword Edge seemed to tear through the void.

"Die!"

A storm of sword light enveloped Ling Feng, like Ten Thousand Waves, surging and roaring.

Ling Feng’s figure was like a lone boat in the expanse, a large wave could consign him to oblivion at any moment.

"Be careful, Brother Ling." Xiao Juanyun’s face changed drastically, couldn’t help but shout a warning.

"Is being careful useful?"

A remaining disciple of Dragon Sword Mansion laughed, "Senior Brother Han’s Hidden Ink Sword Technique has reached the Transformation Realm; this kid is doomed!"

Just as the disciple said, in the eyes of the crowd, Ling Feng seemed unable to dodge, standing dumbly as if resigned to his fate.

In their eyes, Ling Feng appeared like meat on the chopping board, ready for slaughter.

Unbeknownst to them, in these ruins, the true king has always been just one!

The Eye of Heaven, Insightful Duplication!

Without Sword Essence, without Elemental Power, without Qi Blood Power, all that remains are sword moves, Fist Techniques, Leg Techniques, movement techniques; in Ling Feng’s eyes, regardless of your style, they are all nothing but flaws.

Just a matter of more or fewer flaws.

Thinking of confronting Ling Feng with martial techniques alone?

Not just Han Su, even if a Divine came, it would still be impossible!

Zing!

A blinding sword light flashed, in the next instant, Han Su’s movements came to an abrupt stop.

Clang!

The Long Sword fell to the ground, Han Su gripped his neck with both hands, crimson blood dripped, flowing all over the place!

"Hmph, too many flaws! Thinking of killing me like this?"

From start to finish, Ling Feng hadn’t taken a single step, merely stood with hands behind his back, no one even saw how Ling Feng had drawn his sword.

"You!"

Han Su extended his hand towards Ling Feng, but just halfway through raising it, his body heavily crashed to the ground.

As strong as Han Su was, he was actually killed in one move!

His outcome stemmed largely from being overly confident in himself.

His sword technique contained very few flaws; even for Ling Feng, it was only at the last instant that he discerned them.

Unfortunately, he recklessly assumed guaranteed lethal strikes, completely abandoning defense, giving Ling Feng the chance to kill with one sword.

"Han... Senior Brother Han?"

The remaining Dragon Sword Mansion disciple was suddenly shocked, his expression turning extremely ugly, his eyes almost popping out.

What happened, wasn’t Han Su overpowering Ling Feng just now? Suddenly, Han Su was dead?

How did he die?

"Dead... dead?" Feather Sword Sect’s two female disciples were utterly stupefied.

"Ling... Brother Ling..."

Xiao Juanyun seemed to turn into a wooden figure, Du Yue Heaven Palace’s people were also full of astonishment and stupefaction.

No one dared to believe what they just witnessed.