Chen Ping's Sword
Chapter 220 - 135: Ten Directions Annihilation, Soaring Serpent
Between Chen Ping’s fingers.
Received the sword, shattered it, and with a backhand punched out.
He sat on the horse, his waist straight, neither twisting nor posturing.
The fist seemed to be casually thrown, yet there was a fierce wind howling around, the front of the fist, the air exploded with thunder-like sound...
The airwave raged and roared, vibrating through in a fan-shaped ripple, enveloping the old man completely.
Wu Changshui first thought to release the long sword and retreat using its force.
But pressed by the fist wind, he felt his breath stifled, eyes seeing stars.
Not only could he not retreat, but it was as if a huge swallowing black hole appeared in front of him, drawing his body imprudently towards the fist.
"No..."
He could no longer control his inner fear and cried out terribly.
Wu Changshui knew it was because the opponent’s fist was too fierce, too fast, causing the air in front to explode into nothingness, collapsing inwardly, forming airflow, binding the body.
If he couldn’t break free, he could only block it directly.
If he couldn’t block it, he could only die.
"Boom..."
Like a giant hammer pounding a battle drum.
The fist edge touched Wu Changshui’s body, making an extremely dull cracking sound.
The old man’s body floating in the air split into pieces, spraying forward.
"Just an early-stage Qi Cultivation Innate, knowing that I personally killed Blood Eye Assassin with Illusory Heart Sword at the government office, yet still dared to intercept and assassinate, I don’t know who gave you the courage?"
Chen Ping sneered.
Primordial Martial Arts Hall guarded against Beizhou Barbarians targeting them again.
Certainly, they wouldn’t neglect to inquire about the opposing elite fighters.
Nor would they overlook the loyal old servant who followed Wu Changxing for thirty years within Vice Magistrate Wu’s government.
Chen Ping killed Blood Eye Assassin, thwarted Deputy Prefect Wu’s plan, and nominally took the position of Xuanwu Guard Captain, indeed stabbing a knife in Wu Changxing’s heart, then carving out a piece of flesh.
Regardless of Beizhou Barbarians’ movements, Deputy Magistrate Wu definitely had to react.
He couldn’t let his "chips" get lost bit by bit.
Therefore, dispatching Wu Changshui to act was logical.
Unexpectedly, they might not have even considered how strong Chen Ping was.
Innates differ greatly, especially since Chen Ping wasn’t even Innate before killing Blood Eye Assassin with Illusory Heart Sword...
This inevitably led to underestimating him.
They not only underestimated Chen Ping’s strength but also his perception.
Thus, Wu Changshui disguised himself as an innocent civilian, not achieving a surprise strike but delivering himself into the tiger’s mouth.
After receiving a punch, he was immediately shattered.
"Good Fist Technique."
Beside him came a cheer, followed by "clap clap clap" applause.
Chen Ping turned his head, seeing the specks of blood splattered, where a posing burly middle-aged man no longer pretended, but slowly straightened his body.
When this person stooped and reached out to act, nothing was apparent, but straightened in posture now, he revealed his extraordinary nature.
Standing at 1.9 meters tall, broad-shouldered and round-waisted.
A thick shaggy beard billowed like a lion’s mane, his eyes like bronze bells, speaking with resounding vigor, itching the ears of the surrounding crowd, displaying heroism.
Behind him was a wide-backed square-headed large saber, grasped it in his hand, casually slashing twice, making deep howling noises.
"Shifang Martial Arts Hall, Xu Baxian."
Chen Ping said coldly.
This person had a reputation above Han Wushang, being the Hall Master of Shifang Martial Arts Hall, the foremost of Xingqing Prefecture’s four Martial Halls.
The Ten Directions Saber, Destruction Palm were acclaimed as dual absolute techniques.
All seventy-two protégés noticeably succeeded.
The other day when Little Cyan Bird flew over Wu Mansion, next to the Thirteenth Prince of Beizhou, Chen Ping had seen this person.
At this moment, sensing the other’s aura, he felt the Qi Mechanism surging, the murderous aura overwhelming.
Clearly, this person wasn’t a Martial Hall instructor merely teaching and imparting skills...
Before opening the Martial Hall, he must have traversed mountains of blades and seas of blood, not counting a thousand lives, several hundred at least.
"Initially, I thought, being fellow Central Plains People, even if not joining forces against a common enemy, still wouldn’t stray from being decent, unexpectedly choosing to be a dog for the Hu People."
No matter the reason, intercepting and blocking him now must have been under Beizhou Barbarians’ commands.
Yet, it’s unclear why the Hu elite fighters didn’t personally act, whereas Xingqing Prefecture’s local forces did.
Is this to make them prove their oath?
Or is the Thirteenth Prince temporarily unavailable?
Being insulted as a dog by Chen Ping, Xu Baxian’s expression didn’t change, still grinning, seemingly unbothered.
However, sharp-eyed observers noticed his eyes quietly turning blood-red.
"Xu most enjoys those who are tough-mouthed, under normal circumstances, Xu would cut off their heads and use them as a chamber pot."
Xu Baxian’s voice shifted, as if biting his teeth or laughing lightly.
While dragging the saber in hand, slowly advancing, seemingly defenseless.
Yet, blood evil true Qi surged around him, within the blood light was thick golden light, "Even Han Wushang wouldn’t dare act arrogant in front of me, you dare not dismount, die!"
Bang...
On the long street, where Xu Baxian originally advanced slowly, his form turned tangible to intangible, creating a figure.
The ground cracked, suddenly collapsing into a pit several meters wide, several meters deep.
His massive form, swept like a hurricane, saber swung down, layers upon layers, resembling endless green mountains.
"It’s a pity you don’t cultivate Bright King Purifying World Technique."
Chen Ping sighed.
He figured it out, this person cultivates blood evil true Qi and Buddhist Heart Scripture of Extinction, "Brahma and I are One" Sublime Technique, achieving balance between Blood Evil and Brahma Light.