"What a domineering presence!"

Jiang Chunhua clasped his fists towards Chu Qing:

"By the way, you don’t hold grudges, right?

"What I said earlier about collecting your corpse was just a joke... boo hoo hoo..."

Before she could finish, Liu Yulai covered her mouth.

Joking aside, Chu Qing and the young lady are as close as can be, and his martial arts mastery is such that he shouldn’t take offense at such things.

But if Jiang Chunhua kept babbling, it might annoy someone, and truly invoke hatred.

By then, if someone squashes this chatterbox out of annoyance, it would be as simple as crushing an ant, wouldn’t it?

Blocking her resistance, he dragged her away without looking back.

In the blink of an eye, only Chu Qing and Gentle remained on the long street.

Along with a group of Mirror of Sin assassins.

Chu Qing glanced around, and suddenly reached out his hand. The severed arm of the Separation Sword flew into his grasp.

He took the sword from the severed arm, gave it a gentle swing, and found it still quite handy.

Then, two of the listed experts who hadn’t spoken all along, one among them asked:

"You know how to use a sword too?"

Chu Qing smiled:

"I know a thing or two... Aren’t you two planning to introduce yourselves?"

"No rush."

The one who spoke earlier waved his hand lightly:

"First, let’s see what you’re made of."

As his words fell, the remaining eight Mirror of Sin masked assassins simultaneously made their move.

Four of them charged towards Chu Qing, while the other four headed for Gentle.

Chu Qing remained composed, as he looked up, it was as if the world came to a standstill.

The air, the cold wind, the floating dust, the breathing, the heartbeat, the pulse...

Everything seemed to have paused at that very moment.

Only Chu Qing’s sword continued unhindered.

His silhouette flashed, and the sword’s edge pierced through an assassin’s throat, killing him mid-air.

Immediately, the long sword turned, stabbing the neck of the second assassin at an angle, the blade flicked, slicing half of his neck.

Following that, with a light step, his figure flew like smoke in the wind, already piercing through the heart of the third assassin.

But it wasn’t over yet, the sword edge thrust forth... The fourth assassin was also killed on the spot!

Only by this time did the others finally react.

In reality, be it the air or breathing, it had never truly stopped. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

It was just that Chu Qing was too fast!

His sword was too fast, his body technique was also too fast.

Before, Chu Qing killed with swift swordsmanship, relying on the speed of the sword, using it to cope with Chu Yan’s bizarre body technique.

Now, Chu Qing had the Flying Smoke skill.

His body technique was countless times faster than before, complementing his sword technique.

His fast sword had thus improved by an unknown degree.

Killing four people with one sword, right in front of everyone, making it hard to respond.

In their eyes, it was just a moment’s thought, Chu Qing flashed four times... The four assassins who had just leapt at him died mid-air before they could even land.

"That fast sword! It’s Sword Ghost!!"

"No, it’s not Sword Ghost! Sword Ghost absolutely couldn’t have killed the Separation Sword so easily!"

"He’s Night Emperor!!"

But... the news they received clearly stated that Sword Ghost was spotted near Dingxing City, intercepting a Mirror of Sin assassination attempt.

Why is Night Emperor here then?

Night Emperor... is actually Sword Ghost!

The startling thought surfaced in their minds, and at that moment, Chu Qing had already killed two more people.

Boundless fear surged from the hearts of the two Mirror of Sin Evil Extermination List experts...

They had killed countless people, since joining the Mirror of Sin, countless people had died at their hands.

They were the sharpest blades of the Mirror of Sin!

Yet at this moment, even a truly cold-hearted and emotionless blade was filled with overwhelming fear!

Such a fast sword... How to defend against it?

Facing Night Emperor... How to kill?

Cannot block, cannot kill, escape?

Where could they possibly flee?

This was a trap!

A trap specifically set for them by the person right before them!

Once they stepped into it today, only death awaited them!

As this realization dawned in their hearts at the last moment, Chu Qing had already slain the final masked assassin with his sword.

Gentle had actually been prepared long before, her Celestial Fragrance Body was developing quite well.

She had detected the trajectory of several Mirror of Sin assassins’ inner breath and pinpointed their weaknesses...

Though unable to intercept the attacks of four people in an instant, with her expertise in the Nine Heavens Star Finger, combined with Celestial Fragrance Body, killing an assassin was effortless.

Unfortunately, Chu Qing didn’t give her that chance.

His sword was simply too fast!

Faster than when he killed Jiang Divine Saber!

Unable to kill any assassin, Gentle didn’t mind; she wasn’t a person who enjoyed killing, and Chu Qing didn’t need her help to do so. Since that was the case, she might as well be a spectator.

And after consecutively slaying eight people, Chu Qing didn’t pause for a moment, his foot tapped the ground, and his figure flew.

A single strike, straight towards one of the two experts on the Evil Extermination List.

Even though knowing the chance of survival was slim, there was no choice but to make an effort.

As Chu Qing’s sword edged toward him, the person suddenly raised both hands, sending forth myriad silver lights weaving towards Chu Qing’s blade.

His quickness wasn’t because he matched Chu Qing’s sword speed.

It was because after deducing that this was a trap set by Chu Qing, he acted immediately.

His stance began before Chu Qing had drawn his sword, his move was launched while Chu Qing’s sword was still midway through.

Ting ting ting, ting ting ting!!

The sword edge flickered, golden light enveloped him, and the silver needles scattered in all directions.

Impossible to impede Chu Qing’s sword momentum even slightly.

The expert’s face turned pale, this move was his famous technique, called the Myriad Threads Waterfall.