"Tell me, how do you want to die?"
His words were light, but his murderous intent was cold. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy.
The Ling Clan members stared at Ling Xian. Their faces were full of awe, admiration, and disbelief.
They all knew Ling Xian was strong. As a collateral sibling, he defeated the Tidal Sword Technique and defeated the Young Leader Ling Chen. These two achievements were enough to be recorded in the Ling Clan's history. They made them believe in Ling Xian's strength. But no matter what, they did not expect Ling Xian to be this strong!
One person, in the blink of an eye, had killed all nine of the Fang Clan's masters!
There were seven cultivators of the fifth level and two of the sixth level. All nine of them were working together. To the entire City of Qing, this was a force to be reckoned with. Yet they were killed by Ling Xian as easily as slaughtering pigs. What an unbelievable feat!
Heroic!
Powerful!
This was the first impression everyone had of Ling Xian, including the arrogant genius of the Fang Clan.
"Dead, they're all dead … the elites of the Fang Clan, all dead in the blink of an eye." Fang Han looked at the ground littered with corpses and the blood that flowed like a river. He could not help but feel a chill run down his spine.
If it was a one-on-one fight, or even a one-on-two fight, he would not be afraid of anyone present. However, in less than a moment, he had killed all nine masters, and he had done it cleanly, without any hesitation. This was a magnificent feat, and Fang Han admitted that he could not do it.
His confidence had suffered a great blow. That ghostly speed, that incomparably sharp blood-red longsword, all of them made him tremble in fear. However, compared to fear, he felt more anger at this moment, a kind of anger that made him want to tear this young man in front of him into pieces.
How do you want to die?
Fang Han's face darkened and his eyes flashed with coldness. As the candidate to be the next Clan Leader of the Fang Clan and a genius at the seventh level of Qi Training, he had grown up surrounded by respect and flattery. Even the previous Clan Leader of the Fang Clan, a cultivator in the Foundational Stage, liked him very much. Who would dare to speak to him like that?
Fang Han could tell that Ling Xian's words were not deliberate, nor was he arrogant. He truly did not care. It was a bone-deep confidence. It was a true disregard. He did not take Fang Han seriously at all.
This made Fang Han feel insulted. He was the number one genius of the Fang family, the strongest of the younger generation. Who dared to ignore him and speak to him in such a nonchalant tone?
"Have you thought about how you want to die? The dead should be respected. I will respect your wishes." Ling Xian's eyes were calm, like an ancient well without a ripple. The Sword of Extinction was pointed at Fang Han. There was no disdain nor disdain in his eyes. However, in everyone's eyes, Ling Xian's nonchalant demeanor made him look like a real immortal sitting on the clouds, looking down on all living things.
Shame!
It was a great humiliation!
He had always been the one to look down on others and bully them. When had he ever been humiliated like this?
Fang Han's hair stood up in anger. Hatred and anger intertwined into a murderous aura. He roared, "I want you to die!"
"But I don't want to die yet, so …" Ling Xian flapped his wings and reappeared before Fang Han. The Sword of Extinction shone brightly. "I think you should die."
A cold light flashed. The Sword of Extinction emitted an infinite amount of heavenly light. Blood filled the sky and it was incomparably sharp!
"So fast!"
Fang Han's pupils constricted. His face was full of shock. Even though he had always been wary of Ling Xian's speed, after experiencing it himself, he still felt incredulous. This speed was comparable to a cultivator of the Foundational Stage. How could a cultivator of the sixth level of Qi Training be this fast?
However, facts speak louder than words. Only now did he realize that those people did not die in vain. He finally realized how terrifying Ling Xian was!
To put it bluntly, no one under the Foundational Stage could compete with Ling Xian in terms of speed!
The sword was right in front of him. Fang Han could not avoid it and was forced to defend. However, he was not worried. Even though the sword was coming at him aggressively, he was still confident. As the strongest cultivator of the Fang Clan, his techniques were the strongest in the City of Qing. He was not afraid of anyone.
Fang Han formed a seal with both of his hands. Powerful Qi surged out of his body and formed a huge green shield in front of him. It was like a thousand-foot tall mountain, suppressing everything in its path.
The Azure Light Shield!
This was one of the strongest defensive techniques of the Fang Clan. It gathered spiritual energy from heaven and earth and used it to form a shield. It was well known in the City of Qing and was one of the top 10 defensive techniques!
"Crack!"
However, in merely a single move, the azure light shield that was stable like Mount Tai had shattered, and it transformed into countless azure specks of light that dispersed in the sky.
"How is this possible? What kind of technique is this? " Fang Han exclaimed. His eyes flashed with shock. He could not believe his eyes. The Fang Clan's strongest defensive technique was broken so easily. What was the origin of that bloody sword?
Ling Xian shook his head, feeling too lazy to explain. The Azure Light Shield's defensive capabilities were strong, but that was only for the City of Qing. The Sword of Extinction, transformed from the Inner Eyes of Execution, was an undefeatable technique. There was no comparison between the two. Comparing them would only be an insult to the Sword of Extinction.
Fang Han's vision was too narrow. He grasped a ray of starlight and thought he was illuminated by the entire galaxy. He was nothing but a frog in a well.
How could the Azure Light Shield, which was not even a technique, stand a chance against the Sword of Extinction?
"This is not the way to go!" Fang Han stared at the sword that was growing larger and larger in his eyes. He retreated quickly and gritted his teeth. Finally, he used his trump card.
With a long howl, tyrannical mana surged out. Suddenly, bolts of lightning appeared around his body. The lightning wandered and the wind howled. It was as if silver snakes were dancing chaotically, shaking the surroundings. It was horrifying!
At the same time, he put on a pair of red gloves and smashed down on the sword!
HOMMMM!
The lightning flashed and its power was shocking. Its ability to destroy everything in its path was already terrifying. Coupled with the power of a treasure, it finally broke the sword that had only half of its original power left.
"I did not expect you to have the Spiritual Root of Lightning. You can use the Spiritual Root of Lightning and have a treasure. No wonder you are so arrogant." Ling Xian looked at Fang Han with surprise.
In the Taoism community, there were three types of Spiritual Roots. They were the five basic Spiritual Roots, three mutated Spiritual Roots, and ten holy Spiritual Roots.
The five basic Spiritual Roots were Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth. Cultivators with this type of Spiritual Root were the most common, but they were the least talented and the slowest in cultivation. On the other hand, the three variant Spirit Veins referred to the Wind, Ice, and Lightning Spirit Veins. These types of Spirit Veins were comparatively rare and could be said to be one in a million, and they were the darlings that the various sects fought for. Amongst them, the Lightning Spirit Veins were the rarest and most formidable!
Fang Han was a genius with the Spiritual Root of Lightning. This was also the source of his confidence.
"Haha, I love your surprised expression. How about it? Are you scared? I am a one in ten thousand genius. How can an ant like you compare to me? But to push me to this point, you should be proud. " Fang Han laughed proudly. After defeating the sword, his confidence swelled. He thought that after he used his Spiritual Root of Lightning, he could definitely kill Ling Xian.
"Frog at the bottom of a well."
Ling Xian shook his head slowly. His eyes emitted nine different colors of light. Waves of murky air wrapped around his body and solidified into a brand new Sword of Extinction. Instantly, a wave of killer's intent filled the air. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but to imagine the bloody scenes from hell. Everyone was shocked by this terrifying killer's intent and shuddered.
The sword was formed from Chaotic Qi and was not a physical object. As a result, after the collision, its power would naturally decrease. The divine sword had been used by him for a very long time, so its power had been mostly worn away. Now that it had reformed, it could be considered a true peerless killing sword!
"What a terrifying aura. What is this?" Fang Han's eyes were filled with fear. Staring at the blood-red sword, he knew he could not wait any longer. Gritting his teeth, he spat out a mouthful of blood and formed a hand seal. He was going to use his strongest technique to kill Ling Xian in one fell swoop.
"Hidden Dragon Rises from the Abyss!"
A dragon formed from lightning appeared behind Fang Han. It bared its fangs and brandished its claws. Lifelike, it circled around Fang Han, emitting the power of lightning. It was incomparably terrifying and full of destructive energy.
As soon as the lightning dragon appeared, a terrifying aura filled the air. Heaven and earth immediately darkened, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
This spell was called the Hidden Dragon Rises from the Abyss. It was something Fang Han had learned by chance during one of his adventures. It was beyond the realm of spells and could be considered a divine power. He had once used this spell to kill a master of the eighth layer of Qi Training when he was only at the sixth layer of Qi Training!
To be able to defeat someone two levels higher than him, this technique was extremely powerful.
"Haha, Ling Xian, I learned this technique from one of my experiences. It is my strongest trump card. This technique is unparalleled and undefeatable. Let's see how you defend against it!" Fang Han laughed wildly. This technique was his biggest trump card and the biggest reason for his arrogance.
"If this is your last trump card, then …" Ling Xian was fearless. He flapped his wings and flew into the sky. Looking down at the laughing Fang Han, Ling Xian chuckled, "You better die."
"Ling Xian, you are seeking death!"
Fang Han was enraged. He formed a seal with both hands, and the Thunder Dragon around him roared. It roared and charged towards Ling Xian, emitting a destructive aura. Lightning flashed, and lightning danced in the air!
Ling Xian was high above, floating in midair while Fang Han was standing on the ground. Therefore, the Thunder Dragon could only attack with its head held high, which matched the name of the technique.
The Hidden Dragon Rises from the Abyss.
"Good timing. Today, I will slay the dragon with my heavenly sword!" Ling Xian's heroic spirit reached the clouds. His sword transformed into a giant sword that was hundreds of meters long. With an unparalleled sharpness, he slashed down on the lightning dragon!
Whoosh!
The giant sword was as heavy as a mountain. It broke through the void, emitting an infinite amount of blood-red light and murderous intent. Its power was like thunder, its speed like the wind, and its aura was magnificent!
Boom!
The instant the hidden dragon and the celestial sword collided, a terrifying wave spread out, only to see the celestial sword of extinction radiated brilliantly, incomparably sharp, slashing down from the dragon's head, forcibly cutting the hidden dragon that was flickering with lightning into two halves!
"This … this is impossible!"
The lightning dragon before him disappeared. Fang Han was stunned for a moment. Then, he screamed crazily. He couldn't believe what he just saw was real. All this time, he had relied on this technique the most. But now, he had personally witnessed the dragon being destroyed by the sword. The impact he felt was unimaginable.
His confidence, his pride, his everything, had been destroyed by Ling Xian's sword.
"I lost …" Fang Han stared at the sky, his eyes red. He shouted, "No, I didn't lose! Again, let's fight another 300 rebuttals! "
"No, you lost."
Ling Xian flapped his wings and appeared beside Fang Han. The Sword of Extinction slid across his neck. Fang Han's eyes widened. Subconsciously, he clutched a bloody line on his neck. His body slowly collapsed. Before his consciousness completely dissipated, a calm but arrogant statement rose. Like a hammer, it slammed into his heart.
"A hidden dragon is only a hidden dragon."
Yes, a hidden dragon is only a hidden dragon. It has never soared through the nine heavens, never galloped thousands of miles. How could it be an opponent of the Sword of Extinction?
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