Everyone was stunned by this earth-shattering reversal.
They had thought that without his saber, and facing the joint assault of two Grandmaster Realm experts, Su Chen would quickly be defeated and killed.
Yet they had never expected Su Chen to reclaim his Ring-Pommel Saber by a method they could not see through and launch a counterattack in an instant.
Zuo Lengchan and Whiteboard Fiend, who had been brimming with confidence and seemed certain of victory, were thoroughly defeated and sent reeling back in a miserable state.
The Mount Song Sect's ten Protectors were greatly alarmed and instinctively wanted to go aid Zuo Lengchan.
Seeing this, Liu Zhengfeng and the other three were immediately invigorated.
"Mr. Su is unharmed and even has the upper hand. We can win today's battle!" Mo Da shouted.
"We cannot let them reinforce Zuo Lengchan. Keep them tied down," Yue Buqun reminded them as well.
The four of them immediately fought even harder against the Mount Song Protectors.
Outside Liu Manor, Xiang Wentian and Ren Yingying, who had been watching the battle, were equally astonished.
Ren Yingying stared intently at Su Chen.
"This saber wielder truly has some tricks. He actually turned defeat into victory from such a certain-kill situation."
Xiang Wentian also looked surprised. He had not expected Su Chen to pull off such a desperate counterattack.
But before long, delight rose on his face.
The stronger Su Chen's displayed combat power was, the more delighted he became.
Because that meant that if they could successfully persuade Su Chen to act, their chances of rescuing Ren Woxing would greatly increase.
Elsewhere, Tong Baixiong, who had originally been preparing to leave, also stopped and looked back at Su Chen, his gaze carrying a hint of appreciation.
"It seems this saber wielder had planned it all from the very beginning."
"Facing the siege of two experts of the same realm alone, a direct confrontation would not have been worthwhile."
"So he deliberately allowed Zuo Lengchan to seize the Ring-Pommel Saber, making the two of them lower their guard."
"He timed it perfectly as well, holding back until the final moment before launching a desperate counterattack."
"Ruthless and cunning. He is a true talent, and he would suit our Divine Cult perfectly."
Meanwhile, inside the courtyard, the moods of Zuo Lengchan and Whiteboard Fiend had taken a sharp turn for the worse.
They had held the initiative and faced one opponent with two men. What should have been a certain victory had suddenly turned into a crushing defeat.
It was difficult for them to accept.
Both of them were prominent figures in the martial world.
As the Mount Song Sect Leader and the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, Zuo Lengchan had long possessed a formidable reputation in the martial world.
Whiteboard Fiend was likewise a great master of the unorthodox path, whose name shook people with fear.
With their standing, when had either of them ever suffered such a disastrous defeat?
Especially since the pain from their wounds constantly gnawed at their nerves.
Rage burned in their hearts, yet fear also began to rise.
"Could it be that we will truly lose to him today?"
The two of them began to consider retreating.
But how could Su Chen let such a fine opportunity to beat a drowning dog pass him by?
Taking advantage of their injuries and fear, Su Chen charged at them with his saber once more.
This time, he focused his killing intent on Whiteboard Fiend.
Although both Zuo Lengchan and Whiteboard Fiend had suffered grievous injuries,
it was obvious that Whiteboard Fiend, who had lost his right hand, was more severely wounded.
Moreover, Whiteboard Fiend excelled at fighting with palm techniques. Having lost his right hand, his combat power would be greatly reduced.
Thus, Su Chen chose him as his primary target for a breakthrough.
With Tread Snow Without Trace at Grand Completion, Su Chen was incomparably swift.
In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed before Whiteboard Fiend with saber in hand.
The distance between them was now less than three feet.
The silver gleam reflected by the blade shone upon Whiteboard Fiend's face, dazzling his eyes.
Only then did he barely come back to his senses.
"Damn it." He cursed inwardly, but there was no time to think. He could only respond in haste.
After witnessing Su Chen's terrifying saber techniques, he had long lost the courage to face him head-on.
Now, facing Su Chen's razor-sharp blade, Whiteboard Fiend could only think of every possible way to evade.
Just like Qinghai One-Eyed Owl before him, Whiteboard Fiend now adopted the strategy of rolling all over the ground.
Though unsightly, it was indeed effective for evading attacks.
He rolled back and forth across the ground without pause, successfully avoiding three or five of Su Chen's slashes.
But that was all he could manage.
Su Chen slashed out three times in succession, sealing off every route Whiteboard Fiend could use to escape.
Whiteboard Fiend was just about to die beneath Su Chen's blade.
It was at that moment that Zuo Lengchan moved as well.
He knew perfectly well that he could not allow Whiteboard Fiend to be killed by Su Chen.
Otherwise, with only himself remaining, it would become even harder to withstand Su Chen's attacks.
Enduring the pain throughout his body, Zuo Lengchan shouted, "Songyang Divine Palm!"
The instant the words left his mouth, Zuo Lengchan thrust his right palm forward, aiming directly for Su Chen's shoulder.
However, Zuo Lengchan had played a small trick. He shouted Songyang Divine Palm, but what he actually used was Ice Qi.
He hoped to catch Su Chen off guard.
Everyone knew that he had become famous in the martial world through the Songyang Divine Palm, but no one knew that his Ice Qi was even more powerful.
Furthermore, his Ice Qi carried a freezing effect.
If Su Chen was careless, there was a high chance that the Ice Qi would restrict his movements.
It would not take long. Just a few short breaths would be enough for Zuo Lengchan and Whiteboard Fiend to launch a counterkill.
A stream of frost-cold true qi erupted from Zuo Lengchan's palm and shot straight toward Su Chen.
If Su Chen insisted on killing Whiteboard Fiend, he himself would be struck by the Ice Qi.
Left with no choice, Su Chen could only temporarily abandon his attempt to kill Whiteboard Fiend.
He turned his saber back to deal with Zuo Lengchan instead.
Su Chen swung his saber in a horizontal slash, its edge cutting toward Zuo Lengchan's palm.
That slash collided directly with the Ice Qi unleashed by Zuo Lengchan.
In an instant, a layer of frost spread up the blade, climbing all the way to Su Chen's hand before continuing toward his arm.
Seeing this, Zuo Lengchan was overjoyed.
"Even if you are also in the Grandmaster Realm, once you are struck by my Ice Qi, you will not be able to break free for a while."
A savage smile spread across Zuo Lengchan's face. Taking advantage of Su Chen's frost-restricted arm, he charged in to attack.
Yet Su Chen remained as calm as ever, without the slightest sign of panic.
"Heh, Ice Qi? If you had truly attacked with the Songyang Divine Palm, you might have had a chance."
"You actually thought you could restrict my movements with Ice Qi. Do you truly not know what the fourth layer of my Hundun Treasure Mirror is called?"
Su Chen sneered inwardly.
The internal energy technique he cultivated was the Hundun Treasure Mirror, and each layer represented a different attribute of power.
Its fourth layer, Bixue Ice, was precisely an ice attribute.
Moreover, Bixue Ice was countless times stronger than Zuo Lengchan's Ice Qi.
Thus, Zuo Lengchan's attempt to restrict his movements with Ice Qi was simply wishful thinking.
True qi circulated through Su Chen's body, and in an instant, all the frost on his right arm melted away.
Just then, Zuo Lengchan arrived before him.
He still did not know that Su Chen had already dissolved the restraints of his Ice Qi.
Thus, when he saw Su Chen raise his saber to slash, Zuo Lengchan was completely dumbfounded.
"No, that is impossible! How can you be unaffected by Ice Qi?" Zuo Lengchan shrieked in shock, his face filled with disbelief.
But how could Su Chen possibly explain himself? He simply brought his saber down.
Zuo Lengchan could not dodge in time and remained in the posture of striking with his palm.
Su Chen's blade landed squarely on Zuo Lengchan's hand.
The sharp edge cleaved downward through the gap between his middle and ring fingers.
It continued downward, splitting Zuo Lengchan's entire right arm vertically apart.
Only upon reaching his shoulder did it finally stop.
At a glance, it looked as though two arms had grown from Zuo Lengchan's right shoulder.
"Aah!"
The agonizing pain of being torn apart struck him, and Zuo Lengchan could no longer endure it, roaring aloud.
But Su Chen did not stop. His aura continued to surge as the blade kept cutting downward.
The Ring-Pommel Saber cut in from Zuo Lengchan's right shoulder, passed through his entire chest, and emerged from his left shoulder.
A line of blood appeared. From the collarbone down, Zuo Lengchan had been split in two.
His scream came to an abrupt end.
Zuo Lengchan, a hero of his generation, died beneath Su Chen's blade!
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