Sword Cultivators of Sword Emperor City had always been like this.
Everyone took pride in not fearing death and regarded fearing death as a disgrace.
In their eyes, a sword cultivator's backbone was a matter more important than life itself!
Even Su Yi, who had weathered great storms and seen towering waves, could not help but feel his heroic spirit surge and his blood boil.
But before he could state his position, Bu Sheng Han had already sighed softly. "I knew the Sword Cultivators of Sword Emperor City would be like this. Bones too hard... aren't necessarily a good thing."
"Then I'll do it myself."
He took a step forward.
Heaven and earth shook. An invisible pressure spread out like mountains collapsing and seas roaring, choking the breath of Sword Emperor City's experts.
Boom!
Ming Jiu was the first to charge out, swinging his sword in a slash.
He was utterly fearless in the face of death.
Bu Sheng Han lightly flicked the Jade Ruler in his hand.
With a dull thud, Ming Jiu and his sword were sent flying. Before he even hit the ground, a swath of violet-gold Rule power suppressed him, leaving him unable to move.
But this did not frighten the people of Sword Emperor City.
Baili Qingfeng, Ye Hongye, and Gu Hanzhou attacked in succession.
Each was more decisive than the last, each more willing to throw away their life than the last. All of them unleashed the combat strength they had kept hidden at the bottom of their chests.
Yet...
They were all utterly defeated!
Bu Sheng Han advanced all the way forward, calm and composed. With a casual wave of the Jade Ruler, he displayed the power to suppress everything.
Even risking their lives was useless; they were suppressed and bound in an