One Sword Instant Kill, and You're the Strongest Sequence?

Su Xing's brow furrowed even tighter.

This strike was nothing like what he had imagined.

Shouldn't one slash have sent the man's head straight to the ground? He was holding a sword, not a blunt weapon. How could it have sent him flying instead?

Unless...

This guy's body had already become this tough.

So every time he healed, his physical strength increased?

Su Xing suddenly realized the true purpose of this man's sequence. It was not merely about turning him into neither man nor ghost. More importantly, every time he survived an injury, he became stronger after healing.

"Hehe, what tremendous strength."

"But... haven't you caused enough trouble?"

A somewhat icy voice pierced through the swirling dust and entered Su Xing's ears.

Su Xing focused his gaze and saw a thing ahead in the haze, neither human nor beast, swaying as it climbed up from the ground. It crouched on all fours, baring its fangs at Su Xing.

A massive hole had been punched clean through Lou Zhen's head, as though it had been struck by a gigantic hammer. A large section of his skull had caved deeply inward.

Yet even such injuries could not kill him.

A stream of energy continuously surged toward his wound. In the blink of an eye, the hole in his head had smoothed over again, and patches of black fur grew back across it.

His crimson eyes trailed long streaks through the darkness like taillights in the night.

Lou Zhen crossed the distance between them at an unimaginable speed and appeared before Su Xing. He had had enough fun. Now, it was time to savor the fruits of his victory.

Boom!

Lou Zhen's claw slammed down like a massive hammer, bringing an even fiercer gale than before as it struck at Su Xing!

"Die, you little bastard!"

Seeing Su Xing still leisurely gripping his sword hilt, Lou Zhen assumed he had given up all hope of living. The corners of his mouth stretched nearly to his eyes as he revealed a wildly manic grin.

"Hehe, aren't you good at healing?"

"Then I'll... cut you clean in half and see if you can still recover!"

Su Xing stepped forward and abruptly drew his sword. Its cry was like a dragon's roar!

Lou Zhen knew very well that the power within his body had never been greater!

The five fingers of Lou Zhen's right hand came together like a giant hammer. As long as he brought it down, he could leave a huge crater in the ground. There was no way this guy before him could withstand this punch!

Now—

His time had come!

Lou Zhen threw his punch, then suddenly heard Su Xing's whisper. Beasts often sensed death more keenly than humans, and Lou Zhen was now half a beast himself. He abruptly felt an unprecedented killing intent emanating from Su Xing.

But—

It was already too late.

Buzz!

As the sword left its sheath,

he felt his right hand get severed and sent flying in an instant. Seeing his empty right arm, Lou Zhen was not terrified. Instead, he was instantly overjoyed and roared inwardly:

If that's all, you can't kill me!

The sword in Su Xing's hand immediately turned. One white line after another gradually merged with the heavy sword, as if adhering to it rather than spreading outward. In the end, the sword in Su Xing's hand became a completely white sword of light.

Lou Zhen only felt

a terrifying force slash directly through the very center of his head.

It felt as though time had stopped. His heart stopped beating as well, and he stood stiffly like a corpse. Then, he heard the final words of his life.

"I said I'd kill you, so I'll kill you."

Su Xing gripped the heavy sword with both hands and chopped into Lou Zhen's hard skull. His hands suddenly exerted force, and terrifying power, together with White-Line Slash, dragged the blade downward and tore through him!

Splash!

Foul-smelling blood shot into the sky like a crimson fountain, spraying toward the heavens before raining down upon the ground.

Lou Zhen's hard body, already covered in black fur, was sliced apart by Su Xing's sword from head to bottom along his spine, completely severed into two halves!

One half of his fur-covered body fell to the left, the other to the right. Only a single vertebra remained standing quietly upon the ground.

He was dead.

Su Xing flicked his wrist hard, shaking off the dark red blood clinging to the sword, then slowly sheathed it.

He calmly looked at the vertebra standing before him, still connected to bits of flesh. His right hand suddenly grabbed the scabbard and smashed the vertebra to pieces as though it were a club.

Only after seeing that Lou Zhen's corpse had been utterly destroyed,

with no possibility of recovering to how it had been before,

did Su Xing slowly let out a breath. This battle kept replaying in his mind. It could be said that this was Su Xing's first true battle since entering the supernatural world.

His previous battles

had mostly ended with a single slash from Su Xing.

This time, this guy had barely managed to withstand three of Su Xing's strikes.

What an impressive opponent.

Su Xing shook his head with a sigh. If he had not comprehended Draw-Sword Stance and then fused Draw-Sword Stance with White-Line Slash, causing his strength to soar, he truly could not say whether he would have been able to kill a sequence user like this.

After all, before Draw-Sword Stance, Su Xing's power against a single target had been quite limited. Faced with such absurd regenerative ability, he might really have been defeated.

The people sent by the Spirit Cult were getting stronger and stronger.

Just what kind of person stood behind this Spirit Cult, capable of forcibly bestowing blessings upon ordinary people one after another and turning them into such powerful sequence users? It was truly unbelievable.

At that thought,

Su Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself:

Whoever you are, since you've chosen to stand against me, I'll cut you down with a single sword sooner or later.

While Su Xing was lost in thought, he suddenly heard waves of footsteps and scattered voices in the distance. They still sounded quite far away.

Although he had arrived late, he had seen Shen Ruyun's final departure. Naturally, he knew she had gone to call for reinforcements. Su Xing had no intention of exposing himself yet. If the people from the special department discovered that he had been here, things would certainly become troublesome.

Su Xing glanced at the mangled corpse and the broken pieces of spine, then turned and left. Step by step, he disappeared into the night.

A few minutes later,

Shen Ruyun, Liu Ming, Wang Yu, and Su Yu arrived at the hill together.

The moment Su Yu arrived, he smelled the pungent stench. A nauseating sensation surged straight up his throat. He crouched down and dry-heaved several times before recovering, tears filling the corners of his eyes from retching.

He had experienced combat and seen people kill and die, but he had never seen such a bloody method of murder.

The person had been split in half, his spine smashed into four or five sections and scattered across the ground. Both halves of the body were covered in lingering wounds and black fur stained red with blood.

Su Yu's face was somewhat pale. He turned to Shen Ruyun and asked:

"Sister Yun... is this the Spirit Cult assistant priest Lou Zhen you mentioned?"

"Mm..."

Shen Ruyun merely gave a faint reply, because she was not feeling well either. The pungent smell was deeply unpleasant to her as a woman. Enduring the stench, she walked up to the no-longer-human-looking Lou Zhen. Only after confirming it three times did she nod again.

"It should be him."

Liu Ming narrowed his eyes as he stared at the bloody scene.

He was probably the calmest among the four.

Over the past dozen years in Xia Nation, there had been countless murder cases and supernatural murder cases. Though such ruthless methods were relatively rare, after serving as a criminal police officer for more than ten years and then spending several years as the head of a special department, he was still more able to accept it than most.

This man named Lou Zhen

had clearly been split in half from head to toe by some powerful force.

After watching for a while, Liu Ming slowly said, "Xiaoyun, you fought him before, right? What level was he among second-tier sequence users?"

After thinking for a moment, Shen Ruyun replied:

"He was extremely strong. If he had turned into this monster from the beginning, I definitely wouldn't have been able to beat him. Something might even have happened to me."

"I see..."

Liu Ming rubbed his nose, then said:

"Let's report the situation here to headquarters first. Judging from the killer's method, I suspect this is another conflict between a mysterious powerhouse and the Spirit Cult."

"Also, have headquarters quickly send over a third-tier sequence user."