One Sword Instant Kill—You're the Strongest Sequence, Chapter 48

Su Xing's Black Sword suddenly bloomed with white light. In an instant, all the trash before him turned to powder, and at the same time, it struck directly against Corpse Assistant Priest's incoming hand blade!

Buzz!

The sound of weapons clashing rang out sharply.

Corpse Assistant Priest staggered back four or five steps in a row. He hid his slashed right hand behind his back; half his palm was gone. The intense pain made his entire arm tremble slightly. His face was deathly pale as he stared in disbelief at the calm-faced Su Xing.

What the hell kind of power is this?!

His expression turned grave as he stared at the White Blade on Su Xing's Black Sword, which resembled a bright moon.

The searing pain in Corpse Assistant Priest's right hand made cold sweat continuously bead on his forehead. He had to admit that temporarily gaining fourth-tier power had made him underestimate this mysterious expert. He should not have used his hand to clash head-on with a sword. That had been no different from gambling.

But... the mysterious expert's sword should have been damaged too.

He knew very well just how powerful the corrosiveness on his body was. As long as he touched any third-tier Sequence user, the area he touched would completely dissolve into nothingness. So... as long as he could dissolve the mysterious expert's sword as well, his chances of victory would greatly increase.

Yet when he looked at Su Xing, he found that the Black Sword was indeed giving off wisps of white smoke, but there was not the slightest sign of it dissolving. It was as if his Sequence could do absolutely nothing to the mysterious expert's sword.

This left him stunned. His pupils suddenly contracted as he found it utterly unbelievable.

To Corpse Assistant Priest,

this was even more terrifying than having his palm cut off.

Because... it meant that the fourth-tier Sequence he was so proud of could not harm Su Xing in the slightest. His confidence and arrogance might have been nothing more than a joke in the eyes of the person before him. Unwilling to accept it, he roared angrily:

"Fuck..."

Su Xing, standing not far in front of him, seemed to have seen through his inner weakness. He took one step, then another, toward him. This made Corpse Assistant Priest instinctively take a step back, but he was disgusted by his own cowardice and hurriedly stepped forward again. Just as he was about to roar, he heard Su Xing's icy voice.

"Time is short. I'll finish you with one sword."

"Time is short. I'll finish you with one sword."

As soon as he spoke, Corpse Assistant Priest's vision blurred. Five enormous longswords appeared beside Su Xing, gleaming with cold light as they pointed straight at him.

He swallowed hard. He knew very well that this should be the mysterious expert's strongest move.

"Big words. I'm fourth-tier!!!"

Corpse Assistant Priest narrowed his eyes and roared through gritted teeth.

Though his mouth was tough, his body was far more honest. He retreated several steps in succession, assuming a defensive stance as he watched Su Xing's every move with extreme caution.

He was indeed fourth-tier, but he had only been forcibly elevated to fourth-tier. Among fourth-tier users, he was absolutely at the very bottom.

The reason he had dared to attack the mysterious expert so recklessly was because the Spirit Cult's system still considered the mysterious expert to be third-tier. Though he had killed seven or eight peak third-tier users, there was an essential difference between the third and fourth tiers. That was why Corpse Assistant Priest had dared to strike as soon as he discovered that Su Xing was the mysterious expert.

Only,

he had discovered that Su Xing was far stronger than he had imagined.

"What a weak fourth-tier."

Seeing Corpse Assistant Priest defend with all his might, Su Xing gave a faint laugh. With a wave of his right hand, the five longswords abruptly traced thin white lines as they slashed straight toward Corpse Assistant Priest.

Buzz!

The swords rang sharply!

The five longswords were so fast that they could not be tracked with the naked eye. Corpse Assistant Priest could only feel five flying swords flash past in succession. Cracks appeared across his body as though he had been dismembered, and in the end, he simply broke apart.

He did not even have time to react.

His hands, feet, body, and head split apart like toy pieces, scattering all over the ground.

Blackish-red blood sprayed wildly in every direction like a fountain. Anything touched by the black blood instantly dissolved, giving off streams of white smoke and an extremely pungent stench.

Su Xing glanced at Corpse Assistant Priest's miserable state.

One thing was certain: he was dead beyond dead.

Su Yu waved his right hand, and the five longswords abruptly dissipated into tiny white motes that scattered throughout the alley.

"Bro, something seems to have happened outside the hospital. Are you okay?"

Su Yu's voice suddenly sounded directly beside Su Xing's ear. Su Xing froze for a moment, then immediately understood. Su Yu was contacting him through voice transmission. The special organization had probably noticed the abnormal situation here and would soon send people to investigate. It really was time to leave.

Su Xing took out his phone.

He was just about to reassure his younger brother.

A sharp sound of something cutting through the air suddenly rang out. Su Xing reacted instantly, twisting aside to dodge.

That stream of black blood struck the wall behind Su Xing, making it suddenly hiss as thick white smoke carrying a foul stench rose from it.

"Fuck, you're not dead yet?"

Su Xing muttered in disbelief. His blood was almost drained, and his hands, feet, and head had all been severed. How the hell could he still be alive?!

Corpse Assistant Priest, who had originally been torn into pieces, slowly climbed up from the ground. Having lost most of its blood, his body had completely shriveled up. Without hands, feet, or even a head, he could only inch himself over to his head, lift it with his body, and then attach it back onto himself.

After getting his head back, he seemed to turn and glance mockingly at Su Xing, laughing as he said:

"Hehe... I almost forgot. I died a long time ago."

"The price of obtaining a fourth-tier Sequence was dying once. I'm already a dead man, so how could I die a second time?"

Corpse Assistant Priest's grating voice echoed through the alley once more.

Though his words remained arrogant, his eyes were filled with deep fear. The mysterious expert... was simply far too ridiculously powerful.

He truly possessed the body of a corpse.

No matter how badly he was damaged, his life would not be affected in the slightest.

But that was only under the condition that his corpse remained sufficiently intact. If Su Xing had been a little more ruthless just now and chopped his entire body into minced meat, then no matter what, he could never have revived.

He had originally thought that, as a fourth-tier powerhouse, being reduced to minced meat was nearly impossible. But Su Xing's previous strike had truly brought him the threat of death.

Corpse Assistant Priest had already begun thinking of escape, but he could not let Su Xing see that he had lost his nerve. He had to act tough and make the other party wary. Only then would he have a chance to escape from Su Xing's side.

"No matter how many times you kill me, I won't die. Almost all the blood in my body has drained away—has it affected me in the slightest?"

"I've attained a true immortal body. Even if you called in a fifth-tier powerhouse, they still couldn't do anything to me. Wanting to kill me is nothing but a daydream!"

Corpse Assistant Priest forced himself to sound fierce as he spoke viciously to Su Xing.

"Were you reincarnated as chewing gum?"

Su Xing frowned slightly and said irritably, "What a fucking pain. I'll see whether you really have an immortal body!"

The instant he finished speaking, Su Xing stepped forward with his right foot!

Boom!

The ground beneath his feet suddenly shattered. Su Xing transformed into an afterimage too fast for the naked eye to follow and shot forward, surging toward Corpse Assistant Priest with a fierce gale.

Fuck, why did that backfire?!

Corpse Assistant Priest's pupils suddenly contracted. Ignoring the arm he had yet to pick up, he hopped toward the alley exit on one leg.

But the next second, a huge hand appeared over his face, instantly gripping his entire head and squeezing several deep marks into it until it nearly deformed. Then...

Tremendous power erupted. Countless air currents were blasted apart by the impact, as though an enormous bomb had suddenly exploded, and powerful shockwaves surged madly in every direction.

Amid the violent explosion, Su Xing viciously gripped Corpse Assistant Priest's head and slammed it straight into the nearby wall with incomparably terrifying force!

Boom!

Corpse Assistant Priest felt as though he had been struck by a train. His head exploded outright, and great amounts of red and white fluid spurted out, scattering into the sky.

Su Xing's Black Sword slashed out abruptly from his right hand, and all the blood in the air disappeared in an instant. He did not dare let that poisonous blood fall on him.

"W-what... happened?"

"Why can't I speak?"

Corpse Assistant Priest felt his mind turn murky. Su Xing had moved too fast, and he could not understand what had happened in that instant.

Then, he felt something grab his body and viciously smash it into the ground. Before he could react, Su Xing pounced directly onto him, sword in his right hand and fist in his left, raining alternating punches and sword strikes down upon him!

Boom! Buzz! Boom! Buzz! Boom! Buzz!

Su Xing was like someone cooking. First, he used the White Blade to slice off a piece of Corpse Assistant Priest, then smashed down fiercely with his left fist. Fist and sword alternated again and again, making the ground tremble violently.

The people outside the alley were all unsettled. They stared toward the alley, wanting to know what had happened, but not a single one dared approach. The commotion was simply too great.

After more than a dozen punches and more than a dozen sword strikes, Corpse Assistant Priest no longer looked human at all. He had practically become a puddle of minced flesh.

Only then did Su Xing gasp for breath and slowly rise from the ground. After a long while, he finally came back to himself. His right hand slowly loosened, and the Black Sword, still dripping blood, dissolved into black motes of light.

"Hiss... that fucking hurts."

Once Su Xing's breathing had steadied, he discovered that a large hole had already been corroded through his left hand. He had probably been splashed by poisonous blood while smashing Corpse Assistant Priest.

This made Su Xing look at the mangled flesh that had once been Corpse Assistant Priest with even greater disgust. Enemies with absurdly tenacious lives, who took forever to kill and would bite back when cornered, were the hardest to deal with.

After confirming that no energy could be extracted from Corpse Assistant Priest's corpse, Su Xing looked up at the sky, turned around, and climbed over the wall behind him out of the alley. Seeing no surveillance cameras nearby, he sighed in relief.

"Finally dealt with."