Sword Qi Swept Across the Land—Get on Your Knees and Sing Conquest!

Ning Chen stood where he was and fiercely swung the Emperor-Slaying Sword forward.

Eight flaming sword qi, each stronger than the last, erupted from the dark-red blade in an instant.

The eight sword qi tore through the air with piercing shrieks and shot toward the black-clad leader fleeing in the distance.

Hearing the commotion behind him, the black-clad leader looked back, and nearly scared his soul out of its body.

Eight dark-red sword qi had sealed off every possible escape route. Even the surrounding air warped under the scorching heat.

"Fuck! This brat has no martial ethics!"

The black-clad leader cursed loudly, panic filling his heart. He knew he could not escape and could only take the attack head-on.

He abruptly stopped, turned around, and the second soul ring beneath his feet lit up at once.

"Second Soul Skill, Wolfrock Shield!"

The black-clad leader roared and slammed his hands together in front of him.

The surrounding earth and stones instantly gathered, forming a heavy stone shield before him.

A layer of dark-green soul power covered the shield, making it appear exceptionally sturdy.

He was, after all, a Soul Elder above level thirty. Even if this brat possessed a ten-thousand-year soul ring, his first soul skill could not possibly kill him outright.

As long as he blocked this strike, he could use the recoil to flee deep into the forest.

The moment that thought crossed his mind, the first flaming sword qi crashed viciously into his Wolfrock Shield.

Boom!

A deafening explosion rang out.

The Wolfrock Shield he had been so proud of turned red-hot the instant it came into contact with the sword qi, scorched by the terrifying heat attached to it.

Then, spiderweb-like cracks spread across the shield's surface.

"Crack..." The black-clad leader's heart sank at the sight.

"No! Impossible! How could this sword qi be so powerful?"

Before he could cry out in shock, the second and third sword qi arrived one after another!

Boom! Boom!

The Wolfrock Shield could no longer hold on. With a sharp, mournful crack, it exploded into fragments of stone that filled the sky!

"Pfft!"

The black-clad leader suffered a heavy blow and spat out a mouthful of blood. The immense force sent his entire body flying.

"Not good!"

However, before he could make another move, the remaining five sword qi were already before him.

Boom!

The five sword qi struck the black-clad leader squarely.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream echoed through the night sky.

The black-clad leader was blasted away by the tremendous impact, tracing an arc through the air before crashing heavily onto the ground more than ten meters away.

One of his legs and one of his arms had been severed by the sword qi. The wounds had been cauterized by flames, and not even blood flowed from them.

He lay on the ground, howling in agony and rolling about.

Zhu Zhuqing, standing behind them, sucked in a breath of cold air at the sight.

She stared at Ning Chen's back, waves of shock surging through her heart.

So strong!

The power of that sword qi was actually this overwhelming! A single first soul skill had directly crippled a Soul Elder who had been in a defensive state.

What kind of monster was this lecher? There was simply no one like him among the younger generation of the current Star Luo Empire!

Ning Chen then carried the Emperor-Slaying Sword and walked step by step toward the black-clad leader.

He looked down at the wailing man on the ground with an expressionless face.

In this world where the strong preyed on the weak, showing mercy to an enemy meant being cruel to oneself.

If he had lacked strength today, he and Zhu Zhuqing would have been the ones to die.

Ning Chen raised the Emperor-Slaying Sword, preparing to finish the assassin off directly.

Seeing that Ning Chen intended to kill him, the black-clad leader ignored the searing pain in his body and hurriedly shouted:

"Bastard! You can't kill me!"

"I serve Davis, the eldest prince of the Star Luo Empire! If you kill me today, the eldest prince will never let you go!"

"Even if you run to the ends of the earth, the Star Luo Empire will tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

He thought that as long as he invoked the eldest prince's name, this brat would surely have some misgivings.

After all, the Star Luo Empire's strength was there for all to see. Who would dare offend the imperial family so easily?

After hearing him out, Ning Chen laughed outright.

"The Star Luo Empire? Davis?" Ning Chen shook his head, his tone filled with mockery.

"What the hell is he? He thinks he's worthy of making me wary?"

Ning Chen was the personal disciple of Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall, and Spirit Hall's Holy Son.

Before him, Davis was not worth a fart.

"You're about to die, yet you still dare threaten me!"

"Even if Davis came in person, I'd still kill him without hesitation!"

Ning Chen could not be bothered to waste any more words. He raised his right foot and stomped heavily onto the black-clad leader's chest.

Crack!

The sound of his breastbone shattering rang out. The black-clad leader's eyes bulged wide, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. His head lolled to one side, and he died on the spot.

After dealing with the assassin, Ning Chen willed it, and the dark-red armor on his body instantly dissipated. The Emperor-Slaying Sword also turned into specks of firelight and vanished into the air.

Then he turned around and walked step by step toward Zhu Zhuqing.

As Zhu Zhuqing watched Ning Chen approach, she instinctively took two steps back.

The ruthless way Ning Chen had killed just now, along with his terrifying strength, made her feel uneasy.

More importantly, her clothes had already been badly damaged during the earlier battle and escape, exposing large swaths of fair skin to the air.

On top of that, this bastard had forcibly kissed her for half an hour in the river earlier. She was now extremely guarded against Ning Chen.

As Ning Chen drew closer and closer, Zhu Zhuqing crossed her arms tightly over her chest and asked in a trembling voice:

"Y-you... what are you going to do? Don't tell me you're going to... again?"

Her heart was in turmoil. They were in the middle of nowhere, and the assassins had all been dealt with. If this lecher suddenly gave in to his beastly urges again, she had no ability to resist.

Was she really going to lose herself here today?

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing acting as though she were guarding against a thief, Ning Chen stopped and rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Hey, what exactly are you thinking about?" Ning Chen teased.

"I'm not an animal. Last time was purely an accident caused by my evil fire flaring up."

He found it rather amusing as well. This little kitten was quite vigilant.

Still, to be fair, those huge breasts had felt really good.

Whenever he thought of it, he had to savor the memory.

Upon hearing that, Zhu Zhuqing immediately became furious. This bastard had taken advantage of her and was still acting innocent!

"Hmph, and you still dare say that!" Zhu Zhuqing glared at Ning Chen with a flushed face.

"You grabbed so hard and enjoyed it so much, yet you say you're not an animal!"

Ning Chen awkwardly rubbed his nose. He truly was in the wrong over that matter.

"Fine, fine, I'm an animal, all right?" Ning Chen spread his hands and simply went along with her.

"But have you ever seen such a handsome animal?"

Zhu Zhuqing was left speechless by his shameless attitude and could only glare fiercely at him.

Ning Chen looked around. The battle just now had caused quite a commotion, and this was the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest. The smell of blood could easily attract powerful soul beasts.

"All right, now that the trouble has been dealt with, let's leave this place first," Ning Chen said to Zhu Zhuqing.

"We can talk about what happened earlier later. The commotion just now was not small. It'll be troublesome if it draws soul beasts here."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, feeling that Ning Chen made sense.

Her soul power was nearly exhausted. If they encountered another soul beast, she would undoubtedly die.

Ning Chen then raised his right hand.

"Emperor-Slaying Sword, come forth!"

An Emperor-Slaying Sword wreathed in dark-red flames appeared out of thin air before him.

The longsword floated in midair, its blade broad as flames quietly burned along its edge. Yet it gave off none of that scorching heat, clearly restrained by Ning Chen's control.

Ning Chen leaped up and landed steadily atop the blade.

Then he turned around and extended his right hand toward Zhu Zhuqing, who stood on the ground.

"You should come up too."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Chen's outstretched hand, then at the sword floating in the air, hesitation filling her heart.

She had to ride the same sword as this lecher? Wouldn't that mean standing very close to him? What if he took the chance to take advantage of her again?