Kill someone to establish his authority?
It was merely something Su Che had done in passing.
Su Che had not even drawn the Water-Cleaving Sword. He had only gathered a strand of Sword Qi in the void, and it had cut the Azure Corpse Daoist in two.
His sword intent was as concentrated as moonlight, silent and cold. It wound down through the air like a venomous python striking an ox, swift and savage.
The Azure Corpse Daoist was only at the Reverted Elixir stage. That single strike had destroyed even his protective magic artifact.
No sooner had the Azure Corpse Daoist fallen than the Sky-Flying Yaksha he had raised for years let out a ferocious roar. It looked ready to undergo some further change.
Su Che flicked a finger. A chill sprang from his fingertip, took the shape of a dragon, and swallowed it whole.
In the space of a few casual moves, he had slain two Reverted Elixir cultivators. Princess Ning'an and the thousand-legged insect, still locked in fierce combat nearby, were both so gripped by his icy sword intent that neither dared move.
"I have never heard of swordsmanship like this. Faced with him, I cannot even muster the courage to draw my sword."
The young swordsman who had accompanied Princess Ning'an felt uneasy. He came from the East Sea Sword Palace and had made something of a name for himself among the younger generation. Yet before Su Che's icy sword intent, so like moonlight from beyond the heavens, an indescribable discomfort ran through his entire body.
That was hardly his fault. Third Young Master Su had only recently devised this method. With swordsmanship at its core, it combined the Devil Sect's power to corrupt with the Buddhist School's power to convert, forging them into a sword