Slaying Houtian Martial Practitioners Across Levels

Sheng Huai'an panted heavily, his hands sore from killing so many enemies.

Yet, his Black Gold War Blade remained spotless.

His Slaughter Value had long surpassed two hundred, reaching four hundred and seventy-four points.

Since he could enhance his cultivation, Sheng Huai'an continued to do so.

Four hundred Slaughter Value later, he had directly advanced two tiers, breaking through to Martial Master Great Perfection.

His strength also reached nine thousand jin.

The blood energy and Martial True Essence within him were incredibly potent, comparable to the middle stage of Houtian, and his physique had doubled in strength.

He looked down at the golden light screen:

Name: Sheng Huai'an

Race: Human

Realm: Martial Master Great Perfection

Cultivation Techniques: [Great Sun Heart Sutra (Beginner)], [Ferocious Ox Strength (Minor Accomplishment)], [Blood Fiend Saber Technique (Major Accomplishment)], [Overlord Spear Technique (Beginner)]

Strength: Nine Thousand Jin

Talent: Silver Archer

Slaughter Value: 73

With his strength greatly increased, Sheng Huai'an looked towards the Houtian powerhouses of the Xiongnu.

In the crowd, Sheng Huai'an found the Houtian Martial Practitioner who had bullied him earlier.

Zhou Yuan was facing two Xiongnu Houtian Martial Practitioners alone. While he wasn't struggling, he couldn't overcome them either, only managing to tie them down.

Wielding the Black Gold War Blade, Sheng Huai'an charged towards Yitu Lan.

That damned Xiongnu dog had suppressed him earlier, bullying him for his insufficient strength.

Now that his strength had improved, it was time to settle the score.

Yitu Lan felt a dangerous presence approaching from behind. He quickly turned and saw the Black Gold War Blade slashing towards him.

The Black Gold War Blade was enveloped in rolling blood-red fiendish energy, exuding a menacing aura.

Yitu Lan quickly drew his blade to block.

"Clang!"

The war blades collided, sounding like a muffled thunderclap. A powerful force struck, sending Yitu Lan stumbling back a few steps. A nick also appeared on his war blade.

"It's you?"

"You're seeking death!"

Yitu Lan was enraged. He hadn't even sought out Sheng Huai'an yet, and Sheng Huai'an dared to come after him first.

Immediately, Yitu Lan abandoned his encirclement of Zhou Yuan and swung his blade at Sheng Huai'an, intending to kill him.

Zhou Yuan frowned as he watched Sheng Huai'an actively seek out Yitu Lan for a battle.

"Reckless!"

He felt Sheng Huai'an was being a bit too impulsive.

Sheng Huai'an unleashed the Blood Fiend Saber Technique and engaged Yitu Lan in a fierce battle.

"Night Battle in All Directions!"

Dense, blood-red saber shadows seemed to slash from all directions.

Yitu Lan sensed something was wrong; Sheng Huai'an's strength had become even greater.

His saber techniques were also more sharp and terrifying.

How could his strength have improved so dramatically in such a short time?

He was forced to retreat continuously under Sheng Huai'an's onslaught.

"Boom!"

The two exchanged a punch, the sound dull yet powerful – a pure clash of physical strength.

Sheng Huai'an took one step back, while Yitu Lan retreated three to four steps.

Looking at Sheng Huai'an, Yitu Lan felt a sense of danger. The opponent's strength was now greater than his. The blood energy within him churned violently from the punch, and his arm ached.

Sheng Huai'an quickly advanced, his saber slashing like a bolt of lightning.

Yitu Lan dodged quickly with his footwork, only to be met by Sheng Huai'an's kick. Sheng Huai'an exuded a dangerous aura, his attacks full of power.

He could only quickly throw a punch to block.

"Bang!"

The powerful impact sent Yitu Lan staggering back repeatedly.

He didn't understand why such a significant change had occurred with Sheng Huai'an, why his strength had surged so dramatically. He was beginning to be at a disadvantage.

"You dog, weren't you just being arrogant?" Sheng Huai'an pressed his advantage, continuing to swing his saber at Yitu Lan.

"Clang!"

Sheng Huai'an's saber strike severed the battle saber in Yitu Lan's hand.

Seizing the opportunity, he kicked Yitu Lan in the chest. With a "bang," Yitu Lan was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Pfft!"

Yitu Lan spat out a mouthful of blood. Sheng Huai'an's powerful kick had sent him reeling and coughing up blood.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan's eyes widened.

What was he seeing? Sheng Huai'an was beating a Houtian realm Martial Practitioner into the ground!

Zhou Yuan felt like he was hallucinating, that he had misread the situation. If he hadn't intervened earlier and stopped Yitu Lan, Sheng Huai'an would likely have been killed by Yitu Lan.

But now?

It was Sheng Huai'an who was dominating Yitu Lan.

Sheng Huai'an moved with the speed of wind, his foot aiming for Yitu Lan's head.

Yitu Lan performed a swift roll, evading the kick.

"Bang!"

The floor tiles beneath Sheng Huai'an's foot shattered, demonstrating immense power.

Yitu Lan broke out in a cold sweat. If that kick had landed on his head, even with his hardened skin and bones, his skull would likely have been crushed.

He scrambled to his feet, grabbing a battle saber from the ground and slashing at Sheng Huai'an.

"Clang!"

Sheng Huai'an repelled Yitu Lan with a single saber strike, simultaneously cutting through the battle saber Yitu Lan held.

Compared to the sharp Black Gold War Blade, ordinary battle sabers were like night and day.

This Black Gold War Blade was the personal saber of the Grandmaster-level expert Yang Ye, and it was naturally extraordinary.

With another swift slash, Yitu Lan, unable to evade, had his armor breached. A terrifying gash appeared on his chest, bleeding profusely.

Tuoba Shi, who was fighting Zhou Yuan, saw this and prepared to break free and rush to Yitu Lan's aid.

"Where do you think you're going!?" Zhou Yuan wouldn't allow Tuoba Shi to assist.

A long spear shot out like a dragon, blocking Tuoba Shi's path.

"Get lost!"

Tuoba Shi attempted to blast Zhou Yuan's spear away with a single strike.

However, Zhou Yuan wielded his long spear with masterful skill, entangling Tuoba Shi so tightly that he couldn't advance to offer support.

Yitu Lan looked at the wound on his chest, disbelief filling his eyes.

His hardened skin and bones had been breached; Sheng Huai'an's strength had surpassed his own.

Yitu Lan racked his brain, unable to comprehend how Sheng Huai'an's strength had grown so rapidly.

After wounding Yitu Lan with a saber strike, Sheng Huai'an continued his assault, determined to end his opponent's life.

Seeing the incoming saber energy, Yitu Lan dodged quickly, all the while picking up another battle saber from the ground to resist Sheng Huai'an's onslaught.

"Bang!"

Another kick sent Yitu Lan flying backward. He spat blood, struggled to rise to a kneeling position, propped himself up with his saber, and looked up at Sheng Huai'an.

His eyes were filled with both rage and fear.

"Why?"

Sheng Huai'an, unable to understand the Xiongnu language, did not reply. He stepped forward and swung his saber towards Yitu Lan's head, moving with incredible speed.

Witnessing Sheng Huai'an's sharp saber light and killing intent, Yitu Lan dodged rapidly. The killing intent was too intense.

Missing with his saber strike, Sheng Huai'an followed up with a punch.

"Bang!!"

Yitu Lan took the punch head-on, and the impact sent him flying backward, spitting blood.

"Yitu Lan!"

Tuoba Shi, seeing Yitu Lan in such dire straits, grew anxious.

"Get lost!"

He forced Zhou Yuan back with a move and turned to rescue Yitu Lan.

"If you want to leave, first ask my spear if it agrees." Zhou Yuan would never let Tuoba Shi go to Yitu Lan's aid.

A spear thrust forward, blocking Tuoba Shi's path.

"Kill!"

Yitu Lan roared and charged at Sheng Huai'an, intending to fight to the death.

At this moment, he had already resolved to die, intending to take Sheng Huai'an down with him.

Being defeated by a mere Martial Master was something Yitu Lan could not accept.

He was a warrior of the grasslands, a subject of the Great Shaman.

"Clang!!"

The blade shattered!

The man perished!