The two were terrifying when they went all out. Putting aside Ding Dian for the moment, Ling Situi was horrified because many nicks were gradually appearing on the precious sword in his hand. One of the nicks even went deep into half of the blade, almost cutting the entire blade in half.
As Half-step Innate expert, the weapon he used was naturally no ordinary item. This treasured sword was obtained after he slaughtered a fallen, reclusive family, and it was only slightly inferior to the legendary divine weapons of ancient times.
Enhanced by his Saber Qi, it became incomparably sharp and exceptionally sturdy.
Having remained unscathed for over a decade, how could he have ended up like this? Just what kind of divine weapon is that purple soft sword in that kid's hand?
Ling Situi utterly shocked, unaware that Wang Hao was also quite frustrated.
Logically speaking, a top-tier divine weapon like the Ziwei Soft Sword should be able to cut through any weapon in the world, but the problem is that the Ziwei Soft Sword's blade is too soft and cannot withstand any force.
His divine power was insufficient to enhance the attack; he could only perform cutting and stabbing strikes, so at most he could only cut off half of the blade, unable to sever it completely.
However, it just can't be severed in one blow; another strike will do the trick!
"Clang!"
Suddenly, as the purple sword light flashed again, a soft sound rang out. Wang Hao showed a mixture of joy and ferocity, while Ling Situi changed drastically, and he retreated without thinking.
The precious sword in his hand was now only half intact, as Wang Hao had struck the previous notch again, severing it completely.
With his treasured sword in hand, Ling Situi fight Wang Hao to a standstill. But now that his sword is useless, continuing the fight would be tantamount to suicide.
After all, he dared not confront the sharpness of that purple divine sword with his bare body.
Having finally managed to sever the precious sword, how could Wang Hao allow it to retreat?
With a stomp of his foot on the ground, he charged forward like a raging bull, or rather, crashed into it, at an extreme speed.
While the Lightning Straight-Line Step is somewhat lacking in agility, its burst speed in a straight line is quite terrifying, surpassing even some Grandmaster- level lightness skills.
Although Ling Situi's movement speed was fast, it was still not as fast as that of the Xuancheng, and naturally, it was not as fast as that of Wang Hao.
Ling Si Tui retreated only a dozen feet before Wang Hao caught up with him. Sensing the threat behind him, Ling Situi's expression changed instantly. Without thinking, he swung his broken sword backhand and unleashed a burst of Saber Qi.
Although the power of the Saber Qi energy was greatly reduced due to the broken blade, it should not be underestimated. Ling Situi thought it would be enough to buy some time.
Unfortunately, Wang Hao completely ignored this blade of Saber Qi and instead swung his Ziwei Soft Sword at Ling Situi.
His current physical strength is more than enough to withstand an attack of this magnitude.
"Laugh!"
A purple sword aura flashed, and Ling Situi's right arm, which was holding the knife, was severed at the shoulder. This was only because he dodged at the last moment; otherwise, it wouldn't have been just a severed arm, but his entire body would have been slashed open.
But this only slightly delays the time of death!
Having withstood the blade's Saber Qi, Wang Hao didn't hesitate for a moment, and attacked again with his sword, showing no mercy.
He would show no mercy whatsoever when facing the enemy.
After all, there are too many examples in novels and TV dramas where protagonists are terribly harmed because of their soft-heartedness, and he doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.
"Don't want!"
Just as Wang Hao was about to kill Ling Situi, a shrill scream rang out from afar.
Just then, the Grandmaster- level expert who had retreated earlier rushed over with a beautiful figure. The woman, whose face was covered by a veil, was none other than Ling Situi's daughter and Ding Dian's fiancée, Ling Shuanghua.
Seeing her father in mortal danger, Ling Shuanghua instinctively spoke up to help.
Although she hated her father's cruelty towards her lover Ding Dian, he was, after all, the father who gave her life and raised her!
How could he possibly stand by and watch his father die in front of him?
" Shuanghua, save me!"
Upon seeing her daughter arrive, Ling Situi overjoyed and immediately cried for help, while giving her subordinate a sinister look.
The Grandmaster -level expert understood and subtly placed his palm behind Ling Shuanghua's head, making a gesture as if he was about to strike, clearly threatening Wang Hao and Ding Dian.
Unfortunately, it was too late!
Ding Dian would definitely fall for it, but Wang Hao is different. Although he admires Ling Shuanghua's fierce and devoted love, he will not let go of an enemy like Ling Situi who does things by any means.
But at that moment, Wang Hao suddenly had an idea. He glanced at Ding Dian beside him and had a thought in mind.
With a series of thrusts of his Ziwei Soft Sword, Wang Hao severed the tendons in Ling Situi's legs and finally pierced his dantian. Before Ling could even cry out, Wang Hao slapped him unconscious.
Having lost his treasured sword and a severed arm, Ling Situi's strength was reduced to less than one-tenth, making him no match for a close-combat expert like Wang Hao.
Without pausing after knocking Ling Situi, Wang Hao turned and attacked the men Ling Situi had brought with him.
Before those people could react, nine Grandmaster- level experts were dealt with. The remaining five Grandmaster- level experts then realized what was happening and scattered and fled without a second thought.
Even the Grandmaster- level expert who captured Ling Shuanghua hesitated for a moment before reluctantly turning around and fleeing. He didn't even dare to harm Ling Shuanghua before leaving, fearing that he would be resented and hunted down by the two powerful figures, Wang Hao and Ding Dian.
They weren't stupid; they naturally knew that with Ling Situi's defeat, their side had lost the upper hand, and Wang Hao, who was now free to deal with them, was simply beyond their ability to handle.
If we don't get out of here quickly, we'll really be waiting to die!
"You got away pretty fast!"
Having dealt with the two more fleeing Grandmaster- level experts, Wang Hao glanced at the other four who had vanished without a trace. He felt somewhat frustrated, but he didn't pursue them.
These people all scattered and fled. If he chased after them, he could at most kill one more person, but by then the other three would probably have already left Jiangling City, making it impossible to catch up.
However, those four were just small fry, no match for Ruthless like Ling Situi. Even if they escaped, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Compared to them, Ling Situi and Xuancheng Cheng, these two Half-step Innate experts, are more important. Wang Hao is very envious of their martial arts.
"Father!"
At this moment, Ling Shuanghua ran over and knelt down to check on Ling Situi's condition. Her beautiful eyes were red, and tears were streaming down her face. She was clearly very anxious.
Ding Dian stood helplessly to the side, unsure how to comfort the woman beside him.
Where is Grandmaster Xuancheng heading?
Ignoring Ding Dian's situation, Wang Hao flashed forward and blocked Xuancheng's path as he tried to slip away, smiling as he looked at the old man in front of him.
The old bald monk had been thoroughly tormented by Ding Dian; his only remaining arm hung limply, clearly indicating that the bones inside had been completely shattered.
At the same time, his chest was caved in, and blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he had suffered a serious injury.
In fact, if Xuancheng hadn't been at the Half-step Innate level, he would have died from such a fatal injury long ago.
"Benefactor, this old monk is willing to exchange all his knowledge for a chance to live."
Looking at Wang Hao blocking his way, Xuancheng's expression was uncertain. After thinking for a while, he finally gritted his teeth and prepared to exchange his martial arts skills for a chance to live.
This is his only bargaining chip now!
"Hiss hiss hiss!"
Wang Hao didn't answer. He unleashed three strikes with his Ziwei Soft Sword, piercing Xuancheng's knees and dantian, rendering him completely useless.
"You're not in control now!"
Looking at Xuancheng, who was kneeling on the ground with broken knees, Wang Hao squatted down and said with a wicked smile, "I just saw hundreds of instruments of torture in the cell over there. That means there are hundreds of cruel punishments. I'll give you a choice: a Innate martial art can reduce ten punishments, a Acquired Grandmaster- level martial art can reduce five punishments, and a First-Rate martial art can reduce one punishment."
Your sentence will be reduced depending on the quality and quantity of martial arts techniques you provide; the final punishment you will receive will depend on your own efforts.
You can certainly tamper with the martial arts manuals, but you'd better not let me see through it, or you can imagine the consequences."
Without waiting for the Xuancheng to speak, Wang Hao picked him up and threw him into the cell behind, making him face the cruel instruments of torture displayed on the wall.
Such a person may not be afraid of death, but would never want to experience a fate worse than death, and will inevitably compromise in the end.
Actually, it doesn't matter if we don't compromise, since it's just some martial arts techniques anyway, and it doesn't matter if we can't get our hands on them.
"Stop hiding, go find a set of writing materials, or you can come and lie down like them!"
Wang Hao glanced at the little maidservant trembling behind a pillar in the distance and called out.
The little girl had come with Ling Shuanghua and was probably Ling Shuanghua's maid. However, the little girl was clearly frightened and was hiding there trembling.
"Ah! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'll go get some pen and ink right now!"
Upon hearing Wang Hao's shout, the little girl's face turned pale, and she hurriedly ran back to fetch pen and ink for Wang Hao.
"So easily frightened!"
Shaking his head with amusement, Wang Hao ignored the little girl and walked over to Ding Dian. He glanced at Ling Shuanghua, who was still crying beside Ling Situi, and then at Ding Dian, who still looked helpless.
He sighed helplessly, then flicked his finger, sending a gust of wind that struck Ling Shuanghua's sleeping acupoint, causing her to fall into a deep sleep.
" Shuanghua!"
Upon seeing this, Ding Dian was shocked and quickly knelt down to support the unconscious Ling Shuanghua, his expression full of worry.
"Brother Ding, leave that old scoundrel Ling Situi to me. You stay here and take care of Miss Ling; she's sacrificed a lot for you!"
With another sigh, Wang Hao bent down, grabbed Ling Situi, and dragged him into the cell to keep the Xuancheng Cheng company.
He would never let these two go, but before killing them, he needed to extract their martial arts skills.
Ding Dian did not stop him. He might have hesitated to take action against Ling Situi Tui, as he did not want Ling Shuanghua to hate him for the rest of her life.
However, it wouldn't stop others from taking action; having Wang Hao handle that old scoundrel Ling Situi would be perfect!
He was very clear-headed about this matter, and he understood very well that as long as that old scoundrel Ling Situi lived, he would never be able to be with Shuanghua. Only by making him disappear completely could there be a possibility between the two of them.
However, Ding Dian was completely oblivious to Ling Situi's matter at the moment. He was utterly shocked by Wang Hao's words. Looking at the veil on Ling Shuanghua's face, he felt a chill run down his spine and had a bad feeling.
With trembling hands, Ding Dian lifted the thick veil from Ling Shuanghua's face. When he saw the crisscrossing, hideous scars on her face, Ding Dian turned pale and felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
The pain was so intense he couldn't breathe!
" Shuanghua, why are you doing this to yourself!"
He held her tightly in his arms, and two streams of tears fell down his cheeks.
A man doesn't easily shed tears, unless he's truly heartbroken!
At this moment, Ding Dian was filled with immense regret, regretting that he should never have met Ling Shuanghua, let alone fallen in love with her. If it weren't for that, Shuanghua wouldn't have ended up like this.