Let's Go, Senior Sister-I'll Take You to Kill Someone

"Bang bang bang bang—"

Hong Ye wielded her green-edged sword against Zhao Heilong. Zhao Heilong's Mountain Splitting Axe swept open and closed with immense force, each strike heavy and ferocious.

Hong Ye did not clash with him head-on, instead choosing to prevail through finesse. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than a dozen moves, yet neither side could gain the upper hand.

"There's not enough room to fight here. If you've got the guts, follow me somewhere more open and battle me. I'll take your head from your shoulders!"

With a roar, Zhao Heilong knocked aside Hong Ye's green-edged sword with one blow, then turned and left. Hong Ye snorted coldly. "As if I'd fear you!"

She immediately chased after him with her sword in hand, killing intent blazing in her eyes. She swore to personally split Zhao Heilong apart.

On the other side, Shi Heihu and Zhang Heibao also walked toward Lin Changkong and Zhou Yue. Both wielded heavy sabers, their imposing aura pressing down on the surroundings.

Zhou Yue raised her sword and said to Lin Changkong, "Junior Brother, just hold one of them back. Once I kill him, I'll come help you. Don't worry, Senior Sister will definitely protect you."

Zhou Yue spoke with utter seriousness; her tone made it sound as though she truly meant every word.

In her eyes, Lin Changkong was only at the Qi Gathering Fifth Level. Holding back a Qi Gathering Seventh Level opponent would certainly not be easy, so she had to end this quickly. Otherwise, her junior brother would be in danger.

"Wind Cloud Sword Technique!"

The next moment, Zhou Yue's sword flashed, and she charged toward Shi Heihu, intending to finish the battle as swiftly as possible.

Zhang Heibao walked toward Lin Changkong, grinning hideously as he said, "What a reckless little bastard. Once I capture you, I'll make sure you understand what cruelty is, what—"

"I'll call you a motherfucking bastard!"

Before Zhang Heibao could finish, Lin Changkong shot forward with his saber in hand.

With spiritual energy flowing through it, the Crimson Flame Saber immediately radiated scorching heat, like raging flames burning fiercely.

With one slash, the blazing aura surged like wind and clouds in turmoil, sweeping toward Zhang Heibao.

Zhang Heibao's pupils contracted.

"What terrifying saber momentum!"

He had no time left to spew threats. He hurriedly raised his saber to block.

"Clang!"

With a crisp ring, their blades collided. Zhang Heibao felt an enormous force, carrying scorching heat, crush down upon him. The web between his thumb and forefinger throbbed with pain, and the saber in his hand nearly flew free.

His footsteps staggered as well, and he was blasted backward again and again.

Lin Changkong had barely finished his first slash when the second followed close behind, without the slightest pause. At the same time, Blood Fiend Saber Qi erupted and poured into the Crimson Flame Saber. Amplified by the saber, its might soared dramatically.

Scarlet-red saber qi swept out, making Zhang Heibao's heart pound in terror.

"What powerful saber qi!"

He urged spiritual energy into his saber and unleashed a full-force slash, but he could not block that terrifying saber qi at all.

A crisp crack rang out. The saber in his hand shattered into fragments, and the immense force nearly sent him flying.

Before he could steady himself, the third slash came hurtling in. Even more savage and violent saber qi roared toward him, leaving him no time to dodge. He could only cover his body in spiritual energy to defend himself.

"Pfft—"

Yet his spiritual energy defense was fragile beyond measure before the Blood Fiend Saber Qi. With another muffled sound, a scorching force entered his body.

He looked down and saw a dark-red line slanting from his left shoulder all the way to his waist. No blood flowed from it; the saber qi had already seared it dry.

The next second, his head and half his body slid down. His two legs, still attached to the mangled half of his upper body, toppled over as well.

Zhang Heibao's eyes widened. He wanted to scream, but no sound came out. Only one despairing thought remained in his mind: I'm going to die!

In merely three slashes, Lin Changkong had split him in half!

The entire process had taken no more than three breaths.

Lin Changkong's saber qi was tyrannical and fierce, wielded as easily as plucking something from his hand. His speed was astonishing, and his saber technique incomparably exquisite—more than a hundred times superior to Zhang Heibao's.

The overwhelming saber qi also drew the attention of Zhou Yue and Shi Heihu, who were still fighting. When they turned their heads, they saw Lin Changkong split Zhang Heibao in half with a single slash.

Clean and decisive, ruthless and resolute.

In that instant, both their pupils shrank, and their hearts shuddered with fear.

"Third Brother!"

Shi Heihu cried out in alarm, utterly stunned.

That was a Qi Gathering Seventh Level cultivator! He had actually been slain with one slash. How could this be? This guy was that terrifying?

Zhou Yue was even more shocked, unable to believe it.

Just moments ago, she had been worried that Lin Changkong would be in danger. She had thought she needed to end the fight quickly and then go support him.

Yet she had only just begun, while Lin Changkong had already finished!

With only three slashes, he had overwhelmingly crushed a Qi Gathering Seventh Level opponent.

And you were telling her this was the Qi Gathering Fifth Level?

The clown had turned out to be herself!

After killing Zhang Heibao, Lin Changkong did not hesitate in the slightest. He turned, raised his saber, and charged at Shi Heihu.

Without any needless words, scorching saber qi wrapped around the force of a thousand jin and swept horizontally. Before the blade itself arrived, the saber qi was already cutting toward Shi Heihu with the force of bamboo splitting under a knife.

Feeling that terrifying saber qi, Zhou Yue's heart also pounded wildly.

"Fourth-tier martial art, Blood Fiend Saber Qi... With such a terrifying aura, could it be that Junior Brother Lin has already cultivated Blood Fiend Saber Qi to the major mastery stage?

My heavens, what kind of cultivation speed is this!"

Zhou Yue felt as though her mind had become a tangled mess. Lin Changkong's savage aura and strength had completely overwhelmed her.

While she was still in shock, the Blood Fiend Saber Qi had already swept forth. One slash—Shi Heihu was forced into a rapid retreat.

Two slashes—his blade shattered, and his body flew backward.

Three slashes—his head hit the ground!

It was clean and decisive to the extreme!

At the moment Shi Heihu's head flew away, his eyes contained nothing but endless terror and disbelief.

Since when had such a terrifying existence appeared in the Heavenly Fire Sect's Outer Sect?

Zhou Yue's mouth hung open as well, dumbstruck. Looking at the headless corpse that had collapsed to the ground, she felt as though her brain were about to shrivel up.

Not...

Junior Brother, weren't you just a little too fast?!

"Junior Brother Lin, are you sure you're at the Qi Gathering Fifth Level?"

Zhou Yue wanted to swallow to ease herself, only to find that her mouth was dry and parched. There was not even saliva to swallow.

Lin Changkong replied with a calm expression, "Yes. Yesterday, I was at the Qi Gathering Fifth Level."

"Then what about today?"

"Qi Gathering Sixth Level."

Zhou Yue: "..."

"And your Blood Fiend Saber Qi—have you cultivated it to major mastery too?"

Lin Changkong said, "Not major mastery."

Zhou Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's already at perfection."

Zhou Yue's mouth twitched fiercely. "!!!"

Junior Brother, what the fuck!

One minor realm a day!

Did you level up as easily as drinking water, my dear junior brother?

And at the Qi Gathering Sixth Level, you could kill a Qi Gathering Seventh Level opponent in three slashes despite fighting above your realm. Did you have to be this ridiculously fierce?

Thinking of how she had just said she would protect Lin Changkong and told him to hold one opponent back, Zhou Yue's face instantly burned hot.

Though she had indeed meant well, looking back on it now, she felt like an utter idiot no matter how she thought about it.

If she had fought Shi Heihu, she had no idea how long it would have taken to determine the victor. Even if she won, it would definitely have taken more than a hundred moves.

Lin Changkong had killed him in three slashes. In other words, if she faced Lin Changkong, he could likely kill her within five slashes.

But hadn't Junior Brother entered the Outer Sect only a few days ago?

My junior brother was ridiculously fierce!

Lin Changkong did not explain anything. The life of a cheater needed no explanation.

He merely carried his saber and walked toward the stronghold, saying without looking back, "Let's go, Senior Sister. I'll take you to kill someone."