Chapter 2241 - 2239: The Person I Least Want to See Right Now

Chapter 2241: Chapter 2239: The Person I Least Want to See Right Now

[Here’s the second update for today. Where is the Alliance Hierarch’s reward?]

Princess Zi Xuan, facing the Divine Skills of the Sword Sect’s eldest son, truly seemed somewhat outmatched!

After the Sword Sect’s eldest son roused the inherited Divine Skills of his swordsmanship, the first strand of Sword Qi blasted Princess Zi Xuan flying, the second strand of Sword Qi wounded her. Without the slightest hesitation, the Sword Sect’s eldest son again swung the longsword in his hand, slashing out a third strand of Sword Qi!

Whoosh!

When this third strand of Sword Qi was unleashed, the entire stretch of heaven and earth shuddered once, as if even the world itself were startled by this Sword Qi. Princess Zi Xuan frowned slightly, gripping the Cheng Ying Sword in her hand tight, yet at this moment even the Cheng Ying Sword seemed unable to block the Sword Sect’s eldest son’s Divine Sword Arts—otherwise, those two previous strands of Sword Qi would not have injured Princess Zi Xuan like that!

"I did not expect the Sword Sect’s Divine Sword Arts to be so powerful!"

"No wonder the Sword Sect Three Sons can fight the four strongest young experts of the Northern State Territory head-on—they truly have the strength!"

"Astounding. The Sword Sect is nothing more than an unremarkable inheritance. Their founding ancestor’s Cultivation Realm was not high; he merely obtained a Divine Sword refined by a Half-step Saint Realm expert, then comprehended a set of swordsmanship from that Divine Sword and established the Sword Sect. By rights, no matter how powerful the Sword Sect might be, it should still be limited!"

"Wrong—the Sword Sect’s might goes far beyond that. The Divine Sword Arts that the Sword Sect’s eldest son is displaying are extremely shocking; we simply did not know of them before!"

"Exactly. Judging from the Divine Sword Arts the Sword Sect’s eldest son is using, he has not yet cultivated this Divine Sword Art to the Great Achievement Realm, and yet it already possesses such power. Who dares claim that the Sword Sect’s eldest son is weak?"

"The Cheng Ying Sword in Princess Zi Xuan’s hand is one of the Ancient ten Divine Swords, innately indestructible, and yet once the Sword Sect’s eldest son unleashed his Divine Sword Arts, even it could not withstand his Sword Qi. That alone proves that this Divine Sword Art of the Sword Sect is definitely not something simple!"

The Sword Sect’s eldest son, unleashing such ferocious and tyrannical Divine Sword Arts, forced Princess Zi Xuan—who had been able to fight him on equal footing—into having no room left to counterattack in an instant, even injuring her. It had to be said: the Divine Sword Arts roused by the Sword Sect’s eldest son were truly powerful. No one dared take his Divine Sword Arts lightly, and at the same time, people began to look at the Sword Sect inheritance behind him with new eyes. In the Northern State Territory, the Sword Sect was a negligible lineage, yet it possessed such terrifying Divine Sword Arts. How could people not be somewhat astonished?

"Three strands of Sword Qi—no one has ever survived beneath this third strand of Sword Qi!" The Sword Sect’s eldest son looked coldly at Princess Zi Xuan and said.

"No matter how strong you are, no matter how fierce your Sword Qi, my resolve to defend the Flying Flower Zen Temple will not waver—unless both my form and spirit are annihilated!" Princess Zi Xuan returned from her shock, her gaze incomparably firm as she spoke.

"Then go die!" The Sword Sect’s eldest son sneered in disdain.

Boom!

All of a sudden, that third strand of Sword Qi slashed toward Princess Zi Xuan. In such a situation, Princess Zi Xuan was also startled; she could only swing the Cheng Ying Sword in her hand to block. Yet when the Cheng Ying Sword intercepted this Sword Qi, the third strand of Sword Qi unleashed by the Sword Sect’s eldest son did not blast her flying, nor did it directly injure her—instead, it instantly enveloped her within. Just as Princess Zi Xuan was feeling puzzled, she realized she seemed to be shrouded within a sheath of sword-light. Within this sword-light, fine, minute sword radiance constantly appeared—and one must absolutely not underestimate these tiny sword radiance; each carried enough power to pierce the Void, hacking toward Princess Zi Xuan again and again!

Pu!

Pu!

Pu!

Princess Zi Xuan kept dodging, and kept swinging the Cheng Ying Sword in her hand to block. However, this strand of Sword Qi was simply too powerful, and those tiny sword radiance were nearly invisible, omnipresent, impossible to evade completely. Very quickly, Princess Zi Xuan was struck by these tiny sword radiance. Blood seeped from the wounds on her skin, and soon she was covered in cuts from head to toe. Although it was not enough to kill her outright, it was excruciating. Martial Artists are not emotionless beasts; they can feel that torment of injury just the same!

"Hahahaha, do you know why I didn’t kill you with a single sword?" The Sword Sect’s eldest son laughed hideously and roared, "Because death is not the best way to punish someone. You killed my third brother, you killed my second brother—I will use this method to make you feel greater pain, to make you die in agony and despair!"

Princess Zi Xuan did not speak, because she found that those tiny sword radiance were constantly closing in. The skin all over her body was being sliced open by these minute sword radiance. Her swings of the Cheng Ying Sword to block were nothing but a drop in the bucket, utterly unable to stop such a slaughtering offensive!

Glancing at the Cheng Ying Sword in her hand, Princess Zi Xuan then looked around in all directions. The entire inheritance grounds of the Flying Flower Zen Temple were surrounded. Those people from other lineages had merely not revealed themselves yet—but since they had come, how could they simply leave? Right now, they were merely in a state of sitting on the mountain watching tigers fight, hoping to reap the fisherman’s gain. As for them charging onto the field, that was only a matter of time!

"No, I still can’t give up, I can’t just die like this. The other sisters of Flying Flower Zen Temple haven’t gotten very far yet!" Princess Zi Xuan looked into the near distance—many of her fellow sisters were still using Qi Manipulation Flight and had not completely escaped. She clenched her teeth and thought to herself.

Crash!

The Sword Qi that the Sword Sect’s eldest son had cut out instantly drowned Princess Zi Xuan completely in midair, and everyone could see this scene clearly. Princess Zi Xuan seemed to have lost the strength to resist—she was not the opponent of the Sword Sect’s eldest son!

"Hmph, even if you hold the Cheng Ying Sword, one of the ten Ancient Divine Swords, how could my swordsmanship and Divine Skills be something you can compare to?" the Sword Sect’s eldest son snorted coldly.

Swish!

Yet just as his words fell, a streak of sword light shot out at an incomparably fast speed—almost too fast for the naked eye to catch. If not for the powerful perception of the Sword Sect’s eldest son’s Divine Thought, it would have been impossible to even notice it—this sword light was already cleaving toward him. The Sword Sect’s eldest son frowned, but his face still carried absolute confidence. He swung the Divine Sword in his hand to block, saying with disdain, "A dying struggle, it’s useless..."

Puff!

Before the Sword Sect’s eldest son could finish his mocking words, the Longsword in his hand was pierced through. And that unbelievably fast Sword Qi, after piercing through the sword in his hand, next pierced through the head of the Sword Sect’s eldest son!

"H-how could this be?" The Sword Sect’s eldest son staggered back in terror, staring at the Longsword in his right hand that had been severed by a single Sword Qi, his expression one of total disbelief.

"Because your determination to kill me is not as great as my determination to guard Flying Flower Zen Temple!" Princess Zi Xuan’s voice rang out, and the Sword Sect’s eldest son couldn’t help but look toward the nearby void.

He saw someone walk out from within the Sword Qi that had wrapped around Princess Zi Xuan. This person was drenched in blood from head to toe, grievously wounded, yet her gaze was incomparably firm, her features allowing no argument. Within her heart, she held a conviction that she would never waver from. This person was Princess Zi Xuan!

Princess Zi Xuan gripped the Cheng Ying Sword tightly in her hand. That sword strike was the one she had unleashed in her most perilous moment. She had not expected that a single sword condensed from all her Essence, Energy, and Spirit would carry such immense power and such terrifying speed, actually beheading the Sword Sect’s eldest son in one blow. Even Princess Zi Xuan herself had not foreseen this!

"N-no, impossible, impossible! My swordsmanship and Divine Skills are stronger than yours, and the Divine Sword in my hand is also a Saint’s sword. How could it be destroyed by you so easily?" The Sword Sect’s eldest son stared at Princess Zi Xuan in terror, refusing to accept this reality.

"You didn’t lose in strength—you lost to an invincible conviction!" Princess Zi Xuan shook her head and said.

Bang!

The Sword Sect’s eldest son suddenly exploded, his entire being meeting the fate of body and spirit annihilation. Princess Zi Xuan frowned; she knew it was the Sword Qi of the Cheng Ying Sword that had consigned him to such an end. Relying on the Cheng Ying Sword to slay the Sword Sect Three Sons in succession was certainly astonishing!

Princess Zi Xuan held the Cheng Ying Sword in her hand, her body covered in wounds. Blood was still seeping out from the places where she had been injured by the Sword Qi of the Sword Sect’s eldest son. Although the pain was intense, Princess Zi Xuan knew that right now, this level of pain was nothing. Even though she had already slain Mo Huan and then wiped out the Sword Sect Three Sons in one breath, the inheritances these people represented were not the strongest in the Northern State Territory. Those truly powerful inheritances were still watching. The Martial Artists hidden within those black clouds around them were still gazing like tigers eyeing their prey. Her battle to defend Flying Flower Zen Temple to the death had only just begun!

"Who else wants to step forward for a battle? Which other inheritance wants to extinguish my Flying Flower Zen Temple? You may step out now. I, Zi Xuan, will accompany you to the very end!" Princess Zi Xuan’s voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet it carried a deterrent force.

Although Princess Zi Xuan was not the strongest among the younger generation of the Northern State Territory, and some of the elder Martial Artists didn’t even bother to put her in their eyes, her methods were iron-blooded, her killing decisive. First she slew Mo Huan, then in one breath annihilated the Sword Sect Three Sons. It had to be said, Princess Zi Xuan was a younger-generation Martial Artist with tremendous potential—she was not someone to be underestimated!

Buzz!

A figure appeared not far away. When Princess Zi Xuan saw that figure, she couldn’t help but knit her brows, because to her, that was a familiar silhouette—one she did not wish to see. To encounter him in such a situation meant drawing swords against each other, a life-and-death duel!

"Zi Xuan, you should leave. The inheritance of Flying Flower Zen Temple cannot be preserved."

Princess Zi Xuan frowned and said, "Bai Xiaofei, the person I least wanted to see here is you. And yet you still came."