Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law

Chapter 184: Killing Song Wen

"A low-grade Spiritual Artifact? Even if he uses a weapon, he surely can’t be a match for Song Wen after the Spirit Attachment, right?" As soon as someone saw Xu Ping’an bringing out his weapon, they immediately commented.

In their eyes, even if Xu Ping’an had a very high mastery in swordsmanship, he could not bridge the power gap between him and Song Wen.

However, some with particularly sharp eyes still noticed something special about the sword in Xu Ping’an’s hand.

The sheathed sword faintly exuded an extremely formidable Sword Qi.

It was akin to a massive dragon yet to awaken, exerting an incredibly intense sense of oppression.

"Interesting, it seems he’s practicing some Sword Nurturing Technique. Without even drawing the sword, it exudes such a fierce edge," Nangong Bo said with a smile.

Nangong Tianyin nodded in agreement.

She too sensed the extraordinariness of the sword in Xu Ping’an’s hand.

However, not everyone had such acute perception, like Song Wen and Luo Bing, who did not sense the Sword Qi within Xu Ping’an’s sword.

"It seems Song Wen is sure to win, the boost in strength from Spirit Attachment is incredibly overpowering. How could Xu Ping’an possibly withstand it?" Luo Bing said with a light laugh.

If he wasn’t fully confident in Song Wen’s strength, why would he wager an Immortal Stone?

Zhou Mengyue at the side, however, did not speak. One mustn’t underestimate Xu Ping’an lightly until the very last moment, so he did not think that Song Wen was bound to win.

"Haha, you think you can offset the gap between us with a sword? Then you’re going to be disappointed, because my swordsmanship is not weak either," Song Wen said with a light laugh.

No sooner had he finished speaking than an Intermediate Grade Spirit Sword appeared in his hand, and as the Spirit Sword appeared, an incredibly sharp Sword Intent burst forth from Song Wen.

The Sword Intent echoed throughout the entire hall, filled with domineering might.

"Sword Intent at the intermediate stage, it looks like Song Wen’s comprehension of Sword Intent is also quite strong. Coupled with the disparity in cultivation, Xu Ping’an probably doesn’t stand a chance," Song Shunyi of Rift Heaven Sect said aloud.

The others unanimously nodded; after all, Song Wen was the strongest prodigy of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

"Song Wen is the direct disciple of our Imperial Spirit Sect’s sect master, having received the true teachings of the sect master himself. The best is yet to come," one of the sect’s Fourth Rank Eighth Layer Realm elders bragged.

He was certain that Xu Ping’an was doomed to defeat.

"Sword Intent at the intermediate stage, indeed not bad," Xu Ping’an said, leaning on the hilt of his sword and chuckling.

"What, scared? If you ’re scared, just hand over the lineage inheritance now, and maybe I can leave you a whole corpse," Song Wen jeered, thinking Xu Ping’an was frightened.

After hearing this, Xu Ping’an just helplessly shook his head, "If that’s all you’ve got, you probably still don’t have a chance of winning."

"Since you seek death, I’ll oblige you," Song Wen’s eyes flashed with a venomous grudge.

In the next moment, an immensely powerful True Yuan surged toward the sword in his hand.

With the flow of True Yuan, Song Wen’s sword also unleashed an extreme sharpness.

Mysterious inscriptions appeared behind him, and with the boost from the inscriptions, Song Wen’s Spirit Sword seemed to hold the power to destroy heaven and earth.

"Is that the Heavenly Spirit Sword Art from the Imperial Spirit Sect, a Fifth Rank Sword Decision?" someone exclaimed.

"That’s right, it’s our sect master’s signature technique, the Heavenly Spirit Sword Art. Song Wen has received the sect master’s legacy, and now the Heavenly Spirit Sword Art has reached Great Accomplishment. The power of this sword will be extremely terrifying, and when executed in the Spirit Attachment State, even a Fourth Rank Eighth Layer might not be able to withstand it," the Imperial Spirit Sect elder said with a smile.

Hearing these words, everyone was visibly shocked.

If even a Fourth Rank Eighth Layer Realm might not be able to withstand it, how could Xu Ping’an, merely at Fourth Rank Third Layer, survive?

The crowd’s gaze shifted toward Xu Ping’an, eyes filled with sympathy.

Nangong Tianyin’s brows were tightly furrowed, fists clenched, seemingly ready to intervene at any moment.

Next to her, Nangong Bo’s expression also became serious.

Everyone felt it was impossible for Xu Ping’an to withstand the attack.

Even Yu Xianlan began to fear the worst for Xu Ping’an at that moment.

However, Xu Ping’an, watching Song Wen wrapped in swirling Sword Qi, remained calm.

"So this is your strongest move? It seems rather ordinary," Xu Ping’an laughed.

"Hmph, overconfident fool, I want to see how you’ll take this strike. Heavenly Spirit Sword Art, Glorious Moon Slash!" Song Wen roared.

A sword slashed out, and instantly, an ultimate Sword Radiance burst forth.

Rushing towards Xu Ping’an at lightning speed.

The Sword Qi was like a rainbow, carrying with it an intense aura that threatened to annihilate everything in its path; wherever it went, the great hall was torn apart, leaving a deep sword mark behind.

"Die!" Song Wen was exceedingly proud.

Under this sword, if Xu Ping’an managed to survive, he would be left with nothing but his last breath.

As long as he secured the inherited sequence, he could make Xu Ping’an’s life worse than death.

The crowd around was also full of admiration, truly befitting the Chief Disciple of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

Within the Fourth Rank, very few could withstand the power of this sword.

The gap in strength in this battle was too great, Xu Ping’an was sure to lose.

However, just when everyone was convinced that Xu Ping’an had no chance of winning, Xu Ping’an suddenly made his move.

All saw him draw the sword that had never been unsheathed before, unleashing the Spirit Sword from its scabbard, and a terrifying Sword Intent exploded forth like mountains and seas, soaring into the sky.

The great hall seemed to have been shredded by a Giant Sword.

Xu Ping’an made no superfluous movements, simply slashing down with his sword.

A Sword Qi as sharp as cicada wings, and immense, suddenly soared up.

"What terrifying Sword Qi, why is his Sword Qi so strong?"

"Yes, the Sharp Sword’s Sword Qi seems to have been nurtured for a long time, and now that it has been drawn, it’s like mountains and rivers shattering; coupled with Xu Ping’an’s own strong Sword Intent that has reached the Peak, with the enhancement of this Sword Intent, the power of the Sword Qi increased manifold," someone exclaimed in astonishment.

The others were similarly shocked beyond measure.

"Puchi!"

Song Wen’s Sword Radiance was easily shattered under this one sword.

And that ultimate Sword Radiance was chopping down towards Song Wen.

"No…"

Song Wen was extremely frightened, feeling a wave of fear of death at that moment.

He hurriedly mobilized all of his True Yuan to defend against it.

However, his True Yuan appeared totally futile against this terrifying Sword Qi.

"Puchi!"

The Sword Radiance fell.

Song Wen, along with the entire great hall, was split in two by this one sword.

Everyone was stunned, looking at the hall divided into two, then at Song Wen on the ground, also split in half, their shock was beyond words.

This one sword was too terrifying, so much so that not only Fourth Rank, but even Fifth Rank powerhouses felt threatened.

Luo Bing at this moment was dumbfounded as well.

Song Wen actually lost?

And to lose so miserably?

He simply couldn’t believe that all this was real.

Zhou Mengyue at this moment also had an exceedingly grim expression on her face.

Although she had guessed that Xu Ping’an might win, she hadn’t expected him to show such terrifying strength.

That sword just now, even if it were her, she probably couldn’t have taken it.

Indeed, this was the real Xu Ping’an, as monstrously talented as ever.

"Looks like I’ve won," Xu Ping’an said with a light smile, looking at the shocked crowd.