Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law

Chapter 185: Continue the Slaughter

Xu Ping’an’s sword had killed Song Wen, leaving everyone utterly astonished.

The power of that sword was indeed beyond everyone’s expectations.

Looking at the hall that was split in half, everyone felt a suffocating sensation. Could this really be an attack unleashed by a Fourth Rank powerhouse?

However, there were those who saw through the truth and knew that it took long-term sword nurturing to unleash such power.

Such an attack could only be executed once, akin to accumulating strength for a one-time explosive burst.

Even so, the prowess of that sword strike was terrifying.

It can be said that Song Wen’s death was not unwarranted.

"I won, so this Yuling Shield now belongs to me, right?" Xu Ping’an picked up the Yuling Shield that fell from Song Wen’s dead body and said with a light laugh.

This Yuling Shield was a Superior Grade Spiritual Artifact, a pity that Song Wen had not fully refined it.

Otherwise, that blow just now could have been completely blocked using the Yuling Shield.

It seems that the Yuling Shield was given to Song Wen by the Sect Master of the Imperial Spirit Sect for his protection, hence he hadn’t fully refined it yet.

Xu Ping’an couldn’t help but chuckle, then turned his head to look at Luo Bing.

"That Immortal Stone of yours, does it belong to me now as well?" Xu Ping’an asked with a smile.

Luo Bing’s face was as unsightly as a pig’s belly.

He never expected that Song Wen would actually lose.

With so many people watching, if he didn’t hand it over, he would lose face greatly.

But that Immortal Stone was obviously extraordinary; giving it to Xu Ping’an would be a huge loss.

"What, you don’t want to give it?" Xu Ping’an asked with a light chuckle.

Song Wen gritted his teeth with rage but ultimately took out the Immortal Stone and threw it to Xu Ping’an.

Xu Ping’an received the Immortal Stone, his face revealing a satisfied expression.

As expected, it was a Dragon King Stone. With it, after breaking through to the Seventh Rank, he could greatly enhance his physical body.

He didn’t even need to reach the Seventh Rank; as long as his soul reached a substantial level, he could start refining the Dragon King Stone.

By then, his physical body might well be comparable to a Superior Grade Spiritual Artifact.

Xu Ping’an put away the Dragon King Stone.

"Hand over the Yuling Shield, or you won’t be able to leave this place alive today." Just then, an elder from the Imperial Spirit Sect stood out, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he gazed at Xu Ping’an.

Xu Ping’an had actually killed their Sect’s Chief Disciple and obtained the Yuling Shield belonging to their Sect.

If they didn’t kill Xu Ping’an, the Sect Master probably wouldn’t spare him once he returned to the Sect.

"The Yuling Shield is a spoil of battle I’ve obtained; why should I give it to you?" Xu Ping’an retorted.

"This item is the treasured artifact of our Sect. Song Wen had no right to use it as a wager, so you have to hand it over," the elder snorted coldly.

"Why didn’t you say that when Song Wen put it up as a stake?" Xu Ping’an scoffed.

He had seen the shameless, but never anyone this shameless.

If he had lost the duel, these people would probably have forced him to hand over the inheritance, wouldn’t they?

"Hmph, you’re all talk. Regardless of what you say today, you must hand over the Yuling Shield, or else there’s only death for you," the elder threatened.

"So, should I also hand over the inheritance I’ve won?" Xu Ping’an said with a light laugh.

"That would be for the best," the elder from the Imperial Spirit Sect answered in a cold voice.

Xu Ping’an snorted derisively, and then his eyes suddenly turned icy cold.

The next instant, his figure shot out at high speed.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the elder.

"What?" The elder was taken aback with shock.

Clearly, he had not expected Xu Ping’an’s speed to be so fast.

But he quickly reacted, hastily channeling his True Yuan into his fist and smashing it toward Xu Ping’an.

This punch was vicious and dominant, evidently intending to kill Xu Ping’an with one strike.

Xu Ping’an looked at the old man’s attacking fist with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Fourth Rank Eighth Layer Realm? With that speed, too slow," Xu Ping’an’s voice rang out mercilessly.

Then, everyone saw Xu Ping’an execute a swift strike, a flash of cold light that vanished as quickly as it appeared.

"Pfft!"

The elder’s head dropped straight to the ground.

Xu Ping’an had already sheathed his sword, the strike having been incredibly fast.

The elder, until his death, had never imagined he would fall to a youth in the Third Layer Realm of the Fourth Rank.

The surrounding people were also extremely surprised—was this Xu Ping’an’s true strength?

Without using a sword charged with power, he was still able to kill a Fourth Rank Eighth Layer Realm powerhouse in one move?

Luo Bing was stunned, previously discontent and reluctant to hand over the Immortal Stone.

If he had refused just now, perhaps he would be the one dead.

Zhou Mengyue, too, was shocked to her core at this moment.

Indeed, Xu Ping’an remained as strong as ever; even though her cultivation had significantly improved, she was still nothing in front of Xu Ping’an.

Xu Ping’an was her nightmare!

At that moment, Zhou Mengyue’s heart planted a deep seed of inner demon—and that was Xu Ping’an.

If she could not break this inner demon, she would never step into the Seventh Rank for the rest of her life.

The people of the Nangong Family were equally astonished to witness this scene.

"Xin Lan truly gave birth to a fine son!" Nangong Tianwu exclaimed with emotion.

"Indeed a genius, it seems only my elder brother’s son could be mentioned in the same breath as him," Nangong Tianwen also remarked.

Shaking his head, Nangong Shuize said, "Nangong Qing still falls short compared to Ping’an. When Qing’er was in the Third Layer Realm of the Fourth Rank, he certainly couldn’t kill someone in the Eighth Layer; not to mention that Qing’er is already twenty-seven years old, and Ping’an seems to be only seventeen."

Hearing this, people nodded in agreement.

Nangong Qing was their family’s top genius, also the champion of the Emperor’s Capital tournament in his cohort, and now he had even entered the Jade Spirit Realm for cultivation; when he left three years ago, he was at the Fifth Rank, and by now, he must be even more unfathomable.

However, to Nangong Shuize and the others, Xu Ping’an appeared to have even greater potential.

"Prepare to die!"

However, at that moment, an extremely formidable aura suddenly burst forth from outside the hall, aimed at Xu Ping’an.

The attacker was a Fifth Rank powerhouse.

Immediately using a Fifth Rank Combat Technique, the Rift Mountain Palm, he aimed at Xu Ping’an’s Heavenly Spirit Cover.

He intended to completely eradicate Xu Ping’an.

"As expected, he made his move!"

Xu Ping’an had long anticipated this moment and didn’t hesitate to summon the Xuanwu Shield.

"Clang!"

The moment Xu Ping’an summoned the Xuanwu Shield, the opponent’s palm strike arrived.

The power of this palm was earth-shattering. Although Xu Ping’an did his utmost to unload the force, he was still sent flying by the terrifying power behind the palm.

"Puh!"

Xu Ping’an spat out a mouthful of blood, glaring fiercely at the newcomer.

The attacker was a Fifth Rank Second Layer Realm expert, his strength quite extraordinary.

Indeed, the gap between the Fourth and Fifth Rank was quite vast.

"The Great Elder of the Imperial Spirit Sect?" Someone recognized the man’s identity and exclaimed in surprise.

However, the old man didn’t care about the reactions and continued his assault on Xu Ping’an.

Xu Ping’an had killed their sect’s Third Elder with one sword strike, and the Great Elder felt the threat posed by Xu Ping’an.

So, he resolved to eliminate Xu Ping’an, the great peril to his heart, no matter what.

"Hmph, courting death!"

But just as the Great Elder made his move against Xu Ping’an, a cold voice sounded.

Then, a graceful figure appeared in front of Xu Ping’an and threw a punch, sending the Great Elder flying.

"Nangong Tianyin?" While being sent flying, the Great Elder recognized the person who had intervened.