Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law

Chapter 336: Killing Luo Henfeng

"Boom!"

The young sect master of the Ghostly Nether Sect crashed through three large trees before stabilizing his form.

Looking at the armguard on his left hand, there was now an imprint of a fist.

Moreover, the bones in his left arm were already broken.

His right arm was also numb, completely unable to move.

Luo Henfeng’s heart was filled with shock as he stared with a sinister gaze at Xu Ping’an, who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

Although he had perceived in advance that this punch might be strong, he hadn’t expected the power of this punch to be so terrifying.

The punch he had just received had far surpassed the power any Seventh Rank Peak expert could unleash.

Of course, what surprised Ah De the most was that Xu Ping’an’s cultivation was only at the Sixth Rank First Layer Realm.

A Sixth Rank First Layer Realm practitioner, destroying his Immortal Artifact and breaking his arm with a single punch?

How could this be possible?

The woman standing behind Xu Ping’an also wore a face of surprise.

Xu Ping’an’s sudden appearance had caught her off guard.

She had been ready to fight this man to the death, even at the cost of her own life.

But she hadn’t anticipated Xu Ping’an, like a deity descending from the sky, to suddenly emerge and fend off the young sect master of the Ghostly Nether Sect with a single punch.

"He’s quite handsome," the woman assessed Xu Ping’an with a glance, revealing a shy expression.

"Are you alright?" Xu Ping’an turned to ask the woman.

"I... I’m fine," the woman stammered, responding hastily, her face turning even redder.

Xu Ping’an looked helpless.

What was with this woman’s peculiar behavior?

"If you’re alright, then leave first. I’ll hold him off for you," Xu Ping’an said.

"I won’t leave; I’ll wait for you to finish," the woman retorted.

Xu Ping’an felt helpless.

Did this woman not fear that he might not be able to beat him?

His cultivation was clearly only at the Sixth Rank First Layer Realm, wasn’t it?

However, the woman didn’t seem to have such concerns; she simply stood by, silently watching Xu Ping’an.

Xu Ping’an didn’t bother with her any longer and turned his head to face the young sect master of the Ghostly Nether Sect.

"I am Luo Henfeng, the young sect master of the Ghostly Nether Sect. May I ask who you are, and why do you intervene in the affairs of my Ghostly Nether Sect?" Luo Henfeng asked tentatively instead of acting rashly.

After all, Xu Ping’an gave him a strange feeling; if he was a disciple of some major power, it would be best not to offend him.

"Loose Cultivator Xu Qing," Xu Ping’an replied.

He didn’t reveal his real name.

"So, it’s just a loose cultivator," Luo Henfeng sighed in relief in his heart.

His gaze toward Xu Ping’an also took on a disdainful look.

Xu Ping’an’s combat power was decent, but it still didn’t pose a threat to him.

What he feared was that this young man might have the backing of a significant power.

Since Xu Ping’an had no such backing, there was nothing for him to be afraid of.

"Loose Cultivator Xu Qing, as a loose cultivator, you should understand that there are matters you should concern yourself with and others you should not. Sometimes meddling in affairs just because of a rush of blood to the head can end in a very tragic outcome," Luo Henfeng said with a light chuckle.

Xu Ping’an smiled faintly and quipped, "Are you threatening me?"

"You could understand it that way. It’s easy for loose cultivators who don’t manage their own business well to lose their lives. My Ghostly Nether Sect is the second-largest sect in the Earth Spirit Immortal Dynasty; do you think offending me leaves you any chance of survival?" Luo Henfeng said with a cold laugh.

"What if I don’t think so?" Xu Ping’an asked with a smile.

At those words, Luo Henfeng instantly turned cold, a strong intent to kill surging in his eyes.

"You truly insist on meddling, Xu Qing. Life is precious and you only have one. Think carefully—I know your strength is formidable, but your cultivation hasn’t reached the Seventh Rank. It would be effortless for me to kill you," Luo Henfeng huffed coldly.

"You can try," Xu Ping’an said with a smile, his eyes becoming sharp.

He felt significant pressure facing a Seventh Rank Ninth Layer Realm strongman.

This time, however, he did not plan to use Cang Xue’s power for defense.

He wanted to test his own Niwan Palace’s ability to endure.

As long as he could withstand it, Luo Henfeng was sure to die.

"If you’re so bent on seeking death, then I shall oblige," Luo Henfeng roared in anger.

This Xu Qing was a stubborn fool. Since the other party was so intent on courting death, he would not be blamed.

Thus, Luo Henfeng directly produced a battle sabre in his hand, his figure flashed, and he aimed straight for Xu Ping’an to kill him.

With one slash of the sabre, the blade’s radiance overwhelmed the heavens.

It must be said that the power of this slash was very strong, extremely terrifying.

Xu Ping’an furrowed his brows as the Black Nether boxing gloves appeared.

He threw a punch.

Immediately, he shattered the blade’s radiance.

Although the power of the blade’s radiance was strong, it still couldn’t harm Xu Ping’an.

However, at the same moment that Xu Ping’an’s punch shattered the blade’s radiance, beneath it, a very hard-to-detect fine needle instantly penetrated into Xu Ping’an’s body.

The needle was even wrapped in a dense black mist.

"What is this..." Xu Ping’an was startled.

From a distance, Luo Henfeng burst into loud laughter, "Haha, this is my Immortal Artifact, the King of Hell Needle, which I have tempered over the years with Ghostly Fiendish Force. Once struck by this needle, even an Eighth Rank Strongman is bound to die, kid, you’re definitely dead."

Upon hearing this, the woman who had been watching Xu Ping’an from afar also turned pale.

She hadn’t expected Xu Ping’an to also be hit by this needle, which she had carelessly been wounded by before.

Now that Xu Ping’an had also been stricken by the needle, the Ghostly Fiendish Force inside was too strong—almost certainly fatal to a Seventh Rank Expert.

And it was only because she had withstood the force of the Heaven’s Fiendish Force for years that she could hold on until now.

"Despicable." Xu Ping’an cursed in anger, his face also showing a painful expression.

"Haha, despicable, to the victor belong the spoils, Xu Qing, you can only blame yourself for meddling too much."

Luo Henfeng laughed heartily, his face filled with extreme pride.

In his eyes, Xu Ping’an was already a dead man.

With the Ghostly Evil Poison entering the body, the physical body of a Seventh Rank Expert would rapidly decay, eventually turning into a skeleton.

For someone of Xu Ping’an’s strength, it was absolutely impossible to withstand his Ghostly Evil Poison.

The woman’s face was full of self-reproach.

She should have warned Xu Ping’an. Now that Xu Ping’an had lost his life because of her, it brought her immense pain.

"Is that so?"

However, just then, a voice suddenly arose behind Luo Henfeng.

Luo Henfeng was shocked, his pupils contracted, and his whole body stiffened instantly.

The self-reproaching woman also stared blankly at what was behind Luo Henfeng.

Luo Henfeng also hurriedly turned his head.

He saw Xu Ping’an standing less than a meter behind him.

Luo Henfeng was horrified, his face showing an expression of disbelief.

How could this be possible?

He had clearly been poisoned by his own Ghostly Fiendish Force; how could there be nothing wrong?

And who was that guy standing opposite him?

He looked towards the place where Xu Ping’an had originally been standing.

He saw that where Xu Ping’an had been, there was now only a puddle of black ink.

"A clone?" Luo Henfeng was terrified and pale.

The woman in the distance was also shocked beyond measure.

She hadn’t expected Xu Ping’an to have a clone.

"Die!" Xu Ping’an suddenly struck out with a punch.

The distance was less than a meter, and with the addition of Xu Ping’an’s Time Fist Technique.

Luo Henfeng couldn’t dodge at all and could only watch as Xu Ping’an’s fist magnified in front of his eyes.

"No... if I have to die, you’re coming with me." Luo Henfeng’s face revealed a ferocious look.

All the Soul Power in his mind instantly gathered to form a Soul Knife, slashing towards Xu Ping’an’s Niwan Palace.

The woman in the distance sensed all of this, her eyes widening, her heart suddenly clenching.

"Boom!"

Xu Ping’an’s punch exploded Luo Henfeng’s head, instantly blood splattered everywhere.

However, Xu Ping’an also felt darkness before his eyes and a sharp pain surged through his mind.

The next moment, he lost consciousness.