Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law

Chapter 699 - 698: The Powerful Xu Ping’an

Xu Ping’an was sent flying by the explosive force bursting from Mo Yun, a trace of fresh blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He watched as the power of Mo Yun in front of him kept swelling, his brow also inevitably furrowed.

"Burning Dao Principle? This Mo Yun really is decisive," Xu Ping’an thought in astonishment.

Burning Dao Principle meant that even if Mo Yun didn’t die, he would never be able to step into the Tenth Rank again.

Furthermore, he would suffer from the backlash of the Dao Laws, his lifespan greatly reduced, his life hanging by a thread.

To burn the Dao Principle was to choose a path of certain death.

Clearly, everyone else was also aware of this and was incredibly surprised.

"Kid, you’ve forced me to this step; you truly are powerful, but today, even if I die, I will drag you down with me," Mo Yun said ferociously, his eyes filled with madness.

An unspeakably terrifying Ice Cold Power surged within him, converging into the war blade in his hand.

With one slash from Mo Yun, the power on the blade’s glow increased tenfold compared to before.

"Ice Soul Slash," Mo Yun bellowed.

A heaven-splitting blade radiance charged straight at Xu Ping’an.

The terrifying blade’s radiance contained an immensely fearful Ice Cold Power.

Everything in the path of the blade’s radiance turned into ice sculptures, covered with a thick layer of solid ice.

Du Bingxin and Yin Xue both had grave expressions, their figures quickly retreating.

Such a slash was Mo Yun’s desperate strike; the power it unleashed could already be compared to the full force of an Eleventh Rank Fourth Layer Realm.

Just standing on the side, they felt as if they were facing death itself, let alone confronting this slash head-on.

Xu Ping’an was likely to die under this slash.

Xu Ping’an watched the terrifying blade’s radiance; he too felt an intense sense of impending death.

The Ice Cold Power contained in this slash was too terrifying; he felt almost frozen stiff despite it not yet being close to him.

"It seems I can only use the Power of Dao Principles," Xu Ping’an didn’t hesitate and immediately borrowed the Power of Dao Principles.

"Boom!"

A horrifying Melting Dao Principle burst forth from his body.

The powerful force of flames instantly raised the temperature in the surroundings by quite a lot.

"Fenghe Sword Technique, second move, Divine Passage!" Xu Ping’an shouted loudly.

With a swing of his Sharp Sword, he transformed it into a sky-shattering Flaming Sword Aura.

"Boom!"

The two forces collided, creating an unimaginably terrifying impact.

Ice and fire formed two horrendous storms, sweeping through the entire forest.

Wherever they passed, mountains, rocks, and trees all shattered explosively.

"Pfft!"

Xu Ping’an and Mo Yun were both sent flying, coughing up fresh blood.

The others were also blown away, each vomiting blood, heavily injured.

They looked at the scene before them, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Xu Ping’an actually blocked that hit?

How could this be possible?

Mo Yun of the Eleventh Rank Third Layer Realm burning his Dao Principle still couldn’t kill him?

Just how terrifying was he?

"Did... Did Elder Mo Yun fail?" Lu Jian said in astonishment as he looked towards the far-off ruins where a barely alive Mo Yun lay.

"He lost, Elder Mo Yun has lost," Zhong Suting said, shaken as she turned to look at Xu Ping’an in the distance.

At this moment, Xu Ping’an had many wounds on his body and had returned to his original form; though heavily injured, he was still standing.

To take a hit from Elder Mo Yun and still stand?

Xu Ping’an was too terrifying.

At this moment, Du Bingxin was also tremendously shocked.

"Master, are you alright?" Yin Xue quickly rushed to Xu Ping’an, handing him a pinecone.

"I’m fine, just greatly exhausted," Xu Ping’an replied, taking the pinecone and consuming it, immediately feeling some of his strength return.

Under the Thunder Change, using the Power of Dao Principles, then unleashing the second form of Fenghe Sword Technique.

That was already his limit, but the power of this move was correspondingly terrifying.

"If you’re alright, then it’s good, Master. You’re too amazing; I originally thought you couldn’t win, but now it seems you truly are strong," Yin Xue praised sincerely.

"It’s just that I have a few more tricks up my sleeve; my real strength still isn’t enough," Xu Ping’an said with a smile.

His ability to fight Mo Yun was actually reliant on borrowing the powers of the Dao Principles and Thunder Change.

This Thunder Change couldn’t last long, only about the time it takes an incense stick to burn.

And his real combat power was at most around the peak of Eleventh Rank Second Layer Realm.

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"Master, how should we deal with them now?" Yin Xue asked.

"Kill all from the Jade Immortal Sect, but leave the Immortal Hall be," Xu Ping’an directly replied.

"Yes," Yin Xue immediately responded.

After speaking, she looked towards Mo Yun.

Mo Yun was now barely clinging to life, completely unable to fight back.

However, before she could act, a figure appeared in front of Mo Yun like a ghost.

Puchi!

Claws dry as deadwood instantly pierced through Mo Yun’s chest, excavating his heart.

"Corpse Puppet?" Yin Xue’s face changed dramatically at once.

Du Bingxin and the others were also shocked.

A man stood before Mo Yun, with shriveled skin and utterly devoid of vitality.

He was filled with a powerfully dense, sinister force, truly terrifying.

The dreadful oppressive feeling was many times stronger than what they sensed from Mo Yun.

In the man’s hand, he tightly grasped Mo Yun’s heart, gorging on it vigorously.

The thick smell of blood filled the air, making everyone’s hearts tremble.

"An Eleventh Rank Peak Corpse Puppet? No good, run!" Lu Jian immediately shouted.

The next moment, he started fleeing while dragging Zhong Suting with him.

Zhong Suting also reacted and hurriedly attempted to escape.

Their actions, however, drew the Corpse Puppet’s attention, and it rapidly charged at Lu Jian and Zhong Suting.

The Corpse Puppet moved swiftly, almost catching up to them in the blink of an eye.

Lu Jian’s face twisted with ferocity as he struck Zhong Suting in the chest, pushing her towards the Corpse Puppet.

Zhong Suting had absolutely no defenses up and never expected Lu Jian to use her as a human shield.

"Roar!"

The Corpse Puppet let out an infuriated roar, its claws directly piercing through Zhong Suting, ripping her in half.

Zhong Suting died on the spot, her blood spattering everywhere.

Seeing this, Lu Jian became even more terrified and frantically fled.

But the Corpse Puppet moved faster than he could have imagined.

It promptly caught up to him and tore Lu Jian in two.

A Tenth Rank Peak cultivation stood no chance against the Corpse Puppet, not withstanding a single blow.

Xu Ping’an and the others watched this scene, their expressions growing extremely grave.

The Corpse Puppet was too strong; with such a bloodthirsty nature, it was unlikely they would escape unscathed.

Sure enough, the Corpse Puppet suddenly looked in Du Bingxin and the others’ direction.

The next moment, it charged out, rapidly heading straight for Xu Ping’an.

"No good, it’s coming for us," Pan Zhen exclaimed in terror.

Tong Jianjun’s face turned pale with fear as well.

Du Bingxin’s eyes were fierce, and she immediately unleashed the Red Lotus Karmic Fire in a sword strike.

But the Corpse Puppet was more powerful than she had imagined.

With a swipe of its claw, it shattered the fiery sword aura.

Du Bingxin’s face changed drastically—her Red Lotus Karmic Fire was utterly ineffective against the Corpse Puppet?

But before Du Bingxin could think further, the Corpse Puppet was already upon her.

The fearsome claws, emanating a chilling sinister force, reached out for Du Bingxin.

If touched by those claws, she would be instantly torn in half.

Du Bingxin’s face showed extreme terror as she tried to escape.

But she found her body completely immobilized.

She was enveloped by a horrifying sinister force, unable to move at all.

All she could do was watch the terrifying claws approaching.

Is this death?

Despair surged in Du Bingxin’s heart.

She had not expected to meet her end here.

However, just as Du Bingxin prepared herself for death, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Xu Ping’an?"

Du Bingxin watched the tall figure appear before her in disbelief, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

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