Chapter Fifteen: Fierce and Ruthless Tactics Unleashed!
“Hmph, your swordsmanship is indeed impressive, but in your hands, it is wasted. Hand it over to me!”
The old man in the black robe’s murky eyes flickered with a trace of greed. He stepped forward and grasped a great blade, surging with overwhelming energy, then slashed downward.
Boom!
A three-zhang-long blade aura exploded through the air, streaking straight toward Huo Qing.
Seeing this, Huo Qing’s sword-wielding speed instantly increased. Yet the blade aura clung to his position like a bone-eating worm, relentlessly pursuing him.
“Can’t dodge it, then I’ll clash head-on!”
Huo Qing’s face turned icy cold. He stomped heavily, halting his movement, and with his spirit-infused sword, gathered power for a decisive slash, radiating a killing intent that shook the heavens.
“Whirling Sword Slash!”
Bang!
A fierce shockwave swept out, shaking Huo Qing’s body and forcing him to retreat more than ten steps, carving a deep furrow into the ground.
“Truly formidable.”
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Huo Qing’s eyes held no fear, only burning battle fervor.
Only by fighting such formidable opponents could he temper himself and grow stronger. Otherwise, all his cultivation would be for naught without combat skills—how could he ever avenge those two great sword halls?
What he sought was not merely cultivation growth, but a profound deepening of his foundation!
“Again!”
Huo Qing raised his sword, surging with fierce momentum. Brilliant sword light howled continuously, carving scars even into the surrounding space.
“Since you dare come to court death, then I shall grant your wish!”
The black-robed elder’s expression darkened. Since stepping into the late Heavenly Spirit realm, no one had dared challenge him for a long time. Today, he intended to crush this reckless youth to pieces!
Huo Qing unleashed his full power. Boundless sword qi followed the blade’s movement, cutting through the battlefield, gradually turning the tide.
The elder grew increasingly alarmed. This fellow’s difficulty far exceeded what his surface cultivation suggested.
“Heavenly Gang Sword Pattern!”
Two solid sword auras trembled and surged forth, each three zhang long, striking out in unison with terrifying force.
“Whirling Sword Slash!”
Huo Qing’s body flickered, his afterimages flashing. His spirit sword traced a dazzling sword blossom that concealed utmost danger.
Three assaults of varying sizes, wrapped in tremendous fluctuations, slammed heavily down upon the black-robed elder’s head.
Boom!
A violent explosion instantly echoed, shrouding the battlefield in smoke and haze, obscuring vision.
For over ten breaths, the dust gradually settled.
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“Cough, cough…”
Huo Qing staggered out, looking somewhat disheveled. His hair was tousled, and across his chest was a clear bloodstain.
Opposite him, the black-robed elder’s tattered robes revealed half his body covered in sword scars, with a deep, bone-exposing wound across his chest.
Blood flowed freely.
Comparatively, the elder’s injuries were undoubtedly more severe.
“Hiss…”
On a nearby viewing platform, an old man gasped sharply, staring in shock.
This man was Meng Yuanzheng.
Beside him stood a graceful and exquisite woman, her beauty breathtaking. A small red mole adorned her forehead, her every expression intoxicating.
“Miss, the Junwang Mansion’s men seem unable to handle Huo Qing. We…”
Most knew Meng Yuanzheng as the auction master, but few realized that this stunning woman before him was the true authority.
She was Dongfang Yushu of Shenghuang County.
The woman who had caused countless men across Shenghuang County to bow before her, of noble rank, rumored to be the direct daughter of the reigning Shenghuang County Princess.
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yushu lazily stretched and softly spoke:
“Why worry? If they truly cannot deal with Huo Qing, there’s nothing I can do. When that time comes, we’ll simply claim their men are useless. Even the Tian Shu County Princess won’t dare blame us.”
“Moreover…”
Dongfang Yushu smiled charmingly, her radiance instantly dimming all else around her.
“Right now, the Tian Shu County Princess’s household is in turmoil—how could they have the heart to care about this? My helping them is merely going with the flow and returning a favor. That’s as benevolent as I get...”
“Yes, Miss!”
Boom!
As the black-robed elder gradually fell behind, two more from the Han family joined the fray.
Multiple attacks swept toward Huo Qing simultaneously, placing him in grave danger.
After another collision, Huo Qing could no longer withstand it. He spat blood, his face pale.
“Huo Qing is like an indestructible cockroach—he’s endured so many attacks from us and still survives!”
The Han family members’ faces darkened, their hearts roiling.
They had lived most of their lives without ever seeing a mid-Earth Spirit realm junior who could battle three late Heavenly Spirit realm warriors to such a degree.
“Yunfeng, no need for more words. He killed our Second Young Master of the Han family. No matter what, he must die here!”
Elsewhere, Han Chenfeng’s hair stood on end, his face ashen. He had just taken a sword aura strike from Huo Qing and looked extremely battered.
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At the same time, he harbored deep fear. This junior was a prodigy. If allowed to grow unchecked, he would become a tremendous threat to the Han family.
“Friends from Junwang Mansion, strike with full force.”
The two glanced at the black-robed elder, voice grave.
The elder’s heart chilled as he nodded decisively:
“Kill this fiend without fail!”
Immediately, the three surged with overwhelming spiritual power, like three tornadoes, instantly overturning the entire building!
It must be known, the auction house was constructed from an extremely hard metal, difficult to damage even with several late Heavenly Spirit realm experts attacking together.
Now, after enduring so long, the building finally collapsed completely.
Boom!
Three figures soared into the sky, their spiritual power boiling fiercely.
The sky darkened, yet this terrifying aura instantly drew countless onlookers.
“Look, such powerful battle fluctuations!”
“Hiss, those are three late Heavenly Spirit realm warriors!”
“Who could provoke three such warriors to unite in attack?!”
“That person… seems only mid-Earth Spirit realm?”
After the initial shock, everyone’s minds filled with astonishment.
“Huo Qing, die before me!”
At this moment, the three’s spiritual power reached its peak. They howled to the heavens and unleashed their strongest strikes.
“Ghost Howl Demon-Slaying Blade!”
“Rakshasa Fist!”
“Rakshasa Palm!”
The two Han elders clearly wielded complementary spiritual techniques, their combined might amplified manifold.
Three attacks, nearly filling the sky, surged forth with a terrifying aura that shook the soul.
Below, all held their breath, some closing their eyes, unable to imagine how this mere mid-Earth Spirit realm youth could possibly withstand them.