Legend of Sword King

The fifth-level Ascendant cultivator called Fang Zheng laughed sinisterly at this moment as the long sword in his hand drew a sharp arc and clashed with Lin Xin's short blade.    

    

With a clang, Lin Xin's arm was struck as her short blade was just about to fall out of her hand. Her heart tightened and she was about to vomit blood, but her body couldn't help but take a few steps back before she managed to stop herself.    

    

The two were separated by two realms, and their strength was on a completely different level.    

    

On one side, Li Muzhao was engaged in an intense battle with another cultivator of the fifth level of the ascendant stage.    

    

He and Lin Xin were both cultivators, so they could still hold on for a while. However, Liu Jing An, who was not a cultivator, couldn't even last a single second.    

    

Liu Jing'an raised the wooden bench and smashed it towards a cultivator of the Wu family. However, he was cut into the wooden bench and his sword tore a hole in his chest. Liu Jing'an screamed miserably as he fell into a pool of blood.    

    

Liu Jingan's miserable shrieks caused Lin Xin's eyes to turn cold. However, she had no intention of backing down. She stared fixedly at the opponent before her, forcefully swallowing the blood that had already reached her throat and killing her once again.    

    

Fang Zheng's gaze was bloodthirsty as he smiled cruelly: "Since you don't know what's good for you then I will not be polite and cripple your cultivation!"    

    

With that, he swung his sword down at full power!    

    

This was an all-out attack from a fifth level of the Nazi realm.    

    

Once it appeared, it began to frantically pull at the surrounding elemental energy, causing Lin Xin to inject the energy into the short blade. It became extremely chaotic, like a river flowing through a sluice gate, completely out of control, unable to gather any energy. Not only was it unable to strike out against the enemy, but it also had the tendency to clash with itself and devour itself!    

    

She knew that there was no path to heaven or earth for her. Once the two weapons clashed, she would definitely be severely injured, and her cultivation would very likely be crippled. Because the backlash of the Essence would destroy her own body, and that would destroy her aurasea!    

    

Upon reaching the fifth level of the skyrocketing realm, one's Essence Qi could condense into a whirlpool, which was the same suppressive force that came with battling cultivators of lower realms. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for the Wu and Wei Families to become famous clans in the Southern City just because they had a fifth grade cultivator in their clan. Each clan controlled more than ten streets!    

    

Lin Xin knew very well that if she were to face this sword, she would definitely lose. However, she had no path of retreat, so she could only face it head on. The moment the two swords were about to collide, the girl's pale face suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a determined look.    

    

She had previously said that she would use her life to protect Cheng Qing's An Tian Sect.    

    

It was time for her to fulfill her promise.    

    

Yes, she was merely fulfilling her promise.    

    

She was not afraid of death.    

    

If that was the case, what was there to be afraid of?    

    

Wu Hongshan, who was standing behind the attacking crowd, laughed out loud in delight. He pointed to the sky and scolded, "Cheng Qing, did you see that? Your woman's cultivation will soon be crippled and she'll fall into my hands! So what if you beat me today? The one who will have the last laugh is the true victor! "    

    

At this moment, the fifth-level Ascendant cultivator in front of Lin Xin had already swung his sword. The distance between him and Lin Xin's blade was less than half a foot!    

    

It was at this moment.    

    

On the rooftop of An Tian Sect in Funing Street, there was a man as big as a goose who was about to arrive.    

    

An azure sword qi descended from the sky like a waterfall, arriving shortly after the strike!    

    

The sword qi was more than three meters long and incomparably sharp. With the pressure of Mount Tai and the momentum of the raging tides, it slashed at Fang Zheng who was in front of Lin Xin!    

    

The man with the sword said in a voice full of ridicule: "I agree with you. The one who laughs to the very end is the real victor. If you have the guts, keep laughing and let me see."    

    

Upon seeing the man, Wu Hongshan's face changed drastically. Her facial features were stiff, and her hands and feet were cold. She could not say a single word.    

    

His laughter came to an abrupt end.