C642 Disgrace
C642 Disgrace
Skylight Sword?
Han Chen's eyes congealed, the treasure sword in front of him was almost exactly the same as the Skylight Sword, the only difference was, the Skylight Sword emitted a gold light, and the sword in front of him was filled with silver light.
It seemed like the reason why he was discovered was precisely because of this treasured sword.
The sudden scene caused everyone present to be stunned. Everyone's gazes uniformly swept towards the young figure at the same time.
"Han, Han Chen, why are you here?" Xuanyuan Sect Ye Xiaoke asked in shock as his small mouth slightly opened and his eyes widened.
Xiao Bai's face also changed, some astonishment gushed out from his eyes.
"What?" He is Han Chen? "
The group of sword faction members were immediately shocked and furious. One by one, they stood up from their seats, their eyes all filled with resentment.
One had to know that the matter of Han Chen killing all the disciples of the Sword Sect in the Immortal Valley of Ten Thousand Array Villa had already caused an uproar in many parts of the Tian Luo Prefecture.
Not only did the sword sect lose face, they even sent over a dozen disciples, led by Elder Chang Ming, to chase after Han Chen. They did not expect that they would never return, as if they had vanished from the face of the earth.
Xing Hui's gaze was as cold as frost, like two sharp light swords, "The Skylight Sword is in your hands, where is Chang Ming?"
Han Chen's expression did not change, his handsome face did not even a little bit of fear, he shrugged and indifferently replied, "I sent him to see the King of Hell."
"Boom!"
The crowd's ears sounded as if they were struck by thunder, and even the faces of Puppet Faction, Xuanyuan Sect and a few other disciples of the younger generation changed. The others who were standing beside Han Chen hurriedly distanced themselves from him, as if they were trying to avoid a god of pests.
"Hmph, boasting shamelessly, you think you have the ability to kill Chang Ming?" Xing Hui shouted coldly.
Han Chen raised his eyebrows and answered disapprovingly, "That's right! I can't kill him, so you don't have to bother with me. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first. "
"Halt." Xing Hui reprimanded.
"What is it? Is there anything else? "
"Hmph, you still want to leave after killing my sword faction's people? Is this really so? "
Xing Hui's eyes flashed with a cold light, the moment she finished speaking, a few Sword Sect disciples, led by Yin Ping, rushed out, all of them emitting a powerful aura from their bodies, as they swept up the killing intent around them.
"Cut off his arms and legs. We still have to ask him." Yin Ping said coldly.
"Yes, Senior Sister."
A few Sword Sect disciples rushed to the front, attacking Han Chen from the left and right. As for Yin Ping, with a leap, she instantly conjured three illusionary illusions in the air that appeared to be real, making it impossible to differentiate between the real and fake.
There was no room for negotiation at all. It was enough to see the hatred the people of the sword sect had for Han Chen.
, who was in the Xuanyuan Sect's group, clenched her jade hands lightly, her large intelligent eyes flashed with anxiety, and she quickly spoke to Yuan Yuan who was beside her: "Senior Brother Yuan Yuan, he is my friend, quickly save him."
"Oh?" Yuan Yuan opened his eyes slightly, feeling astonished in his heart, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, he replied with interest, "Let's wait and see, then."
"We can't wait any longer. He's going to die if we wait any longer."
The Sword Sect's people were extremely fast, before Ye Xiaoke could finish speaking, Han Chen was being attacked from all sides.
Rushing like a tide, an aura that could topple mountains and overturn the seas assaulted them. This kind of formation, was enough to cause a powerhouse at the fifth level of Heavenly Completion Stage to lose their life in an instant. Han Chen's expression did not change, his pitch black pupils remained calm as he looked at the few 'Yin Ping' in front of him.
"Little thief Han Chen, prepare to die!" Along with a great ridicule, the figures of two Yin Ping appeared once again in midair.
"Hur hur." Han Chen chuckled, and said indifferently: "Sword Arts."
"Boom!"
In the next moment, several rays of sharp sword beams directly smashed into Han Chen's body. The strong force of the impact stirred a violent wave of energy, and the entire enormous ship began to sway uneasily as well.
At the same time, Yin Ping also released four rays of sword light, the sword beams were like a crescent moon flying through the sky, tearing through the air and accurately slicing through Han Chen's four limbs, the sharp wind piercing into everyone's eardrums.
The surrounding spectators were all terrified, their faces ashen and trembling. But before the few people from the Sword Sect had the time to stop, they discovered with shock that the Han Chen in front of them, who had suffered from a violent attack, was just like a wooden block. Even though his body was almost completely minced, he did not have the slightest expression of pain, nor did he bleed.
"It's the Imperial Sword Technique."
The people from the sword faction were all shocked. This guy actually knew their sect's unique skill. Moreover, their speed was so fast that not even they were able to catch up.
"Swoosh!"
Abruptly, the space slightly trembled, and five to six Han Chen's figures appeared within the crowd's line of sight. The sword faction people were all dazzled, they were shocked in their hearts.
Elder Xing Hui, who was not far away, also frowned. This Han Chen had actually cultivated the Imperial Sword Technique to such a level that even a few of the elite core disciples of the Sword Sect could do nothing against him.
"The one above is the main body."
After all, the sword faction had all practiced the Imperial Sword Technique before, so they quickly figured out whether it was real or fake.
But before they could react, Han Chen's attack was already completed, the vast and mighty martial spirit energy was like a torrent bursting forth from the mountain, with Han Chen as the center, violent golden energy spiraled and engulfed in all directions, like a spreading tornado, bringing with it an unstoppable force that struck the bodies of the surrounding sword faction disciples.
"Bam!"
The sword faction disciples all spat out blood as if they had been hit by a giant rock and flew backwards.
What?
The surrounding people's faces all changed drastically. They were all dumbstruck by the scene in front of their eyes. Especially Ye Xiaoke and Xiao Bai who had seen Han Chen before, they were extremely shocked.
Back then at the Ten Thousand Array Villa Immortal Peak, Han Chen's strength was merely at the first level of Heavenly Completion Stage. Isn't his cultivation rising a bit too fast!
Amongst the few Sword Sect disciples who had been sent flying just now, there was no lack of experts at the third or fourth level of Heavenly Completion Stage. However, in front of Han Chen, they did not have the strength to retaliate at all.
Without waiting for everyone to regain their senses, Han Chen then swept out a blurry afterimage in the air, flying straight at Yin Ping who was in front of them. The latter creased her brows, and her delicate body emitted a dazzling, multicolored radiance. The rainbow light was incomparably gorgeous and extremely resplendent, as if it was the essence of a rainbow.
"Little thief Han Chen, prepare to die!"
The bright and beautiful rainbow light quickly climbed onto the treasured sword in Yin Ping's hand, the treasured sword flickered with a crystal clear radiance, the aura of the sword tip, shook the space and distorted, and with an unparalleled force, it pierced towards Han Chen's heart.
"Hmph." Han Chen's mouth formed a disdainful curve, he directly extended his right hand out, and directly grabbed the opponent's sword blade.
What was going on?
The appearance of this scene immediately caused everyone to widen their eyes. To use his bare hands to receive Yin Ping's sword, was Han Chen insane? This was not how you risked your life.
The people of Puppet Faction, Xuanyuan Sect and the rest also revealed puzzled expressions. It had to be known that Yin Ping's cultivation was at the fifth level of Heavenly Completion Stage. Even an expert of the sixth level did not dare to receive her sword moves with bare hands. This Han Chen, was really brave. Could it be that he thought that Yin Ping was the same as the others?
Just as Han Chen was about to touch the sword with his bare hands, the bloody palm suddenly turned into a crystal clear jade bone palm. What was even weirder was that in the middle of the bone palm, there was a ball of dark blue flame.
"Boom!"
As the two clashed, a heavy explosion resounded in the air. The scene where Han Chen's palm was pierced through did not appear, the jade coloured bone palm was like an unbreakable steel plate, blocking Yin Ping's attack, causing her sword to be unable to advance at all.
However, in the next moment, an even more astonishing thing happened. The blue colored flame that lingered on Han Chen's palm instead spread upwards along the blade of the sword, causing space to distort from the burning sensation. Under the shocked gazes of everyone present, the treasured sword in Yin Ping's hand, starting from the tip of the sword, quickly melted into a puddle of liquid that could be seen with the naked eye.
"Hiss!"
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Everyone's expression changed.
"What a tyrannical flame." Puppet Faction's Du Chang furrowed her brows and softly muttered.
When she saw Han Chen releasing that ball of demonic flame, the Sword Sect Elder Xing Hui turned pale with fright. Other people might not know about it, but she was absolutely sure that it was a flame that could only be released with Chang Ming's [Inherent Skill].
What was going on?
Even if Xing Hui had thought about it, she never would have thought that everything on Chang Ming's body had already been snatched away by Han Chen. Including his Inherent skill, demonic flame.
The demonic flame that was rising up, in front of him, had extremely tyrannically melted Yin Ping's treasured sword into a puddle of liquid. Yin Ping was shocked and angry at the same time, her beautiful face immediately turned pale white.
"Hmph." Han Chen arrived in front of the other party, as his deep eyes were filled with thick disdain. Stupid woman, do you even have the right to criticize me? "
"You?" Yin Ping was so scared that she was at a loss for what to do. The previous smirk and ridicule had completely disappeared, but the arrogant attitude of the young man still enraged him to the extreme. She raised her hand and struck towards Han Chen. "Who do you think you are to call me that?"
"Pah!"
Without waiting for Yin Ping to finish speaking, a clear slap sounded out in everyone's heart. Immediately after, Yin Ping's body was flung out of the sky, and "Bang!" With a loud thud, she fell heavily onto the deck. The elegant and refined demeanor she had before was completely gone.
To be slapped in public was truly an extreme humiliation, especially when the other party was a woman.
Han Chen coldly looked down at Yin Ping, and sarcastically replied, "The things that the Sword Sect has produced, are they all things that make a fool of themselves?"