My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

62  Chapter 62: Reincarnation Hall Slaughters on All Sides

"Never mind whether it's real or fake, let's just kill them all," Nan Ming said, his gaze icy cold, a hint of ruthlessness flickering in his eyes.

"Sir, your courage is truly formidable,"

Guo Yuchun adjusted his emotions and said grimly.

He hadn't expected that rather than drawing out a Demon Sect master, he had instead drawn out a truly peerless swordsman. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

At this moment, the Fa Xi Temple was teeming with numerous experts. To others, it was undoubtedly a dragon's den and a tiger's lair, yet this individual dared to delve deep, indicating extreme confidence within his heart.

An Jing smiled faintly, "Just hand over Xue Chen's body to me, and I shall turn hostility into friendship with the Cao Gang, pursuing no further grievances or grudges from then on. How about it?"

Everyone present was stunned upon hearing this.

"Ridiculous!"

Nan Ming scoffed coldly, "You killed my Yun Shan brothers; this enmity is irreconcilable. And you still harbor thoughts of not pursuing the Cao Gang?"

The members of the Cao Gang all had a cold gleam in their eyes, glaring fiercely at An Jing, wishing they could tear him into pieces to vent the rage in their hearts.

"Then there is nothing more to say." An Jing chuckled lightly, his gaze turning icy cold.

"Today, you won't be able to take Xue Chen's body with you, and your own body will remain here as well," Guo Yuchun licked his lips, his dry voice somewhat piercing and unpleasant.

An Jing had no desire to waste words with Guo Yuchun, and with a leap, he flew toward Xue Chen's body.

"Courting death!"

Bian Fang bellowed, his left hand reaching for the iron whip at his waist.

"Hiss, hiss!"

A whip that seemed to burst from the waist like a dart transformed into a venomous snake, snapping ferociously toward An Jing's neck.

Bian Fang's attack was a killing move.

An Jing extended his palm, and the longsword on his back fell into his hand, then turned into a cold arc of light.

Nine-character Sword Technique! Lin Character Secret!

"Crack! Crack!"

As the longsword swirled, a weird sword light formed a whirlpool, ensnaring the long snake directly.

The whip cracked and fell to the ground inch by inch, while Bian Fang's face turned incredibly pale, retreating continuously.

"All members of the Cao Gang, attack him. We absolutely cannot let him escape today," Guo Yuchun said in a low voice.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

As Guo Yuchun's voice fell, many hidden Cao Gang experts rushed out, quickly surrounding An Jing.

"Kill!"

The crowd surged forward, charging at An Jing. The already crowded Great Hall became instantly impenetrable.

"An ambush?!"

An Jing raised an eyebrow, realizing that this must have been arranged by the Cao Gang in advance. Did they know he would come, or was the ambush meant for someone else?

In a split second, An Jing had no time to think, his sword swirling in his hand.

"Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud!"

The moment the sword light danced, numerous dazzling sprays of blood shot out, and soon several bodies lay on the ground.

"Hiss--!"

The experts present gasped in shock, marveling at the deadly and swift swordsmanship of the peerless swordsman.

"Does this Guo Yuchun still want to ambush me?" Zhao Qingmei seemed to realize something, her eyes narrowing slightly.

It must be said, Guo Yuchun is incredibly audacious to think about ambushing the Demon Sect.

"All together now!"

Ouyang Yu and Nan Ming also flew from left and right, the three forming a triad of positions, seemingly intending to encircle An Jing.

"This swordsman's courage is indeed vast," Ming Jinghua frowned.

Daring to venture alone into a place teeming with Cao Gang experts, this wasn't something just anyone with courage could accomplish.

Because, in the eyes of the discerning, this was not a matter of pride or will, but a seeking of death.

Cao Hongkou's gaze was profound, "Let's see if he can survive first."

Others didn't know, but he was well aware that Guo Yuchun was also a First Grade Expert, plus the combination of Second Grade's Ouyang Yu, Bian Fang, and Nan Ming, the swordsman before them would only stand a chance if he was a master ranked higher than Human Flower or Earth Flower.

Bian Fang stomped his foot.

"Boom!"

The tough bluestone slab instantly cracked, displaying visible fractures, and then his body charged at An Jing like an arrow released from its bow.

Bian Fang's famed fist skill was the Giant Whale Fist. Originally, he had been a tributor of Nu Jing Gang but had excellent relations with Tieyun Mountain. Later, when Nu Jing Gang began warring with Cao Gang, he sided with Cao Gang.

At that time, because of his ties with Tieyun Mountain, he sided with Cao Gang, and now he was still with Cao Gang, but Tieyun Mountain had perished, which infuriated him.

With a punch, the air surged like a raging whale.

At that moment, An Jing appeared like a tiny boat in a violent storm, utterly insignificant.

"What an impressive fist skill," Cao Ling'er muttered, her eyes widening as she watched the fist skill that seemed like a vast ocean wave sweeping over everything.

Not just Cao Ling'er, everyone present felt Bian Fang's boundless momentum and were profoundly shaken.

Nine-character Sword Technique! Dou Character Secret!

Sword light swirled, like a streak of light slashing through heaven and earth.

"Ch!"

The moment they felt the sword skill, everyone present shuddered, sensing an overwhelming force descending from the sky.

As that sword fell, the terrifying waves instantly split in two.

Giant waves rolled, Qi Force filled the air, a heaven-shocking sword split the immense waves.

The sword light did not stop; it continued to spread, charging towards the figure standing at the center of the waves, Bian Fang.

"Pff!"

A roar of a beast echoed through the heavens, and it seemed as if everyone saw a giant blue whale burst apart, splitting in two.

Simultaneously, Bian Fang's body halted, and then he began to convulse.

"Bang!"

Bian Fang, standing in mid-air, burst open, transforming into a cloud of blood mist, with fresh blood splashing down in the Great Hall, dyeing the floor completely red.

Silence!

The entire Great Hall instantly became extremely quiet, as if the sound of a needle dropping could be heard clearly.

One move!

Just one move!

One of the Cao Gang's seven Vajras, Bian Fang, had been killed.

Bian Fang was a Second Grade Expert, a well-known master in Jiangnan Dao, a formidable expert that made people fear him, yet today, he had been slain by the swordsman with a single sword stroke, which chilled everyone's spine.

In the eyes of a real master, the so-called experts in ordinary people's eyes are merely ordinary people.

"Such...such a terrifying swordsmanship."

"This is indeed a peerless swordsman; no wonder he dared to come here to kill."

"Who exactly is he?"

......

In an instant, the Great Hall was filled with voices of discussion.

Mu Jie seemed as if he had seen a ghost, his teeth chattering.

Mu Jinglun, Ming Jinghua, and others also had extremely solemn expressions, realizing that the sword stroke they had just witnessed would have killed them too, indicating that this swordsman needed only one move to kill them.

"Is this the elegance of a peerless swordsman?" Su Ze couldn't help but exclaim as he watched An Jing.

Fa Wu watched An Jing's figure, also secretly sighing in his heart, surprised that such a powerful swordsman existed in the land of Great Yan.

An Jing slapped his sword, his body like a soaring dragon.

Ouyang Yu and Nan Ming felt a chill in their hearts upon seeing this, but they still came forward to meet him.

An Jing's arm trembled, and his longsword emitted an extremely cold glint.

"Chich!"

The sword light danced, like an insurmountable gorge splitting the sky.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Ouyang Yu and Nan Ming were shaken by the Qi Force, both of them turning pale, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, as their bodies were forced to retreat repeatedly.