Chapter 207: Chapter 65 Killing Mo Qing
Han Xiao frowned, “What do you mean? You dare to resist even after Elder Mo Qing’s reprimand? Truly ignorant of your own limits.”
Mo Qing snorted coldly, “It seems that after so many years, your courage has indeed grown much larger. Since that’s the case, I will make you understand that no matter how much time has passed, in front of me, you are still that insignificant, good-for-nothing waste whose life I can take, or humiliate, whenever I wish…”
“Then let me see just how strong you really are!”
Uninterested in further idle talk, Zhang Xuan took a step forward.
They were more than ten meters apart, but with that one step, he was already up close.
He had no saber in hand, yet his entire being was like a blade unsheathed, tearing the air around him. Both hands raised at the same time, the room filled with the roar of zhenqi, a violent and fierce strength tearing through the air, forming a dazzling arc of electricity. Countless Heavenly Mandate Vitality converged, saber qi crisscrossing.
Left hand Xuanlong Palm, right hand Mo Dao, both powerful moves, were like dragons under the enhancement of mighty strength.
“You actually dare to attack me, Ling Buyang, you’ve got guts!”
Han Xiao hadn’t expected this fellow to make a move in front of him, completely disregarding the rules. His face turned ashen, and with a loud shout, his arms thrust forward sharply, transforming into a bridge to divert the incoming force.
The Path of Balance is best at deflecting force, hence his ultimate move was also this, capable of diverting any incoming force through the body to any desired location.
Knowing the opponent’s angry attack was formidable, Han Xiao was by no means careless. The Balancing Power emerged, overflowing with Heavenly Mandate Vitality as if the world was inherently moderate, and no one needed to vie for the spotlight.
With the collision of their palms, the opposing forces clashed. Han Xiao immediately felt an overpowering strength akin to a great mountain, and his Balancing Power was abruptly cut off.
“Not good…”
Though he had never underestimated his opponent, the strength was beyond his expectation. Han Xiao’s expression changed, realizing that he would suffer severe injuries if he persisted. He quickly circulated his strength, directing the surging force towards the ground.
Crack! Crack!
The Risegreen Rock floor instantly shattered, his feet sinking half a foot deep in the blink of an eye. The overwhelming strength continued to spread, and he was like a nail hammered into place by a giant mallet, uncontrollably drilling downwards.
His pupils constricted.
He had known this fellow was strong, or else he wouldn’t have easily killed Scholar and the others, but he didn’t expect him to be this powerful!
What’s critical is the surging strength at its peak, incessant as if without end. Even though his cultivation exceeded the opponent’s, in the face of such a tumultuous force, he still felt insufficient and was steadily driven back.
“Down you go!”
With a furious shout from Zhang Xuan, Han Xiao “Boom!” embedded completely into the ground, only his head sticking out, like a mushroom planted into the earth.
The third-ranking figure of Han Yuan City, unable to last a single round in his hands. Once the news spreads, it would surely shock countless people.
Wuu wuu wuu!
Just as he was about to crush his skull with a punch and finish him off, a piercing shrill came from not far away. A sharp Sword Intent then immediately assaulted him, seemingly entangling his spirit, making it hard for him to extricate himself.
Paying no heed to finishing his opponent, Zhang Xuan looked up. Elder Mo Qing in the distance had made his move, his Mo Dao radiating sharp glints of the saber, bearing down with the relentless force of a mighty blow, thrusting straight at his brow.
One of the strongest skills within Mo Dao Destiny — Brow Heart Kill!
If struck, the strength throughout the body would instantly collapse, like a burst balloon.
This was the optimum method to shatter an opponent’s prowess. As long as one’s cultivation didn’t catch up, a swift kill was guaranteed, and Mo Qing had killed many of his peers with this move.
However, fast as this move was, Zhang Xuan was faster. His body shimmered, evading the Sword Intent, and at some point, his palm also held a Mo Dao, with which he slashed at Mo Qing.
The force was like a rainbow, and the strength like the sea.
Zhang Xuan did not employ the Pathos of Heaven sword art, nor did he burn the power of the New World. He simply used his body’s full cultivation, just to test out how strong the so-called first realm of the Galaxy Realm was.
And to see how much of a gap there was between his strength and that of the opponent.
“No wonder you dare to attack me. Your strength has indeed broken through,” Mo Qing’s face grew somber as he brought his Mo Dao horizontally to block Zhang Xuan’s onslaught. “However, with such strength, you wish to fight me? You’re dreaming… ah!”
Before he could finish his sentence, the Ling Buyang he knew had already thrown his Mo Dao, following with a kick.
The angle of this kick was tricky and bizarre, aimed right at his groin. Mo Qing, focused on fending off the attack, hadn’t anticipated that his opponent would abandon even his weapon.
Though he managed to dodge most of the direct attack, that area was too vulnerable—being hit or even brushed against was excruciating.
Indeed, even a mere touch made Mo Qing feel as if that particular area had shattered. The severe pain shot straight to his head, causing his hair to stand on end, and darkening his vision as if he were about to faint at any moment.
There was no need to look to know that, like his opponent, he was completely ruined…
Already not well-off, now this was salt in the wound!
“Ling Buyang, I will not share the sky with you…”
As darkness closed in, Mo Qing was furious, never expecting that someone he once looked down upon and ridiculed could turn the tables on him in the blink of an eye…
“No worries, you couldn’t use it properly anyways!”
With a cold snort, Zhang Xuan charged forward.
Mo Qing was in a flurry of activity, bringing the Mo Dao across once more in an attempt to block the attack.
The Mo Dao was indeed invincible from a distance, but once the opponent closed in, it significantly reduced his power. It seemed Ling Buyang had already calculated this and threw the Mo Dao aside without hesitation once he got close. Freed from the shackles, he moved with ease, turning what was originally a disadvantage into an advantage.
This is combat experience.
Although Mo Qing was considered formidable within the Zhou Yi Dynasty and had been in numerous battles, he was far less experienced than his current opponent. Furthermore, his weakness was already laid bare before the enemy. From the very start of their clash, he had already fallen into a disadvantageous position.
Paying no heed to his defense, Zhang Xuan’s right index and middle finger jutted forward, sending two beams of sword qi straight toward Mo Qing’s eyes. Judging by the speed of the zhenqi, if not blocked, he would definitely be blinded on the spot.
Mo Qing, his face ashen, had not expected the other to push him to this extent. He lifted the Mo Dao, intending to seal off this force, but the abrupt change was weak and slightly awkward. The saber he had raised was easily snatched away by his junior brother, and at the same moment, he felt a severe pain in his chest as the other’s shoulder crashed into it.
Bang!
Mo Qing was sent flying, breaking four or five bones, and hit the wall, creating a huge hole.
From the moment Zhang Xuan began his attack to the instant his opponent was sent flying, it took only five breaths. Five exchanges had left two top fighters seriously injured. The speed of the fight and the responsiveness were so astounding that even those who witnessed it could hardly believe it.
“Is this the might of a Galaxy Realm master? How disappointing!”
Zhang Xuan leaped forward, landing in front of Mo Qing, stepping on his face.
“Ling Buyang, you dare to harm me…”
With his face flushed with humiliation, Mo Qing was on the verge of exploding. As he attempted to rise with his arms, he felt an icy sensation at his throat and saw his own Mo Dao positioned at his neck.
“Ling Buyang, what are you trying to do?”
At this moment, Han Xiao managed to extricate herself from the ground and saw this scene, utterly shocked.
This was a Galaxy Realm powerhouse, a being that had transcended the Ninefold Source Pool—defeated just like that? When had Ling Buyang become so powerful?
“He tried to kill me; I kill him. It’s only fair!” Zhang Xuan’s palm trembled, and the Mo Dao let out a faint ring.
“Stop, regardless of Mo Qing’s status as your senior brother, just by his identity as an Elder of Heaven Mandate Hall of the Zhou Yi Dynasty, should you dare to kill him, you’re headed down a path with no return…”
Han Xiao said hurriedly.
“That’s right. If you dare touch me, our teacher will know immediately and will definitely come to extinguish you for committing such a heinous crime…”
Mo Qing fumed with anger.
Although he was in a compromised position, it was still better than being utterly disabled. By crippling him, this man was committing an atrocious crime warranting shared enmity.
“He will know immediately?” Zhang Xuan frowned.
“I am a direct disciple of the teacher, and I’ve also cultivated the Mo Dao to the second realm. If he’s likened to a main river, then I am a tributary. If I were to die, he would naturally be aware of it!” Mo Qing said.
Zhang Xuan’s heart skipped a beat as he looked over, unable to help himself: “What about me? If you were to kill me, would he also immediately know?”
It surely couldn’t be that right after he had killed Ling Buyang, the other would already be aware, could it?
That’s not right. If he was aware, he would surely know that I was an imposter and he would have sent people to surround and capture me by now, unlike the current situation where this person seemed unaware.
“When you were banished from the Zhou Yi Dynasty, being utterly abandoned, the teacher had already severed his Sensing from you. Even if you died, it wouldn’t be of much concern. How could you compare to me?”
Mo Qing shook his head. “Now, be sensible, take the Mo Dao away, and then kneel and apologize. I might still spare your life. Otherwise, no matter where you flee to, you’re headed down a path with no return…”
Shlick!
Before Mo Qing could finish his words, he felt a burning pain in his throat, and then saw his own body rolling farther away.
“For a prisoner at my feet, keep it down…”
Zhang Xuan swung his saber, severing Mo Qing’s head, and snorted coldly.
Already stepped on and unable to rise, yet he still made empty boasts. It was only fitting that he met his end.
“You… You killed Elder Mo Qing?”
Han Xiao’s body swayed, and her eyes darkened.
This man was an Elder of the Zhou Yi Dynasty, a direct disciple of the leader of the Mo Blade Sect, Elder Mo Baiye, and now he was killed just like that!
Without a doubt, the Mo Blade Sect’s maddening retaliation was soon to ensue… The sky was falling!
As she trembled, she saw Ling Buyang not far off looking over, full of anticipation: “Does this guy have a bounty? Can you claim it…”
“???”
Han Xiao stood still, flabbergasted.