novelraw Chapter 767 instant kill with one sword
Chapter 767 instant kill with one sword
After a brief inner conflict, Mu Jiugong finally tapped into a bit of their inherent kindness.Mu Hanyan hadn’t expected Mu Chengxuan to go all out right from the start, leaving no room for turning back.
Without time to think, Mu Hanyan also quickly drew her sword and struck fiercely towards the towering Sword Light.
"How ridiculous to think that broken sword can resist the might of my Divine Sword!" Mu Chengxuan scoffed contemptuously.
However, before he could finish speaking, his expression changed dramatically.
"Buzz," as the longsword was drawn, an ancient and vast clear ringing filled the heavens and earth.
Silver radiance spread everywhere, covering the skies.
That sword’s prolonged sound rang in one’s ears, seeping deep into the heart, solemn and divine, even prompting an impulse to worship.
It was in that instant that everything in the world lost its color. The fierce Sword Light of Qingyun Sword, like a grain of sand in the vast ocean, disappeared within that vast silver radiance.
Boom—a loud noise, and Mu Chengxuan flew out like a broken kite, landing on the ground with his clothes blood-stained, clearly suffering heavy injuries from his shattered meridians.
The courtyard fell completely silent, even the entire Mu Residence was shrouded in deathly stillness.
Time and space seemed to halt at that moment, a sacred and solemn aura spreading between heaven and earth.
The gentle sound of the sword still lingered deep in the heart, like a clear spring washing away dust.
The clouds cleared, and the setting sun sank to the horizon, casting down thousands of golden beams.
Only then did everyone wake as if from a dream. The splendor of that sword seemed momentary yet as if it spanned millennia, forever etched in the deepest recesses of their hearts.
"Impossible, you can’t possibly be this powerful. What... what sword is this?" Mu Chengxuan struggled to prop himself up, uttering these words before collapsing heavily again.
This was not only his question but also that of Huayue and others. Everyone looked puzzledly at Mu Hanyan, then towards Ye Lanfeng.
The might of this sword had far surpassed Mu Hanyan’s true power. Even matched against legendary Artifact-Level swords like the Chi Xiao Sword, it seemed impossible for her combat power to increase to such an extent. So, what exactly was this sword?
Mu Hanyan looked towards Ye Lanfeng with the same confusion.
At the moment she launched that sword, she had already planned her next move.
The Absolute Defense of Cangxuan Cloud Silk, combined with the invisible barrier of the Shifting Illusion, although both had deadly weaknesses, their combined effect could maximize their power, which was her greatest reliance.
Of course, Mu Hanyan also knew that facing an opponent like Mu Chengxuan, she had only one chance; if she missed her strike, she would be left waiting to be tormented. Nevertheless, she was confident in herself.
But what she never expected was that it took only one sword strike, without even the time to employ the Cangxuan Cloud Silk and the Shifting Shadow Technique, Mu Chengxuan had already suffered severe injuries and defeat.
It is often said that bystanders see the game more clearly than the players, yet at this moment, Mu Hanyan, being in the midst of it, understood the power of this sword strike better than anyone else.
Sword Saint! The power erupting from this one strike could definitely rival that of a Sword Saint.
Mu Hanyan was well aware that with her own combat power as a Sword Master First Rank, even if she held a sword of Artifact Level, it would be impossible to wield the power of a Sword Saint. This meant that the power of that sword strike had little to do with her own strength. It was purely the inherent power within the sword.
What sword could this possibly be, possessing such terrifying power?
Isn’t this script a bit off? Is it progressing too fast? She wanted to teach Mu Chengxuan a lesson, to utterly humiliate him, but that required a slow and steady approach. She was only supposed to exert all her strength in a minor skirmish today and save the major confrontation for later. Yet, the current scene had left her somewhat stunned; this was truly a brutal face-smashing.
"Why are you all staring at me like this?" he said, admitting and acknowledging what had been stated before, "It’s just a broken sword, albeit a very powerful one." Seeing the puzzled looks from everyone, Ye Lanfeng smiled slightly, innocently spreading his hands.
"Ugh..." Huayue and several others turned their heads away.
Mu Chengxuan, even more embarrassed and indignant, spat out a mouthful of blood.
Indeed, he had said it was a broken sword, and Ye Lanfeng had admitted it too. But if this is considered a broken sword, then the Mu Family should just use their Seven Divine Swords for chopping wood. They should never bring them out again, as it would be too embarrassing.
What kind of sword is this, and who exactly is this person? Looking at Ye Lanfeng’s calm and composed smiling face, Mu Chengxuan realized for the first time that there are some people in this world whom he simply cannot see through completely.
"Mu Hanyan, how dare you inflict such serious injuries on a member of the Zong Family just after returning?" At that moment, a dozen people, men and women, young and old, swiftly flew in, lifted Mu Chengxuan, and shouted fiercely at Mu Hanyan.
These people’s garments were embroidered with the emblem of the Mu Family, although slightly varied upon closer inspection. According to Mu Hanyan’s understanding, they were not direct descendants of the Mu Family but rather from various branches.
"This was a fair duel. The Ninth Tributor can confirm it," Mu Hanyan retorted nonchalantly.
During the confrontation with Mu Chengxuan, they had hidden in the shadows, believing she was bound to lose and used that time to revel in her misfortunes. Now that they had seen Mu Chengxuan fail and get injured, they immediately jumped out to wag their fingers and curry favor with the Zong Family, showing their sycophantic nature.
"It indeed was a fair duel," Mu Yunshui reluctantly admitted, not wanting to offend the Third Elder or the Supreme Elder, but he could not lie against his better conscience.
"Even if it was a fair duel, you shouldn’t have struck him so hard. We will report this matter to the Supreme Elder..." Those sycophants continued to complain incessantly.
"Enough! Do you really think my grandson can be bullied so easily? I will explain today’s event to the Supreme Elder myself," declared Mu Beichen, who had appeared at the entrance of the courtyard at some point, speaking with an air of authority.
Seeing Mu Beichen, the crowd immediately fell silent. In fact, everyone knew very well who was right and wrong, and why the incident had occurred. They had jumped out merely because they feared the Third Elder would blame them for not intervening to help. Now that Mu Beichen himself had appeared, they naturally had no further roles to play.
Despite Mu Beichen’s family appearing somewhat scattered, his authority as the Family Head remained unquestionable.
"The Family Head is right. As for this matter, the Supreme Elder will decide. You others need not worry further," a lean elder slowly approached and gestured with his hand.
"We greet the Third Elder," the crowd said respectfully, their faces displaying a hint of awe.
Mu Yunshui also bowed, his expression slightly awkward as he evidently also felt fearful.
So, this was the Mu Family Third Elder—Mu Fengchen. Mu Hanyan stared at him intently, sensing his restrained aura and immeasurable depth, so profound that even she could not discern his true capabilities.