novelraw Chapter 989: Should We Gang Up on Him?
Chapter 989: Should We Gang Up on Him?
"Are you stupid? How can a dead person speak?" Han Yan looked at the man with eyes as if he were looking at an idiot, then his smile on his face was like a gentle spring breeze, his tone even more indifferent as he spoke. He forcefully stirred his longsword in his hand, then slowly around in a circle before pausing."Crack, crack..." As the blood spurted, the sound of the sword scraping against the bone rang in the ears of Huayue and the others. The sharp sound pierced their eardrums, chilling them to the core.
Han Yan kept smiling, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes.
The middle-aged man’s screams almost broke the eardrums of everyone present, painfully piercing through.
Meanwhile, Han Yan maintained a harmlessly warm smile and didn’t wait for the man to respond, again stabbed one sword after another into the middle-aged man’s calf, stirring again. The sound of the longsword scraping against the bone chillingly echoed once more.
Even though Zirong and others knew that their lord’s heart was not as gentle and kind as it appeared, and knew how terrifying the consequences of angering him were, when faced with his cruel and merciless side, Huayue and the others still secretly shuddered. This was the fate of those who harmed Han Yan’s loved ones.
Family Head Fang was even more shocked and showed deep fear.
Only then did he realize how terrifying the consequences of truly angering Han Yan were.
Whether facing Rong Tianhai in the past or later facing the Fifth Prince Nian An Yao and others, even in life-and-death battles, Han Yan still maintained a calm and indifferent smile, leading him to believe that Han Yan was carefree without any murderous intent.
Seeing this scene, he realized he was wrong. Han Yan was not without murderous intent; he simply hadn’t encountered someone worth killing. If someone touched his reverse scale and provoked his murderous intent, he would be more terrifying and ruthless than any killer God in the world.
Indeed, the reverse scale is Han Yan’s loved ones and friends. Hurting them, even more terrifying than hurting Han Yan himself.
Thinking of this, Family Head Fang felt incredibly fortunate. Being able to follow such a master, clear on grudges and swift on retribution, was definitely not a bad thing. It was his blessing and the fortune of the entire Fang family.
"Han Yan, I will fight you!" Such pain was beyond human endurance; the middle-aged man couldn’t handle it either. He roared in anger and raised his longsword high.
Han Yan looked at him with contempt. Even at his peak, he wasn’t Han Yan’s opponent, much less now that he was severely injured?
Just as this thought rose in Han Yan’s mind, he sensed something was wrong. A strong unease suddenly surged in his heart.
Han Yan made a quick decision, drew back the longsword, and retreated several steps.
Almost simultaneously, the middle-aged man had already slashed down with the sword.
The longsword, which was shining bright a moment ago, suddenly turned into a sinister shade of blue, exuding a chilling aura, appearing incredibly eerie, and the sword force faster than the eye could follow.
If Han Yan hadn’t reacted quickly enough to leap back before the man’s voice fell, he might have been wounded by the sword.
"What is going on?" Han Yan’s expression grew more solemn.
In the previous encounter, Han Yan had a certain understanding of this middle-aged man, knowing that while his strength was decent, it wasn’t particularly marked by speed.
But this sword’s speed was so fast that even she felt ashamed.
Imagining using the Shadowless Sword Technique learned from Jiang Yuzhe, purely in terms of speed, it might not even match this sword.
Han Yan looked toward the middle-aged man and was surprised to find that not only his sword but his whole being had been enveloped in a sinister blue, as if shrouded in a layer of Netherworld Ghost Fire.
The originally slender figure even appeared ghostly within the Netherworld Ghost Fire, like the legendary spectral evil spirits.
While Han Yan rapidly retreated, the middle-aged man had already followed, his longsword stabbing out, one after another.
Flashes of eerie blue Sword Light swept by, so exquisite that even Han Yan marveled.
Previously, when the middle-aged man blocked the Sword Light from Zirong, which was like a storm of pear blossoms, Han Yan had already sensed the intricacy of his swordsmanship. But now, she realized what it truly meant to be overshadowed.
The Sword Light came from all sorts of incredible angles, even entirely defying human anatomy, as if the bones and joints of the entire arm had transformed into a serpentine form that could bend at will.
Even though Han Yan’s actual combat power exceeded his by a notch, facing such ingenious and bizarre sword techniques, she still struggled to respond.
Such exquisite sword techniques, Han Yan was not unfamiliar with; upon reaching the Holy-grade, one could use secret techniques to temper the muscles and bones, thus allowing for sword skills that completely defy human anatomy.
Yet, the middle-aged man clearly hadn’t forcefully elevated his strength, nor did he possess the power of a Sword Saint, remaining at the Fourth Rank Sword Master level. How could he perform such sword techniques?
Though for most Sword Cultivators, the cultivation realm itself is fundamental, with swordsmanship and martial arts being branches to unleash power, excessively pursuing swordsmanship and martial arts while neglecting the elevation of the cultivation realm is akin to putting the cart before the horse. Yet, we can’t deny that even if it is misplaced, achieving mastery can still be incredibly terrifying.
Despite having the real combat power a notch above the opponent’s, Han Yan couldn’t completely suppress him. Facing those incredible, beautifully magnificent sword strikes, even she found it extremely challenging to manage.
With Han Yan’s strong Six Senses, she could barely track the trajectory of the opponent’s sword force and even occasionally discover his weaknesses. But just as Han Yan forcefully gathered energy, attempting to seize the fleeting opportunity and overwhelm the opponent with stronger Qi and more exquisite sword techniques, the longsword began to tremble violently.
Han Yan suddenly realized that the quality of this longsword was lacking, unable to endure stronger Qi or unleash more exquisite sword techniques.
This is precisely the fundamental reason why on the Holy Court Continent, it’s priceless to find a good sword. No matter who it is, once the cultivation reaches a certain level, it’s inevitable to hit a bottleneck. To take further strides is as hard as climbing the sky, and to exert stronger combat power, higher-quality Divine Weapons are necessary.
Unable to unleash stronger sword techniques, Han Yan’s situation became even more perilous, with every sword strike being thrillingly dangerous.
Seeing Han Yan in a dire situation, Huayue and several others turned pale.
"Should we all attack together and kill this guy first?" Family Head Fang worriedly asked through Gathering Qi Transmission to Huayue and others.
As the head of a family, he certainly was not a soft-hearted person nor someone with undue compassion.