Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 592 - 591: Stomped to Explosion!

Toothpick!?

That is the Reincarnation Victory Sword! A Saint-class Treasure Weapon! In the myths and legends of England, it's a powerful weapon as famous as Excalibur, the Victory Oath Sword! He actually called it a toothpick, claiming the attack of the Reincarnation Victory Sword was like that of a toothpick!?

"Arrogance! Arrogance! Arrogance!!!" Gao Wen bellowed, his hands gripping the Reincarnation Victory Sword tightly, his gaze fiercely fixed on Qin Heng. "Just an Innate, just an Innate! Who do you think you are? What do you think you are, you—"

CLANG!!

The sound of a sword's cry interrupted Gao Wen's words.

Qin Heng's thumb lifted slightly, and the Flowing Moon Sword's edge gently unsheathed by a centimeter. At the same time, clear moonlight cascaded down from the ninth heaven, descending to the mortal world!

It enveloped the entire Beijing Expo Center, instantly repairing the exhibition hall—which spanned over a million square meters and was on the verge of collapse—and making it even sturdier!

Silver waves of light, like ripples on a tranquil surface, spread out from the Flowing Moon Sword at the center, creating a beautiful, mesmerizing effect.

This radiance held no hint of malice. It was even hard to perceive any sharpness within it. Xia Shuang, He Xiangu, Wang Lingguan, and the others felt as though they were basking in a spring breeze, hardly sensing the terrifying pressure from Gao Wen anymore.

"What an incredible glow, Mr. Xuantian, what is this?" He Xiangu and Wang Lingguan looked at Qin Heng in amazed delight. This man, hailed as the greatest Innate of all ages, truly brought them too many surprises.

His power seemed to have no end. Although he was merely an Innate, he was powerful to an unbelievable degree. His methods were endless, and he appeared to have a solution for every situation.

Such a person was too strong, powerful beyond belief!

"Qin Heng, just how many abilities do you possess that I cannot comprehend?" Xia Shuang also watched Qin Heng in amazement. Throughout their journey, Qin Heng had given her too many extraordinary experiences.

As for Gao Wen, his current state was very poor. He could not be compared to the comfortable Xia Shuang and the others; he no longer possessed the formidable presence he had before.

This "invincible Gao Wen" was now half-kneeling on the ground, barely supporting himself with the Reincarnation Victory Sword in his hand. His armor creaked, seeming as if it might shatter into pieces at any moment.

The shield in his hand had also turned utterly dull, as if rusted. The brilliant Starlight that had adorned it vanished without a trace.

He was in a complete state of disarray.

Under the oppressive wash of that pristine, moon-like glow, he felt like a powerless infant, completely incapable of even a hint of resistance, unable even to move a finger!

Terrifying! This was too terrifying!! What kind of power, what kind of treasure, could cause such terrifying suppression!?

"You, what is the sword in your hand? What is that thing!?" Gao Wen looked at the Flowing Moon Sword in Qin Heng's hand in sheer disbelief, feeling the terrifying glow that enveloped heaven and earth.

The sword light that dispersed from that one centimeter of the unsheathed Flowing Moon Sword, pure as moonlight, seemed harmless. Yet, the moment it appeared, it tore through all of Gao Wen's defenses and momentum.

It was like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, ripping through paper effortlessly!

"The sword is named Flowing Moon, just an ordinary sword," Qin Heng said indifferently, casually flicking the Flowing Moon Sword in his hand. This caused the Sword Spirit inside to let out a coquettish complaint.

But from Qin Heng's perspective, this was indeed the truth. Even at its prime, the Flowing Moon Sword was only equivalent to a royal-grade Holy Weapon, a Magic item of the Returning to Empty stage!

For someone like Qin Heng, who had casually toyed with primordial treasures and Innate Spiritual Treasures, not calling it trash was already quite a compliment.

Gao Wen, however, felt the corner of his mouth twitch as he listened, gazing at the Flowing Moon Sword with fear in his heart.

Just now! With just one centimeter of the Flowing Moon Sword unsheathed, Gao Wen had felt the terrifying power of this ancient sword! Whether it was the armor on his body, the shield in his hand, or even the Saint-class Treasure Weapon—the Reincarnation Victory Sword, invincible in myth and adorned with the Sun God Stone—all were thoroughly suppressed!

That simple yet exquisite longsword was truly terrifying. And that was just with one centimeter unsheathed! Just one centimeter of sword light possessed such fearsome power! What if it were fully drawn?

Gao Wen shivered involuntarily at the thought, and a glint of fear flashed through his eyes as he looked at the Flowing Moon Sword.

However, even now, he had not completely despaired, nor had he abandoned the dignity of a knight in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said to Qin Heng, "Even if the sword in your hand is powerful, you will never make me, Gao Wen, submit!"

"As long as the Reincarnation Victory Sword is with me, as long as this Sun God Stone remains, I don't believe you can truly make me surrender, make me admit defeat just with a three-centimeter sword edge!"

Gao Wen knew a secret. Although the Reincarnation Victory Sword was extremely powerful, the most important part of the sword was not the blade, but the Sun God Stone on the hilt! Legend had it that this was a treasure obtained by the lake sprites from the Sun God, incredibly powerful. If used alone, it would be many times more powerful than the Reincarnation Victory Sword!

"When did I ever ask for your surrender?" Qin Heng looked at Gao Wen with a hint of mockery in his eyes and sneered, "From the beginning, I intended to kill you! Did you really think you could come here to make trouble and still leave alive, Gao Wen, the platinum knight of England?"

CLANG!!

The Flowing Moon Sword unsheathed to four centimeters. The clear moonlight in the sky suddenly condensed into a bright moon, suspended in mid-air, cold as a Jade Disk!

THUMP!!

Gao Wen collapsed to the ground. The moment the bright moon appeared, he felt the force bearing down on his body multiply countless times!

CRACK! CRACK!!

The sound of his bones shattering, inch by inch, filled the air. Gao Wen felt all the bones in his body breaking, his flesh twisting and disintegrating, as if his whole body was collapsing!

"How can this be? How is it possible? Even Excalibur, the Victory Oath Sword, isn't this powerful!" Gao Wen had lost all hope, and his eyes dimmed.

He could feel that in another two or three minutes, he would be crushed to death by the terrifying pressure emitted by the moon above! Without any chance of resistance!

RRRIP!

Just at that moment, the sound of space being torn apart reached them. A golden crack suddenly appeared in the void before Qin Heng, then stretched open to form a golden screen of light!

Within the screen, a girl appeared. She looked to be seventeen or eighteen, with dazzling golden hair, emerald-like pupils, breathtaking beauty, and features so delicate they were extreme. She was dressed in a long blue gown, her hair tied up with a hairband, exuding a natural nobility. In her hand, she also held a sword—an incredibly powerful sword!

In the light screen, the girl seemed able to see Qin Heng, who was far away in another space. She bowed slightly, a polite gesture, then said with a very serious expression, "Sir from the Land of the Gods, please spare Gao Wen. Arthur would be most grateful."

"Your Majesty!!" Gao Wen was excited when he saw the girl, then his expression drastically changed, and he exclaimed, "Your Majesty! This man is strangely powerful, especially the sword in his hand! Please don't worry about me!"

BANG!

Qin Heng stomped on Gao Wen's head. With a slight increase in force—POP!—the head of Gao Wen, this noble Knight of the Round Table and successor to the name, was crushed!

THUMP!

Gao Wen's headless corpse lay on the ground, a gruesome sight. Blood surged from the decapitated neck, quickly pooling on the floor!

The overpowering stench of blood filled the air immediately, leaving Xia Shuang and the others stunned, their faces filled with disbelief!

Gao Wen! He's dead, just like that!?

Qin Heng stood with his hands behind his back, his demeanor detached. His gaze swept across the golden screen to the girl who called herself Arthur. With a faint smile, he said, "You were saying you wanted me to spare someone? I didn't quite catch that. Could you say it again?"