Supreme Emperor of Swords

For a warrior, if he failed to instakill an inscriptionist before he deployed a formation, he should run away as far as possible.

Now, the man with the bronze grimace mask seemed to be fooled and trapped in the inscription formation and it looked more ominous than lucky for him. Some people who originally favored Blood Dragon Village even could not help cheering.

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Li Yunqi standing behind Li Ying revealed a hint of anxiety in the face.

This man with the bronze grimace mask was probably Elder Brother Ding. What should he do? Help him or not? Li Yunqi did not seem to be able to resist one deadly sword from Feng Xueyi next to Han Yu. If Li Yunqi did not strike out, Elder Brother Ding might be…

“Forget it! For Elder Brother Ding!”

Li Yunqi pressed the sword handle and operated his Qi. He was about to strike out. At this time, his father, Li Ying, noticed something strange about Li Yunqi. Li Ying directly pulled Li Yunqi and shook his head slightly, indicating that he should be patient.

Li Yunqi was in a hurry and struggled to free himself from his father, but he failed.

At this time, there had been an unexpected turn on the battlefield.

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“Cheap trick!”

With a cold hum, the man with the bronze grimace mask, who was trapped in the formation of Inscriptions – Bloodthirsty Vines Strangulation, shook his scorching hot saber and repeatedly scratched six cuts on the ground like lightning. By coincidence, his cuts were above the inscription patterns that were gleaming with a dim light.

“Sizzle!”

With the strange and light sound, the horrible green illusory vines diffusing almost within 10 meters disappeared in the air instantly like dreamy and illusory bubbles, leaving no traces behind.

“What?” The smirk on Han Yu’s face instantly solidified.

“This is impossible!”

Once the inscription formations were deployed, it was absolutely impossible for them to be destroyed. Only the person with the strength above the third stage could forcibly destroy them. As the inscriptions became excited, they were not like simple patterns painted on the ground that could be erased at will.

In the moment when he was absent-minded, the man with the bronze grimace mask had come over to him.

The scorching hot blade was infinitely magnified in the pupil.

“Inscriptions – Marsh Trap!” Han Yu roared wildly, with the feather fan splitting apart instantly, every black-and-white feather suddenly blooming with dazzling light. The exotic surface inscriptions glittered and they were floating in the air around him. Such inscriptions looked like a combined shield guarding all around him.

This feather fan was a magic weapon of inscriptions with limited use. Having been practicing the fan for many years with full effort, he had to perform his fan skills today at the critical moment.

A strange forcefield suddenly appeared by Han Yu’s side.

The air seemed to solidify suddenly, and even the flames ignited by the scorching hot saber were frozen like ice and solidified in the trap of the forcefield.

The shadow of the man with the bronze grimace mask, which was lightning fast, suddenly seemed to be like a snail caught in a swamp and slowed down. Finally, it could be captured by sight.

At this time—

Standing still beside Han Yu, Feng Xueyi, Killing with One Sword, at this moment made a move.

Without any sword-drawing movement, the sword made a leisurely sound and a silver bulge violently emerged from his palm like a stripe. The glaring silver light almost made everyone close their eyes subconsciously.

When people opened their eyes again, they just saw the silver sword-light stripes sweeping through the throat of the man with the bronze grimace mask and cutting it into two.

“Success?”

“Has the man with the bronze grimace mask been killed?”

“Killing with One Sword!”

Such formidable swordsmanship!

The sword was drawn out of the sheath and the person was killed. It was really irresistible.

The poor bronze grimace mask man had outstanding strength, but he was still killed by two experienced and cunning chiefs of Blood Dragon Village. The so-called Sentence with Scorching Hot Saber now looked like a farce.

“Hahahaha… Sentence? Sentence yourself to death, hahaha!” Han Yu madly laughed since a terrible enemy was finally killed. Although he had not struck out in battle for many years, his cooperation with the first village chief was still tacit and intimate.

Feng Xueyi, Killing with One Sword, showed a smile on the face.

The strength of Setting out with One Saber, who showed up suddenly, was really unpredictable. Without knowing the origin of Setting out with One Sabre, even if he were to fight with him alone, he might not win. It was a pity that now everything was over, and this was the end that resulted from lack of experience.

But at this time—

“The sentence is completed!”

A cold voice suddenly came from a distance.

The voice seemed to be thunder, and it suddenly blew in everyone’s ears, shaking their heads to make them creak.

Looking down at the sound, everyone was stunned to see the man with the bronze grimace mask, whose throat was cut off by Feng Xueyi with the sword, standing 10 meters away, completely unhurt. With the scorching hot saber still being diffused by the reddish flames in the hand, the bronze grimace mask, which was neither laughing nor crying, was filled with an indescribable weirdness. His eyes seemed to be burning fireballs and were diffused with blood.

The sneers of Han Yu and Feng Xueyi froze on their faces suddenly.

“How did you…” Han Yu’s eyes were full of incredible shock. This guy clearly had already had his throat pierced through, but he was still alive, and… What did he say just now, the sentence was completed? Was it…

The next moment, a reddish flame like blood emerged from Han Yu’s neck.

“Hehe… You… I… no…” The Ghost Counselor full of evil frantically struggled with both hands covering his neck, and he seemed to want to press the flame back. But the reddish flame was gushing out of his body madly and his skin and bones were burned to gray ashes instantly.

With a blowing wind, the Ghost Counselor turned into ashes and disappeared before people’s eyes with a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Rising Dragon Peak became deadly silent all of a sudden.

People were looking at the man with the bronze grimace mask as if he were a ghost from hell.

Feng Xueyi, Killing with One Sword, felt cold on his back. He was most confident in his own swordsmanship. He had pierced through the mysterious man’s throat, but why was he not injured at all? Furthermore, he even did not know when the man with the bronze grimace mask had instakilled the Ghost Counselor with the scorching hot saber. Had he failed?

“In the end… what happened?” Feng Xueyi asked hoarsely.

The red twilight of the man with the bronze grimace mask was like flames burning, and like blood flowing as well. His eyes were fixed on Feng Xueyi.

The first chief of Blood Dragon Village felt that a mountain seemed to be pressing down on him with the pressure surging. The bronze grimace mask covered all the man’s expressions. The Qi fluctuating in the man was not very strong, but his mysterious and unpredictable fighting skills forced Feng Xueyi to be extremely vigilant.

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