Chapter 122: The imprint from the flying sword (1/2)

Chapter 122-The imprint from the flying sword

The two of them left the secret room.

Su Clan’s Ah s.h.i.+lu lead the way, while Song Shuhang followed behind, to the living room.

On the sofa, the Immortal Farming Sect uncle opened his eyes, gazing coldly at the two. “So you finally came out. I already long since knew that you two had never left this apartment.”

He had guessed that the two were somewhere in the apartment. If taking apart the building wouldn’t have attracted the attention of all the normal people in this block, he would have long since started to take apart this apartment.

“You shouldn’t have stayed behind.” Su Clan’s Ah s.h.i.+lu’s voice was cold as she said indifferently.

“Bulls.h.i.+t! Why shouldn’t I have stayed behind!” The Immortal Farming Sect uncle rose to his feet, roaring.

At the same time, his bones let out cracking sounds, and his hands became claws. Every finger was releasing True Qi, and were as sharp as the edge of a knife.

Su Clan’s Ah s.h.i.+lu’s face was calm. She gently raised her right hand, using her palm as a sabre. “Come then.”

Compared to the Immortal Farming Sect uncle, her figure seemed small, and seemed so frail that it wouldn’t even be able to block the wind. But when she raised her right hand, a tyrannically imposing manner seemed to emanate from her.

That jade white palm1 seemed to transform into the divine weapon that had split the heavens and the earth2, a radiant sabre light s.h.i.+ning.

The Immortal Farming Sect uncle was pressured by her imposing manner, and roared as he leapt into the air. He was like a falcon who had spread his wings, attempting to use a rus.h.i.+ng attack to break through Ah s.h.i.+lu’s oppression.

When ordinary fighters entered close combat, what they were most wary of was being in mid-air with nowhere to leverage their strength. However, these actions of the uncle seemed to go against this common sense, and while his body was in mid-air, swift and fierce claw attacks continuously rained down, transforming into layer upon layer of illusionary claws that cl.u.s.tered over her head as it descended.

Su Clan’s Ah s.h.i.+lu didn’t make any flashy movements. Using her palm as a sabre, she used that sabre to chop at the layers upon layers of illusory claws.

In that moment, sabre light flashed, and the force behind that sabre was like the tempestuous waters of the Yellow River as it surged forward!

The uncle’s claw technique was definitely unordinarily fierce and swift. However, it was difficult to use the power of a person’s claw attacks to resist the might of the surging Yellow River.

RIP!

The swift and fierce claw attacks was forcibly broken through by that sabre light, and the uncle’s hands were covered by a b.l.o.o.d.y haze, and his figure was sent flying. He crashed into the household decorations on the way, heavily cras.h.i.+ng onto the ground.

A Rank 3 Houtian was completely out of the league of a Rank 2 True Master. Even if the Houtian was heavily injured, as long as they could launch an attack, defeating a True Master was as easy as turning over their hand.

After Su Clan’s Ah s.h.i.+lu had chopped out with this sabre, her face became pale, and her breathing became hurried.

The Immortal Farming Sect uncle climbed to his feet slowly, his hands trembling, and flowing with fresh blood.

“I’ve already held back with this sabre strike…In three days time I will bring Su Clan’s Ah Qi over, and clarify matters with your Immortal Farming Sect to settle our karma. Before that, behave yourself. Go, I won’t take your life for now.” Su Clan’s Ah s.h.i.+lu said in a low voice.

“Impossible! As long I’m not dead, I won’t leave!” The uncle’s gaze was ferocious. “I’ll bet my life on it to capture you! Also…after chopping out with that sabre, how much True Qi could you have left?”

Su Clan’s Ah s.h.i.+lu frowned, then said impatiently, “Then go and die.”

She detested this kind of stubborn old fogeys. That jade-like hand raised again, sabre light flas.h.i.+ng.

Did he really think she was a rottenly good person like that Song Shuhang behind her? If he really wanted to court death, then she’ll grant his wis.h.!.+

“HAH!” The uncle roared as he leapt forward, his legs bursting with True Qi, His body revolved, and was like a poison dragon making a drill attack on Su Clan’s Ah s.h.i.+lu.

Boom!

The two sides closed in on each other again, their True Qi both bursting out, creating terrifying booming and thunderous roars.

“Ahahahah!” Now, the uncle’s mouth began to make strange cries. Immediately afterwards, his entire body drew a strange arc as he shot towards the balcony.

Bang! The balcony’s decorations were smashed into pieces.

In the next moment, the uncle dragged his heavily injured body, and jumped off the balcony. He left a last parting shot, “You wait Su Clan descendant! I’LL BE BACK!”

Having said so, he escaped into the distance without even turning his head back.

He had fled. He had fled just like that?

He had been so lofty and heroic before, welcoming death unflinchingly. In the next moment, he had ran off after delivering a parting shot.

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“Amazing!” Song Shuhang sighed internally. Just now when the uncle and Ah s.h.i.+lu had fought, he couldn’t even make out the moves made out by both sides clearly. That speed had far exceeded the theoretical limit of the human body.