Chapter 174: Brutality (1/2)
Terrifying killing intent loomed over Lu Yun, targeting him and him alone. The man had nothing in his eyes but the young governor. Forward without pause, no rest until Lu Yun laid dead at his feet!
The attack had come without warning, but it failed to catch Lu Yun off guard.
Although the first man played his role well, his expression of gratitude didn’t come with any goodwill, a clear indicator that he was lying and up to no good. The second voice of strident mockery was clearly intended to distract Lu Yun, allowing his accomplice to launch a fatal attack!
Heart calm as still water, he didn’t fall for their trick. As soon as the man had bowed to him, the governor’s mystical force surged. Violet sword brilliance shot to the heavens and crushed the two sword slashes.
“Vast Dragon Seaturner! I’ve heard about this wondrous technique, but didn’t expect to have the fortune to see it myself.” The attacker straightened his back and moved again. “This technique will be extinct after today! Die!”
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Eight figures rushed out of the crowd. The now nine immortals arranged themselves in a mighty sword formation around Lu Yun, unleashing their cultivation to the limit. Nine august immortals! Real ones, who hadn’t sealed their cultivation!
Immortals with sealed cultivation would be heavily surveilled by the Nephrite court after entering Cloudwater Township. They wouldn’t have a chance to attack Lu Yun. Hence, this group had plainly slipped in another way. There was an unstoppable presence and keen edge to the nine august immortals. They were clearly rare geniuses, rivaling peerless immortals with their cultivations sealed.
“Don’t!” snapped Lu Yun upon noticing that Qing Han was coming to help him. “Protect yourself!”
However, the imperial envoy ignored his words and thrust out his palm. A violet-gold hand imprint slammed into the formation of nine immortals, which shook with a loud boom as the immortals within stumbled. The controlled patterns of sword energy inside grew erratic.
Noting that his attack had been effective, Qing Han thrust out another strike without hesitation.
Bam!
This time, it broke through the formation. Qing Han’s face paled, his breath quickening. That palm had been Empress Myrtlestar’s technique, and two strikes had been sufficient to exhaust all of his energy.
“Slow Lu Yun down. I’ll deal with the other one!” One of the immortals came after Qing Han.
“What is this?!” Qing Han growled. “Where are the Cloudwater guards? Why haven’t any of them shown up yet?!”
Cultivators in the area had scattered, giving a wide berth to the raging battle. Meanwhile, the town remained perfectly silent, defending guards nowhere to be seen.
“Die!” The man charging at Qing Han seemed perfectly ordinary; no one would’ve given him a second glance in a crowd. But at this moment, his raging killing intent had turned him into a well-honed weapon.
The grim specter of death approached Qing Han. He didn’t even have a chance to activate the Scroll of Shepherding Immortals.
I’m going to die...
Despair flickered through his eyes, but he broke into a smile when he saw Lu Yun break free from the sword formation.
Thud!
Something round flew out from behind Qing Han and crashed into the august immortal’s head. The immortal screamed a ghastly scream and flew backward, along with something… very strange. A round thing that remained attached to his nose.
“Bastard! How dare you hurt Sir Qing Han?! This grand steward will bite your nose off! Bite bite bite!” It was a human head, one garbling insults with its teeth around the immortal’s nose.
How does he talk with a nose between his teeth? Blindsided by surprise, Qing Han’s mind gravitated toward contemplation of this crucial question.
Ge Long!