Chapter 1049 Holy-Sword Doll (2/2)

Han Sen was considering using the silver fox's healing power to try and save him, or at least stop the bleeding, but suddenly, a noise sounded. Holy-Sword Emperor was still alive, crawling to his feet from beneath a mound of broken sword pieces.

”No way! I saw him explode. He was vaporized!” Han Sen looked on in disbelief.

Xie Qing King was in an equal amount of shock. He mumbled, ”There is no way you survived that attack of mine.”

Holy-Sword Emperor coldly growled, ”You really are good. You broke my Storm of Swords; if it wasn't for my Holy-Sword Doll, I'd have been killed. Using it now was a grand loss, but it will have been worth it, if it has granted me the opportunity to kill someone as prestigious as you.”

When Holy-Sword Emperor said this, he ran towards Xie Qing King in a huff. Then he stepped on his face.

Holy-Sword Emperor made it sound as if he didn't mind the loss of the Holy-Sword Doll, but in truth, it bitterly stung him. It had cost him a fortune to grow it.

But he hated Xie Qing King, and having his scroll of the phoenix stolen drove him mad. He hated his guts.

Xie Qing King looked at Holy-Sword Emperor with eyes that were filled with disdain.

Holy-Sword Emperor hated that look, so he rubbed his foot in his face harder and applied as much pressure as he could.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared and Holy-Sword Emperor felt a strange power approach. It was Han Sen, clutching his Phoenix Sword.

”You are just a human; do you really wish to threaten me with that? I can kill you in the blink of an eye. But unlike this prehistoric fool, you won't respawn.” Holy-Sword Emperor knew Han Sen was a human, and he thought that Xie Qing King had simply taken Han Sen as an average human slave.

”You're right; I can't respawn.” Han Sen smirked, and then went on to say, ”Killing someone in battle is fair play, but humiliating someone like him is wrong. You can't humiliate him.”

Hearing this, Xie Qing King's eyes jumped a little. What he was now thinking about, though, none could guess.

”Hahaha! You can't tell me what to do. No one tells me what to do, ever! You are in no position to lick my boots clean, let alone lecture me about humiliating an old fart that's past his prime.” Holy-Sword Emperor brought his foot down harder, and then barked, ”I will break your limbs one by one, boy. And I'll make you watch how I slowly torture and humiliate this worthless spirit. And once I'm done with him, I'll skin you alive and wear you for a coat!”

Holy-Sword Emperor summoned a few more swords and fired them towards Han Sen.

Han Sen swung his sword to knock the incoming projectiles away. Then he said, ”Don't embarrass me with such lame attacks. Come on, show me what you've really got.”

Han Sen knew Holy-Sword Emperor would come for him eventually, and a fight between them was inevitable. If he wanted to maintain his control of Sword-Furnace Shelter, though, he had to learn how to beat the spirit. Now was the time he could put his strength to the test.

”D*mn you!” Holy-Sword Emperor now felt like the one being humiliated. He couldn't believe a human was brazen enough to speak to him like that.

Another ten thousand swords were summoned, all propped up in his direction, prepared to skin Han Sen alive.

But Han Sen was still calm, and all of a sudden, the wings of a crow formed upon his back.