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Ren Pingsheng, who was rushing outside, suddenly felt a powerful aura locking onto him, sending a chill down his spine. He knew that a hidden Supreme Expert was likely about to make a move. He paused for a moment and then darted into a group of martial artists, hoping to create some chaos for those who were planning to strike from the shadows.
"What a cunning little brat, but do you think this will help?" Qiao Lao, who had rushed over from a distance, couldn't help but laugh as he waved his hand, sending the blocking martial artists flying. Soon, the other martial artists realized the formidable Supreme Expert was present and quickly retreated.
"It's you? I didn't expect you to be the first to act. I'm just curious why you want my life; I don't think we have any conflicts!" he said with a hint of sarcasm, though he was still somewhat puzzled. Even if Chu Yanran's mother was threatened, it shouldn't be them who took action.
One had to understand that being able to threaten the Sovereign's wife in the Great Chu Dynasty required significant power. He immediately thought of the Evil Sect, the closest force to the Great Chu Dynasty. If they wanted to deal with him, it would be easy; there would be no need to act through others.
"Hehe, there's nothing I can do. Someone wants you dead, so I have no choice but to take action. So don't struggle; just surrender obediently!" Qiao Lao said with a smile.
"Hmph, even if you are a Supreme Expert, does that really make you invincible? I want to see how strong you really are," Ren Pingsheng said fearlessly. With life and death at stake, he wouldn't be foolish enough to back down. Even if he were to die, he would die fighting. Besides, he had encountered Supreme Experts before; in the Sword King Tomb, he had battled many times against the skeletal Supreme Experts.
"Very well, daring to provoke me; in that case, you shall die!" His expression turned cold as he was displeased with Ren Pingsheng's attitude. With a single step, his figure suddenly vanished and in the blink of an eye, his fist appeared in front of Ren Pingsheng's chest.
"So fast!" Ren Pingsheng barely had time to think before he was sent flying. His chest felt as if it had been struck by a mountain, and he nearly spat out blood.
"Bang..." Upon landing, Ren Pingsheng felt alarmed. This was definitely not an entry-level Supreme Expert; at the very least, it was an Intermediate one and possibly even a High-level one. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been sent flying without any ability to retaliate.
Before he could think further, Qiao Lao's figure followed closely after him as he landed. However, this time Ren Pingsheng was prepared; as soon as he hit the ground, he slapped his palm against the ground and rolled to the left side just in time to narrowly avoid another punch.
"Slash!" At that moment, Ren Pingsheng's nerves were at their peak. As he rolled through the air, the Azure Wind Sword was drawn instantly. A brilliant golden Sword Light burst forth with endless sharpness and slashed outwards. It successfully blocked Qiao Lao's continued attack; by the time Qiao Lao shattered the Sword Light, Ren Pingsheng had already landed safely ten zhang away.
"This old guy is really impressive; I'm completely no match for him now," he said helplessly as he felt his chest still burning with pain. At the same time, he felt some concern; there were not few Supreme Experts lurking in the shadows. If another one were to strike, he wouldn't be able to withstand it at all.
In the distance, Chu Longxiang was still engaged in battle with a Supreme Expert, but their fight was not particularly intense. It seemed that the Supreme Expert was only there to keep Chu Longxiang occupied; every time Chu Longxiang attempted to break through, he would exert all his effort to stop him. This indirectly helped Ren Pingsheng.
"Kid, you should find a chance to leave quickly; it's too dangerous here. There's still a sect-level expert watching you from the shadows. I really don't know what kind of heinous deeds you've committed to deserve such hatred. So many people want your life," the Demon Emperor sighed.
"Can I really be blamed for this? Most of them are here for the King's Artifact," Ren Pingsheng replied helplessly. "The King's Artifact? Right, maybe that could be my way out." Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration.
"Kid, very good; you were able to block my attack. But next, you won't be so lucky," Qiao Lao said as he walked over slowly, speaking in a relaxed manner. In his view, Ren Pingsheng had merely been fortunate earlier.
"Old man, if you have the ability, come at me! I want to see what else you can do."
"Very well." His angry expression flashed briefly before his aura erupted entirely, surging towards Ren Pingsheng. Ren Pingsheng trembled and was forced back two steps by this overwhelming pressure.
"This is bad!" Just as he steadied himself, he knew he was in trouble; sure enough, a fist flashed past and struck him again, this time with even greater force.
"Ah..." Ren Pingsheng screamed as he was sent flying once more, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. Just as he hit the ground, another punch sent him flying again. Qiao Lao seemed enraged, throwing punch after punch without giving Ren Pingsheng a chance to react.
Poor Ren Pingsheng was like a sandbag, flying through the air. Blood rained down around him.
"Ah! You damn old man, die!" In mid-air, Ren Pingsheng suddenly froze for some reason. A white Sword Qi descended from above with the might of heaven and earth.
"Hmph! Ridiculous!" Qiao Lao felt his body momentarily pause as an invisible pressure bound him. However, he merely smiled; with a slight shift of his body, the binding disappeared completely. To him, Ren Pingsheng's Sword Momentum was still too weak.
He threw a punch that collided with Ren Pingsheng's Sword Light, creating a whirlwind. Ren Pingsheng's Heavenly Sword Second Style was said to be his most powerful move, but unfortunately, it still failed to inflict any damage on the Supreme Expert.
"Is it really not possible? It seems that dealing with the Supreme Expert is still too much for me. If it were at the beginner level, I could still give it a shot, but unfortunately, this old thing's strength is just too formidable." Slowly descending from the sky, Ren Pingsheng saw Sword Qi being shattered and felt quite helpless.
"Even with the protection of the Thousand Silk Armor, I can't hold out for long. I need to find an opportunity to escape." He thought to himself, already beginning to observe his surroundings discreetly.
Aside from him, there were also a dozen martial artists being besieged, but unfortunately, most of them had already perished; those who were still alive were under the protection of a Supreme Expert.
"There’s still some distance to the edge; it seems I’m going to take a few more punches."
"You brat, after taking so many of my punches, you’re still alive. It seems the quality of your armor is quite good; I just wonder how many more punches you can withstand." Qiao Lao said with a somewhat ferocious expression.
"Hmph, old man, watch the sword!" Ren Pingsheng surprisingly took the initiative to attack this time. In a flash, he was beside Qiao Lao, and with the Azure Wind Sword carrying dozens of Sword Qi, he slashed down.
"Haha, foolish creature, you dare to approach me. Fist that rules the world!" He roared, shaking the entire heavens and earth. This punch seemed to gather boundless might; even before it was thrown, cracks began to appear in the Void as if unable to bear its power.
"Kid, it's dangerous. Defend with all your might!" Demon Emperor whispered a warning.
"This old thing is going all out; the power of this martial skill is terrifying." His whole body stiffened; facing this punch felt utterly impossible to block. There was no room for hesitation as he fully activated the Thousand Silk Armor. True Qi surged continuously like a person who hadn’t eaten for three days, welcoming anything that came.
"Boom..." Qiao Lao's punch was unleashed, creating an exaggerated crack in the Void. Ren Pingsheng felt as if the entire sky was collapsing; at that moment, he realized that his understanding of Sword Momentum was still too weak and could not withstand such might.
"Ah..." A scream echoed through heaven and earth. Ren Pingsheng felt as if his entire body was falling apart; his bones felt shattered. His consciousness began to blur as he soared high into the air and then fell towards the distance under the gaze of many martial artists.
"I can't sleep; I still need to escape." He initially only intended to use Qiao Lao to reach the edge and then flee. He never expected this old fellow would go all out. Now heavily injured, it truly felt like a loss for nothing.
"Ah, old man, I don't want this King's Artifact anymore; it's yours now." As Ren Pingsheng was about to land, a beautifully crafted long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, emanating a powerful aura. The moment it appeared, it captured the attention of all the martial artists.
"Whoosh..." With a strong thrust, the long sword flew directly towards Elder Qiao. All the martial artists' eyes followed the sword in the air, finally landing on the astonished face of Elder Qiao as he caught it. Meanwhile, Ren Pingsheng vanished silently at the moment of landing, almost unnoticed by anyone.
What they cared about was only the King's Artifact in Ren Pingsheng's hand; no one cared about his life or death. Now that they had seen the King's Artifact, naturally, no one paid attention to Ren Pingsheng anymore.
"King's Artifact! Grab it!" One martial artist, overwhelmed by excitement, completely forgot that this old man was a respected powerhouse and charged forward with a roar.
Though it was ridiculous, it was like opening Pandora's box; countless martial artists could no longer hold back. Even those respected powerhouses began to take action, all targeting the King's Artifact long sword in Elder Qiao's hands.
At this moment, Elder Qiao still hadn't reacted; he stared foolishly at the long sword in his hand. "King's Artifact, is this really the King's Artifact? The King's Artifact is mine!"
Thinking of this, for some reason, his heart trembled. All plans and missions slipped from his mind. His eyes were solely focused on this long sword, nothing else mattered.
"The King's Artifact is mine; no one can take it from me!" Seeing the crazed martial artists rushing towards him, he roared and charged out with the long sword raised high. Wherever he went, flesh flew and blood flowed. This time he truly went mad with killing; all that filled everyone's eyes was that so-called King's Artifact, and human lives were as insignificant as grass—one fell and another followed.
Originally there were nearly a thousand martial artists here; now counting carefully, there were not even a third left. In just one hour, five to six hundred martial artists had lost their lives inexplicably under the stimulation of greed.
"Wait, this isn't the King's Artifact? Why does its aura feel somewhat off?" In secret, several sect-level powerhouses who had initially been excited and ready to act began to observe closely. They felt that this King's Artifact's aura was only slightly stronger than their own weapons and lacked the overwhelming dominance of a true King's Artifact.
"Damn it, we've been fooled! This is just a top-tier Zongqi, not a real King's Artifact." As they angrily sought out Ren Pingsheng, they realized that he had already vanished without a trace.
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