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“Emperor-Level Technique Ah, what should we do?” Bai Chongguang licked his lips and asked hoarsely.
The eight of them looked at each other, momentarily silent; in fact, they were also tempted. Emperor-Level Technique, that was a priceless treasure. Even though they came from major sects, there were Unparalleled Stronger within their sects, it was still difficult to obtain those top-tier Heritage.
To acquire these Heritage, and gain the favor of those strong individuals, not only talent was required, but perhaps loyalty to the sect as well. This was the most basic requirement for every sect when selecting disciples for Heritage, and then they had to pass through numerous brutal tests; only by succeeding could they finally obtain the Heritage.
Unless your relatives were Unparalleled Stronger, they would unhesitatingly pass everything on to you; otherwise, everything had to be fought for on your own. Now that there was such a good opportunity, they naturally did not want to miss it. Even if they could not obtain the final Heritage of their sect, they still had a chance to become Unparalleled Stronger.
“Actually, I think there must be other Heritage as well; what has appeared here is just a part of it. It wouldn’t be wise to act now with so many experts around,” Ren Pingsheng said after some thought. All the warriors here were at the Perfect Sect Level, and even if they united, obtaining the Heritage might not guarantee their safety.
“You have a point, but such an opportunity is too rare; it would be a pity to miss it,” Skywind said hesitantly.
“Let’s wait for the right moment. If an opportunity arises to seize the Jade Tablet, then acting wouldn’t be out of the question.”
Although the eight of them did not take action, some people were secretly watching them. The Heritage in Xiao Cangjian’s hands was enough to make them drool. Soon, ten warriors quietly surrounded them, preparing to strike. In their view, this side seemed easier.
“It looks like we have no chance to snatch the Heritage. Someone is preparing to attack us here. Get ready for Battle!” Demon Prince squinted his eyes and said regretfully.
These ten warriors were all at the Perfect Sect Level, and their leader was a man in black. He only said a few words, and these people charged towards Ren Pingsheng and the others.
“Hey hey, Xiao Cangjian, hand over the Heritage in your hands, and we’ll spare your life.” They roared as they launched their attacks.
“Everyone be careful,” Ren Pingsheng said as he faced one of the Perfect Sect Level warriors. The Windscar Sword was drawn to block his attack. Then he slashed back with a counterattack; golden Sword Qi flew out like an arrow, flashing with endless sharpness.
"Bang..." The warrior immediately felt the hair on his body stand on end. There was no longer any hesitation or underestimation; a wave of earthy yellow True Qi surged forth, forming a wall in front of him in an attempt to block the strike. He swayed and prepared to retreat.
"Hmph, where do you think you're going! Heavenly Sword Third Style, Slash!" Ren Pingsheng shouted, turning his body. A terrifying Sword Momentum, filled with endless Intimidation, was unleashed in a single strike. The entire space froze for a moment, and the retreating warrior suddenly halted. By the time he realized what was happening, it was already too late; a white Sword Qi flashed past.
"Uh... ah..." He felt a sharp pain in his chest as his body was cleaved in two, and by the time he hit the ground, he let out a few agonized cries before falling silent.
Ren Pingsheng quickly dealt with his opponent, which could be attributed to the warrior's underestimation. From the very beginning, he had been at a disadvantage and was caught off guard, resulting in two successful strikes. Otherwise, it would not have been so easy; a Perfect Sect Level warrior is not that easy to deal with.
At this moment, the black-clad figure that had remained motionless suddenly flashed behind Ren Pingsheng and silently thrust a Longsword toward his back.
"Ah, someone is ambushing me!" His expression changed as seven Phantom Bodies shot out. His true self had already shifted to one side. The original Phantom Body was pierced through the chest by the sword and dissipated instantly.
"Ah, I actually failed." The black-clad figure's expression also changed slightly. He was surprised by Ren Pingsheng's reaction and response, his gaze shifting to the remaining six Phantom Bodies with some hesitation.
"Kill!" Naturally, Ren Pingsheng would not let the person who ambushed him escape. The six Phantom Bodies moved simultaneously, attacking from four directions: front, back, left, and right. Sword Qi crisscrossed and enveloped the black-clad figure in an instant.
"Boom..." A series of attacks erupted with intense roaring sounds. The black-clad figure also swung his sword, unleashing his Perfect Sect Level strength without reservation.
"Hmph, Golden Killing Thirteen Swords, Slash!" As they were locked in combat, the seventh Phantom Body that had disappeared reappeared. Ren Pingsheng integrated into it and swiftly moved; thirteen figures surrounded their target. With the mastery of Golden Realm, he executed a strike as twelve Sword Qis flashed toward the black-clad figure.
"Indeed troublesome; no wonder you are capable of killing someone like Young Master." The black-clad figure's expression changed as he quickly summoned True Qi. The Armor on his body surged forth, forming a Light Barrier around him.
"Bang bang..." All twelve swords struck down and barely shattered the Light Barrier; the remaining two Sword Qis were easily blocked by him.
"The thirteenth sword, Slash!" All twelve figures merged back into Ren Pingsheng's body. Holding his sword with both hands, he unleashed an even more terrifying golden Sword Qi that moved at incredible speed, reaching him before he could activate his Armor.
“Damn it!” The man in black did not expect that he would still have a sword strike left, moving with terrifying speed. However, he was not an ordinary opponent; he managed to escape at the moment the Sword Qi was about to hit him. In the end, though, he was still grazed by the Golden Realm and sustained some minor injuries.
“Very well, it seems I underestimated you.” He said with some resentment, his face slightly flushed, unsure if it was from anger or injury.
“Hehe, now I’ll play with you properly.” He smiled somewhat ferociously before suddenly vanishing. Ren Pingsheng was taken aback and immediately sensed a fluctuation of True Qi. He quickly countered with a sword strike to block the attack, but he was pushed back two steps. Turning to look, it was indeed the man in black.
Then he vanished again and reappeared at Ren Pingsheng's side, thrusting his sword with incredible speed and precision! His movements were ghostly; no matter how careful Ren Pingsheng was or how he tried to defend himself, the next moment the man would always be right beside him.
“Strange, this feels so familiar.” In an instant, Ren Pingsheng found himself at a disadvantage; the man in black's Movement Technique was terrifyingly fast, appearing beside him one moment and disappearing the next.
“Slash…” Caught off guard, a wound opened on his left shoulder, blood immediately flowing out. However, he paid no mind to it and kept his gaze fixed on the disappearing figure of the man in black, a smile playing on his lips.
“Bang…” The man in black reappeared in a bizarre manner and launched a full-force strike that sent Ren Pingsheng flying. Then his figure vanished again. When he appeared next to Ren Pingsheng once more, another sword thrust came.
“Hehe, kid, die!” This sword strike was surging with True Qi, aimed directly at Ren Pingsheng's throat. The man in black wore a smug smile as if Ren Pingsheng were about to fall under his blade.
“Boom… Huh? What’s going on?” His carefully planned attack unexpectedly fell through; Ren Pingsheng had vanished. This surprised him and slowed his reaction time by a fraction.
“Ah…” While he was stunned, Ren Pingsheng appeared at his side and thrust out the Windscar Sword. This series of illusions struck directly beneath his ribcage. He let out a terrible scream as he flew backward.
“Kid, I will kill you.” He left behind those words as his flying figure disappeared.
“Haha, what a pity.” Ren Pingsheng chuckled lightly, swinging his arms to send dozens of drops of blood flying toward the side. The recently appeared man in black was instantly enveloped by the blood.
“Explode!” Before he could react to anything—his face still wearing a sinister grin—he was blown away. The power of the fully realized Blood Realm detonated like dozens of full-force Sword Qi strikes; being hit head-on like that was something even Perfect Sect Level experts could not withstand.
"Uh... the lady won't let you go." He, heavily injured and thrown backward, didn't have time for any other actions before Ren Pingsheng's Windscar Sword slashed across his throat, and he was clearly on the brink of death.
"The lady? Oh, could it be the wife of Yuzhou City Lord?" Ren Pingsheng furrowed his brows, immediately coming to this conclusion. This black-clad man was clearly sent to kill him. The people he had offended were only One-Pin Hall and the father-son duo of Yuzhou City Lord. Since it was mentioned that it was the lady, the likelihood of revenge from Yuzhou City Lord was the highest.
While Ren Pingsheng dealt with these opponents, the others also cooperated to resolve their own foes. However, several people, like Ren Pingsheng, sustained some minor injuries.
"Haha, Heritage is mine now; what can you from Cangjian Villa do about it?" Duan Jun, surrounded by numerous Perfect Sect Level martial artists, was also injured. The Emperor-Level Technique Jade Tablet, which he had just obtained, was knocked away and snatched by another martial artist. At this moment, he wore an excited expression.
"Damn it, since you all want to die, I'll grant your wish! Storm and fury, kill!" Duan Jun had a fierce look on his face; with a twist of his Longsword, a tempest swept through. The martial artists surrounding him were caught in the whirlwind. The gale roared like a dragon, and the rain fell like sharp blades. Some caught off guard were pierced like arrows, turning into a sieve as blood gushed forth.
The martial artist who had obtained the Jade Tablet reacted quickly; however, in this storm, after holding on for a few moments, he began to sustain injuries, blood holes appearing all over his body.
"Ah... if I can't have it, I won't let you benefit either." He roared angrily as the Jade Tablet flew out of his hand at high speed. Coincidentally, it flew straight towards Ren Pingsheng, who had just dealt with the black-clad man.
"Ah, the Jade Tablet?" Ren Pingsheng's expression changed as he noticed many martial artists turning towards him; his eyes immediately flickered. Nevertheless, he reached out to catch it and quickly tucked it into his bosom. His figure flashed and landed on the ground.
"Ah, damn kid, hurry up and hand over the Jade Tablet." His action instantly enraged many martial artists; they shouted angrily and rushed towards Ren Pingsheng. The fastest among them was Duan Jun, but unfortunately, he was positioned at the back and couldn't reach the front.
"Haha, whoever can offer me three pieces of Treasure, this Jade Tablet will be theirs. Otherwise, I'll throw it away." He took out the Jade Tablet from his bosom and said with a smile.
"Kid, that's a Treasure, give me the Jade Tablet." A martial artist who charged closest waved his hand and immediately threw out three pieces of Treasure. Without even looking at them, Ren Pingsheng directly collected them and then flicked his hand; the Jade Tablet flew out. "Hehe, thank you for your Treasure, the Jade Tablet is yours."
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