Dominating Martial King

"Kill him!"

At the moment of engagement, all the Long Clan Soldiers vied with each other in zeal, their faces showing greed and brimming with fighting spirit.

The eldest son had promised Chu Xisheng a hefty reward, including as much as two hundred taels of Demon Silver and a dose of Primordial Skill Secret Medicine.

Not to mention, behind this person was Deputy Flag Master Tie Xiaosheng of the Iron Banner Gang.

The bounty on this man was twenty times that of Chu Xisheng.

In the eyes of these Long Clan Soldiers, these two were already as good as honor waiting to be claimed.

This sickly youth before them had previously relied on the false bravado provided by a Seventh Rank Martial Realm woman fox; now his true weakness was laid bare.

He was just a sickly child with cultivation not above Ninth Grade, breathless after running a few hundred steps.

His sword might be fast, but as long as they were careful to defend, capturing and killing him would be a piece of cake!

In the next instant, Chu Xisheng drew his sword from its scabbard.

His opening move was still the "empty wind," the Draw Sword Style he was best at!

The three Long Clan Soldiers at the front only saw a thunderous arc of sword light flash before their eyes, and then they discovered their view tumbling rapidly, catching sight of three headless bodies below them.

These were bodies that had lost their heads, with bowl-sized wounds on their necks as blood fountains gushed out, their bodies still charging forward unconsciously.

In an instant, they realized the finality of their situation, their eyes showing intense terror and despair.

And in that moment, their vision darkened, and they lost all consciousness.

The sword light wielded by Chu Xisheng continued to ravage through the crowd.

Next came his only group combat Sword Technique—Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves!

The sword blade, like an unstoppable tempest, cut and thrust forward mercilessly!

In the eyes of the Long Clan Soldiers, Chu Xisheng's sword and hand turned into afterimages, utterly elusive.

They didn't even have time to react before two were decapitated and three were gutted.

Chu Xisheng's sword was not only as fast as the wind and lightning but also carried immense power. Their leather armor was completely useless against it.

Meanwhile, lurking in the corner behind Chu Xisheng, Deputy Flag Master Tie Xiaosheng's pupils dilated.

This guy's sword—so fast!

Though this young man's cultivation was only at the lower Ninth Grade, his fast sword talent was extremely high.

Based solely on the combat strength he had burst forth with at the moment, he had clearly reached the peak of upper Ninth Grade!

At that moment, he was slaughtering nine men as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

Only his endurance was slightly weaker, as after killing nine men, his sword speed slowed down, but his combat strength was still beyond what the four Long Clan Soldiers could withstand.

These four might be considered the elite among the Long Clan Soldiers, yet only one of them had cultivation entering the grade.

Sure enough, within less than fifteen breaths' time, Chu Xisheng had dispatched all four of them.

And now, just twenty zhang away in front of him, three Iron Armored burly men were advancing quickly in this direction.

Tie Xiaosheng recognized that these were members of the 'Heng's Eighteen Riders' under Long Heng's command.

Although they had higher cultivation and stronger strength, because they were clad in heavy Iron Armor, their running speed was actually slower than those of the Long Clan Soldiers in leather armor.

A glimmer of hope arose in Tie Xiaosheng's heart.

He had already realized Chu Xisheng's earlier intent of leading him here—to create an opportunity to divide and conquer the Long Clan Soldiers by distance!

This guy actually had both courage and strategy!

But could he stand against 'Heng's Eighteen Riders'?

The three men in front had Heavy Armor on their bodies, few openings to exploit, and their overall strength was infinitely close to Eighth Rank.

Chu Xisheng's advantage lay in his Sword Speed, but it might not be enough to penetrate their Heavy Armor.

This narrow cave was not conducive to roaming combat.

And the young man's Endurance was not up to a prolonged battle.

Chu Xisheng, meanwhile, was breathing heavily, gasping for air as beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down from his forehead.

The all-out sword strike just now had caused him to exhaust a great amount of physical strength.

The Six Yin Soul Revival Spell also showed signs of acting up.

Chu Xisheng tried hard to regulate his breathing, while picking up a long sword from the ground with a calm expression.

These Long Clan soldiers carried two Hundred-refined Light Steel Sabers, identical in shape to the one that had curled at its edge, with a much stronger killing power than his backup steel saber.

Then he held the long sword upside down, waiting for the arrival of those three 'Heng's Eighteen Riders,' while looking at the virtual screen within his field of view.

As he killed nine people in succession, a burst of fireworks exploded before Chu Xisheng's eyes.

His reputation had now risen to 'Ninth Grade Upper (Virtual),' and his original Martial Arts Points, which only amounted to 2, had increased to 8.

The problem was that there were not many people here.

There were only the three 'Heng's Eighteen Riders' and Tie Xiaosheng, who had witnessed him killing.

A sudden enlightenment dawned in Chu Xisheng's heart.

Tie Xiaosheng was a great master with cultivation at the upper Sixth Grade, and the strength of the three 'Heng's Eighteen Riders' was nearly at the Eighth Rank.

The higher their cultivation, the greater their contribution.

Just these four men alone were equivalent to the crowd that had watched him fight Long Sheng during the Inner Sect trials!

Chu Xisheng quickly collected his thoughts and continued to browse in the Martial Arts Treasure Vault, looking for something that could help him.

'Divine Power Pills' also appeared in the treasure vault, but the description clearly stated that the effects of this elixir could not be stacked.

He regretfully withdrew his gaze; there were many good items in the treasure vault this time, but either they were of no help, or he didn't have enough Martial Arts Points.

Chu Xisheng minimized the virtual screen to the corner and then, holding the sword, bent his body low, focusing on the present.

From now on, he could only rely on himself.

Just a moment later, those three men had already approached him.

They were truly armed to the teeth, even hiding their faces behind face masks, each holding a wide-blade heavy knife about four feet long in their hands.

The eyes of the three Heng's Eighteen Riders were extremely solemn and cautious. The three knives coordinated with each other, attacking and retreating as one.

After trying a few moves with them, Chu Xisheng couldn't find any flaws.

He was forced to continuously retreat twenty steps by the opposing blades, gradually moving toward the front of Tie Xiaosheng.

At that moment, a strange brilliance suddenly flashed in Chu Xisheng's pupils, and the Hundred-refined Light Steel Saber in his hand heavily chopped down.

Clang!

Following the collision of the blades, the two wide-blade heavy knives on the opposite side were unexpectedly bounced off by the sword power of Chu Xisheng after their clash.

Chu Xisheng had tried it; after consuming a Divine Power Pill, with the Pure Yang Thunder Body, he was only slightly weaker in strength compared to the combined effort of the two men opposite him.

But just this one fully-powered strike, expecting the unexpected, made his strength surpass that of the two Armored Soldiers who had only used eighty percent of theirs by a slight margin.

And right after repelling those two men, Chu Xisheng suddenly stepped forward, moving straight into the central palace, his sword light struck out in a surprise attack, aiming directly for the throat of the central man.

Tie Xiaosheng, upon seeing this scene, couldn't help but feel a sudden tightness in his chest, his heart momentarily rising to his throat.

Because at that instant, the wide-blade heavy knife of the man on the right hadn't been repelled, and his eyes gleamed with ferocity, as he accelerated his heavy chop with the heavy knife.

The sword of Chu Xisheng was just a tad quicker, piercing directly through the gap between the face mask and chest armor of the opposite man, leaving a trail of blood where the sword light passed.

However, at the same time, the wide-blade heavy knife of the man on the right also landed on his left shoulder.

Tie Xiaosheng could hardly bear to see Chu Xisheng meeting the fate of being gutted, but what followed made him slightly stunned and his face showed a look of surprise.

Chu Xisheng's entire body was thrown backward by the impact of the sword power, and although his leather armor on the left shoulder was severely damaged, it only revealed a slight trace of blood, not at all ripped open as Tie Xiaosheng had thought.

Tie Xiaosheng looked closely and saw a glint of gold under the damaged leather armor.

It was clearly a piece of high-quality golden silk inner armor!

A gleam of brightness burst in Tie Xiaosheng's eyes.

This was a premeditated exchange of injury for injury!

And after slashing one Armored Soldier, the predicament facing Chu Xisheng was now vastly different from before.