Dominating Martial King
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548: Chapter 271: Blood Vengeance Saint (Please Subscribe) 548: Chapter 271: Blood Vengeance Saint (Please Subscribe) After killing Zhu Kongming, Chu Xisheng did not relax his vigilance.

He sensed that Zhu Kongming’s Divine Thought had not completely dissipated.

The next moment, Zhu Kongming’s head and body exploded into a mist of blood and dust.

Zhu Kongming’s entire being turned into a bomb, and the blood dust and fragments of bones functioned like shrapnel, spraying outwards with alarming power.

Chu Xisheng stepped back three steps, his right hand drawing the ‘Golden Wind Jade Dew Saber’, transforming it into an impenetrable golden Sword Mirror, reflecting all the blood and flesh dust flying towards him.

At this moment, a gigantic illusory golden bell suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the entire Pingtian Ship and isolating it from all four directions of heaven and earth, both the inner and outer void.

At the same time, a thunderous humming sound resonated, shaking everyone’s hearts and minds.

“What a powerful Void God Traction!

This is the Chaos Secret Skill of the Demon Sect, not an inheritance from the ‘Divine Desolation Eternal Youth City’.”

It was a Daoist standing nearby, holding a small golden bell, standing a hundred zhang above the Pingtian Ship.

As the Daoist channeled his Mana into it, the huge illusory golden bell became increasingly solid and substantial.

Purple Eyebrow Saber Mu Zhao Guang on the deck also drew his Five-Ring Great Saber, expressing his fury with an outspoken voice, “Bastard!

How dare you cheat right under my nose!”

This duel of life and death seemed fair, but Zhu Kongming had left behind a contingency plan.

Even in death, his Primordial Spirit would be drawn away by the ‘Void God Traction’ to reforge his soul and regather his physical body!

Mu Zhao Guang’s face flushed red with shame, feeling a deep sense of humiliation in his heart.

Zhu Kongming specifically asked him to supervise the battle, confident that he wouldn’t detect the escape technique he harbored?

He was merely using Mu Zhao Guang as a shield to counterbalance the Sanping Hermit.

With extreme hatred, Mu Zhao Guang struck with an additional ferocity and wildness!

His Sword Energy and Sword Intent merged, forming a colossal White Tiger that devoured and annihilated Zhu Kongming’s residual spirit.

Meanwhile, another Daoist in the sky, whose figure seemed to merge with the Great Sun, transformed into a Golden Crow, his long sword like a golden polar light, pursuing every fragment of Zhu Kongming’s shattered soul.

Zong Sanping stood motionless on the third-level stern tower, but his sword was already drawn, floating in the void beside him, ready to be wielded at any time.

Zong Sanping’s gaze was fixed on the distance.

There, a mass of cloud and black vapor formed a giant black eye seventy li ahead of the ship.

This eye stared steadily back at him, like a pool of stagnant water engaging in a silent battle with Zong Sanping.

Then around the ship, giant serpents and pythons made of black vapor would intermittently encircle it, and strands of Sword Qi crisscrossed, grinding these vapors into dust.

However, just as Zhu Kongming’s residual spirit was thoroughly extinguished by the combined efforts of Purple Eyebrow Saber Mu Zhao Guang and the two great Daoists.

The giant black eye also dissipated into mist and vanished without a trace in an instant.

Zong Sanping snorted lightly, flicking his wrist and sheathing the azure blue sword at his side.

“This was a high-ranking expert from the Earthly List, obscure and deceptive, and not employing his fundamental Cultivation.

His origins are unclear.”

Jian Cangfeng shook his head, clicking his tongue in wonder, “They really are generous to use a member of Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers to test Junior Brother Chu’s Bloodline Talent.”

“Without Zhu Kongming’s caliber, they couldn’t fathom the depths of Junior Brother Chu’s foundation, not to mention the Void God Traction in play.”

Zong Sanping sneered coldly, “They still underestimate Junior Brother Chu, though.”

‘Void God Traction’ was clearly intended to counter him, Zong Sanping, allowing Zhu Kongming to survive under his sword after the fact.

What these people didn’t expect was that Zhu Kongming would not be Chu Xisheng’s match, being killed with a single stroke, which triggered the ‘Void God Traction’.

Although Zhu Kongming perished, those people still achieved their goal and got a clear view of Chu Xisheng’s White Tiger Bloodline.

Considering this, Zong Sanping felt a slight headache looking ahead, “It seems this journey northward will not be too peaceful.”

By his estimation, Chu Xisheng was probably not the main target of these individuals.

Yet even this Blood Vengeance Candidate’s involvement had provoked significant response from the forces behind Zhu Kongming.

One could imagine how perilous the upcoming voyage would be once the ‘Blood Vengeance Saint’ from the Western Capital Chu Family boarded the ship.

This task assigned by his Sect was proving exceptionally tricky.

Jian Cangfeng looked meaningfully at Chu Xisheng.

With Chu Xisheng’s strength, there was no need for him to reveal his ‘White Tiger Bloodline.’

Was it intentional?

Feeling a premonition, Chu Xisheng raised his head to meet Jian Cangfeng’s gaze, then curved his lips in a smile, signaling a silent understanding.

Jian Cangfeng realized that this fellow was indeed a kindred spirit.

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The commotion stirred up by Zhu Kongming quickly subsided.

The crowd on the deck dispersed one by one, walking down the gangplank in small groups.

Yet as they passed by Chu Xisheng, their glances at him were tinged with a shade of intrigue.

—This is a Third Grade treasure sword!

Many of them were tempted.

It was a treasure capable of securely advancing them to the peak of Fourth Grade.

Most only gave it a glance before averting their gaze.

Unless they had a powerful faction like the Formless Divine Sect as backing, as Zhu Kongming had, and possessed a nearly certain method of escape, no one would be foolish enough to attack Chu Xisheng on this ship.

Even if they were to act, it would have to wait until after leaving the ship.

Chu Xisheng pretended not to notice everyone’s gazes as he assessed the spoils in his hands.