Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 711: I Have a Sword that Can Slay the Martial King_1

Chapter 711: Chapter 711: I Have a Sword that Can Slay the Martial King_1

The battle scene was filled with flying sand and rocks, dust and smoke, making it impossible for everyone to see the situation clearly. All they could hear was Yin Huan’s scornful laughter echoing from within the haze.

"Su Cheng, you are indeed a genius gifted by the heavens, but do you think you can kill me? That’s laughable. Your strength is formidable, ranking you first among those below the Martial King Realm, but I, the Grand Airspace Officer, am in the true Martial King Realm. You know nothing about the Martial King Realm."

As the dust began to clear, the figures of the two men were revealed. However, their current states were vastly different. Su Chengyu’s clothes were torn in many places, his sleeves exploded. Although his face was not covered in dust and dirt, there was some embarrassment in his appearance.

On the other hand, Yin Huan still stood with his hands behind his back, maintaining the dignity expected of the Grand Airspace Officer. It was clear that he had the upper hand in their previous clash.

"Brother Su Cheng..."

Qin Muge unconsciously tightened her grip on Qin Siyuan’s arm, biting her lip in worry.

"Dad, what do we do? Brother Su Cheng can’t beat Yin Huan." Qin Muge voiced her anxiety.

"At this point, we can’t help him in any way. Worrying will do us no good. We can only choose to believe in Su Cheng. He is not someone who acts recklessly. Perhaps he still has a plan. Don’t forget, back in Suifeng, he annihilated three major martial arts families, even the Ninth Grade Martial King Patriarch of the Zhuo Family was slain by him. He must have some cards left to play."

Qin Siyuan comforted Qin Muge, believing in his judgment. Su Chengyu was smart and wise. During this Dragon Soul Convention, Jiangdong would have had no chance at second place if it weren’t for Su Chengyu’s prior planning and foresight.

"Martial King Realm, what’s so great about it? I’ve killed a Witch King before. How does your strength compare to the patriarch of the Zhuo Family of Danyang?" Su Chengyu retorted disdainfully.

Upon hearing his words, Yin Huan’s face changed instantly. The record of Su Chengyu’s battles in Suifeng had spread throughout the east and was thoroughly investigated, especially by the Dragon Soul Department. They knew every detail of that day’s events.

"Hmph! I’m not so easily scared. You did have a talisman capable of killing a half-step Martial Saint in the Zhuo family, but I don’t think you have such a high-ranking talisman now, otherwise you wouldn’t have been nearly killed in the Zhuo Family."

Yin Huan was meticulous in his thoughts, and he knew about the situation at the Zhuo Family very clearly. Su Chengyu almost died that day and was only saved because Yang Junmo showed up.

"If I wasn’t fully confident, why would I have agreed to the fight? There’s no need to bluff. If you really have a talisman that can instantly kill a half-step Martial Saint, go ahead and use it."

Yin Huan snorted coldly.

Shaking off the dust on his body, Su Chengyu ripped off his tattered sleeve, revealing his entire arm. He said indifferently, "You’re right, I don’t have such a talisman. However..."

"However, what?" Yin Huan asked.

With a sudden lift of his eyelids, Su Chengyu’s gaze shone like two beams of brilliant light. He declared with conviction, "However, I have a sword that can slay a Martial King!"

Upon finishing his declaration, Su Chengyu quickly formed a seal with both hands. An array emerged behind him, radiating a bright clear light. The Dragon Slayer Sword’s blue light surged and merged with the array behind Su Chengyu, transforming into a colossal sword.

The towering sword seemed capable of tearing the void, its intimidating aura almost unbearable to look at directly.

"Such a formidable sword intent! Is this the spell sword technique of a cultivator?"

The spectators expressed their astonishment as Su Chengyu’s current display of sword intent provoked fear in them. Guo Yijian spoke with a gloomy expression, "Just how strong is this kid? He has improved a lot since his time in Suifeng, even since his recent fight with Lee Longqing, he seems to have improved."

Guo Yijian’s statement was no exaggeration. Su Chengyu’s fight with Lee Longqing truly drained his energy, but the battle also provided him with plenty of training opportunities. It allowed him to fully refine the residual medicinal power of the Xuantong Pill, improving both his Dao Heart and realm.

Battle is the best form of cultivation.

"So it is with divine talents."

Despite the hatred that Liang Youdao harbored toward Su Chengyu, he had to admit that Su Chengyu was a cultivation genius.

"What does it matter if he is a genius? Only those that can grow are true geniuses. Over the past millennia, haven’t countless geniuses died early deaths? He will not be able to overcome the challenge of Yin Huan," Guo Yijian said coldly.

"If Yin Huan could really kill him, that would indeed save us a lot of trouble," Liang Youdao remarked, nodding slightly.

Su Chengyu had already completed his sword technique, uniting man and sword. The massive sword hung in the air, slashing down with the momentum to shatter the sky.

When Yin Huan saw that Su Chengyu’s sword technique was complete, he felt threatened. His expression grew solemn, his vital energy boiling over like smoke. Behind him, a giant shadow emerged instantly.

Yin Huan tightened his grip, attracting the air all around him with his fist strength, creating a massive whirlpool. Immediately facing the enormous sword, he threw out his fist. The giant shadow behind him also struck out its fist.

The large sword and the fist strength collided, resulting in another explosion. The sword was forced back, and Yin Huan staggered backwards more than ten feet. With every retreat, the hard ground beneath his feet shattered.

The large sword spun around and flew back. This time, the sword spun directly towards Yin Huan. He took a deep breath, roared, and abruptly strode forward three steps. With every step, the crowd felt the earth shake. Three steps later, Yin Huan’s momentum had peaked; his hair stood on end, his clothes rustling in the wind.

Again Yin Huan thrust out his fist, the force sweeping across. Compared to his previous punch, its power was several times greater. The huge sword continued to spin, emitting Sword Qi. Sparks seemed to burst out where the fist met the sword.

Yin Huan’s face gradually became ferocious, his complexion turning from white to red. Martial King energy swelled like rolling tides within him. Clearly, Yin Huan was now holding nothing back.

"Break for me!"

Yin Huan roared out loud, like thunder echoing through the sky. Immediately, his fist strength increased another threefold. He took another step forward, knocking the huge sword away. The radiance on the sword gradually faded, and Su Chengyu separated from his combined form with the Dragon Slayer Sword.

Su Chengyu, hanging in mid-air, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He lost control, like a kite with its string cut.

"Is Su Cheng dead?"

"Looks like it! The Martial King realm is formidable after all. Su Cheng was too reckless. If only he’d kept a low profile for a few more years."

"Brother Su Cheng!"

Qin Muge shouted, couldn’t help rushing forward, but was held back by Qin Siyuan.

Su Chengyu, falling like a kite with its string cut, suddenly opened his eyes. He twisted his body in mid-air and landed awkwardly, then spit out another mouthful of blood, his face pale as a sheet.

Clothes on Su Chengyu’s upper body blew apart, leaving only a pair of red underwear on his lower body. However, with a thought, he took clothes from his Cui Xia Ring, instantly dressed himself, avoiding further embarrassment.

"In the end, I was still a bit short. I couldn’t beat the Martial King realm," Su Chengyu said, tossing a pill into his mouth to stabilize his injuries, a bitter smile on his face.