The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 1728 - 1725: Martial Soul! Cold Moon!

Chapter 1728: Chapter 1725: Martial Soul! Cold Moon!

In the Extreme North Ice Crystal Valley, the storm rolls over the sky, and the snow wind is fierce!

In the blizzard, Zhao Hansheng and Lin Bai stand in opposition. As Lin Bai reveals his true face, Zhao Hansheng’s eyes suddenly change in astonishment, revealing a trace of dread on his face.

"You are..." Zhao Hansheng asked in surprise.

Zhao Hansheng finds Lin Bai’s face very familiar but can’t remember where he has seen him before.

"What? You’ve forgotten? Senior Zhao Hansheng, you truly have too many things to forget. Have you forgotten the scene on the Miracle Ridge where you and Su Lihai, Dong Qian, and others joined forces to force my wife and children to death?"

Lin Bai’s eyes turned blood-red, asking coldly.

Upon hearing these words, memories resurface in Zhao Hansheng’s mind. He suddenly recalls and says in astonishment, "It’s you! The notorious Sword Cultivator on the Miracle Ridge, Lin Bai!"

Lin Bai sneered, "Did Senior Zhao Hansheng remember?"

Zhao Hansheng squinted his eyes and said, with a slight change in expression, "I long sensed something amiss when Ye Fenghuo died, and Yejian Jun was repeatedly killed. When news spread throughout Lingnan, I felt as though a shadow had been looming over me!"

"Lin Bai, you’re here for revenge!"

Zhao Hansheng asked coldly.

"A hatred beyond reconciliation, requiring the blood of you six to quench my fury!" Lin Bai raised the Demonic Sword, pointing coldly at Zhao Hansheng, the chill on the sword edge surpassing even the icy air here!

"How many have you killed?" Zhao Hansheng asked.

Lin Bai replied, "You’re the third!"

"But don’t worry too much; soon the others will join you in hell!"

"Wind God Slash!"

After speaking, Lin Bai fiercely attacked, his sword rushing toward Zhao Hansheng, the sharp sword light cutting through the storm in this world, terrifyingly killing toward Zhao Hansheng.

Yet Zhao Hansheng was unwilling to show weakness, directly clashing using spiritual power.

In the Extreme North Ice Crystal Valley, Lin Bai and Zhao Hansheng thus commenced a blood battle!

In the distance, a Yangshen Realm strong one passed by and saw two shadows fiercely clashing amidst the blizzard, revealing a trace of dread on their faces.

"Four Gods Sword Slash!"

Lin Bai continuously executed a path of terrifying Sword Qi, tearing through the long sky, attacking Zhao Hansheng’s body.

"With you alone trying to kill this old man!" Zhao Hansheng’s eyes turned cold, gathering distinctively sharp frost within, and blasted a palm toward Lin Bai.

"Extreme Ice Realm!"

"Ice Profound Energy!"

Zhao Hansheng’s eyes darkened, power surged from within.

The realm Zhao Hansheng cultivated was Extreme Ice Realm, and his main cultivation skill was the pinnacle ultimate technique within the Zhao Royal Dynasty - "Ice Profound Energy", capable of controlling the ice spiritual power within the world, extremely terrifying in power!

Upon Zhao Hansheng deploying his cultivation, Lin Bai suddenly realized Zhao Hansheng’s life’s learning was all related to the power of extreme ice. No wonder he lingered so long within the North Frost Dynasty where it was icy and snowy!

As Zhao Hansheng unleashed a palm, the terrifying power shattered the surrounding ice crystal mountain peaks directly, layers collapsing down, the dreadful force grinding the void striking toward Lin Bai’s body!

"First Horizontal!"

Lin Bai reversed hand slashed, the sharp light on the Demonic Sword immediately howled down, directly splitting Zhao Hansheng’s palm in half, simultaneously shaking Zhao Hansheng into continuous retreat.

"You actually possess such strong power!" Zhao Hansheng was shaken back, his face revealing astonishment, "How long has it been? You just arrived in Lingnan not long ago, how can you possibly possess such powerful strength!"

Zhao Hansheng incredulously exclaimed, Lin Bai had only been cultivating for so long, merely a young man in his early twenties, yet his cultivation strength unexpectedly surpassed Zhao Hansheng, an Old Monster who had cultivated for nearly two hundred years!

"First Vertical!" Although Lin Bai heard Zhao Hansheng’s exclamation, he ignored it, directly slashing forward, the powerful sword aura tearing through the storm in the world, enveloping and crushing everything, attacking Zhao Hansheng.

Zhao Hansheng’s face turned pale in shock; within this sword, he felt a shadow of death enveloping him!

"Martial Soul! Cold Moon!"

"Martial Soul Secret Skill! Nine Moon Slash!"

Zhao Hansheng gritted his teeth, an icy mist emerged overhead, a dazzling bright moon slowly rose, and at this moment, Zhao Hansheng transformed hand into saber, slashing downward in front.

Powerful Saber Qi directly tore in.

"Horizontal and Vertical!" Lin Bai bit his teeth, the king-level sword skill’s power erupted once more, striking Zhao Hansheng, shattered his Martial Soul Secret Skill, and straightly pierced through Zhao Hansheng’s throat!

Squirt—

A sound of blood splattering spread, the Demonic Sword pierced through Zhao Hansheng’s throat, boiling blood spurted from his back neck.

Zhao Hansheng’s eyes widened staring at Lin Bai; until his moment of death, he found it hard to believe Lin Bai truly possessed the ability to kill him.

The expression on Zhao Hansheng’s face now was exactly the same as Dong Qian’s earlier.

Just like Dong Qian and Zhao Hansheng, in the moment of dying, found it hard to believe...

"Your sword is really strong!" In his final moment of life, Zhao Hansheng couldn’t help but say, "But Lin Bai, don’t become conceited, this old man is the ancestor of the Zhao Royal Dynasty, my death won’t end here peacefully."

Zhao Hansheng’s palm pushed Lin Bai away, followed by a fierce flame igniting on Zhao Hansheng’s body.

Lin Bai coldly watched Zhao Hansheng, watched his flame burn his flesh away, and at this moment Zhao Hansheng furiously shouted, "The one who killed me, Lin Bai! All warriors of the Zhao Royal Dynasty, scouring Biluo and Netherworld, must kill Lin Bai!"

Bang—

After Zhao Hansheng finished speaking, his flesh wildly exploded, and simultaneously, a transmitted voice flew toward inside the Zhao Royal Dynasty.

Within the Zhao Dynasty’s Ancestral Temple, an old eunuch guard saw Zhao Hansheng’s life token shattered, and heard Zhao Hansheng’s rage before death, scared he rolled and crawled out of the palace...

While running, shouting in terror, "Not good, not good, the ancestor died, the ancestor died..."

Lin Bai watched Zhao Hansheng’s body explode to death, the sword intention wandering within the void, once confirming Zhao Hansheng’s Divine Soul didn’t escape, he collected Zhao Hansheng’s storage bag, then turned walking toward another place.

"Next are Su Lihai and Su Cang!"

Lin Bai’s figure flickered, directly leaving this place, searching within the Extreme North Ice Crystal Valley for Su Lihai and Su Cang’s traces.

Only after Lin Bai left did several Yangshen Realm strong ones observing in darkness come out, fearfully looking at where Zhao Hansheng died, and glancing at the direction Lin Bai departed, saying, "My goodness, Dongfang Bai actually killed the ancestor of Zhao Royal Dynasty!"