The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 370 - 369: Dayue Kingdom’s Genius

Chapter 370: Chapter 369: Dayue Kingdom’s Genius

"If I don’t kill you within three strokes, consider me the loser!"

As soon as these words spread, the disciples of the Shengyue Sect burst into an uproar.

"Damn, do you have three heads and six arms or something? You’re so arrogant."

"Someone will take care of you, little brother, don’t get too cocky."

"Mad, wait for me to tear this little thing’s head off and use it as a wine cup."

"May the senior brother take action and kill this man."

All the warriors in the Shengyue Sect began to shout.

At this moment, Song Long leaped over the heads of the crowd and landed on the battlefield.

"Shengyue Sect, Song Long, here to learn from you."

As Song Long landed on the battlefield, he announced his identity, his eyes flashed with a cold killing intent, and he charged towards Lin Bai.

"Great, Senior Brother Song Long has taken action, this kid is dead for sure."

"Hmph, Senior Brother Song Long is one of the ’Da Yue Seven Fists’ in our Shengyue Sect. His cultivation level at the Heaven Martial Realm Eighth Layer is far beyond what this little brother can compare."

"Senior Brother Song Long, fight hard, win some face for our Shengyue Sect."

One by one, the warriors of the Shengyue Sect began to shout.

Song Long, one of the Da Yue Seven Fists of the Shengyue Sect.

The so-called Da Yue Seven Fists, akin to the inner palace’s Four Emperiors and Seven Kings of the Canghai Sky Palace, were the outstanding talents.

In the Shengyue Sect, there were the Three Heroes and Four Talents, the Three Swords of the Saint Moon, the Da Yue Seven Fists, the King of Sheng Yue, and so on.

Among them, the King of Sheng Yue was the Saint Child of the Shengyue Sect, who was not at the frontier this time, instead, was breaking through in closed-door cultivation.

Apart from the King of Sheng Yue, the subsequent rankings were the Three Swords of the Saint Moon, Three Heroes and Four Talents, Da Yue Seven Fists and so on.

Song Long, being able to become one of the warriors of Da Yue Seven Fists, must have had extraordinary strength.

"Ferocious Dragon Fist!"

Song Long swooped down, his fist momentum seeming to be able to shatter the heavens striking down.

A punch shook the battlefield, and thousands of dust particles soared into the sky.

"A fierce dragon? I think you’re just a worm!"

"One sword, kill you!"

Lin Bai’s eyes cooled, his Feng Lei Divine Wings fluttered, and he approached Song Long like lightning.

The power of the Silver War Body hardened against Song Long’s punch.

Song Long exclaimed, "Your physical strength is so strong!"

"Hmph!"

"Cut!"

In the moment of Song Long’s exclaim, Lin Bai had already prepared a decisive strike with his Qingge Sword.

The sword light that penetrated the heaven and earth was brighter than the bright moonlight.

With a furious slash, Song Long was directly cut into two halves.

Blood splattered all over.

The whole arena fell silent.

Whether it was the warriors of the Da Yue country or the Shenwu country, they were all staring at Lin Bai in disbelief at this moment.

"What! Did I see that correctly, the Prince Consort resisted Song Long’s punch, and easily killed him with one sword."

"You saw it right, brother, because I saw it too."

"In that case, it means that the strength of the Prince Consort is still above these talents of the Da Yue Seven Fists."

"That’s right, the Prince Consort is mighty!"

On the wall of the Shenwu Kingdom, the cheering resumed, shaking the heavens once more.

"Senior Brother Song Long is dead..."

"How can this be, this can’t be! How could Senior Brother Song Long, who is one of the Da Yue Seven Fists with such powerful boxing skills, have failed to hurt this man?"

A group of warriors from the Shengyue Sect said in disbelief.

Immediately, next to where Song Long originally stood, another burly man stood up, crying out in pain, "Senior Brother Song Long, I will avenge you!!"

This burly man, with determination in his steps, charged out from the army formation like a wild bull.

"It’s Su Tie!"

"This is another one of the Da Yue Seven Fists!"

"Su Tie and Song Long were brothers sworn to life and death. Now that Song Long has died in battle, Su Tie will definitely seek revenge for him!"

"Su Tie is not as easy to deal with as Song Long... He isn’t just a master of punching, but also a cultivator!"

"Go for it, Senior Brother Su Tie!"

Seeing Su Tie join the battle immediately reignited the fighting spirit of the soldiers of the Dayue Kingdom and disciples from the Shengyue Sect, all of whom started to cheer for Su Tie.

Su Tie charged forward, his face filled with sorrow upon seeing the corpse of Song Long, cut in half.

Looking at Su Tie, Lin Bai asked, "Are you here to collect the body or to fight?"

"I’m here to collect your body - be ready to die!"

Provoked by Lin Bai’s words, Su Tie flew into a rage. A strong power erupted from his muscles, causing the sand and rocks on the ground to churn and rise into the sky.

"A cultivator!"

Lin Bai exclaimed in surprise, his eyes shone brightly.

As Su Tie’s punch came flying in, Lin Bai parried it with a swift strike of his sword.

"So you’re a cultivator? You think I’m not one?"

Lin Bai scoffed, saying: "Astonishing Wind Sword Skill - Wind Calamity!"

Although Su Tie’s combat power was off the charts, causing his punch to be thunderous, it wasn’t powerful - at least, Lin Bai didn’t feel much strength from it.

The Silver War Body easily withstood Su Tie’s punch.

At the same time, Lin Bai countered with a swift thrust of his sword.

"Ha-ha, your sword skill is not going to harm me, I am a cultivator!" Su Tie began to laugh hysterically.

"Really? I hold a Sixth Grade Spirit Tool in my hand. Even if it was a god, my sword could slash off one of his arms, let alone an ordinary human being like you!"

"Die!"

With a furious roar, Lin Bai swung his sword down.

A sword light filled with terrifying power surged out, enlargening rapidly in Su Tie’s eyes.

It was not until the Sword Qi hit him that Su Tie fully realized that he could not withstand this blow at all.

Splat!

Su Tie’s head was lopped off with a single swipe of Lin Bai’s sword.

A pillar of blood spurted out from his neck, shooting three meters into the air, only slowly falling to the ground after three beats of breath.

"Senior Brother Su Tie, he’s...he’s dead too!"

"But Senior Brother Su Tie was at the Eighth Layer of the Heaven Martial Realm!"

"How is this possible, this must be a lie..."

A group of Shengyue Sect disciples expressed their despair.

Da Yue Seven Fists, known to be the strongest punching skills in the Dayue Kingdom, had, by now, lost two of its members to Lin Bai’s sword.

The deaths of Su Tie and Song Long filled the entire Dayue Kingdom and the Shengyue Sect with a sense of desolation and despair.

Su Tie and Song Long were not only renowned within the Dayue Kingdom, but they were also deeply revered by the military. Their deaths were a devastating blow to the morale of the troops.

"Prince Consort! Long live the mighty Prince Consort!"

Chu Jiangliu, standing on the city wall, had veins bulging in excitement as he roared out for Lin Bai.

"Prince Consort, I want to bear a child for you! Ha ha ha!" Chu Jiangliu, completely lost in euphoria, didn’t even realize what he was saying.

The First Princess gave Chu Jiangliu a look of annoyance on hearing this. However, when she looked back at Lin Bai, her eyes softened, and the corner of her mouth curled up in a warm smile.

Hearing this, Lin Bai frowned and turned to glance back at Chu Jiangliu.

However, the few princes standing next to Chu Jiangliu started shouting in excitement, "He’s looking at me, oh my God, the Prince Consort is looking at me, I’m so thrilled, it feels like there’s a deer running amok in my heart."

"Nonsense, he’s looking at me. The Prince Consort is looking at me."

"No, it’s me. You guys lose, why would the Prince Consort look at any of you?"

"Obviously, he’s looking at me. You guys have no shame!"

The princes started to argue excitedly.

Enraged, Tuoba Feng stood up from the Dragon Throne and roared, "Tang Tianhao, I want that man’s life!"

Tuoba Feng could feel the morale of his army dwindling.

This wave of morale that had surged like a rainbow from Nanning Pass to Jia Yueguan was now beginning to retreat.

Tuoba Feng knew that he had to kill Lin Bai to regain the morale.