Chapter 81: One Sword

In the area near Dingji Mansion, the hooded man stopped here with Lu Xiu.

It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but he was discovered by a powerful grandmaster through his spiritual sense and was locked onto by his sword intent. Once he made a move, it would invite a thunderous strike.

Lu Xiu, dressed in black, looked at the figure approaching from the sky and secretly sighed. He had no confidence in whether he could return to the Yin Yang Path alive.

The figure moved at an extremely fast speed, crossing hundreds of miles in one step, and arrived a few miles away from the two in just a few steps.

At this moment, Lu Xiu finally saw who the person was. It turned out to be the head of the Sword Washing Pool. This made him even more desperate.

Tianxuan Mountain, Sword Washing Pool, Zhenyang Sect, and Hehuan Sect. The grandmasters of these four major sects in Leizhou were all Empty Void Realm grandmasters, but there were differences in strength among them. The head of the Sword Washing Pool was recognized as the number one grandmaster in Leizhou.

This number one grandmaster included the town guard of Leizhou from the Great Qian Dynasty, the overall manager of the Jingye Department, and all the grandmasters of the scattered sects in Leizhou.

The head of the Sword Washing Pool had a great reputation, and Lu Xiu recognized him at first sight. He couldn't help but look at the hooded man beside him. Could he defeat the head of the Sword Washing Pool?

The hooded man shook his head, his expression solemn as he looked at the figure several miles away. He felt a bit dry in his mouth.

The head of the Sword Washing Pool wore a blue robe, with three sword sheaths on his back, containing four swords. He had a wine gourd hanging from his waist and a drunken expression on his face.

He took a big sip from the wine gourd, and the wine flowed down his mouth, wetting his clothes on his chest. He didn't care at all, just taking one step at a time towards the hooded man and Lu Xiu.

His pace wasn't fast, only crossing a hundred meters with each step, but with each step, the sword intent he emitted became stronger.

Sweat beads appeared on the hooded man's forehead, and the head of the Sword Washing Pool brought him great pressure. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Lin Xiangru, can we pretend we didn't see each other?"

"The downfall of the Great Qian Dynasty is imminent. If you withdraw now, the Sword Washing Pool can also be preserved."

As the number one grandmaster in Leizhou, Lin Xiangru's martial dao true intent was almost about to condense into a true form, turning into true sword intent. At that time, he would be able to step into the Myriad Manifestations Realm and become a grandmaster.

Yan Liuli of the Hehuan Sect was much inferior to Lin Xiangru, let alone the hooded man?

He was even inferior to Yan Liuli, only at the fifth level of the Empty Void Realm. Faced with a peak Empty Void Realm grandmaster who was also an unparalleled sword cultivator, the hooded man had no confidence in retreating unscathed.

Unluckily encountering Lin Xiangru, the hooded man regretted taking on this task. But at this moment, he had to raise his spirits and wave the banner of the Yin Yang Path, hoping that Lin Xiangru would have some scruples.

Lin Xiangru continued to move forward, step by step, seemingly not hearing the hooded man's words at all. The condensed sword intent became increasingly vast and heavy, giving off a sense of earth-shattering power. The grandmasters and true cultivators who were chasing in other directions immediately sensed it.

Lin Xiangru sighed in his heart. He came out to chase only because of the pressure from the Martial Peace Prince. He intended to just go through the motions, but who would have thought that he would have such bad luck and actually encounter them.

One was Lu Xiu, a notorious criminal on the wanted list, and the other was a grandmaster of the Yin Yang Path. Even if he wanted to go easy on them, he couldn't do it. If he let these two go today, the Sword Washing Pool would be destroyed by the Martial Peace Prince tomorrow.

More sweat beads appeared on the hooded man's forehead, and he shouted loudly, "Lin Xiangru, are you really going to be enemies with the Yin Yang Path?"

Seeing that Lin Xiangru was unmoved, the hooded man couldn't be sure if Lin Xiangru really intended to kill him. He was an Empty Void Realm grandmaster, a backbone force in the Yin Yang Path, and hadn't caused any trouble in the Great Qian Dynasty. If he died here, the Yin Yang Path would definitely take advantage of the situation.

"Give me the Soul-Devouring Umbrella."

The hooded man took out his own weapon, a blood-colored demonic spear and a three-story stone tower, and said to Lu Xiu.

His demonic spear and stone tower were both top-grade Earth Grade treasures, one for offense and one for defense, which could greatly enhance his strength. If he added the Soul-Devouring Umbrella, his strength would be further increased.

Lu Xiu hesitated slightly but still handed over his strongest trump card, the Soul-Devouring Umbrella, which was close to being a top-grade Earth Grade treasure.

Facing Lin Xiangru, the Soul-Devouring Umbrella was almost useless in his hands. Only the hooded man, an Empty Void Realm grandmaster, could fully unleash its power.

Not paying will undoubtedly lead to death; paying still offers a glimmer of hope.

The hooded man quickly wiped away the mark on the captivating umbrella, swiftly refining it and sensing its power, a look of joy appearing on his face.

The power of the captivating umbrella was three times stronger than his magic spear. He didn't know how Lu Xiu obtained it, but regardless of whether Lu Xiu could return alive this time, he would not return the captivating umbrella to him.

Facing the approaching Lin Xiangru, the hooded man didn't waste any time. The stone tower flew out and hovered above his head, releasing three layers of light screens.

Then, with one hand holding the blood-colored magic spear and the other holding the captivating umbrella, he charged towards Lin Xiangru, not daring to let him continue to accumulate power.

Lin Xiangru's steps were steady, and he didn't care about the various preparations of the demonic sect master. He knew that once he made a move, he would definitely kill the demonic sect master.

"Clang~ Clang~"

The divine sword in the left scabbard on his back automatically unsheathed itself, and in an instant, sword qi soared, shaking the world.

The divine sword fell into Lin Xiangru's right hand, which he slowly raised. Suddenly, sword intent and boundless sword qi poured into this sword.

"Buzz!"

Lin Xiangru swung his sword, and the sharp and cold sword light illuminated half of Leizhou, with sword qi and sword intent piercing through the sky, as if to cut through eternity.

"Let's go all out!"

The hooded man shouted loudly, his right hand displaying the strongest spear technique, as if a demonic dragon was destroying the world, obliterating everything in its path. His left hand also activated the captivating umbrella, the pitch-black umbrella surface opening up, pouring out the terrifying power of vengeful spirits, intending to bombard Lin Xiangru's divine soul.

Boom!

A terrifying shockwave reverberated through half of Leizhou. When everything calmed down, Lin Xiangru had already arrived in front of the hooded man and Lu Xiu. The divine sword in his hand had returned to its scabbard at some point.

"Pu~"

The hooded man spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes still filled with shock, shocked by Lin Xiangru's terrifying strength, which was close to that of a grandmaster.

The blood-colored magic spear was slanted in the distance, with three cracks appearing on it. The captivating umbrella lay on the ground, with a hole torn in its surface.

Just one sword almost killed him. All of his attacks were annihilated by a single sword, and even the protective stone tower fell to the ground, split in half.

His black hooded robe was tattered, and sword qi and sword intent ravaged his body, continuously worsening his injuries. He could only barely suppress them now and had no strength to fight anymore.

Lin Xiangru glanced at the hooded man, recognizing his identity as a demonic sect master. Without saying much, he turned to look at Lu Xiu.

Lu Xiu was about to speak, but Lin Xiangru couldn't be bothered to say more. With a flick of his finger, he killed him. He was only at the Soul Refining Realm Eighth Layer, and if Lin Xiangru hadn't held back, a single sword could have killed the hooded man.

At this moment, streaks of light descended, and figures suddenly appeared. It was unexpectedly Jingye Si, Tianxuan Mountain, and the masters of Zhenyang Sect. Even the master of Hehuan Sect had come.

In Lingjun City, Han Li watched from afar, his heart pounding. It was the first time he had witnessed the strength of the top powers in Leizhou.

"Truly worthy of being the number one grandmaster in Leizhou," Han Li sighed inwardly.

Although he was at the peak of the Soul Refining Realm, there was still a gap between him and the grandmasters. He had never seen a grandmaster make a move before, but now he had.

As fellow grandmasters, Linqing Pool's head, Lin Xiangru, almost killed the demonic sect master with just one sword. Such formidable strength.

One sword covered half of Leizhou with its chilling light, encompassing an area of about four to five hundred thousand miles. Even if the demonic sect master used all his methods and unleashed three powerful Earth Grade top-grade treasures, he couldn't withstand a single sword.

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Wuwu, do you still have any power stones, my iron buddies? If you do, please give a few to this book. Thank you.

(End of this chapter)

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