Ling Tian Sword God

"Hahaha, what a joke! Just because we gave you a little leeway, you're overstepping your bounds now?"

Furious, Su Lie laughed mockingly. A mere brat, hardly weaned off his mother's milk, daring to demand that he cripple his own arm? It was ludicrous to the point of being hysterically funny.

Seeing that the newcomer was just a teenager, the other members of the Black Dragon Gang also burst into raucous laughter, not taking Ling Chen seriously at all.

"Young Hero Wuchen, I am very grateful for your willingness to assist me, but we already owe you a life. We absolutely cannot drag you further into this mess." Zaji struggled to stand up from the ground, clearly unwilling to involve Ling Chen.

Ling Chen waved his hand dismissively. "No need for more words. I will absolutely not stand idly by in this matter."

Su Lie sneered, "Hmph, even if you wanted to remain aloof today, you won't have a chance, because you're about to die under my blade!" With a menacing expression, he then slashed his blade towards Ling Chen. The black Sword Light ruptured the air, emitting a chilling, wailing sound that made hearts palpitate.

CLANG!

The Cloud-hidden Sword was unsheathed. Ling Chen casually swung it.

The seemingly light and casual sharp sword qi cut through the air. SWISH! It sliced through the black Sword Light, aiming for Su Lie's neck.

"What?" Su Lie's face changed drastically. He hastily pulled a refined steel Shield from his bag, blocking it in front of him.

CLANG!

A large gouge was cut into the half-foot-thick Shield. The burst of sparks flew like a firework, shooting out three or four meters.

Zaji and the others were flabbergasted. A seemingly casual stream of sword qi had forced Su Lie, a strong fighter, to defend with his Shield. Moreover, that Shield, made of refined steel and half a foot thick, now had a four-inch-deep gash from the sword qi, nearly splitting it in two.

Although they knew Ling Chen was powerful, they had no idea his strength was this formidable. Su Lie, a 9th-Level Martial Artist, was so vulnerable before Ling Chen, like a paper tiger.

"Hall Master, are you alright?" a few members of the Black Dragon Gang asked quickly, jumping off their horses and rushing to Su Lie's aid.

Damn, this brat is tricky! Su Lie was horrified. His opponent's seemingly calm sword strike had pierced through his Sword Light in an instant. The power was terrifying.

"What are you waiting for? Attack! With our numbers, it will be a piece of cake to slay him!" Su Lie roared at the other Black Dragon fanatics, his expression grim.

"Yes!"

Those Black Dragon fanatics showed murderous intent and then charged forward, drawing their swords to attack Ling Chen.

In an instant, more than a dozen gang members rushed towards Ling Chen.

However, Ling Chen's expression remained unchanged. His entire body soared into the air, his Cloud-hidden Sword spinning and slicing out, sweeping a curved sword wave.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

Once touched by the sword wave, the Black Dragon fanatics were swept away. More than half of the attackers were blasted backward before they could even touch Ling Chen's clothes.

But even more Black Dragon fanatics surged up like a tide, some even charging at him on horseback with blades drawn. This time, except for a small number who had already rushed into the stockade to plunder, most of the Black Dragon fanatics who had come to this place pounced on Ling Chen.

"Stop them!"

Though knowing their own power was limited, Zaji and the others did not falter. Seeing Ling Chen surrounded, they fearlessly charged forward, intercepting many of the enemies for him.

I initially only wanted to help Zaji and the others resolve this crisis, Ling Chen thought. But it seems today, a river of blood might flow.

He was not an indecisive person. Since matters had reached this point, there was no room for hesitation.

Holding the Cloud-hidden Sword, Ling Chen executed the Wind Shadow Step and, like a tornado, plunged into the crowd.

Wherever Ling Chen's Sword Light swept, flesh and blood flew, and men and horses were toppled. No one could withstand his onslaught.

What an Overbearing Style! Zhuo Feng thought, his face filled with astonishment as he watched Ling Chen cut unstoppably through the crowd. How can he single-handedly resist so many Black Dragon Gang experts? These Black Dragon fanatics were all seasoned veterans. Yet, despite their sheer numbers, none could get close to Ling Chen, not even able to touch the hem of his garment.

At this moment, Ling Chen moved like a gust of wind. Every thrust of his sword was stained with blood.

Kill one in ten steps, never linger on the road!

Where did this troublesome kid come from! Su Lie's face turned grim as he watched Ling Chen, invincible, dashing left and right, already cutting a path towards him.

A bunch of losers! Su Lie thought. He hastily dropped his broken Shield and lunged towards Tana, who was nearest to him. He intended to grab her as a human shield, hoping to make Ling Chen hesitate for fear of harming her.

Tana had little strength to resist. Before she knew it, Su Lie was before her, his hands reaching for the back of her neck.

However, as fast as Su Lie was, Ling Chen was quicker. His true form appeared next to Tana, leaving an afterimage in his original spot.

The Sword Light flashed like lightning.

The next instant, Su Lie was sent flying, his body split in two in mid-air.

"The Hall Master is dead!"

The Black Dragon fanatics who had surrounded Ling Chen were now paralyzed with fear. They could never have anticipated that Su Lie, a 9th-Level Martial Artist, would be killed by a single sword strike.

Even though most of the Black Dragon fanatics were still alive, none dared move. Facing Ling Chen, they were terrified. This young man before them, armed only with his sword, was, in their eyes, a more formidable threat than an army of thousands.

Such an Overbearing Style! Zhuo Feng thought, looking with excitement at the young figure surrounded by the Black Dragon fanatics. He wondered when he, too, could become as formidable as Ling Chen, capable of single-handedly saving an entire tribe.

"I'll count to three. Disappear immediately, or die!" Ling Chen declared sternly, his gaze sweeping around.

Upon hearing these words, most of the Black Dragon fanatics felt a wave of relief. At first, they suspected Ling Chen might be bluffing. However, when he actually began to count, they scrambled to turn and flee, some mounting horses, all escaping in disarray.

He chose to spare these people not out of mercy. Despite his killing Su Lie, many skilled martial artists remained among the Black Dragon fanatics. Although they posed no direct threat to him, if driven to desperation, the nearby herders could suffer greatly, with potentially many casualties.

Within moments, all the Black Dragon fanatics had fled, none daring to linger for a moment longer.

Ling Chen picked up Su Lie's bag without a glance and tossed it into his Heavenly Mansion Ring.

By this time, Zaji and the others had approached Ling Chen. They seemed too excited to speak clearly. The tribal hunters standing nearby also stared at Ling Chen with fervent admiration; his earlier display of strength had left them utterly in awe.

"Young Hero Wuchen, we can never repay this immense grace. From this day forward, if you ever need me, Zaji, whether it's to climb a mountain of swords or plunge into a cauldron of boiling oil, I will not hesitate in the slightest. If I break this vow, may I be struck by lightning!"

Seeing the emotional Zaji, Ling Chen laughed and waved his hand. "It was just a small deed."

"To you, it might be a small deed, but to us, it is a great act of benevolence!"

"Yes, Young Hero Wuchen, today we must slaughter a cow and a sheep to celebrate properly!" the others chimed in excitedly.

Though he didn't dwell on their gratitude, Ling Chen couldn't help but glance at Su Lie's corpse. I've killed Su Lie today, a Hall Master of the Black Dragon Gang, he mused. The Black Dragon Gang will surely not let this matter rest. They will definitely come looking for trouble.