Chapter 273: [224] Exposed Crisis? Master above, your disciple is rubbing off three minutes of your Sword Qi (Combined chapter for monthly votes)_1
 

“Sword Dominator, hand over the legacy, and I’ll spare your life!”

From the crowd, someone shouted loudly with a fierce tone but a timid heart.

Pei Jinye, bearing an inconspicuous and ordinary face at the moment, showed not a trace of fear; the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, “You want the legacy? Fine.”

He took a scroll out of his bosom.

And threw it away.

Yet not a single person dared to move.

Pei Jinye sneered, “I’ve given you the thing, now take it.”

“Who knows if what you’re giving is the real thing!” someone shouted loudly.

Pei Jinye scoffed, “You want me to give it, yet you don’t dare to take it. With such cowardice, why do you still shamelessly chase after me? The object left by Lord Lotus Island is right here in this scroll. Could it really be that you think this Sword Technique was passed down by him?”

The crowd was filled with surprise and doubt.

It was widely said that the swordsmanship of Lord Lotus Island had a significant origin.

Indeed, there had been no word of him using a Sword Technique.

Many people exchanged glances.

However, someone in the crowd still sneered, “All this is just your side of the story. Unless you throw your knife over for us to inspect in person.”

Pei Jinye shifted his gaze towards the speaker.

Suddenly, he burst forth.

Everyone was startled.

The speaker was no ordinary figure; seeing Pei Jinye suddenly rushing over, his face filled with fierceness, he extended a hand to Pei Jinye’s chest and slammed down abruptly.

What he hadn’t anticipated, however, was that despite a palm strike strong enough to shatter steel, it made his hand ache upon hitting the opponent instead.

This physical body!!! Was it made of flesh and blood, or an iron mountain!!!

Almost immediately, the mid-aged expert’s entire Vitality surged once more, obviously motivated to use every last bit of his strength.

His arm turned bright red, his blood boiling, resembling cinnabar.

Yet just as he erupted, the young Swordsman he was pushing against uttered word by word, “You, of all people, are not qualified to tell me what to do!”

“Swoosh!”

The War knife slashed out.

The mid-aged expert’s face drastically changed color, knowing very well that with the fearsome Sword Technique the “Sword Dominator” had displayed, he stood no chance if he did not fight for his life.

Immediately, one exploded forth, the other fled, like the wind and lightning.

Unfortunately, he had underestimated the true strength of this “Sword Dominator.”

“Chhh!”

Suddenly, a head flew high into the air.

The mid-aged expert’s head rolled through everyone’s Vision, eyes wide open in death, and the headless body staggered forward a few steps before collapsing with a boom.

Blood flowed like a river.

Pei Jinye held the War knife.

As a Weapon Holder, his combat power soared.

His face was devoid of emotion, facing the gods with death.

“Dad!!!”

In the crowd, a young woman cried out in shock.

“I will kill you!”

She suddenly lifted her head, her eyes red, and charged forward.

But before she could even get close, Pei Jinye’s knife brutally chopped down.

“Pfft!”

Another head flew high into the air.

Many were frightened by Pei Jinye’s decisive killings, some even turned away and began to vomit, but most felt a sense of dread.

Pei Jinye strolled slowly forward, speaking softly as he moved, “Killing for treasure, I understand. But if you’re not up to par, you die—that you all should remember. I have already handed over Lord Lotus Island’s legacy, and yet you still press me aggressively, so if that’s the case… then die, all of you!”

No sooner had his voice fallen,

than his entire Vitality roiled wildly, the Terrifying Gang Qi bursting forth enveloped the forest trail with broken mud and stones, forming a terrifying veil of dust and debris.

In the eyes of more than a dozen opponents, the suddenly rising dust clouded over a height of more than ten meters, and the fearsome Swordsman, who killed without blinking, had already broken through the ascending veil, emitting a brutal aura akin to a Demon God, bringing with it an overwhelming, terrifying Shadow as it howled and slashed down.

“Get out of the way!”

Seeing this scene, someone yelled.

The onlookers on the side felt their scalps tingle, scattering to avoid it.

This horrid Sword Technique was undoubtedly fast; anyone chased down by it would be sliced into mince in an instant.

A number of Elemental Extraordinary People quickly made their move, desperately trying to stop Pei Jinye’s ferocity.

But the blade light enveloped several of them in an instant.

Screams erupted.

What was worse, the mountain trail they were on kept collapsing, and even the Extraordinary People who had retreated a hundred meters felt the earth beneath them tremble violently, making their hearts quiver in response.

Some couldn’t bear this relentless suppression anymore and quickly raised their hands, “Sword Dominator, seniors, how about we drop this matter here?”

Not far away, upon hearing these words, someone immediately shouted with an ashen face, “Xu Ping, are you mad? Do you think you still have a way out? Don’t be naive; this man is a Demon head, let’s kill him together!”

Suddenly, there was no sound at all from the opposite side of the dust cloud, silent as death, and the scattered dust, more than ten meters high, spread like a thick fog.

Those who had hidden in the open area stared at each other, the more daring ones already began to slowly approach.

Suddenly, someone’s hair stood on end, and turning their head in horror, they shouted, “Look out—”

Clang!

Their alarm was drowned out by a resonating clash of metal.

Almost in that instant, the sound rang in everyone’s heart, and a blinding Thunderbolt burst from within the dust cloud.

The dispersing dust quickly expanded in range.

Everyone’s sight was blurred.

Various brawls and killings mixed together, with former allies bizarrely killing each other.

Pei Jinye’s figure moved unhurriedly through the dust, but with each step, he spanned several meters.

The Crow Impact, the spiritual power exceeding the resistance of many, plunged those affected into instant mental chaos.