Chapter 1637: Chapter 1723: Extinction Cross Blade
After Di Lingtian’s roar, he clutched his broadsword and fiercely blocked into the air. Yet, as he lifted his hand to block, it felt like being hit by a speeding car; his whole body was flung backward instantly. As his body flew back, due to the immense force, Di Lingtian did a backflip, dropping his Horse Cutting Blade, and landed harshly on the ground, vomiting a large mouthful of blood, "Wah," he spat another mouthful of blood.
As Su Xuan landed, he swung his long blade under the moonlight, exuding an imposing aura. The Desert Hero’s qi truly seemed incredible, filled with an unprecedented dominion atmosphere!
"Impossible, impossible! I won’t lose! Ah..."
Di Lingtian couldn’t accept being defeated by Su Xuan. To him, his strength had reached the Transformation Realm. He had heard that after reaching the Transformation Realm comes the Heavenly Song. The power difference in a punch is significant. But he couldn’t believe that despite giving his all, this youth remained unscathed. For a moment, he even doubted whether he had truly broken through.
Su Xuan smiled faintly and then looked at Di Lingtian, saying.
"From today, no more Quicksand!" Previously, Su Xuan didn’t want to get involved in matters between Quicksand and Dragon Gate Inn, thinking it was just a clash between two interest groups. But now, he realized the situation was far more complex than he imagined. So, Quicksand must be destroyed.
Jumping up, Su Xuan swiftly swept his long blade forward, not intending to kill, but was definitely not going to let Di Lingtian live.
"Boom..."
Just as Su Xuan was about to remove one of Di Lingtian’s arms, a ridiculous scene unfolded. A dozen smoke bombs exploded in the desert, and a dozen Meteor Darts swept towards Su Xuan. With a horizontal slash, Su Xuan knocked the Meteor Darts away. As they emitted a series of clanging sounds, Su Xuan caught one Meteor Dart, spun around, and threw it out.
"Ah..."
A miserable scream echoed, as a shadow fell to the ground while others disappeared in a flash. Looking at Di Lingtian, he was already nowhere to be seen, clearly rescued by someone.
"Damn..."
Su Xuan cursed out loud; they were unbelievably fast, realizing these people used techniques akin to Japan’s ninjas.
"Little brother, who were those people?"
Blade Emperor approached Su Xuan, surprised, witnessing what true experts were like. Seeing Di Lingtian, Blade Emperor and Sword Saint were somewhat worried, realizing Di Lingtian’s prowess exceeded expectations, beyond their imagination. Realizing they might not be his match.
Yet before Su Xuan, he could only be beaten, unable to counter even once. Blade Emperor and Sword Saint were speechless, wondering, "Isn’t this guy too powerful?" Especially when that strike sent such a master flying. This strength seemed earth-shattering. Certainly, Su Xuan earned their admiration, indeed a master of high caliber.
Blade Emperor felt the most right decision in his life was inviting Su Xuan to help resolve these matters. Without him, Dragon Gate Inn was genuinely in danger. Clearly, intervening was risky since Di Lingtian’s strength suddenly surged, surpassing Blade Emperor Sword Saint’s abilities.
"Sword Saint, please handle your dear son yourself!"
Su Xuan spoke, drawing out a cigarette, leisurely lighting it. Approaching the man he shot down with a Meteor Dart, the man had a black cloth over his face. Stepping onto his back, the intense pain nearly caused him to faint repeatedly.
Because Su Xuan stepped precisely on the Meteor Dart’s wound.
"How many came this time? I’ll only ask once."
Su Xuan spoke flawless Japan’s language, causing the man’s face to darken instantly, not expecting Su Xuan’s strength. These men were Japan’s ninjas, from Ikawa Sect, old foes of Su Xuan.
"Baka, a warrior may die..."
Unfortunately, just as he wanted to say, "A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated," Su Xuan stomped on the Meteor Dart, driving it deeper into his body, causing the man to scream like a pig being slaughtered.
"Baka... if you have the guts..."
Another roar erupted as he wished to utter a brave statement, but Su Xuan didn’t give him a chance, directly stabbing a sword between his liver and gallbladder.
"Damn, missed!"
Su Xuan muttered, extracting and stabbing again, repeatedly poking the man before scratching his head, saying.
"Strange, why do I keep missing the stab?"
"Baka... what do you want to do!"
The man was already dizzy, clueless about Su Xuan’s aim, seemingly stabbing something.
"Oh, I wanted to see if I could stab your heart with one sword, but it seems to have missed!"
"Damn... the heart is higher, stabbing randomly!"
The Japanese ninja was thoroughly drunk, questioning why he wasn’t granted a swift end.
"Uh... isn’t it located by the rear?"
Su Xuan smiled, replying.
"Poof..."
Spitting a mouthful of blood, the man felt Su Xuan was mocking him.
"Long live Japan, Emperor long..."
The man pulled out a self-harming blade from his waist, just as he’s about to shout "Long Live Emperor," Su Xuan’s blade pierced, nailing his hand holding the self-harming blade into the sand.
"Damn, missed again!"
Su Xuan nonchalantly pulled out the long blade; the man’s thoughts were chaotic in the wind, "Can this guy be any more frustrating?"
Blade Emperor and Sword Saint watched the scene, rolling their eyes, clueless about Su Xuan’s actions, amazed by his unbelievably fast sword skills.
