Chapter 500: Chapter 499: Sneak Attack, Another Sneak Attack
From the moment the man in black appeared, to the time when he was severely wounded by Shi Xiaole, much transpired, yet no more than a hundred breaths of time had passed.
Unexpectedly an unexpected incident arose again.
A purple silhouette retreated hastily and awkwardly like sparks flying off flint. As the purple light faded, it revealed Breaking Thunder Lord - the most powerful figure of the Xiahou Clan present.
"Wave Sword Lord, has your true intent reached eighty percent?"
Breaking Thunder Lord’s eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, his tone was extraordinarily grave.
Only those who have achieved the peak of the ninth level of Dragon Gate Realm, at least comprehending a top-grade True Intent, and reaching more than sixty percent of the realm, are worthy to be called "Lord".
Naturally, there are also different levels within the Lords.
Breaking Thunder Lord and the previous Wave Sword Lord, the true intent of both of them is seventy percent. They were middle-to-low tier among the Lords. But if Wave Sword Lord suddenly unleashed eighty percent of Water True Intent, everything would change.
A Lord has a formidable baseline strength, and as True Intent progresses, every increase in realm brings a more terrifying increase in strength. Having eighty percent of Water True Intent makes Wave Sword Lord substantially stronger than Breaking Thunder Lord, who has seventy percent of Water True Intent.
"Since my Ai Family has seen through your plots, wouldn’t they have sent me here unless I was capable of handling it?"
Wave Sword Lord had a cold expression on his face, and a circle of blue water wave sword runes were drawn out with his rotating body.
He deliberately feigned weakness earlier in order to lure the high ranking fighters of Xiahou Clan. Otherwise, if he dominated from the beginning, he might have scared his opponents away.
"Hand of Thunderstorm!"
Purple sparks sizzled and danced wildly, eventually gathering into Breaking Thunder Lord’s palms. His flesh within those palms looked purple, each inch bursting with explosive power, drilling into the water-colored sword runes.
The water-colored sword runes looked very fragile, with only a shallow wave that seemed like it would shatter upon impact. However, the berserk purple thunderstorm that bombarded the rune was instantly tamed by the water.
Like a big rock slamming into the water, not only did it fail to stop the ripples, but enhanced the ripple’s power.
Pfft.
Breaking Thunder Lord’s palm was bleeding, a large chunk of flesh from his palm had been cut off, and even his tendons and bones were clearly visible.
"Damn!"
As a melee fighter, the palms of Breaking Thunder Lord were the toughest parts of his body. Moreover, he had actually worn a flesh-colored inferior spiritual weapon glove on his palm.
Unexpectedly, even dual defenses were injured under Wave Sword Lord’s sword.
"This one’s strength is at least fifty percent stronger than mine, I can’t fight him. I need to retreat quickly."
As thoughts flashed in his mind, Breaking Thunder Lord roared to the sky: "Kill all of them!" On one side, he swung his palm down, but on the other side his body was flying in another direction, in a blink of an eye moving a hundred meters away.
During his escape, a ruthless gleam flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly struck towards where Shi Xiaole and others were with a Tomahawk thunder palm.
"Water Light Shimmering."
Wave Sword Lord, who had been keeping a close eye on him, swept his sword, layer upon layer of sword pattern continually undermined the power of the Thunder palm. At the same time, the sword pattern penetrated Breaking Thunder Lord’s body, with countless Sword Qi diving into the latter every time.
Despite his clothes being torn and exhausted, Breaking Thunder Lord laughed loudly: "So what if you’re stronger than me, Wave Sword Lord, you’re always a loser."
As it turns out, he was wearing a waist-length armor under his outer garment, made of some unknown material, the surface glowed with a faint jade golden light.
As the sword Qi rushed into it, more than sixty percent of the energy was blocked by the armor. The remaining less than forty percent broke through Breaking Thunder Lord’s protective Vigorous Air but could not cause him any harm.
Treasured Armor! And a medium-grade spiritual weapon level Treasured Armor at that!
Inferior spiritual weapons are rarely seen.
The value of a medium-grade spiritual weapon is more than ten times that of an inferior spiritual weapon, and the value of a medium-grade spiritual weapon of the Treasured Armor class is, in a way, not inferior to that of a superior spiritual weapon.
Because weapons meant for attacking require one’s internal power and vigorous air to wield, consuming lots of energy every moment.
However, weapons of the Treasured Armor class are different. They simply needs to be worn on the body, without consuming any energy, they can greatly enhance a martial artist’s defensive power, making it hard for even a stronger opponent to break through their defenses in a short time.
Breaking Thunder Lord was very cunning. He knew he was not an opponent, yet he intentionally created a panic and pretended to retreat. But it’s all for his final goal - to kill the young members of the Ai Family and Shi Xiaole.
"You’ll all die!"
Together with the triumphant laughter, the palm energy condensed by the unrivaled skills of Breaking Thunder Lord was like the apocalypse’s thunderstorm, roaring towards Shi Xiaole and others.
Facing this palm, Shi Xiaole’s each pore were wide open, exuding chills, and even his thoughts went into momentary suspension. He tried to retreat, but under the control of the palm energy, it was extremely difficult to even move a finger, and all he could do was watch the palm energy coming at him.
Ai Wenqian and the others turned pale, unable to make a sound in the face of impending death.
It was not their stupidity that they didn’t escape earlier.
Breaking Thunder Lord’s speed was simply too fast. The True Intent of Thunder is one of the fastest in the world. He meticulously planned to make a killing move, so how would Shi Xiaole and the others escape with their skill level?
Wave Sword Lord stood in place without moving, expression calm, but he was concealing a layer of raging waves beneath his composed demeanor. No new power had arisen in him, but his entire sword aura suddenly surged wildly in a strange manner, his face turning as red as if he were on fire.
"Horizon of Water Color."
Wave Sword Lord pointed his sword forward, his actions completing in the blink of an eye. The moment he drew his sword, blood spilled from his mouth, obviously the use of this move had cost him a heavy price.
The void seemed to pass a faint ripple, or maybe it was nothing at all.
But in the next moment.
With a bang.
Actions of Breaking Thunder Lord, hundreds of meters away, froze. The palm force he emitted was still in mid-air when countless blue mists emerged from the air to block it, making no progress.
At the same moment, Breaking Thunder Lord violently trembled, spewing a stream of blood from his mouth that punched through a huge stone on a mountain peak hundreds of meters away.
Water-colored sky, as far as the sky goes, the sword qi of water color reaches as far, with no limits. Any move or enemy is destined not to escape the scope of the sword technique.
"This is the killing technique that Grandpa San created from the Water Sky Sword Technique."
Ai Wenqin clenched her fists, her heartbeat accelerated, her eyes filled with deep admiration and reverence. This is what a true master is, she wondered when she could be like Grandpa San.
"Wave Sword Lord, I will remember you."
Giving a resentful look at the distance, Breaking Thunder Lord escaped desperately, risking his life.
The deadly attack could only be used once. If missed, then it was missed. Moreover, that sword strike from the Wave Sword Lord just now had genuinely frightened the Breaking Thunder Lord, as countless sword qis were still churning inside his body, trying to damage his vigorous air and meridians. He very much doubted that if he were to take two more swords, his life would undoubtedly remain here.
Of course, it wouldn’t be certain that Wave Sword Lord could still deliver two more swords. Still, if forced to fight desperately, one’s life would inevitably be in danger. For the so-called clan to place oneself in danger, Breaking Thunder Lord did not have that kind of awakening.
"You were lucky this time."
Wave Sword Lord did not chase.
Upon reaching Lord Level, unless the strength disparity was too substantial, it would be tough to kill the opponent. Breaking Thunder Lord was not wrong. The power of the water-colored sky was too strong; with his power, he could only use it twice temporarily; if he used it three times, it would be a desperate move.
The good thing is that after this time, Breaking Thunder Lord would need to seclude himself for several years at least, thus damaging a great high-level battle power of the Xiahou Clan.
Turning his head towards Xiahou Wuyi, who, like him, was fleeing in desperation, Wave Sword Lord’s murderous aura surged as he swung his sword several times in succession.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
Not long after, Xiahou Wuyi was the first to be beheaded.
Seeing the two leaders, one running and one dead, the morale of the remaining Xiahou Clan’s high-level masters greatly declined, completely disorganized, and unable to utilize even half of their skills, they were successively executed.
In the end, of the dozens of high-level masters of the Xiahou Clan who were ambushed in the bamboo forest, only Breaking Thunder Lord and Fang Yijun managed to escape.
"Ha-ha-ha, that feels so good!"
A high-level master from the Ai family laughed loudly, the words expressing his joy.
Although they were a top-tier force in Xuanwu State, high-level martial practitioners at the Dragon Gate Realm were not cabbages for the Xiahou Clan.
In fact, when martial practitioners cultivated to the seventh level of the Dragon Gate Realm or above, they were enough to become the mainstay of any top-tier force, and such people would never be too many.
But this time, the high-level members of the Xiahou Clan who came to ambush were all at the eighth and even ninth level of the Dragon Gate Realm, which was enough to make the Xiahou Clan sore for a while.
What a pity, Breaking Thunder Lord managed to escape, or else the overall strength of the Ai family would immediately suppress the Xiahou Clan.
Just as everyone in the Ai family was immersed in joy.
Wave Sword Lord, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction where Shi Xiaole was. Ignoring his injured body, his actions preceded his will as he swung out a sword towards the sky where Shi Xiaole was.
Just as if he was drenched in icy water from head to toe, Shi Xiaole felt a chill from his head to his feet. This time the fluctuations from above his head were even stronger and swifter than the palm force of Breaking Thunder Lord, coming in rolling waves, giving no one a chance to intervene.
He imagined, the person who made the move must be terrifyingly strong.
Clang!
The sword of the Wave Sword Lord that was enough to severely wound Breaking Thunder Lord, only managed to block more than sixty percent of the black force. The remaining momentum went wild, like a beast opening its big mouth, vowing to swallow Shi Xiaole.
As the sky and earth darkened, Shi Xiaole could already hear the footsteps of death.
Time seemed to have passed for a long time, but it also seemed like it had only been a moment.
"Water-colored Sky."
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wave Sword Lord, disregarding everything, forcibly launched a second killing attack.
Boom!
A hole was punched in the black force, a person in mid-air grunted, turned into a wisp of black smoke, and when he reappeared, he was nearly a thousand meters away.
"Phantom Smoke Doppelgänger, it’s Elder Yan from Tianyuan Association."
Wave Sword Lord planted his sword in the ground.
The Assembly master of Tianyuan Association, ’Golden Eyebrow’ Lu Zixiong, has behaved domineeringly since his debut and offended many people. He is able to survive to this point, thanks in part to his black-robed old servant.
This black-robed servant, no one knows his name, only that he calls himself Elder Yan.
Hearing the words of Wave Sword Lord, Shi Xiaole’s face became extremely cold, and a wave of irresistible killing intent surged in his chest.
Back at Spring Night Hell, it was because of Lu Zixiong that he had to flee into the pink fog forest, which nearly killed him and almost made him a captive tool in the Divine Transformation City.
If it wasn’t for the system, he feared he would have fallen already, forever forgotten by the Martial World.
Unexpectedly, before he could get to them, they hurriedly sent Lu Zixiong’s old servant to kill him, how ruthless!
