NEW FATHER: THE EMPRESS APPEARED AT MY DOOR WITH OUR DAUGHTER
Chapter 283: Unfortunately, You Offended the Wrong Person!
Han Jing glanced at Xie Wenting and the others with disdain. "Group of trash!"
He flicked his wrist.
The Wenchang Sword in his hand erupted with an extremely sharp sword intent to cut off the seven of them.
Li Xiake took a step forward and waved his hand to complete this sword energy.
He said angrily, “Senior sister, they are all juniors. You have won against them. Why should you insult them and kill them?!”
Han Jing said in a disdainful tone, "Those who dare to attack me must die!"
"You've really gone crazy!" Li Xiake took out his Immortal Liquor Sword. "If you want to touch my people, you have to pass me first!"
“I've been expecting that!” Han Jing sneered.
A condensed true energy shot into the sky and turned into an incredible pressure.
As for the Wenchang Sword in his hand, it emitted sword light as far as five kilometers away and sword energy as far as five kilometers away, displaying the power of the Sacred Sword!
Thousands of Mystic Arts formed a golden dragon that carried boundless sword intent when it suddenly landed on Li Xiake.
"I'm not afraid of you!" The Immortal Liquor Sword in Li Xiake's hand was also filled with sword energy.
The sword light that filled the sky slashed at the golden dragon with the aura of the Nine Heavens Galaxy.
Bang out!
The sword energy exploded.
Li Xiake felt his wrist numb and was forced back over ten steps by Han Jing's sword energy.
Li Xiake looked at Han Jing with trembling eyes and felt a little frightened.
“He is also a Sword Saint, but his Sword Dao is even stronger than mine. As expected of a genius!”
Xie Wenting and the others also knew of this.
The seven of them could not help but worry. Their Ancestral Master might not be a match for Han Jing.
Han Jing revealed a mocking expression.
“Young Brother, your Dao Sword cultivation is lower than mine from the start. Why bother fighting me head-on?
“Show me your true abilities! Let me see how powerful the combination of literature and swordsmanship is!
He is at a disadvantage.
Li Xiake gritted his teeth and took out a pot of wine before chugging the wine in one gulp.
Then, he waved the Eternal Liquor Sword in his hand and staggered forward.
“Wine does not make men drunk: men make themselves drunk. Lust does not rule over men: men submit themselves to lust!”
As he read these two lines of poetry, a powerful straight aura erupted from the Eternal Liquor Sword.
Han Jing's eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw this, and he revealed a greedy expression. “True, this is the taste of a combination of literature and swordsmanship!”
"The Heavenly Dao Book Emperor Sword!"
At this moment, Li Xiake laughed out loud while millions of words lingered around him.
The Eternal Liquor Sword in his hand fused with the sword energy.
The heaven-splitting power turned into a rainbow of seven-colored swords that slashed at Han Jing.
"Not bad!"
Han Jing laughed loudly, and the sword energy in his body was like a tide.
The Wenchang Sword instantly turned into a golden dragon carved with countless mysterious words and slashed at Li Xiake with a powerful might.
Xie Wenting and the others could only squint their eyes. What a powerful sword energy!
Bang!!!
Amidst the exploding sword light, Han Jing's Wenchang Sword broke through the sword rainbow and struck Li Xiake's left shoulder.
"Ah ~"
After Li Xiake let out a miserable scream, blood instantly gushed out from his left shoulder, and he suddenly retreated a thousand feet.
After the sword light disappeared, Xie Wenting and the others were shocked to see the huge sword hole had pierced through Li Xiake's left shoulder.
"It's over. The Ancestral Master has been defeated. We will definitely suffer bloodshed today!
"Suckers! How could there be such a terrifying Holy Sword in this world ?! ”
The seven of them were inexplicably enraged and frightened by Han Jing's boundless power.
Li Xiake revealed despair.
He's too strong!
He is really too strong!!
Han Jing's talent in Sword Dao completely surpassed his!
Even if he had already comprehended the "Ten-Way Book Sword Technique" taught to him by the Taibai Immortal Sword to the sixth level, he was still unable to compete with Han Jing.
Bang out!
At this moment, Han Jing's figure flashed and arrived in front of Li Xiake before kicking him to the ground.
Then, he placed the Wenchang Sword on Li Xiake's forehead.
"Are you going to hand over the cultivation transmission jade slip or not?"
Li Xiake gritted his teeth and his eyes widened. "I definitely won't give it to you!"
"Then you can die!" Han Jing was furious.
He knew that Li Xiake must have hidden such a precious cultivation technique in such a secret place.
Since he could not force her to tell him, he could only kill her and slowly search for her.
Li Xiake suddenly closed his eyes.
Not only had his left shoulder just been pierced, but most of his meridians and bones had also been destroyed by Han Jing's sword energy.
Now, he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered and completely powerless to resist.
“You want to die? It won't be that easy!”
Han Jing suddenly revealed a sly smile. “I suddenly thought that even though you don't care about your life, you should care about the Black-White Academy you founded!”
"If I threaten to cut down your Black-White Academy, will you give me a cultivation transmission jade slip?"
Li Xiake could not help but feel angry when he heard that. "Fuck! You are not allowed to attack innocent people!”
It was currently the thirty thousand year celebration of the Black-White Academy.
All the literary figures in the world gather here.
If Han Jing attacked the Black-White Academy, his sword energy would kill countless innocent people.
Han Jing looked at Li Xiake's frightened expression and could not help but smile proudly.
"As expected, you're scared!"
“Then I will slash with my sword until you hand over the cultivation transmission jade slip!”
With that, he took a step forward.
The Wenchang Sword was like a huge dragon roaring as it shot out a sword light that covered the sky and landed on the Black and White Academy at the foot of the mountain.
"NO!"
The hearts of Li Xiake, Xie Wenting, and the others stiffened upon seeing this, and a strong sense of despair surfaced in their hearts.
The living room of the Black-White Academy.
Lin Xuan felt a sharp sword energy descend from the sky, right above the living room, and he could not help but frown.
He turned into a stream of light and flew out of the reception hall before hovering in the sky.
The rainbow of sword energy crossed fifty kilometers and landed.
“What a powerful sword energy. Was it trying to cut the entire Black-White Academy in half?”
Lin Xuan sneered. "Unfortunately, you provoked the wrong person!"
He gently raised his hand and grasped the sword energy.
With a little bit of strength, bang! It instantly shattered the fifty kilometer long sword light.
Then, he rushed towards the main hall of the Black-White Academy with lightning speed.
Right now, in the hall.
They saw Lin Xuan capture the fifty kilometer sword energy of Han Jing empty-handed and destroy it.
Not only was Li Xiake, Xie Wenting, and the others shocked, but even Han Jing trembled slightly.
"Oh my God, that young master in white clothes could actually capture the sword energy from the Holy Sword with his bare hands!"
“What a fright! How scary! I never thought there would be such a shocking person in this world!
Everyone's eyes were filled with boundless fear.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Xuan had already arrived at the hall.
The entire hall was instantly immersed in immense pressure.
The entire hall was instantly submerged in pressure.
However, Xie Wenting immediately shouted in shock, "So the Empress' Husband has arrived!"
The expressions of Ma Xinchang, Zhao Qingping, and the others changed drastically. They hurriedly got up and bowed to Lin Xuan. “Greetings, Saint Literature!”
They had all participated in the literary discussion event in the Nine Heavens Eternal Realm before, so they naturally still remembered Lin Xuan.
Since they had just been severely injured, they were unable to ascertain Lin Xuan's identity from fifty kilometers away.
Now that Lin Xuan was in front of them, they immediately recognized that the one who destroyed the sword energy with his bare hands was the mighty Literary Saint, Mystical Northern Heavens Consort Husband!