Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1931: Chapter 1927: One Sword Fells, Geniuses Beheaded (2nd Update)

It was completely unexpected that Xue An could establish such a formidable array without anyone knowing, and throughout the entire process, Liang Jinpeng didn’t sense a thing.

How could this not shock him immensely?

Yet, the dignity of being the Mountain Lord made it impossible for him to bow down, so he said coldly, "Returning kindness? What do you mean by that? It seems we at Shangqing Mountain have never offended you!"

The trace of Sword Intent between Xue An’s brows slowly rotated, the cold sword light reflecting on his face, making his expression unfathomable and distant.

"Never offended me? Heh." Xue An sneered, then his lips moved slightly, conveying the rest of his words directly through Divine Sense.

Liang Jinpeng, who was originally full of fury, was immense shocked, then looked at Xue An in utter horror.

"You... you are...."

Xue An nodded, smiled grimly, and said, "That’s right, I am! So now, it’s time for you to pay the price!"

With that, the trace of Sword Intent between Xue An’s brows rapidly expanded, then he slashed out with a sword.

This sword was pure to the extreme, with nothing else mixed within it, like the Milky Way in reverse or Mount Sumeru falling backward, tearing the entire void asunder.

Simultaneously, the supreme sword power sliced across the sky, leaving a perfectly smooth crevice wherever it passed.

Crack.

The massive Prajna Peak emitted a sound of unbearable strain and was split in two from the middle.

The surge of windstorms swept everywhere, shaking the hearts and souls of all onlookers.

"This sword...." someone murmured, their face ashen.

But more people looked with grave expressions at the former site of the Prajna Peak.

Finally, the glow and flame gradually dissipated.

Looking again at the field, less than one in ten who could stand were left.

Even those standing were covered in wounds, eyes full of terror.

Only Liang Jinpeng stood before Xue An, his face ashen.

Liang Jinpeng stared at Xue An in a daze, and after a long while, he softly said, "Is this the Red Lotus Sword Intent?"

Xue An said indifferently, "Yes!"

"Indeed formidable!" With his words, a crimson line suddenly appeared at Liang Jinpeng’s throat, quickly expanding.

Blood spurted out, but the powerful life force of an elite Immortal King kept him alive despite this.

Liang Jinpeng covered his throat with his hand, looking blankly at Xue An opposite him, "Actually, the events of those years have nothing to do with me."

"I know!"

"But as the Mountain Lord of Shangqing Mountain, I must pay the price, right?"

Xue An quietly watched as Liang Jinpeng’s life force frantically dissipated, nodded, "Correct!"

Liang Jinpeng laughed, but his smile was full of coldness and venom.

"Xue An, you are indeed powerful, but setting up such a great array, forcibly seizing celestial fortunes, must have cost you much energy, hasn’t it? If I’m not mistaken, after this battle, your strength will surely drop to a low point for a while, correct?"

No outsider could hear these words because Xue An had already sealed off the surroundings.

Upon hearing them, Xue An slightly raised his eyebrows, "And so?"

"Hehehehe!" Liang Jinpeng’s mouth began spewing blood wildly, but his eyes were full of a satisfying look.

"Xue An, my master’s ancestor has not returned from his journey. If he were here, he wouldn’t allow you to be so insolent, and after this, he will certainly come looking for you to settle accounts. By then, I will wait for you in hell!"

After speaking, Liang Jinpeng suddenly grasped with his hand.

Crack!

He snapped his neck, dropping dead instantly.

But a strange light flashed in Xue An’s eyes.

"Huh, no Divine Soul?"

Then Xue An raised his head to look at a certain spot in the void.

"There’s no breath of any Divine Skills, but the Divine Soul disappeared. Could it be...."

For the first time, a serious look appeared in Xue An’s eyes.

At this moment, a scream awakened Xue An.

Xue An looked up.

He saw Fu Nianzhi, her hair a mess, looking in horrified disbelief at the corpse on the ground.

This favored daughter of the heavens had long lost her former arrogance.

She didn’t even know how she survived that last sword.

Anyway, she had personally witnessed dozens of powerful young elites being cut in half by that sword.

Among them was the Eastern Crown Prince Luo Rongjin of the Emperor’s Palace.

This incomparably noble and exceptional young elite was someone universally revered wherever he went.

But just now, he didn’t even get a chance to scream before being split in two.

As for Chu Xiong from Flying Tiger Hall, his death was even more tragic.

The impact from this was immeasurable.

But all of it together wasn’t as terrifying as Liang Jinpeng’s suicide.

That’s why she couldn’t help but scream.

But after shouting, she realized the mistake and quickly covered her mouth.

But it was all too late; when Xue An’s gaze fell on her.

The immense pressure instantly crushed her.

She fell to her knees with a thud, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and continuously begging for mercy.

"Lord Red Lotus, spare me! Lord Red Lotus, spare me!"

At this moment, the remaining young talents of the sects also fell silent.

Which one of them standing on this platform wasn’t a proud young hero?

Just moments ago, they were still high-spirited and ready to fight to the death.

But within the blink of an eye, most of them had died, and the survivors were covered in scars.

Such a fall, simply despair-inducing.

And all, because of that white-robed youth standing in the sky.

At this moment.

Countless people looked at Xue An’s figure with endless reverence.

Heaven and earth, at this moment, seemed to have only him.

Mu Wushuang was dumbstruck.

She knew Xue An was formidable, but she never thought he could be so powerful.

Relying on just himself, he had slain numerous young elites, even the Mountain Lord of Shangqing Mountain was cut down with one sword.

This was beyond her wildest imagination.

As for Gong Yunjun in the crowd, she instead calmed down, then proudly lifted her head.

She had actually expected this result long ago.

Now she wished the whole world would know how extraordinary her idol was.

At this time, Xue An said to the continuously kowtowing Fu Nianzhi, "Want to live? Then give me a reason not to kill you!"

Fu Nianzhi trembled all over and suddenly remembered something, looking at Cen Yuanhe in the distance full of hope.

"Yuanhe, save me!"

But at this moment, Cen Yuanhe was silent, and after a long time, he lowered his eyes.

"Nianzhi, you shouldn’t have done this!"

When he said this, Fu Nianzhi looked at Cen Yuanhe in disbelief as if struck by lightning.

"You... you’re abandoning me?"

"It’s not me abandoning you, but you have given up by yourself! So...." Cen Yuanhe’s face was full of weariness, "Resolve it yourself!"

Fu Nianzhi shuddered, then showed a sorrowful face, "I understand, hahaha, you’re just a lackey of this Xue An, I actually pleaded with you, how foolish I am hahaha!"

Amid her pained laughter, Fu Nianzhi looked at Xue An with immeasurable spite, "I curse you to die without a burial place."

With that, her body shook, and her forehead exploded, her eyes quickly dimming.

Thus, this Qianhe Fairy self-imploded her Divine Soul and perished.

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