Chapter 1367 - 1366: Only 3 People

Chapter 1367: Chapter 1366: Only 3 People

If this person really descends on Fish-dragon Island, it would be a disaster for everyone.

"Liusheng Bushou, is this person very strong?"

Ling Chen’s expression remained calm, only showing a hint of irony as he spoke lightly.

"Of course, strong, and very strong indeed."

Seeing Longyuan True Immortal’s face turn pale, a smile bloomed on Hong Ye’s beautiful face. She immediately added fuel to the fire and said loudly, "Among the younger generation of Yingzhou, or rather, the entire world, there are probably only three people who can definitely surpass Liusheng Bushou."

"Oh?"

Ling Chen’s eyelids lifted slightly, "Who are these three?"

"The first is the eldest son of the Fengmo Family, renowned in Kanto and skilled in ninjutsu, Fengmo Thirteen!"

Hong Ye raised one finger as she spoke.

"Fengmo Thirteen!"

Hearing this name, a ripple of shock appeared on Longyuan True Immortal’s face. The Fengmo Family’s reputation in Yingzhou is no less than that of the Liusheng Family, and Fengmo Thirteen is the Fengmo Family’s most outstanding talent of the current generation, with exceptional strength.

"Fengmo Family."

Ling Chen secretly noted down this Fengmo Family.

"The second is the unparalleled prodigious talent of the Beichuan Family, Beichuan Ye!"

Hong Ye continued, extending a second finger.

The moment Beichuan Ye’s name was mentioned, all the powerful members of the Liusheng Family underwent a change of expression. Beichuan Ye was immensely famous in Yingzhou, unmatched among the younger generation. Even among the Liusheng Family, compared to Beichuan Ye, Liusheng Bushou paled in comparison, evoking deep respect and hatred for this unparalleled talent of the Beichuan Family.

"Beichuan Ye!"

Longyuan True Immortal’s pupils also contracted. Even secluded on Fish-dragon Island, he had heard of Beichuan Ye’s reputation. The latter’s swordsmanship had reached an extraordinary level, dominating the entire younger generation of Yingzhou, virtually invincible.

Facing Beichuan Ye, Liusheng Bushou indeed was not a match.

"And who is the third?"

Ling Chen raised an eyebrow, finding great interest in this third person.

He was well aware of Beichuan Ye’s strength. Someone who could assuredly surpass Beichuan Ye would undoubtedly be an intriguing opponent for Ling Chen.

"The last one is, of course, the youth king who defeated Beichuan Ye and was named Sword King after the battle on Mount Kunlun, Ling Chen!"

Hong Ye displayed utmost reverence as she extended a third finger.

"Sword King Ling Chen is indeed an insurmountable peak among the younger generation." The powerful members of the Liusheng Family all wore unprecedentedly solemn expressions, as if uttering a sacred name.

Beichuan Ye went to challenge the Nine Provinces Land and defeated all the youth kings there, but at such a time, Ling Chen stepped forward. In a world-shattering battle, he defeated Beichuan Ye, seizing the title of Sword King.

Ling Chen’s reputation not only spread across the Nine Provinces Land but also widely throughout Yingzhou. At the very least, all the major martial arts families in Yingzhou were aware of Ling Chen’s existence.

"What? Ling Chen?"

Hearing this name, Longyuan True Immortal was utterly stunned, his gaze involuntarily turning to Ling Chen, who was leisurely drinking tea by the side.

This Brother Ling’s name was Ling Chen, wasn’t it?

No way, could it be that this Ling Chen is that Ling Chen?

"Which one of the three might Your Excellency be?"

Hong Ye’s face took on a teasing look, "Are you Fengmo Thirteen? Or Beichuan Ye? Or perhaps Sword King Ling Chen?"

She had seen both Fengmo Thirteen and Beichuan Ye before, but Sword King Ling Chen was far away in the Nine Provinces Land. How could he possibly appear on this Fish-dragon Island?

Wait.

Hong Ye suddenly began to scrutinize Ling Chen carefully. Upon closer inspection, this person seemed to match the description of Ling Chen somewhat, and based on how he had instantly defeated the Liusheng Family’s Sword Saint earlier, Ling Chen’s Sword Intent was very high-level.

Could it really be that Ling Chen is...

Just as a tidal wave surged in Hong Ye’s heart, an explosion of water erupted from the pond outside the wooden house, like a bomb dropping into the water. A figure shot up into the sky, leaping several meters high before landing on the ground, leaving two deep imprints on the stone-paved steps.

It was the Sword Saint from the Liusheng Family who had been previously knocked away.

He was soaked, with his hair plastered to his skin, eyes sweeping towards Ling Chen like a hungry wolf.

"Bastard, I... want... you... dead!"

The Sword Saint’s face was ashen, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins. His feet staggered into a line, forming a figure-eight shape, crossing back and forth as he raised the Long Knife in his hand. With a forceful stomp, he transformed from extreme motion to extreme stillness, charging swiftly towards Ling Chen.

As a Sword Saint of the Liusheng Family, how could he have ever suffered such humiliation? Enraged, he jumped out of the water, intending to kill Ling Chen to wash away his shame and failure.

Earlier, being knocked away by a single blow from Ling Chen was due to underestimating Ling Chen’s strength. He had not expected Ling Chen to possess such formidable Sword Intent, which not only broke through his pressure but also countered him. After suffering this hidden loss, he realized that competing in Sword Intent with Ling Chen was undoubtedly a foolish thing to do.

The Liusheng Family was renowned in Yingzhou for its swordsmanship. The Liusheng Xinyin Style was famous worldwide, and he was confident he could defeat Ling Chen using swordsmanship, achieving a one-hit kill!

Seemingly entering a certain state, unprecedented power erupted from each of his acupuncture points, meridians, and flesh. His heart beat violently, pumping massive amounts of blood throughout his body. Instantly, his veins bulged, muscles swelled, and his soaked clothes burst open.

"Sword Drawing Technique!"

With a loud shout, the Sword Saint from the Liusheng Family charged forward like a locomotive, drawing his Long Knife to slash at Ling Chen. Though it was a simple cut, it seemed to split even space itself in half.

Before the blade scar could reach Ling Chen, the ground had already been cleaved open with a sharp crack. This Sword Drawing Technique had reached a state of perfection, combined with his Saint-level cultivation, leaving Longyuan True Immortal on the sidelines already changing color.

If it were him, he definitely couldn’t block this sword!

"Taigu-kun, hold on..."

A pair of beautiful eyes watched Ling Chen, whose expression didn’t change. Hong Ye increasingly felt that something was amiss. Her pretty face turned pale as she tried to stop Liusheng Taigu, but she was a step too late.

Clang!

Ling Chen’s sword was drawn.

Everyone only saw a flash pass before their eyes. The next moment, Ling Chen’s sword had already struck against the blade of Liusheng Taigu.

Clang!

A metallic collision sound so teeth-chatteringly intense resounded, and accompanying this clash of blades was a terrifying sonic wave that spread out, forcing everyone to cover their ears.

In the extremely shocked gazes of everyone, the instant the blades crossed, Liusheng Taigu’s Long Knife bent to the extreme, and then his body was sent flying backwards, as if a beast had broken through the walls, crashing through several more walls in succession, and finally smashing onto an artificial mountain. From beneath Ling Chen’s feet, extending all the way to the pond, the entire span of several dozen meters looked as though it had been ravaged by a typhoon, utterly devastated!