Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny IBWASFM-Chapter 578: The Fate of the Hua Clan Cannot Be Decided by Anyone! (2nd Update)

Chapter 578 -578: The Fate of the Hua Clan Cannot Be Decided by Anyone! (2nd Update)

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Bu Kongchan finally could not restrain himself and coldly shouted, “You dare to spout nonsense after killing my junior brother, take my sword first!”

As he spoke, a small, delicate sword suddenly appeared between Bu Kongchan’s eyebrows, even more exquisite and transparent than He Tianyuan’s.

With a wave of his hand, the small, delicate sword split into two, two into four, and in the blink of an eye, countless small swords appeared, then transformed into a dragon of Sword Qi, charging directly at Xue An.

Such prowess made Wu Qisha and others like Lian Yunzhi all take notice.

Indeed, worthy of being the number one disciple of Wuwang Sect for a century!

Just with this move alone, he would be acclaimed even in the land of the Central Province.

The Giant Dragon, composed of countless small swords, charged towards Xue An, raised its head upon nearing him, and pounced down with the overwhelming force of Mount Tai.

Bu Kongchan’s face was cold and indifferent, as he stood mid-air, quietly watching.

A hint of a cold smile appeared on Wu Qisha’s lips, believing that under this strike, this Hua Clan man would certainly not survive.

But at that moment, as the dragon head neared, Xue An looked up with an indifferent expression, raised his hand, and pressed it directly onto the dragon head.

It was such a casually placed press.

The Giant Dragon, transformed from swords, seemed as if it had been struck in a vital point by a giant, and its entire body instantly twisted and struggled violently.

At the same time, Bu Kongchan in the air seemed struck by lightning, his complexion suddenly paled, and blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Clearly, he had also been seriously injured by this strike.

However, Bu Kongchan’s sword heart had been tempered as tough as iron, and despite being wounded by the backlash, his expression did not change in the slightest, his eyes shone brightly as he coldly shouted.

“Sword transforms into Wuwang!”

Boom!

The Giant Dragon instantly disintegrated, and then the immeasurable, boundless small swords engulfed Xue An whole.

In an instant, the entire place fell dead silent, apart from the sound of Sword Qi whistling through the air.

“Is he dead?” someone asked with uncertainty.

“He must be dead! Such a powerful sword strike, even a Golden Immortal would fall on the spot!” another person agreed.

“It seems that Wuwang Sect still dominates! This Bu Kongchan can be said to be the foremost among the young generation in the Northwest!” someone sighed.

Amidst these discussions, Wu Qisha laughed heartily.

“Playing tricks for so long, and yet in the end, still a spirit under the sword?”

Lian Yun also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what, since the man was dead, everything would be much easier to handle.

Only Liu KekKe kept her gaze intently fixed on the sword sea, writhing and moving like a Dragon-Snake.

Would this mysterious man die so easily?

Qianniao Haoyan also sneered at this moment, “Heaven punishes these Hua Clan, rendering them unable to cultivate, this is the punishment for the sins they committed in the past! A mere Hua Clan, dare to defy heaven?”

No sooner had his voice fallen when a calm voice came from the midst of the endless small swords.

“The fate of the Hua Clan has never been determined by others! If the heavens are unjust, then defying heaven…why not?”

How could this be?

Hearing this voice, everyone present was shocked.

Especially Bu Kongchan, even her unflappable face now showed a look of horror.

Then they saw a person walking out of the endless sword sea.

Where he passed, those restless small swords bowed down as if they had seen their sovereign, lowering their blades in submission.

When Xue An stepped out of the sword sea and stood in the center of the arena.

The small, delicate swords began to disintegrate and shatter, turning into fine dust-like sword gleams.

And with each disintegration, Bu Kongchan’s face grew paler.

When all the small swords had turned to dust, Bu Kongchan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her entire body swaying as if about to fall, clearly having suffered grave injuries.

Xue An looked at Qianniao Haoyan, a hint of a cold smirk appearing on his lips.

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“Was it you who just spoke?”

Xue An wanted to rebuke furiously, but for some reason, upon meeting Xue An’s gaze, he felt a chill throughout his body, and the words he intended to say got stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

At that moment, Xue An shook his head, “No need to answer, whether it was you or not, it doesn’t matter anymore!”

Qianniao Haoyan still hadn’t figured out what it meant.

Then he saw Xue An extend his hand, saying coldly, “Sword, come!”

The radiant sword lights that emerged from small swords began to surge wildly, instantly coalescing into a long sword emanating a piercing Sword Qi, and flew directly into Xue An’s hand.

Afterward, Xue An lifted his head, stating coldly, “The disgrace of the Hua Clan begins with you!”

Having said that, he swung his sword.

It was an indescribable sword strike.

It was as if a giant were splitting the heavens and the earth, a sword light as dazzling as stars and the sun slash directly at him.

Qianniao Haoyan let out a cry of alarm, intending to dodge, but the speed of the sword was so fast that it even surpassed the limits of human comprehension.

Craack.

With that sword strike, he split the Longevity Realm’s Qianniao Haoyan in two.

Blood sprayed, and the remains fell to the ground.

Bu Kongchan’s complexion turned ashen, staring fixedly at the sword strike, her body trembling all over.

For in front of that sword strike, her previously vaunted Sword Dao Cultivation had become a complete joke.

Crack.

A crisp sound was heard as Bu Kongchan’s sword heart shattered.

The Wuwang Sect’s premiere heir, hailed as the top young Cultivator of the past century, Bu Kongchan’s sword heart lay in pieces, her Cultivation Level utterly destroyed.

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At the same time, above the remains of Qianniao Haoyan, a grey luminescence rose up and turned to flee.

But Xue An’s Divine Sense spread out, instantly exterminating the remnant soul of Qianniao Haoyan as well.

With this, the soul and spirit of the Qianniao Kingdom’s lord were extinguished, forever devoid of life.

The place fell deathly silent.

Xue An turned to look at Wu Qisha standing to the side.

Wu Qisha, shaking all over, immediately pleaded, “Merciful Daoist friend, spare my life, I no longer desire the True Immortal Relics! I take my leave!”

Wu Qisha understood all too well that even though Xue An lacked Cultivation Level, his mastery over physical skills and Divine Sense was simply beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Moreover, that sword strike had terrified Wu Qisha out of his wits, obliterating his competitive spirit, leaving him only eager to flee and preserve his own life.

But as he turned to leave.

Xue An said indifferently, “Do you not think it is too late to take your leave now?”

Wu Qisha’s body stiffened as he slowly turned, a look of ferocity appearing on his face.

“Daoist friend, could it be that you really wish to be relentless in your pursuit?”

Xue An smiled faintly, “Congratulations, you guessed right!”

Wu Qisha’s face took on a resolute expression as he roared, “Do you really think I am afraid of you? Evil God Annihilating the World!”

Finally, Wu Qisha made use of his strongest trump card.

A massive phantom slowly rose behind Wu Qisha.

This was the image of a Hell Evil God, its black-green body seated on a huge black lotus, with a head that had four faces, each facing a different direction!

The face that was fronting everyone else had its eyes closed.

As the divine image appeared, Wu Qisha spit out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, clearly using this move was a great strain for him.

Even so, Wu Qisha’s face revealed an extremely gratified and vicious smile.

“Boy, to have forced me to use this move, you can indeed be proud of yourself! The Evil God descends upon this world, and all of you are mere ants, go to your death!”