Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law-Chapter 453: Prepare to Die
"Xu Ping’an, you dare to show your face," Zhao Qiming exclaimed, his eyes fixed on Xu Ping’an, radiating intense murderous intent.
Xu Ping’an had previously caused him great loss, and he never expected Xu Ping’an to come to him instead of the other way around.
Hearing Zhao Qiming’s words, Xu Ping’an smiled and said, "Why shouldn’t I come out? Zhao Qiming, I am here to kill you, and of course, your Yu Qianzong as well."
"Xu Ping’an, you managed to escape by sheer luck that day, but today I really want to see how you’re going to run away," a cold voice from Yu Qianzong said.
Xu Ping’an had killed his nephew, and no matter what, he was intent on avenging this grudge.
"Rest assured, I won’t run," Xu Ping’an replied with a smile.
Ye Tianxing appraised both Xu Ping’an and his surroundings.
Clearly, he found it strange for Xu Ping’an to appear alone.
However, after a thorough investigation, he did not discover anyone else’s presence, which eased his mind slightly.
While Ye Tianxing was examining Xu Ping’an, Zhou Mengyue, on the other hand, was looking at Xu Ping’an with complex emotions.
She had not expected Xu Ping’an to appear at this time.
Was he there to save her?
Soon, Zhou Mengyue dismissed the thought. Xu Ping’an despised her to the bone, why would he save her?
"Young Master Xu, please save us. If you do, our Hehuan Sect will surely repay you with all our might," Ning Qingshuang pleaded as if clutching at a lifeline.
Although she doubted Xu Ping’an could save them, they had no choice but to grasp at straws.
"Save you? Why should I save you? The Hehuan Sect and I are neither kin nor kind, and moreover, Zhou Mengyue bears enmity with me. Why would I want to save you?" Xu Ping’an said with a light chuckle.
Zhou Mengyue’s eyes dimmed; indeed, Xu Ping’an was not there to save them.
"Xu Ping’an, if you are willing to save my senior sect mates, I am willing to apologize with my death right before you," Zhou Mengyue suddenly took a deep breath and said with resolution.
"Apologize with your death? Zhou Mengyue, you are selfish and self-centered. Who would’ve thought you’d beg me?" Xu Ping’an said with a light laugh.
"The Hehuan Sect treated me well, and these senior sect mates have been kind to me," Zhou Mengyue said through gritted teeth.
"You think to kill you I need such means? A long time ago, you were already dead to me," Xu Ping’an scoffed.
"Then what are you implying?" Zhou Mengyue stared at Xu Ping’an, indignant.
"I want you to see with your own eyes, how ignorant your past decisions were. Better to crush the heart than to kill," Xu Ping’an said, laughing lightly.
"Then you have already succeeded," Zhou Mengyue said, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Not enough. Today I will save your sect elders, and I want you to understand, I want you to live the rest of your life in debt," Xu Ping’an began to laugh.
Zhou Mengyue’s face looked ashen.
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Just like Xu Ping’an said, it is better to crush the heart than to kill.
At that moment, she truly felt an endless regret.
If today, Xu Ping’an were to save her sect, she would indeed live her entire life in debt.
Ning Qingshuang, listening to this conversation, shook her head and sighed.
She knew that Zhou Mengyue’s hopes of winning back Xu Ping’an were never going to be realized.
"No one can save anyone, attack, kill him," Zhao Qiming immediately commanded, addressing the two Eighth Rank subordinates left.
One was at the Fourth Layer of the Eighth Rank, the other at the Sixth Layer.
He refused to believe that with such combat power, even when joining forces, they couldn’t take down Xu Ping’an.
As for Xu Ping’an previously killing an Eighth Layer Second Rank Cultivator, in his eyes, it was because Xu Ping’an ambushed him.
"Yes!" The two Eighth Rank Cultivators immediately made their move.
Both burst forth with full power, their True Yuan surging out.
One sword each, they simultaneously struck towards Xu Ping’an.
Their sword light was cold and piercing, extremely powerful.
Yet such combat power, in Xu Ping’an’s view, was nothing to worry about.
"Just this, and you think you can kill me? Zhao Qiming, you really underestimate me," Xu Ping’an said with a light chuckle.
He took a step.
An invisible wave of Soul Power erupted instantaneously.
The two attacks stalled in the air, unable to advance even a semi-step.
"What?"
Everyone’s faces changed.
With just his Soul Power, Xu Ping’an managed to block the two attackers’ moves and even freeze them in mid-air?
"Not good!" Ye Xingtian’s expression drastically shifted and he hurriedly tried to intervene.
But everything was already too late.
"Die!"
Xu Ping’an softly uttered a single word.
Two Eighth Rank Cultivators instantly exploded on the spot under the oppressive force of a powerful Soul Power.
Throughout the process, Xu Ping’an stood with his hands behind his back, his steps relaxed as if he were strolling leisurely in a courtyard.
Zhao Qiming’s face underwent a drastic change, looking towards Xu Ping’an in disbelief.
At this moment, Xu Ping’an felt to him like an overwhelmingly enormous mountain, bringing an endless sense of oppression.
Yu Qianzong also had a dramatic change in his expression, a bad premonition welling up within him.
Zhou Mengyue and the four elders from the Hehuan Sect were all shockingly stunned as well.
"Soul Power at the limit of the Eighth Rank Peak, has Xu Ping’an become this strong?" Ning Qingshuang was incredibly surprised.
The Soul Power Xu Ping’an had displayed was already above hers.
Even much more powerful.
And within Xu Ping’an’s Soul Power was a strong oppressive aura.
This was the power of heaven and earth.
"He has become much stronger again," Zhou Mengyue said blankly.
At this moment, Xu Ping’an had grown to a point where she could only look up to him.
Just like Xu Ping’an had said, her initial choice was indeed laughably ignorant.
Xu Ping’an, however, paid them no mind and instead turned his gaze toward Zhao Qiming and Yu Qianzong.
Suddenly, Yu Qianzong’s expression changed, and he immediately tried to defend himself.
"Thinking of defending now, isn’t it a bit too late?" However, just at this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind Yu Qianzong.
Yu Qianzong was scared witless in an instant, his whole body stiffening.
When? When did Xu Ping’an appear behind him, and why had he not noticed the slightest?
Too fast, he was an Eighth Layer Eighth Layer Realm Cultivator.
Yet someone had managed to get close to him without any awareness?
Just how terrifying was Xu Ping’an’s strength?
"Die!"
Yu Qianzong’s heart hardened, and he immediately burned his Essence Blood, turning around to launch a desperate attack.
He knew if he did not go all out now, he would truly be on the path to death.
"Burning Essence Blood," Xu Ping’an chuckled softly.
He threw a punch, that single punch carrying the force of two thousand dragons.
In face of this force, Yu Qianzong’s power was completely futile.
"Boom!"
Yu Qianzong’s arm exploded into a mist of blood the instant it met Xu Ping’an’s fist, along with half of his shoulder.
This...
Zhao Qiming stood with his mouth agape.
What kind of Combat Power was this?
Before Zhao Qiming could think further, Xu Ping’an kicked out, directly exploding Yu Qianzong’s head.
The latter had no time at all to react.
Zhao Qiming’s legs began to tremble, watching Xu Ping’an in terror.
The Combat Power Xu Ping’an had shown was too frightening.
Ye Tianxing also became extremely solemn.
He had always been collecting traces of Xu Ping’an’s Qi, but to his amazement, he found Xu Ping’an’s Qi couldn’t leak out at all, impossible to capture.
Which meant the Immortal Binding Rope couldn’t lock onto Xu Ping’an at all.
"Zhao Qiming, are you ready to die?" Xu Ping’an looked at Zhao Qiming, his eyes as terrifying as those of Yama.
Zhao Qiming was so scared that his liver and gallbladder were about to split, his entire body trembling.
