The Sword God of the Universe-Chapter 147: Incredible Means

"You little bastard, you can still laugh at a time like this!" Although Wei Zhenzhi felt a slight sinking in his heart, he quickly returned to normal. Now, he just needed to wait for the Sword Light formed by his God Slaying Sword Technique to strangle Jing Yan.

"Thud!"

Enveloped by the Red Sword Light, Jing Yan suddenly burst forth with a sphere of Primordial Energy from within his body.

This sphere of Primordial Energy coalesced into a misty orb and then, like a meteor, surged forward.

And Jing Yan himself followed closely behind.

After this muffled sound, Jing Yan’s figure actually burst out of the wrapping Red Sword Light.

"What?"

"This works too?"

The surrounding spectators stared at Jing Yan with astonished eyes.

Jing Yan, having chosen to advance instead of retreat, had forcibly broken through the containment of the God Slaying Sword Technique, an outcome no one had expected.

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It was truly astounding.

Because, whether Jing Yan stayed within the range of the Sword Light or retreated to avoid the lethal Sword Light, survival seemed impossible. Yet rushing forward out of the reach of the Red Sword Light, although perilous, could grant a brief window of life if successful.

Of course, this act was exceedingly dangerous, something most people could never achieve. Attempting to break through the Sword Light of the God Slaying Sword Technique was akin to voluntarily placing one’s head under the enemy’s guillotine. Any slightest error would result in instant death.

"Spurt...cough..."

After breaking free from the Red Sword Light, Jing Yan spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, turned pale, had fluctuating breath, and his Primordial Energy seemed uncontrollable. Jing Yan clearly understood that he had sustained severe injuries.

But now was obviously not the time to heal.

A formidable enemy was still watching him like a tiger eyeing its prey.

"Kid, you’re quite ruthless! To think of such a method and actually use it. But what does it matter if you succeeded?" Wei Zhenzhi stared at Jing Yan, who was now very close to him, and after a brief moment of astonishment, sneered again.

He was confident that his next sword strike would completely kill Jing Yan.

Jing Yan’s breakthrough from his third sword strike merely prolonged his life by a couple of breaths.

"Swish!"

Yet at that moment, Jing Yan, without any hesitation or delay, swung his Flowing Light Sword forward with surging Primordial Energy.

That’s right, he threw it out of his hand.

At that time, he was very close to Wei Zhenzhi, hardly ten meters away.

The Flowing Light Sword, turning into a dart with astonishing speed, shot towards Wei Zhenzhi’s body.

"Hmm?"

Wei Zhenzhi, a Late Innate Realm powerhouse of nearly a hundred years old, had experienced countless battles and skirmishes throughout his life. However, it seemed he had never seen a Martial Artist use his weapon as a projectile like a dart.

So, he did not anticipate it.

But this was hardly a threat to him. What kind of man was Wei Zhenzhi? The weapon couldn’t threaten him even in Jing Yan’s hands, let alone when thrown.

If Jing Yan were facing a weaker Martial Artist, this sudden sneak attack might have achieved an unexpected effect. But Wei Zhenzhi, with his incredibly quick reaction and immense strength—

He slightly dodged, and the Flowing Light Sword shot past him.

The black blade brushed past his body.

"Haha, little creature, your idea is good. However, this trick is completely useless against me," Wei Zhenzhi sneered after evading Jing Yan’s Flowing Light Sword.

"This Jing Yan really has some imagination in combat!" the Liu Family Elder said with a surprised expression.

"Indeed unexpected, and he’s already so close to Wei Zhenzhi. But his opponent is too strong. Now, his weapon has flown away, and all he can do is surrender, right?" Nian Lan also gasped slightly.

"Hahaha, what a fool. As a martial artist, to throw away his weapon in the middle of a fight is simply seeking death," an elder from the Wei Family said sarcastically, his eyes gleaming.

"An all-out attempt is also futile," Clan Leader Wei Jiuhe said, nodding with narrowed eyes.

The high-ranking members of the Wei Family completely relaxed their vigilance.

But in the next moment, their expressions changed.

Because the Flowing Light Sword that Jing Yan had thrown out unexpectedly pierced into the crowd of Wei Family spectators.

Although the distance was significant, and the power of the Flowing Light Sword had weakened by the time it reached the crowd, those Wei Family members were ordinary martial artists, and the crowd was so dense that avoiding it was impossible.

"Ah!"

"Aow!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Puff puff puff!"

Accompanied by screams and the sound of flesh being penetrated, the Wei Family members were skewered by the Flowing Light Sword like candied haws, blood flying in all directions.

Not only that, because the blade of the Flowing Light Sword itself carried a terrifying Sword Light. Those who were swept by the Sword Light were either killed or injured.

Just this flying sword caused over twenty Wei Family Disciples’ casualties.

Seeing this scene, could Wei Jiuhe and the others still laugh? It’d be strange! These people, perhaps not as important as Wei Leng, were also Wei Family Disciples!

And some people like Nian Lan couldn’t help but laugh upon seeing this. Watching has its risks too!

Jing Yan, after throwing the Flowing Light Sword, showed no hesitation.

"Is that so? No threat? Hehe..." Jing Yan’s figure moved like lightning, leaving a clear afterimage in the space.

"Sky Wings!" Jing Yan had never used the Sky Wings Body Technique Martial Art since he arrived at the Wei Family.

It was all for this sudden burst at this moment!

Using the Sky Wings Martial Art, Jing Yan’s speed instantly escalated to a limit. In less than the blink of an eye, he was already approaching Wei Zhenzhi.

How could Wei Zhenzhi expect that Jing Yan, even injured, could be much faster than when he was uninjured? By the time he reacted, Jing Yan was already close to him, causing his pupils to constrict as he waved the Magic Artifact in his hand trying to repel the approaching Jing Yan.

"What does this boy want to do?"

"Does he think that by getting close to me, he’ll have a chance to kill me? Ridiculous! Little creature, I’ll make you completely despair!" Although Wei Zhenzhi didn’t believe Jing Yan posed any threat, he still tried his best to stop Jing Yan from getting close.

Wei Zhenzhi was also immensely irritated. To think that killing a teenage boy in the Early Innate stage would be so troublesome was already embarrassing for him!

"Shua!" Another black light appeared in Jing Yan’s hand.

A top-quality weapon!

This short sword, which Jing Yan had obtained from a Dark Night Assassin, was a top-quality weapon even superior to the Flowing Light Sword.