The Sword God of the Universe-Chapter 166: Freeze Frame

"Foreigners set up a platform right in front of your family’s gate to provoke a challenge, and your family’s descendants face the battle for the family honor. In any family, shouldn’t the family stand by their side?"

"But what about the Jing Family?"

"The manager of the Jing Family, Jing Shanqu, actually spoke for the outsiders and even scolded his own family members who responded to the challenge!"

"How can such a family prosper?"

"Many martial artists who were watching were initially just there for the entertainment, but now, they felt pity for Jing Yan. It’s not worth it for such a family!"

"On the platform, Jing Yan slowly took out the reddish magic artifact, the Skyfire Sword."

"The Skyfire Sword was the name Jing Yan gave to this magic artifact, which he had obtained from Wei Zhenzhi, the Great Elder of the Wei Family. Jing Yan did not want to continue using its previous name, so he gave it a new one."

"Skyfire Sword!"

"Magic artifact?"

"Seeing the Skyfire Sword that Jing Yan took out, Suo Wen’s pupils suddenly constricted, and immediately a greedy look appeared."

"The spear he used was only a top-quality mortal weapon. Jing Yan actually had a magic artifact, truly a waste of a gem!"

"He had to kill Jing Yan and seize this magic artifact! In an instant, Suo Wen made up his mind."

"Although he didn’t use a longsword but a spear, the value of a magic artifact was extremely high. He could completely take Jing Yan’s magic artifact back to Divine Wind Academy and exchange it for one suitable for himself. With a magic artifact, his combat power could rise again!"

"Thinking this, a red light burst forth in Suo Wen’s eyes, and his fighting spirit soared even higher."

"Even the edges of the platform, where Zhao Yifeng and Cai Guanglin stood, displayed greedy looks. Neither of them had a magic artifact. Regrettably, on the platform about to kill Jing Yan was Suo Wen, not them. This magic artifact also wouldn’t be their share."

"Jing Yan, die!"

"Suo Wen’s gaze hardened, and he shouted in a low voice."

"Sky Splitting Spear Technique!" Suo Wen roared.

"On his black spear, primordial energy surged, and shadows of the spear, like myriad venomous snakes, swept across the sky."

"The Sky Splitting Spear Technique is a top-grade martial art."

"Suo Wen, a martial artist in the Innate Middle Stage and a student of Divine Wind Academy, a disciple of a deacon, naturally possessed resources far beyond those of ordinary students. It was reasonable for him to cultivate top-grade martial arts."

"You little bastard, I said I’d drill ninety-nine holes in you, and when I say it, I definitely do it. I won’t just kill you outright!" Suo Wen’s sinister voice, along with the myriad spear shadows, slowly spread."

"The nearby martial artists, upon hearing his voice, all felt a chilling sensation."

"It’s Sky Splitting Spear Technique, top-grade martial arts. It looks like Brother Suo Wen has cultivated this martial art to a very profound level," said Zhao Yifeng with glowing eyes."

"Hehe, Brother Suo Wen is really something, using top-grade martial arts to kill a Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven martial artist, talk about overkill with a cleaver. If it were me, a simple slash would have killed Jing Yan," chuckled Cai Guanglin."

"He spoke lightly, but he also knew that Jing Yan, capable of defeating Jing Tianlong of Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven, was not a match for ordinary Postnatal martial artists. Of course, even if Jing Yan was strong, his opponent now was Suo Wen, so he was undoubtedly doomed."

"Thinking of a monstrous genius of the Jing Family soon dying made Cai Guanglin’s heart thrill with excitement."

"To see the Jing Family suffer losses, Cai Guanglin, being from the Cai Family, felt joy as if he had gained a huge bargain."

"And at a distance, some of the watching martial artists, among them, were also some discerning powerhouses."

"When they saw the terrifying spear shadows sweeping toward Jing Yan, they knew Jing Yan was doomed unless a miracle occurred; otherwise, Jing Yan would surely die at Suo Wen’s hands."

"The power of top-grade martial arts was too terrifying."

"The Jing Family, how foolish they were. At this point, no elder had come out to save Jing Yan."

"Just bearing such loss, were the Clan Leader and others of the Jing Family really indifferent?"

"Some martial artists cast their gaze towards the Jing Family Mansion, seemingly still waiting for the Jing Family’s elders and powerhouses to come out and save Jing Yan."

"Die!"

"At that moment, Jing Yan let out a roar."

"The Skyfire Sword, with its patterned blade, a dazzling red light swept across."

"Moon Cutting Sword Technique!"

"The red sword light solidified in the air into the shape of a red crescent moon."

"The power radiated outwards."

"This crescent moon slightly paused in the air and then, at a terrifying speed, charged toward the completely black spear shadows."

"Hmm?"

"Could it be an Innate Realm martial artist?"

"Upon Jing Yan making his move, Suo Wen sensed the Qi fluctuations from Jing Yan’s body. It seemed Jing Yan was not Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven but the Innate Realm."

"Suo Wen felt a slight anger inside."

"Damn it, Zhao Yifeng, you actually told me Jing Yan was just Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven, but this is clearly the Innate Realm."

"However, although Suo Wen was angry with Zhao Yifeng, he didn’t think it was a big deal. Even if Jing Yan was Innate Realm, he couldn’t possibly be his opponent."

"Just Upper Grade Martial Arts Moon Cutting Sword Technique, trying to counter my Sky Splitting Spear Technique? Ridiculous!" Suo Wen sneered, his eyes fixed, waiting for his myriad spears to pierce through Jing Yan, creating ninety-nine holes."

"Pfft!"

"The red sword light collided with the black spear shadows, and the surrounding light trembled slightly."

"Then, a moment that made everyone’s brain freeze occurred."

"The fierce myriad black spear shadows were instantly torn apart by the red sword light. The red sword light encountered little resistance, broke through the blockade of the black spear shadows, and charged towards Suo Wen."

"No!"

"Suo Wen’s face turned pale, his eyes widened in horror, and he roared, his figure continuously retreating, the Primordial Energy inside his Fog Vortex suddenly spurred to the limit, and his black spear frantically danced trying to block."

"Shh!"

"The red sword light swept aside Suo Wen’s spear, piercing into his head."

"Everything seemed to freeze at that moment. Everything went still."

"Under countless gazes!"

"On Suo Wen’s forehead, a red spot gradually appeared and then grew larger, forming a bloody hole. A small amount of blood trickled out."

"And Suo Wen’s imposing aura, like a receding tide, rapidly faded, his figure still retreating from inertia. After retreating two more steps, he finally fell backward."

"Clank!" The top-quality black spear fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. That sound seemed to strike at the hearts of all the nearby martial artists."