Chapter 1853 - 1854: Sword Qi Burst
Chapter 1853 - 1854: Sword Qi Burst
At this moment, Ling Zhenfei's hand moved slightly, and the Tang sword was instantly drawn.
A flash of cold light accompanied by powerful spiritual energy shot out from the scabbard, slicing toward one of them.
This person had no weapon in hand, making it easier for Ling Zhenfei to find a flaw. The strike was incredibly hard to resist.
But there were two of them, after all, and the other one quickly realized his companion's predicament. His hand surged with spiritual energy, and he brought his injured dagger up to meet it.
Boom!
The dagger flew out, but it successfully dispelled Ling Zhenfei's move.
Now both of them were unarmed.
Ling Zhenfei's sword was sheathed again, and his right hand returned to the sword hilt.
Ling Zhenfei smiled slightly and said, "Now can you talk properly with me?"
The expressions of the two were still about the same.
"What's there to discuss with you? I really didn't expect you to ruin our plan. Do you know where we're from?"
Ling Zhenfei said, "I precisely don't know your background, that's why I want to talk, but you keep refusing."
One of them retorted, "Kid, I advise you not to provoke us, otherwise you'll regret it."
Ling Zhenfei was surprised and said, "Oh? Then tell me who you are so formidable that I can't provoke you."
One of them glanced at Ling Zhenfei and said, "Do you know Li Hen Palace?"
Ling Zhenfei froze for a moment after hearing it, "You belong to Li Hen Palace?"
Ling Zhenfei was exceedingly curious about Li Hen Palace, especially those two he encountered at Bin Qi Wu.
They made Ling Zhenfei feel excessively mysterious; he truly did not know what Li Hen Palace was all about.
"So, are you scared?" one of them laughed.
The other said, "That's odd. Our sect is very secretive, how did he know about us?"
"Don't you understand? Of course, it's because of this Foreign Land Space that our sect's strength has surged."
Ling Zhenfei watched these two pose questions to themselves and negate them, feeling slightly shocked.
However, his words managed to buy back time. Those who had left earlier had returned and surrounded the two.
Earlier, Gu Feng's face seemed very unpleasant, but seeing his people return now, he felt much better.
At this moment, the two sensed something was amiss.
"Kid, you're playing us."
Ling Zhenfei said, "Why would I play you? I'm just very curious to ask what you mean by all this, what is Li Hen Palace?"
"Our Li Hen Palace is the world's strongest sect, and our sect's Clan Leader is invincible with Divine Skill."
Previously, Ling Zhenfei noticed that Li Hen Palace seemed like a cult, embracing individual heroism and worship.
The Palace Master is also the Clan Leader, considered extremely powerful and even somewhat mythologized.
Rumor has it that the Palace Master can even directly enhance one's cultivation, a divine power beyond mortal ability.
Last time at Bin Qi Wu, Ling Zhenfei nearly clashed with Li Hen Palace members; this time, conflict seems inevitable.
One of them said, "Our Clan Leader's request is simple: we need one thing."
"What thing?" Ling Zhenfei asked.
"Stop pretending; I made it very clear last time I came."
Ling Zhenfei actually wanted them to speak because he was curious about the Moergawa Royal Heirloom.
This item was brought over by the Moergawa royalty from Huaxia, deemed a Royal Heirloom, but no one knows what it is.
Ling Zhenfei's curiosity piqued due to the unknown, hoping they would reveal it.
But these two did not disclose it.
Ling Zhenfei said, "Looks like you won't be getting the item today; look around, think you can escape?"
One of them laughed, saying, "If you dare, make a move. I'll tell you now, even if we die, half your people will accompany us. Believe it or not."
Ling Zhenfei knew they spoke truthfully; their skill might make it possible.
Ling Zhenfei said, "You're overly confident; know that there are many here like me, you've seen my strength."
One of them said, "I noticed your sword technique resembles the Ittō-ryū Sword Drawing Technique; are you a ninja?"
Ling Zhenfei replied, "I'm not some lousy ninja, but I'm stronger than one."
The two looked at Ling Zhenfei, fear finally revealing in their eyes.
Originally, they came to handle Gu Feng, but now it seems they were the ones caught in a trap.
One of them looked at Ling Zhenfei and said, "Never thought there'd be such a master in a place like Moergawa."
Ling Zhenfei said, "You thought no one here could handle you, so you came to flaunt, but I'm here to show you're wrong."
"Kid, you're skilled. If you're brave, remove your Human Skin Mask and show us your face, but offending our Li Hen Palace means you won't enjoy peace."
Ling Zhenfei let out a cold laugh, "What more do you want, still acting arrogant? You think we'll let you go?"
The two snorted, "Kid, your power is at Dawen Peak; we, in Late Dawen Realm, should manage you easily.
And here's a fact: you think Li Hen Palace is just the two of us? Our Great Elder is also on the island; if anything happens, he'll avenge us.
He'll wipe you all out; he has that strength."
Ling Zhenfei said, "You must pass the news to him first, but do you think you can still notify him?"
The two snorted disdainfully, "Perhaps our mission won't succeed this time, but fleeing should be possible."
Ling Zhenfei said, "Come and go as you please; do you think this Imperial Palace is a public restroom?"
Ling Zhenfei was truly angry, his spiritual energy beginning to condense slowly.
The two could obviously see it; spiritual energy gathered on them as they prepared for action.
In fact, Ling Zhenfei himself was uncertain about handling these two.
His previous words were meant to intimidate them, making them lose courage first.
As the two talked about escaping, their minds shifted to fleeing rather than defeating Ling Zhenfei.
Everyone understands to press the advantage.
Everything developed according to Ling Zhenfei's plan.
Now Ling Zhenfei's spiritual energy was almost fully consolidated, and he didn't draw his sword but instead struck at them with the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists.
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