Chapter 1815: Chapter 1812: A New Saintess?

He stepped into the void, looking down at Lin Xuan, and said coldly: "In my King Domain, I’ll make you wish you were dead!"

He had already decided not to let Lin Xuan die so easily.

However, Lin Xuan merely let out a cold snort and unleashed the Destructive Black Dragon Fist, a terrifying fist that transformed into a raging dragon, soaring straight into the sky.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, countless black dragons flew out from Lin Xuan’s fist, quickly colliding with the King Domain.

Crack crack crack!

In that moment, the Six-Star King’s King Domain shattered with numerous cracks, then was forcefully torn apart by the countless raging dragons.

"How is this possible?"

Everyone witnessing this scene was in disbelief, and the middle-aged man was struck as if by lightning, his body flying back again.

The radiance around him dimmed.

Shock, it was simply too shocking. He couldn’t believe it, his ultimate move, the King Domain, was broken by the opponent.

This was something he had never encountered in his life.

Who would have thought a Four-Star King could possess such a formidable combat power.

Even a Six-Star King couldn’t easily break through his domain, yet the opponent did so effortlessly.

"It’s over!"

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, extended his fingers, and a sharp sword light descended from the sky, piercing through the Six-Star King.

In total, just four moves were made to kill a Six-Star King, a feat that defied the heavens.

Surrounding martial artists of the Wanchu Sacred Land watched in shock.

And the young man from earlier, his face turned grim; he realized the opponent was overwhelmingly powerful.

This made him very uneasy, so he decided he must eliminate the opponent quickly.

"Go! Kill him for me!" The young man roared furiously.

Suddenly, around a dozen figures moved swiftly, launching terrifying attacks at Lin Xuan.

"Kid, you’re too arrogant! Dare to openly kill a Wanchu Sacred Land powerhouse?"

"No matter how formidable you are, you have no escape route in front of so many of us!"

"Kneel and die for some respite, or embrace the meaning of wishing you were dead!"

Five silhouettes arrived first, their expressions indifferent, their bodies brimming with vast strength and terrifying killing intent.

Faced with these formidable five, Lin Xuan said nothing as he drew the Nine Nether Demon Sword, thrusting it out.

This sword was plain and simple, without any dazzling brilliance or thunderous sound.

It seemed like an ordinary sword, slowly thrusting.

Yet, this seemingly ordinary swordsmanship caused the surrounding Kings’ expressions to change.

Because they sensed a potential crisis from this plain and unremarkable sword light.

Making them alarmed, their hair stood on end!

They understood this sword was far more terrifying than imagined.

The five roared, their bodies bursting with powerful energy as they attempted to jointly kill Lin Xuan.

But they underestimated this sword.

For this sword, was one move Lin Xuan had comprehended for half a year.

Poof!

One sword,

Only one sword was thrust.

Heaven and earth changed color, blood spraying, five miserable cries sounded, making the remaining Kings’ scalps tingle.

The five kingly silhouettes halted in the void, then fell heavily to the ground.

Their brows had a blood cave, pierced through by one sword.

Not only their bodies, even their souls were erased in an instant.

This scene caused the surrounding Kings to feel a chill in their hearts.

What kind of swordsmanship is this, instantly killing five strong Kings? It’s too terrifying!

The previously arrogant youth also trembled.

He lost all his previous arrogance, his eyes were full of fear. He had never seen such a terrifying swordsmanship.

How did the opponent achieve this?

"Damn it, all together, kill him for me!" The young man roared frantically, his body kept retreating, frantically issuing commands.

"Kill!"

The remaining eight Kings glanced at each other, then roared out.

Terrifying auras surged like wolf smoke, rolling forward, carrying terrifying brilliance that illuminated the entire sky.

This time, they received orders from the sect, the opponent must be single-handedly killed.

So, even if the opponent displayed great power, they had to act.

Boom boom boom!

The terrifying energy erupted instantly, and Lin Xuan swept his arm, behind him a cyan domain quickly emerged, enclosing the eight kings.

Buzz!

Sword Qi rampaged, immensely sharp, every strand of frightening Sword Qi, like lightning, streaked across the air swiftly.

Intense collision sounds rang out, then quickly disappeared.

This process was very brief, when the arrogant youth hadn’t reacted, Lin Xuan had already withdrawn the Dragon Sword Domain.

Then, eight kings’ bodies fell from the high sky.

Each was pierced by countless Sword Qi, with no breath left.

Facing Dragon Sword Domain, they stood no chance of resistance.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

The arrogant youth widened his eyes, unable to believe it. These terrifying Kings he brought were the sect’s elites.

Each one can make the entire space tremble.

But now, these people together couldn’t hold a Four-Star King? It’s really hard to believe!

Moreover, so many elite powerhouses were slain instantly, making him unable to believe.

"Now, it’s your turn."

Lin Xuan, holding the Nine Nether Demon Sword, was like a Killing God, staring coldly at him.

"Kid, if you dare touch me, you’re dead! My sister is already the Wanchu Saintess."

The youth gritted his teeth.

He dared not act, fearing that the opponent might kill him in one sword. So, he could only rely on his sister to intimidate the opponent.

Wanchu Saintess, the pinnacle existence among East Desolation’s younger generation. And potentially the future master of Wanchu Sacred Land.

Thus, even elder characters, great powers, when facing the Wanchu Saintess, must show respect.

Because she is the future master of Wanchu Sacred Land.

But such a glorious identity has no effect in front of Lin Xuan.

"Wanchu Saintess, so what?"

"Even if you’re the brother of Wanchu Saintess, or even the Saintess herself, I’ll kill you just the same!"

Facing the threat, Lin Xuan was disdainful.

He had killed great powers before, what’s a mere Saintess’ brother.

"My sister is in a nearby city, dare to move, you’re definitely dead!"

The youth made his last struggle.

"She’s nearby?"

Upon hearing, Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, originally he wanted to kill him, but now he changed his mind.

Since she’s nearby, he must finish off at once, so they won’t gather strongmen later.

So the next moment, Lin Xuan put away the Demon Sword, glaring coldly at him.

Seeing him suddenly stop and put away the sword, the youth was stunned, then smiled smugly.