Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 2167: Death of the Golden Lion King

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Chapter 2167: Chapter 2167: Death of the Golden Lion King

"Such boastful words!"

Amidst the flashing lightning, the Golden Lion King ’Steve Simpson’, hearing Wyatt Barnes’ words, couldn’t help but laugh angrily.

As if he had heard the greatest ’joke’!

He, Steve Simpson, one of the four Great Dharma Kings of the Mysterious Buddha Sect, a presence that has reached the ’Seventh Transformation of the Saint Immortal’.

Across the entire Martial Dao Sacred Land, he is counted as one of the outstanding figures among the Seventh Transformation of Saint Immortal strong ones!

This is evident from his ranking on the Extreme Saint Ranking.

Steve Simpson is ranked ’eighteenth’ on the Extreme Saint Ranking!

It’s worth knowing that among those ranked on the Extreme Saint Ranking, their cultivation is comparable to his, but only a handful are ranked before him.

And today, a young punk dares to boast so shamelessly, to hardly pay him any mind...

This certainly makes him furious!

"Boastful words?"

Upon hearing Steve Simpson’s angry sneer, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but snort with laughter, "You’ll know soon enough if it’s boastful!"

"Then I must see for myself!"

Steve Simpson sneered again, as his body swayed, employing his martial arts movement technique and divine ability, charging towards Wyatt Barnes at a faster speed.

Now, Steve Simpson resembled a furious lion, eager to tear apart the ’prey’ that dared to mock him!

Whoosh!

Almost simultaneously as Steve Simpson accelerated, the immortal treasure ’Splendid Fairy Sword’ appeared in Wyatt Barnes’ hand.

As Wyatt Barnes infused it with his solar Saint Origin, the Splendid Fairy Sword brimmed instantly with radiant brilliance.

Terrifying destruction aura pervaded outward, causing the group of watching loose cultivators to feel a chill run down their spines.

"This sword is because you failed to educate your son properly!"

When Wyatt Barnes spoke again, the Splendid Fairy Sword in his hand transformed into a swift sword ray, ’whoosh’, flying out of his grasp, heading directly towards Steve Simpson.

This sword was infused not only with the utmost limit of Wyatt Barnes’ solar Saint Origin but also with the third realm of the supreme Sword Dao mental technique, Supreme Heart Sword, granting him the ’Sword Control Skill’.

When the ’Sword Control Skill’ of Supreme Heart Sword appears, who can compete?

Just ask, ’Who else is there’?

Everything happened within the flashing lightning.

To the group of loose cultivators watching, the sword in Wyatt Barnes’ hand seemed to vanish into thin air, leaving only a fleeting, piercing sword whistle.

But in Steve Simpson’s eyes, he saw a sword ray flash swiftly towards him.

"So fast!"

This was his first thought subconsciously, even before he felt fear.

As this thought arose subconsciously, followed by growing fear.

He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, followed by a ’crack’ sound entering his ear.

As he instinctively looked down, he shockingly discovered:

His right arm had parted from him!

Sliced off at the shoulder!

Blood surged brilliantly from the severed arm!

"This sword is because you falsely accused me of obtaining the supreme sacred weapon ’Traceless Sword’!"

Wyatt Barnes’ voice sounded again.

Crack!

Before Steve Simpson could react, before he lightning-fast stretched out his left hand to catch the severed right arm, Wyatt Barnes’ sword again sliced Steve Simpson’s left arm off at the shoulder.

This time, despite his extraordinary strength, Steve Simpson couldn’t suppress a groan of pain.

While stopping the bleeding at both shoulder stumps, his body froze in the distant void, his eyes wide with shock and fear at Wyatt Barnes.

He couldn’t have imagined:

Before today, Wyatt Barnes, whom he never considered noteworthy, now possessed such formidable and terrifying strength!

Just those two swords Wyatt Barnes wielded could have claimed his life!

However, Wyatt Barnes seemed to be toying with him, deliberately avoiding vital points; otherwise, he would be dead by now!

This point, he can be sure.

"How is this possible?!"

"In just three years’ time... how could he possess such formidable strength?!"

"Could it be... he encountered some extraordinary chance these three years?!"

Steve Simpson couldn’t believe and was unwilling to believe.

Someone he once considered an ’ant’ now possesses the strength to easily kill him!

At this moment, he even wondered whether he was dreaming!

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

...

Meanwhile, the group of loose cultivators watching finally came back to their senses. After coming to their senses, they couldn’t help but gasp collectively.

Everything that happened earlier took place in a flash of lightning, leaving them without even a chance to react.

It wasn’t until Steve Simpson halted his charge towards Wyatt Barnes that they snapped back to reality, simultaneously shocked by the ’setback’ Steve Simpson had just suffered in front of Wyatt Barnes!

"Oh my god! Can someone tell me... am I dreaming? This... this is too unbelievable!"

A young loose cultivator exclaimed in horror and disbelief.

"I also find it unbelievable... ranked eighteenth on the Extreme Saint Ranking, the Golden Lion King of the Mysterious Buddha Sect ’Steve Simpson’, didn’t even have a chance to get close to Wyatt Barnes before Wyatt effortlessly severed both his arms with two swings of the sword?"

Another middle-aged loose cultivator marveled, then stared at Wyatt Barnes with an expression akin to seeing a ghost, unable to look away, as if Wyatt had some sort of special ’charm’.

"Was the ’Golden Lion King’, one of the four Great Dharma Kings of the Mysterious Buddha Sect, just rendered useless like that?"

"Though hard to believe... the facts are right before our eyes, leaving us no choice but to believe!"

"When the Golden Lion King arrived, he was full of spirit, like a ’lion’... but now, he resembles a ’stray dog’!"

"The Golden Lion King seems to have yet to recover... perhaps he’s just bewildered by how someone he once regarded as an ’ant’ could so quickly wield such overwhelming power!"

"If the Golden Lion King is bewildered... am I not bewildered as well?"

...

The ’strength’ Wyatt Barnes exhibited in that brief moment not only shocked the Golden Lion King but also frightened a group of young loose cultivators.

Before the Golden Lion King’s arms were rendered useless, although they knew Wyatt Barnes was powerful, they never expected him to be stronger than the Golden Lion King!

At the time, they unanimously believed:

Wyatt Barnes would be killed by Steve Simpson, the Golden Lion King!

However, reality gave them a resounding ’slap in the face’.

Wyatt Barnes not only wasn’t killed by Steve Simpson but instead, in a casual move, rendered Steve Simpson’s arms useless, turning him into an ’invalid’ with paralyzed limbs! 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

After finally coming to his senses, the Golden Lion King ’Steve Simpson’ realized that Wyatt Barnes’s current power was terrifyingly beyond his ability to confront!

"Escape!!"

This thought immediately surfaced in his mind.

Escape! Escape! Escape!

...

Once the thought arose, it was impossible to suppress it.

Swish!!

In an instant, Steve Simpson moved, but instead of continuing towards Wyatt Barnes, he turned and fled in the opposite direction.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

Accompanied by thunderous sounds, the vast Saint Origin raging around Steve Simpson’s body shook the void, echoing with explosive noises.

At this moment, Steve Simpson unleashed all his power and poured forth all his techniques!

Just to escape to safety!

He had completely set aside the ’vengeance for his son’, only wishing to survive, even though the chances were slim.

"This sword proves that my earlier words were not ’arrogant’!"

Almost simultaneously as Steve Simpson turned to flee, Wyatt Barnes’s voice rang out again, spreading far and wide.

Falling into the ears of the surrounding loose cultivators, leaving them with a sense of bone-chilling fear.

Whew!!

An ear-piercing sword whistle that was fleeting sounded almost the moment Wyatt Barnes finished speaking.

And Steve Simpson, who heard the sword whistle, trembled violently, like a ’frightened bird’, slowing down for a moment before speeding up again, continuing his escape!

Thud!

Almost at the moment Steve Simpson sped up, another light sound spread.

Under the eyes of all, a ghastly, terrifying ’blood hole’ suddenly appeared on the back of Steve Simpson’s head as he fled, with blood spurting out like money was no object...

This scene left the surrounding loose cultivators in a dead silence.

Until they saw Wyatt Barnes fly forward, taking off Steve Simpson’s ’Storage Ring’, allowing Steve Simpson’s corpse to fall from the sky.

They came back to their senses, as if coordinated, their gazes uniformly fixed on Wyatt Barnes.

In the depths of their eyes, there was nothing but terror.

With two sword strikes crippling Steve Simpson, and a third sword decisively killing him...

At this moment, many couldn’t help but have the same question arise in their hearts:

Was the person killed by Wyatt Barnes really one of the four Great Dharma Kings of the Mysterious Buddha Sect, the Golden Lion King ’Steve Simpson’? Was he really the eighteenth ranked master on the Extreme Saint Ranking?

A group of loose cultivators naturally noticed Wyatt Barnes’s gaze but didn’t bother to respond.

Currently, having just devoured Steve Simpson’s ’innate talent root’, Wyatt Barnes’s ’innate talent root’ was further enhanced...

Nevertheless, despite Steve Simpson’s talents being a ’blue root’, it was still a drop in the ocean to him now.

After all, his innate talent root was already a ’purple root’, surpassing the ’blue root’ in rank!

"Wonder when my innate talent root’s color can transform from ’light purple’ to normal ’purple’... once transformed, my talent will be further enhanced, and my cultivation speed will be even faster!"

"By then, with the fourth layer of the Jewel Tower’s ’time flow speed’ assisting, my cultivation progress will not just be thousands of miles a day... no, tens of thousands of miles a day!"

With this thought, Wyatt Barnes’s mood was once again stirred.