Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 765 - 763: One Sword!

"You’re welcome to see my face."

Cold winds swirled around Xue Wu Qing as he gazed at the middle-aged swordsman, his eyes filled with a breathtaking, chilly brightness.

"However, you must forfeit your lives."

"Arrogant! You are just a monster from the Blood Demon Sect!"

The thin martial artist standing to the right burst into anger. A menacing aura rose from him, and he launched a furious attack with his sword.

WHOOSH!

The gloom of night was torn apart as a thick, powerful stream of Sword Qi tore through the air, producing a thunderous sound before appearing in front of Xue Wu Qing in an instant.

"Hmph!"

Ice glinted in Xue Wu Qing’s eyes. As though he had eyes in the back of his head, he unsheathed his sword and thrust it forward without even looking back.

SPLURT!

The thick Sword Qi was torn apart, a trail of icy light flashing in the void. The next moment, the thin martial artist was sliced in two, a rain of blood spraying out into the sky.

BOOM!

A mountain peak a hundred zhang beyond the thin martial artist trembled slightly. Its peak was smoothly sheared off, fragments falling with a thunderous crash that shook the hearts of everyone present.

"Third Brother!"

The middle-aged swordsman was stunned, his eyes now filled with thick, bloody streaks as he looked towards Xue Wu Qing.

"No matter who you are, I’ll shred you to pieces today! Attack together, kill him!"

"Kill!"

A murderous intent burst forth from the eyes of the three martial artists. Their Yuan Qi surged as they launched themselves at Xue Wu Qing.

"Fiery Flame One Sword!"

"Wind Cold Shadows!"

"Split Mountain Cloud Piercing Palm!"

These three martial artists were all at the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Their all-out attacks caused the space itself to tremble slightly. Sharp strands of Sword Qi, hidden in violent palm winds, rolled towards Xue Wu Qing. Everywhere they passed, the air exploded layer by layer, giving the sensation of a catastrophic disaster, as though the end of the world was nigh!

"Stubborn fools!"

With a cold gaze, Xue Wu Qing smirked maliciously. He held his snow-colored thin sword in one hand and took a single step forward.

Although there was no moonlight, the thick shadows of the night were silently parted, and the space was illuminated by a cold light that made everything crystal clear.

SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING!

The sword gleamed as streams of icy Sword Qi flew out in all directions. In just an instant, the combined attack of the three martial artists was cleanly shattered.

The three martial artists remained stationary. Suddenly, the bodies of the two in front fell apart in pieces, a hint of coldness emitting from the severed sections. No blood was seen, making it eerily bizarre.

The middle-aged swordsman, having the highest cultivation, did not die immediately. At that moment, he held his sword with both hands in front of him. On his three-finger-wide sword blade, there was a fingertip-sized hole, which pierced straight through his throat.

"Heaven Cold... Xuan Ming Sword! You are from Floating Snow Hall... Who are you..."

With his dying breath, the middle-aged swordsman glared at Xue Wu Qing and asked in a hoarse voice.

CRACK!

At this moment, the bamboo hat on Xue Wu Qing’s head split open, revealing a cold face underneath.

"It’s you!"

The middle-aged swordsman’s eyes widened, seemingly in disbelief. In his shock, he coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

SCHLICK!

A cold glint flashed in Xue Wu Qing’s eyes. With another slash of his sword, he beheaded the middle-aged swordsman, declaring coldly, "You were capable of blocking one of my strikes, signifying you still had some strength. Deplorably, you lack judgment and don’t know when to advance or retreat."

Luo Feng, hidden amongst the clouds, watched Xue Wu Qing, his gaze intensifying.

Despite this man’s petty character, his real power was beyond ordinary.

The four martial artists earlier—three of whom were at the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and the middle-aged swordsman at the late fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm—were all killed in a single move without any chance to fight back! It seemed Xue Wu Qing was not taking them seriously.

However, after witnessing this, Luo Feng became more certain about his gut feelings.

Xue Wu Qing is a seventh-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist. I’m no match for him...

As he watched Xue Wu Qing, who stood as straight as a ramrod, Luo Feng slowed his breath, not allowing any of his aura to leak.

If he were to be noticed by the other side now, he would likely meet the same fate as the four martial artists earlier.

Hmm?

At this moment, Luo Feng’s eyebrows raised, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes as he looked towards the sky on Xue Wu Qing’s right.

In the high sky to the right, hidden by the clouds, a blood-colored light had started to rise at some unknown point.

The blood-colored light grew larger and larger, tinting the surrounding air. Careful observation revealed a silhouette wrapped in the light, speeding towards them faster than sound.

WHOOSH!

The blood-colored light flashed and instantly appeared beside Xue Wu Qing. A middle-aged martial artist walked out of it.

He was dressed in blood-colored clothing with two blood-colored sabers slung around his waist. His face was extremely hideous; a chunk of his mouth was cut off, revealing his stark white teeth. Any expression he made became a terrifying grimace, like a demonic ghost emerging into the world, causing an instinctual shiver in others.

Blood Saber Guards...

Upon seeing the sudden appearance of the figure, Luo Feng’s heart stirred, and a look of alertness flashed in his eyes. He held his breath, and his whole being seemed to meld with the surrounding night, making it very difficult for anyone to distinguish him unless they were close and searching carefully.

This middle-aged martial artist who’d appeared is clearly one of the infamous Blood Saber Guards under the command of the Blood Saber Demon General of the Blood Demon Sect.

Moreover, I feel that this man’s aura is not weaker than Xue Wu Qing’s. He’s another terrifying seventh-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist.

The blood-clad middle-aged man stood ten paces from Xue Wu Qing, a hideous grin on his face. He let out a grating cackle. "Seeking Death Cold Sword Xue Wu Qing, you have indeed lived up to your fame. You strike ruthlessly; you certainly have the style of our Demon Sect!"

Seeing him, Xue Wu Qing showed no surprise and responded expressionlessly, "Xueyuan, as the First Captain of the Blood Saber Guards, you also enjoy such acts of voyeurism. You’ve been here for a while, so why hide? Were you perhaps waiting for them and me to cripple each other so you could reap the rewards like a fisherman?"

"Xue Wu Qing, you’re overthinking it. We’re friends in the same boat now; how could I harbor such intentions?"

Xueyuan waved his hand dismissively, but the terrifying smile on his face held no persuasive power.

"I am no friend to a Demon Sect fiend like you," Xue Wu Qing snorted coldly.

Hearing this, Xueyuan burst into laughter, his face full of mockery. "A Demon Sect fiend? Xue Wu Qing, why bother being so sanctimonious in front of me? I saw you slaughter those innocent Martial Artists without any hesitation. You were three parts more ruthless than I. In my opinion, you’re more of a Demon Sect fiend than I am."

Xue Wu Qing’s brows twitched violently. He glared at Xueyuan and said, "You still have the gall to mention this? I told you to act carefully, yet you still used Blood Demon Sect martial arts to kill people, leaving evidence for others to find! You nearly got me killed!"

"Xue Wu Qing, calm down. I was accidentally discovered by them yesterday, and my hand slipped, so I just killed them," Xueyuan said, waving his hand dismissively. "You and I are cooperating to kill Shui Linglong, the Second Hall Master of Linglong Hall. You don’t want this exposed, and I don’t want others to know, thinking I relied on you to gain merit. We’re in the same boat now; why would I harm you?"

So that’s how it is!

Hearing Xueyuan’s words, Luo Feng glanced at Xue Wu Qing, smirking inwardly. Who would have thought that an elder of Floating Snow Hall would be the one tipping off the Demon Sect!

"Hmph, you’d better ensure that. Otherwise, if anything untoward happens to me, you won’t live to see tomorrow’s sun," Xue Wu Qing snorted coldly, looking at Xueyuan.

"I used the news of Luo Feng being in danger in the Red Flame Desert to trick Shui Linglong into going to the Red Flame Desert. I thought you people could eliminate her. I never expected that the Blood Demon Sect, which claims to be one of the six great Demon Sects of the West Desert Demon Realm, couldn’t even kill a single woman..."

At this, a savage fury flashed across Xueyuan’s face. He gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren’t for the sudden appearance of those people from the Sacred Land..."

Xue Wu Qing waved his hand, interrupting, "I don’t want to hear excuses. Now that Shui Linglong has returned to Linglong Hall, killing her again is as difficult as ascending to heaven. I no longer hold any hope for you. Our past grievances are settled. Why were you in such a hurry to find me this time?"

Xueyuan licked his lips, staring at Xue Wu Qing with a strange smile. "I want you to do me another favor: help me kill Luo Feng."

"Luo Feng?" Xue Wu Qing looked startled.

Hidden nearby, Luo Feng was also stunned and pricked up his ears to listen.

"That’s right. Luo Feng offended our Blood Saber Demon General. The Demon General previously dispatched four Blood Saber Guard Captains to hunt him down. I originally thought he had been killed, but unexpectedly, he’s still alive. This person must die!"

Xueyuan narrowed his eyes, a murderous glint deep within his pupils. I’d heard of Luo Feng by chance before but never paid him much mind. I never imagined that a previously insignificant character could grow so quickly, defeating a New Dragon List expert at such a young age. If given time, he will undoubtedly become a major threat to the Demon Sect in the future. Therefore, he must be eliminated.

Seeing Xue Wu Qing remain silent, Xueyuan laughed. "Xue Wu Qing, what are you still considering? This should be a good thing for you too. I know about the enmity between you and Shui Linglong. Luo Feng is Shui Linglong’s personally chosen Disciple. Don’t you want him dead? Moreover, after this is done, I can give you fifty thousand Grade Two Yuan Stones as a reward."

Xue Wu Qing remained expressionless for a moment, then shook his head. "I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you."

"Why?" Xueyuan asked coldly.

"I do indeed want to kill Luo Feng, but I will find an opportunity to do it myself," Xue Wu Qing stated indifferently.

Xueyuan frowned slightly. "Luo Feng took only three months to advance from the third level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm to the fifth level. This person’s potential is extraordinary. If we don’t eliminate him quickly, in some more time, even you might not be his opponent."

"I am naturally aware of this point."

A murderous light flashed in Xue Wu Qing’s eyes as he said coldly, "I have already arranged for spies. They will make a move on his way back to the Golden Palace."

Seeing Xue Wu Qing’s resolute expression, Xueyuan revealed a strange smile. "So that’s the case. It seems I was being meddlesome. With the Seeking Death Cold Sword taking action, that Luo Feng will have no escape, even if he had wings. Then I shall take my leave first. I wish you success!"

Xueyuan cackled strangely and was about to leave.

Witnessing this, Luo Feng frowned.

If Xueyuan leaves, then the matter of Xue Wu Qing collaborating with the Demon Sect will be just my word alone; likely no one will believe me.

But both Xueyuan and Xue Wu Qing are seventh-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists. With my current strength, I’m no match for them at all...

Just as Luo Feng was in a dilemma, Xue Wu Qing’s voice suddenly sounded, "Does the Blood Saber Demon General know about the matter between us?"

Xueyuan stopped and shook his head. "Rest assured. If word of our cooperation got out within the sect, it would cause considerable trouble for me too. This matter is known only to you, me, Heaven, and Earth. No third person will ever know."

"That’s good." Xue Wu Qing nodded.

"We’ll cooperate again in the future. Farewell."

Xueyuan smiled, his figure transforming into a streak of blood-red light and shooting into the sky.

At that very instant, a sword strike Xue Wu Qing had been preparing for a long time whistled out.

SWISH!

The air was pierced, and a biting Sword Qi flashed through the void.

PFFT!

Xueyuan cried out in pain and stumbled. His entire right arm had been pierced by the Sword Qi, blood streaming out.