The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 850 - 671 Xie Nian’s Death, Supporting the Back [1 More Update]
Chapter 850: 671 Xie Nian’s Death, Supporting the Back [1 More Update]
This voice carried Inner Strength, suddenly resounding for miles, making everyone’s eardrums ache.
Xie Kongming didn’t even have time to react before he was slammed to the ground like a cannonball.
"Crack!"
Instantly, a deep pit appeared.
"!!!"
On the Spectator Stage, all the Ancient Martial Artists were shocked, instinctively raising their heads to look toward the source of the voice.
It was a tall, upright figure, also descending from the horizon.
As if stepping on stairs, he descended from the sky step by step.
Stable as usual, as if walking on flat ground.
He wore a black trench coat, the fierce wind blowing open his coat, revealing his exquisite collarbone.
A strong scent of blood arose, the man like a Devil crawling out of Hell.
Carrying deadly bewitchment, yet representing death.
"..."
A dead silence fell over Autumn Leaf Lake.
Everyone stared at this suddenly appearing handsome man, their breaths nearly stopping.
Fu Yunshen’s face was quite famous in the Ancient Martial World; many in the Lin, Xie, and Yue families recognized him.
And everyone knew that Xie Kongming had over two hundred and thirty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation.
Though not the highest cultivation, he was definitely a dominant figure in the Ancient Martial World.
But he was already nearing three hundred years old.
Three hundred years, the lifespan limit for many Ancient Martial Artists.
And Fu Yunshen?
He absolutely wasn’t even twenty-five years old!
How could this be possible?!
Ying Zijin, a Grandmaster of Ancient Martial Arts under twenty, was enough to shake the Ancient Martial World.
And now, Fu Yunshen, under twenty-five, had surpassed Xie Kongming in Ancient Martial Cultivation!
What concept was this?
The most shocked were the disciples of the Lin Family.
Especially the young man who had scorned Fu Yunshen at the annual auction in the Ancient Martial World; he couldn’t believe his eyes.
"Patriarch!" The young man opened his mouth, finding his voice after a long time, his teeth trembling, "How could his cultivation be this strong?"
The Lin Family had investigated thoroughly at the time.
Fu Yunshen was not from the Ancient Martial World at all, and there wasn’t a single Ancient Martial Artist in his ancestry.
This meant he couldn’t have a genetic mutation to possess Ancient Martial Talent.
But not only did he have it, he far surpassed all the young talents in the Ancient Martial World.
Lin Jinyun was also astounded.
Though he knew Fu Yunshen was Shadow, he didn’t expect Fu Yunshen’s cultivation to reach such heights.
His expression darkened, lips pursed slightly, feeling some regret.
If the Lin Family had known ten years ago about Fu Yunshen’s terrifying future, they would have strangled him in the cradle, not giving him any chance to grow!
Lin Jinyun gritted his teeth.
Each hid deeper than the last.
The surrounding commotion didn’t affect Ying Zijin. She raised her hand, releasing Inner Strength.
Xie Nian’s feet left the ground, and she was fixed in the air.
Like mending a tattered garment, the Gold and Silver Needles in Ying Zijin’s hand pierced into Xie Nian’s body one by one.
Xie Nian’s vision was already blurred, she couldn’t see Fu Yunshen’s features clearly, only recognizing who he was through the exclamations from the Spectator Stage.
Of course, she had heard Fu Yunshen’s name.
A person from the Secular World with considerable Ancient Martial Talent was already rare.
But Xie Nian had never paid attention to him.
But now, those she once looked down on all trampled on her.
How could she endure this?!
Suddenly, Xie Nian’s body felt cold.
"Crack crack——"
Her top shattered under the force of Inner Strength, falling in pieces.
Except for Fu Yunshen, who had his back to the stage and restrained the Xie Family, all the male Ancient Martial Artists present saw Xie Nian’s body.
Her body was covered in Gold and Silver Needles, blood dripping down.
Ravaged, shocking, not at all beautiful.
"Damn!" Jiang Ran was stunned for a second, then quickly put on an eye mask, "Dirtied my eyes."
Xie Nian glared, an unprecedented sense of humiliation causing her tears to fall.
She made "ha ha" sounds in her throat, almost losing her mind, "Ying... Ying! Ah——!!!"
Xie Nian couldn’t speak coherently. freēwēbnovel.com
Just now, a Golden Needle had pierced her throat, completely destroying her vocal cords.
At least fifty or sixty Gold and Silver Needles had pierced Xie Nian’s body, each sealing one of her acupoints.
But she still hadn’t died.
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