80: Madness and slaughter, the kill list

"How is this possible?"

Everyone was shocked; no one expected such an eerie scene to occur.

"Is that all the strength you have?" Jiang Yan sneered, following up with his left fist, smashing it heavily into Tang Yu's chest.

Pfft!

Tang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying, only stopping after crashing through several ancient trees.

He struggled to get up, his eyes full of disbelief: "This is impossible... You should clearly be in a weakened state..."

But then Tang Yu thought of something, his pupils shrinking. He finally understood... Jiang Yan approached slowly, the Evil Qi on him growing denser with every step: "Did you think the price of the Life-Burning Talisman was just weakness?" He raised his hand, an eerie blood-colored flame condensing in his palm, "No, it doesn't just burn my life span, but also... my sanity!"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, suppressing this sanity is quite painful!"

As the last word fell, Jiang Yan's figure suddenly vanished, reappearing in front of Tang Yu and punching toward his Dantian!

Tang Yu blocked in haste, but a "crack" was heard as the bones in both his arms shattered! Jiang Yan's fist didn't slow down, piercing directly through his abdomen!

"This punch is for myself!" Jiang Yan withdrew his arm, blood dripping from his fingertips.

Tang Yu knelt on the ground, his Face pale, yet he still gritted his teeth and looked up: "You... you can't kill me..."

"Is that so?" Jiang Yan's smile was sinister as he suddenly reached out and pressed his hand onto Tang Yu's head, "Then let's see!"

A massive amount of qi-blood, like an overwhelming flood, poured directly into Tang Yu's body.

Feeling this power of qi-blood, Tang Yu's entire body twitched violently, as the qi-blood and Spiritual Qi within him were stirred up frantically.

His panel expanded at a rate visible to the naked eye, then quickly converged at the top of his head.

In mid-air, Ye Qingfeng and the others stopped at the same time, watching this scene in shock.

"Is this kid going to make Tang Yu explode?!"

At this moment, Tang Yu's head appeared abnormally large; even his consciousness had been shredded by Jiang Yan's qi-blood.

"Ah...!"

Bang!

Tang Yu's head was like a balloon filled with air, exploding instantly at that critical threshold.

[Killed Foundation Establishment Level 5 Cultivator Tang Yu. Gained Experience: 25,000. Gained life span: 1,477 years. Gained life span: 3,592 years.]

[Current Experience: 19.78%]

[Plundered Tang Yu's essence: 0.6]

[Plundered Tang Yu's Elementary Martial Skill: Formless Blood Spirit Palm]

[Plundered Tang Yu's Intermediate Martial Skill: Qi-Moving Blood Demon Punch]

Just as everyone was shocked by Jiang Yan killing Tang Yu, a figure quietly appeared behind Jiang Yan.

Puchi!

Su Linglong's long sword instantly pierced into Jiang Yan's back, beads of blood sliding down the sword to the ground.

"Su Chen, although you are strong, you forgot about my existence!" Su Linglong said triumphantly.

"Is that so?" Jiang Yan's voice was extremely flat, like ten-thousand-year-old ice marrow in the extreme cold, "You seem to have mistaken something!"

Su Linglong was terrified. She used all her strength to thrust the long sword deeper into Su Chen's body, but strangely, no matter how hard she tried, the sword wouldn't budge.

Seeing this, Su Linglong was horrified. She tried to pull the sword out, but found it was stuck, as if wedged inside Su Chen's body.

"Did you think... you actually stabbed me?" Jiang Yan's voice was like ice from the Nine Netherworlds, carrying bone-chilling killing intent.

Su Linglong's pupils shrank as she realized the blood dripping from the sword tip had frozen in mid-air, turning into tiny ice crystals!

And at Su Chen's wound, no blood flowed out; instead, eerie black patterns spread, crawling over the sword like a spider web.

She was shocked to the extreme; her Flying Sword suddenly felt as heavy as ten thousand catties.

"This is... a Gravity Talisman!"

Jiang Yan slowly turned around. With a light wave of his right hand, the Spiritual Artifact long sword stuck in the surface of his panel instantly fell to the ground. On it, an eerie black Talisman was slowly shrinking before turning into ashes and vanishing.

He bent down to pick up the Spiritual Artifact Flying Sword, looking at Su Linglong with a playful smirk.

"Correct guess, but unfortunately, there's no prize!" Jiang Yan toyed with the Flying Sword, deliberately swinging it twice in slow motion. "A sword forged from Thousand-Year Cold Iron is indeed different. It's a pity it hasn't developed a Sword Spirit."

Su Linglong's Face turned pale. How could she not see that Su Chen was deliberately provoking her?

"Come back to me!"

Su Linglong performed a hand seal to recall the Flying Sword, but the sword only vibrated violently in Su Chen's palm, unable to break free.

Even more terrifying was that the sword was losing its spiritual light at a visible rate, as if it were about to lose its dazzling luster.

"Stop!" Su Linglong cried out in fear.

Jiang Yan had a pitying smile on his Face as he said flatly, "Do you know why I specifically targeted your sword?"

At this question, Su Linglong was so scared she backed away repeatedly. How could she not understand? As a Blood Sword Peak Disciple, the sword was their second life. If their primary sword became useless, their combat power would be halved.

"Come, kneel down and beg me!" Jiang Yan said mockingly.

"Su Chen, if you dare do this, I will never rest until one of us is dead!" Su Linglong roared in anger.

"Haha..." Jiang Yan laughed maniacally. At this moment, it was like seeing an ant tell an elephant, "If you dare step on that pile of poop in front of you, I'll fight you to the death."

As Jiang Yan's laughter subsided, a "cracking" sound came from the Flying Sword in his hand. Immediately after, Su Linglong's Flying Sword shattered into pieces across the ground.

"Su Chen! How dare you!" Su Linglong was furious.

"Ant, you are looking for death!"

As Jiang Yan spoke, his qi-blood erupted once again.

Boom!

Jiang Yan's figure was like a blood-colored meteor. As he punched, the air was compressed into visible ripples.

Su Linglong hurriedly formed hand seals to create seven Qi-walls, but they exploded layer by layer the moment the fist wind touched them!

Crack!

Before the fist even reached her, the gale had already made Su Linglong's bones creak. Her Face was deathly pale as she finally realized what kind of monster she had provoked. If this punch landed, she would surely die!

"Blood Nether Life-Substitution Art!"

In a moment of life and death, she bit the tip of her tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the jade pendant on her chest.

The moment the jade pendant shattered, she turned into a blood-colored light and retreated dozens of yards, while the Substitute Puppet left behind was smashed into bloody water by Jiang Yan's punch!

"Trying to run?!" Jiang Yan sneered, stomping his right foot. With him as the center, blood-colored Talismans connected in a line, spreading directly toward him and Su Linglong.

He didn't know Formations, but he had plenty of ways to hunt his prey, and these blood-colored Intermediate Talismans were his best means of trapping them.

Su Linglong was trapped within the blood-colored Talismans. No matter how she struck them, she was bounced back by the counter-shock force.

Honestly, if Su Linglong had her sword, these Talismans wouldn't have been able to trap her at all, but right now, she was just a toothless tiger.

"Do you know?" Jiang Yan approached slowly, the Evil Qi on him growing denser with every step. "I hate women like you the most. You think you're superior and even believe you can see through everyone, while those you look down upon somehow owe you something. In my eyes, you're just a slightly larger ant!"

Jiang Yan approached Su Linglong with a look of utter disdain. With a light grab, the Storage Pouch at Su Linglong's waist suddenly exploded, scattering various Medicinal Pills and Talismans all over the ground.

"Your life-saving items are gone. Now... what other trump cards do you have?"

Su Linglong realized in despair that the treasures she had spent her life pursuing and accumulating had all become a joke.

"Alright, it's time for me to send an ant like you down!"

After Jiang Yan finished speaking, his fist, condensed from qi-blood, smashed toward Su Linglong's Face like a blood-colored meteorite.

"Stop!"

A sword light streaked across the battlefield. Lu Xing finally couldn't watch any longer and chose to intervene.

As the soft sword light shattered the Talisman cage, Su Linglong was also carried several yards away by the light.

Jiang Yan turned and looked up at Lu Xing in mid-air, a smile appearing on his lips: "Senior Lu, what kind of play is this?"

"We admit defeat. All three were killed by you, and most of the resources will belong to you," Lu Xing said.

Heh...

Jiang Yan's body shook with laughter. He felt that the Blood Son Battle was truly a joke.

However, it was indeed so. After all, the strong make the rules, and the weak are only fit to follow them.

"Fine. Since Senior Lu has spoken, may I ask if Senior Ye will comply?" Jiang Yan asked with a slightly contemptuous tone.

Ye Qingfeng knew what Su Chen meant. Although he valued Su Chen, from the perspective of the big picture, Su Chen wasn't important enough for him to prioritize. After all, he wanted first place and a winning streak; the thoughts of a dog were not important to him at all.

"That's enough, let's stop here. When next year's Blood Son Battle comes, you can settle your life and death then."

Ye Qingfeng didn't close all doors, which could be considered giving Su Chen some Face. After all, it was Su Chen who helped him secure first place, so he had to give this Face.

Hearing this, Jiang Yan nodded slightly, but in his heart, he placed Ye Qingfeng's name on his kill list!