Chapter 131 Everyone's Playing the Game of Social Interactions

Song Cheng's white hair fluttered, his blade light shocking the world, and he coldly snorted, "My Seven Kill Sect's prestige shakes the Jianghu. Do you think any stray cat or dog can just enter my Sect?"

As he spoke, with a hum, the blood-red blade light tore through the sky. A hundred-meter blade light whistled past, its killing intent astonishing, turning everything within a hundred-meter radius into powder.

Although the Seven Kill Sect had been destroyed, its lingering prestige remained.

At its Peak, its strength was far above that of the Hidden Sword Palace, so Song Cheng naturally had his own pride.

"Not a member of the Seven Kill Sect?" Chen Fenghua narrowed his eyes, his killing intent growing even thicker.

Not a member of the Seven Kill Sect, yet he dared to provoke their Hidden Sword Palace like this? He was truly courting death!

Clang! A grand, resonant sound rang out.

The heavy sword in Chen Fenghua's hand was edgeless, and its ink-black sword radiance was in no way inferior to the blood-colored blade light. Sword Qi and blade light alternated in this area as the power of the Great Grandmaster realm was unleashed wantonly.

The celestial phenomena above were at times pitch black like ink, and at other times bright red like blood, a truly spectacular sight.

Many ordinary people in Longhua Prefecture had long been unable to sleep, terrified by the massive fluctuations of battle that kept appearing.

Those with some understanding of Jianghu experts knew this was a battle between top martial arts powerhouses. Those who did not understand simply thought the heavens were angry and knelt on the ground, kowtowing and praying incessantly.

"Brother Wang, go and take Yan Chu's life!" Chen Fenghua still had the energy to speak while battling Song Cheng.

In truth, his cultivation was above Song Cheng's. However, the Seven Kill Sect's Cultivation Technique used killing to enter the Dao, so their Disciples possessed extremely strong combat capabilities. Furthermore, even under the pincer attack of two people, he fought more fiercely as the battle went on. That was why they had been unable to take down Song Cheng for so long.

Relying solely on his own strength, although Chen Fenghua could not kill Song Cheng, he felt no pressure in standing toe-to-toe with him.

Me? Hearing Chen Fenghua's words, Wang Zhentong could not help but look hesitant.

He had received orders from the Governor to assist the future son-in-law in killing Yan Chu, but now that Gao Yang was dead, the marriage between the Hidden Sword Palace and the Tongzhou Governors Mansion was naturally called off.

Never mind whether he could kill Yan Chu... Even if he could, it was not worth it for him to fight to the death against another Great Grandmaster for the sake of a dead man.

During the exchange from a distance just now, Yan Chu had already proven his strength; he was undoubtedly a Great Grandmaster. Chen Fenghua's request seemed a bit unreasonable.

However, the relationship between the Prefectural Governors Mansion and the Hidden Sword Palace was not ordinary, and Chen Fenghua had already spoken... Thinking of this, Wang Zhentong still raised his staff and went to meet him.

"I'll just slack off..." Wang Zhentong thought to himself.

Anyway, everyone who died this time was from the Hidden Sword Palace; the Prefectural Governors Mansion had suffered no losses.

Besides, he heard that the Young Miss did not seem to agree to marry Gao Yang. She never gave him any pleasant looks when faced with his fawning and flattery, and was very disgusted by him. He even heard from the servants in the mansion that the Young Miss had made the outrageous demand for Gao Yang to get down on all fours and bark like a dog. It seemed Gao Yang had actually done it... That was simply too absurd!

When Wang Zhentong first learned of this, he looked at this Prodigy, Gao Yang, in a new light. In order to climb up the ranks, he really would do anything!

If the Governor hadn't been quite fond of him, he probably wouldn't even have been able to see the Young Miss.

Ahead, Yan Chu came walking through the air. After advancing to the Great Grandmaster realm, his lightness skill was superb, and his control over the Origin Qi of heaven and earth had reached the subtle realm, allowing him to briefly levitate.

"Stop!" Wang Zhentong held his long staff horizontally, and a massive staff shadow swept across the air.

Pfft! Yan Chu pointed a finger, and the staff shadow, like an illusionary bubble, instantly shattered.

Wang Zhentong's expression was cold and stern as he said, "Yan Chu, you are ruthless and vicious. Killing all these Fellow Daoists from the Hidden Sword Palace, are you not afraid of being struck by lightning from the heavens?"

"Even if you survive today, in the future, the Jianghu is vast, but there will be no place for you to hide!"

Although his tone was cold and his face serious, Wang Zhentong was winking and gesturing with his eyes.

"Too much nonsense!" Yan Chu ignored the other party's signals and pointed a finger.

He finally understood why these three people had been fighting for such a long time with such great momentum, yet remained in a stalemate. It turned out everyone was playing the social game!

The problem was, you are all enemies; what are you doing if not killing each other? If you don't kill me, how am I supposed to improve?

Boom! Even though it was just a finger beam, it emitted a roaring sound. The finger beam split into thousands in mid-air, crackling like a machine gun, covering a hundred-meter radius and locking off all of Wang Zhentong's retreat routes.

Damn it! Wang Zhentong's expression changed drastically. What is wrong with Yan Chu? Everyone was just going through the motions; are you really going all out?

In his desperation, Wang Zhentong let out a loud roar. His True Qi boiled throughout his body, and a several-meter-tall Asura figure appeared behind him. He merged with his staff and struck down with the force of splitting Mount Hua.

Boom! Thud! Thud-thud-thud! Intense, muffled, resonant sounds spread out, and countless sparks exploded in the night sky.

"Yan Chu! You are truly overly arrogant!"

"Do you think you can kill me with your strength?!"

From within the turbulent torrent of True Qi, Wang Zhentong's enraged roar could be heard.

It was clear that the other party had truly been enraged by Yan Chu's finger strike.

"Take another palm strike from me!" Yan Chu wanted to see how many moves Wang Zhentong could take from him while in a fit of rage.

For this palm strike, cloud clusters from hundreds of meters away were all drawn over by him, pitch black like ink, and one could even see lightning brewing in his palm.

"Ha!" Wang Zhentong let out a loud roar, and the Asura figure behind him merged into one with him, his Aura beginning to climb sharply.

"Wrath of the Asura!" Wang Zhentong's eyes were extremely grave. Only after exchanging blows with Yan Chu did he realize he had been completely wrong.

This was an immeasurably top-tier expert, stronger than anyone he had battled before. Moreover, the other party's finger strike just now had been done with ease, as if he hadn't used his full strength. Even so, it had forced him into a miserable state.

Unfortunately, he could feel that the other party's Primordial Spirit had locked onto him firmly; he would likely have to take the next palm strike head-on, as there was simply no way to dodge it.

Boom! Yan Chu's palm strike finally moved! Cloud Dispelling Palm, Calamitous Clouds Descend from Heaven!

The terrifying power of the Cloud Dispelling Palm came surging forth, suppressing the Void Realm. In that instant, an unparalleled surge of Qi rushed down from the sky, transforming into a hundred-meter-wide black cloud giant palm, shattering the staff shadow into pieces.

Black light burst forth from Wang Zhentong, but the next moment, Bang! The black cloud and the black light collided, infinite True Qi exploded, blood sprayed in the air, and a massive scar was plowed into the sky, remaining for a long time.

[Killed a Great Grandmaster of the Tongzhou Governors Mansion, highly satisfying, experience + 30000]

Yan Chu shook his head and sighed, "So, in your fit of rage, you only managed one moment of rage?"

You can't even take one of my moves; you have no qualifications to speak with me at all!

What? The moment Wang Zhentong was killed, Chen Fenghua and the other person, who were in the middle of a battle, both looked over, their pupils shrinking sharply.

"A fine Yan Chu! It seems all of us underestimated you!"

"No wonder you dared to be so arrogant; it turns out you actually possess this kind of strength!"

Chen Fenghua and Song Cheng exchanged a move, then both retreated, looking at Yan Chu while unable to help but grit their teeth.

Wang Zhentong was a Great Grandmaster; if he were determined to escape, even if he wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be able to. Yet now he had actually died at Yan Chu's hands. This level of strength was already no less than his own.

"Don't worry, it will be your turn soon!" Yan Chu clenched his fists, frost condensing on them. The surrounding temperature dropped instantly, and cold mist permeated the air.

"Stop!" At this moment, Song Cheng pointed his blade at Yan Chu and said coldly, "He is the person I want to kill!"

"The person my Seven Kill Sect wants to kill, it is not up to others to interfere!"