Without any resistance, the broken blade was penetrated by the sword!
Slash!
The sword didn’t slow down. After piercing through Shangguan Yihong’s Yuan energy barrier, it instantly pierced through the center of his brows, poked through his brain, and came out from the back of his head.
Shangguan Yihong opened his mouth as if he was trying to say something, but he was no longer able to speak any words. His life force was diminishing at a fast rate, and the color in his eyes was fading away. At the last moment of his life, fear and unwillingness could be seen in his eyes, but the majority of his expression was that of disbelief. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would ever be killed by a Divine Core warrior, without even being able to fight back! He was killed in one move!
Pu!
Jiang Chen pulled the Heavenly Saint Sword out, then he casually shook it, causing the blood to escape the blade. Shangguan Yihong’s body fell back and hit the ground. Blood gushed out from the center of his brows, staining the ground underneath him.
Silence! Dead silence! Although the place was filled with people, none of them were able to utter a single word at this moment. Everyone’s eyes were wide open, staring at Shangguan Yihong. Shock and fear filled their eyes.
Even Han Yan and Nangong Wentian’s mouths were wide open in shock. They expected Jiang Chen to be really strong, but not this strong! His opponent was Shangguan Yihong, a rare genius from the Shangguan Clan, and Jiang Chen had just effortlessly killed him with such great speed! This was truly shocking.
Furthermore, the Heavenly Saint Sword was even more incredible! A Perfect-Ranked Combat Weapon was like tofu in front of it! Perhaps only the best Perfect-Ranked Combat Weapon could resist a blow from the Heavenly Saint Sword, but only resist it. The Heavenly Saint Sword’s mighty power could only be matched by King Weapons.
Wu Lang’s mouth was slightly open. He finally realized why Jiang Chen didn’t want his help just now, it was all because Jiang Chen possessed such formidable combat strength. When the Ninth Emperor told him that Jiang Chen was the number one genius he had ever met, Wu Lang was not at all convinced, but the scene in front of him proved the Ninth Emperor’s words. At least, when Wu Lang was at the same level as Jiang Chen, they gap between their combat strengths was like the gap between Heaven and Earth.
“Brother Yihong!”
Shangguan Yilong yelled out. Both his eyes had turned red, and he stared angrily at Jiang Chen. He was gripping the longsword in his hand so tightly that it started produced cracking sounds. But, he didn’t have the courage to attack. On the other side, the three men from the Myriad Sword Sect, and that genius from the Qingyi Sect, they all wore the same expression. They were all shouting, wanting to kill Jiang Chen, but it seemed like they had completely lost all their courage.
“Who is next?”