CHAPTER 1268: CHAPTER 1268: SLAYING LIN HAO

Lin Hao did not recognize Chen Wudi.

For him, Chen Wudi was just a locust he could casually crush on the way.

If there was anything memorable, it was the woman’s curvy figure and captivating face.

Of course, he had been with countless women, how could she stay on his mind?

As for Wang Long, in his view, even if Wang Long’s strength surpassed his own.

This Wang Long was merely a Loose Cultivator, while he had the Haotian Sect backing him; what could Wang Long dare to do to him?

Moreover, this was still Emperor City, not during the competition, this guy wouldn’t dare to make a move against him.

And besides, he had Jiang Sing by his side, and in terms of combat power, he reckoned Jiang Sing wasn’t much inferior to Wang Long, perhaps even better.

One must know that the rankings of the Sky-reaching Tower don’t necessarily reflect everyone’s true strength; take Jiang Sing, for example, whose strength was significantly restricted.

"Lin Hao, do you recognize him?" Xu Nian pointed to Chen Wudi on the side.

Lin Hao glanced at Chen Wudi, then offhandedly said, "Don’t know him, a mere ant-like Loose Cultivator; why would I bother to know him?"

Chen Wudi instantly became furious and bitterly cursed, "Lin Hao, you killed my master, drove my wife to death, and cast me into the Bone-anchored Land, yet you say you don’t know me?"

These words left everyone suddenly understanding what was going on.

It turned out this guy came for revenge.

But everyone inwardly sighed, knowing this guy’s revenge was impossible to achieve.

This Lin Hao was also one of the top geniuses of the Haotian Sect, and even if he committed heinous acts, the Haotian Sect would not punish him in the slightest.

And this guy was obviously just a Loose Cultivator, without strength or background, how could he take revenge?

This kind of enmity was destined to come to nothing, perhaps even costing his life.

It might be better to just find somewhere to eke out an existence.

They just didn’t understand why Wang Long got involved in this mess?

Was his head not right, upholding justice?

In the end, it would only be an effort that wasn’t worth the trouble, merely offending the Haotian Sect.

Lin Hao, hearing Chen Wudi’s words, sneered with disdain, cleaned his ear with a finger, and said nonchalantly, "So what?"

"You..."

Chen Wudi became furious, his eyes bloodshot.

Lin Hao’s contempt caused a sharp pain in his heart.

Xu Nian also furrowed his brow slightly, seeing Lin Hao so arrogant.

Not only did he kill someone, but he was also utterly fearless.

"Lin Hao, you killed his master, tried to take his wife; you are utterly wrong, yet you feel no guilt. You truly deserve death," Xu Nian shouted angrily.

"Deserve death? Guilt? I just don’t see why it concerns you, Wang Long. Though you are strong, don’t forget, you are merely a Loose Cultivator; what can you fight me with?" Lin Hao said arrogantly.

"Can it be that your Haotian Sect is this unreasonable?" Xu Nian’s eyes were clouded with gloom.

This Lin Hao was far too shameless. Does a person like this deserve to cultivate?

"Reasonable? Don’t you know that in the Cultivation World, strength is the basis? My Haotian Sect’s fist is bigger, that’s reason enough. Never mind that I killed his master, drove his wife to death, even if I slept with your old mother, what could you do about it?" Lin Hao disdainfully replied.

"Wang Long, just go back. This is beyond you. My Haotian Sect has its own rules; if Lin Hao did something wrong, it’d be dealt with by us." Jiang Sing spoke up.

After saying this, he was about to leave with Lin Hao.

Lin Hao threw a mocking smile in Xu Nian’s direction, filled with disdain.

The people around sighed one by one.

The arm can’t wrestle the thigh, sometimes it’s just such helplessness.

Who made Lin Hao the genius disciple of the Haotian Sect?

"Thank you for your goodwill, Brother Wang Long. We better just go back." Chen Wudi shook his head in despair.

The might of the Haotian Sect was not something they could contend with.

Yet Xu Nian stood in place without moving at all, a self-mocking expression on his face.

Indeed, this world still revered the strong.

Whose fist is bigger, they are the one with reason.

Then what is cultivation for? To compare whose reason is greater?

"Since you say whoever’s fist is bigger holds reason, then today I’ll show you whose fist is harder. If your Haotian Sect won’t discipline, I will. If your Haotian Sect shields wrong, today I’ll teach your Haotian Sect what heavenly principles are." Xu Nian said furiously.

Each word thundered across the room.

The next moment, a massive array of ten thousand and eight flying knives emerged from his body.

The flying knives flew out, charging fiercely toward Lin Hao.

Each knife contained extremely powerful Profound Argumentation.

"Whoa, is this guy crazy?"

"Seems he must be crazy to dare act in Emperor City, and even against the Haotian Sect; is he courting death?"

Everyone around was shocked by this sight, all displaying looks of astonishment.

Jiang Shengtian, Shen Tu, Hong Xi, and others stepped out from their residences, watching Wang Long in the sky with varied expressions; some were surprised, others frowned, still others gloating.

Chen Wudi was also stunned, not expecting Wang Long to actually make a move.

But soon a look of determination filled his eyes.

Today, even if he died, he would stand and die.

At least this way, he could face his master and Bai Xin with dignity.

Both Lin Hao and Jiang Sing were also taken aback, not expecting Wang Long to actually take action.

"Audacious! Wang Long, are you seeking death?" Jiang Sing shouted, then quickly took action, directly intercepting Xu Nian’s flying blades.

It must be said, Jiang Sing’s strength was truly formidable.

These over ten thousand Wind Blades were blocked firmly under his fists.

"Wang Long, are you tired of living? You dare act in Emperor City; not only will you fail to kill me, but you will also die here." Lin Hao shouted, a scornful cold smile in his eyes.

His eyes filled with disdain.

This Xu Nian was simply courting death.

"Is that so?"

However, just then, a shadow appeared like a phantom beside Lin Hao.

Lin Hao’s expression suddenly froze, his neck stiffly turning to look back.

What entered his view was a mocking face.

"This... how is this possible?"

Lin Hao looked incredulous and immediately reacted to flee.

Yet his actions were still a step too slow.

Xu Nian’s hand, like a sharp blade, pierced directly into Lin Hao’s chest, stabbing through his heart.

A surge of powerful Immortal Essence instantly rushed into Lin Hao’s Mud Ball Palace, crushing it to pieces.

"No..."

Lin Hao let out a tragic cry, then completely lost his vitality.

He never dreamed that Wang Long would actually strike.

"Eh?"

Jiang Sing, on the side, looked back at the scene with a shocked expression on his face.

Not understanding when Wang Long got to his rear.

Far away, Chen Wudi was also stunned, then burst into a wave of excitement.

"He actually killed Lin Hao?" The crowd around was equally shocked.