Chapter 1035: Chapter 164: Blade Madman, the Blade Madman of Great Qin!

The sound of the blade’s cry was clear and far-reaching.

After those last two words fell, the entire scene was almost deathly silent.

In front of them were two Fourth Rank martial artists: the fat one with emerald green eyes, a shiny round bald head, and the skinny one with a halo of hair like dried grass, high cheekbones, standing like a proud eagle, all exuding the appearance of foreign invaders.

Several hundred years ago, during the period of Bai Family’s thriving in the Central Plains, they originally looked down upon other nations. Later, the various schools of thought propagated their teachings, and those who adopted the Central Plains’ sects were considered educated.

The rest were termed as uncivilized barbarians.

This term is now rarely used, and its original meaning has been layered with countless new connotations over the long years. There’s no need for further explanation; the utterance of the word alone carries enough disdain.

Even common foreigners would be incensed enough to draw their blades and fight to the death, let alone Jianghu martial artists, especially those who have already surpassed the Fourth Rank, just a step away from the pinnacle of the world’s martial artists.

The fat elder’s eye twitched violently as he looked at the Blade Madman, and said:

“…Barbarian? Very well, you’re quite something…”

“No one has dared to speak to me like this in the past twenty years…you’ve got guts. Second brother, today we won’t leave, we’ll properly experience the skills of this Blade Madman before us.”

The tall, thin elder sneered twice, then said: “What’s the harm? Even if those few notice something amiss and return, with our skills, we can’t escape? Sima Cuo is not here now, Huangfu Tian only relies on an ancestral artifact, and without it, he’s just trash who relies on external things.”

In the distance, a man couldn’t help but be provoked into anger, shouting:

“A mere two foreign barbarians, how dare you talk nonsense here?! Huangfu Family Head’s martial arts are unparalleled, noble and righteous, who do you think you are, to speak so arrogantly about our esteemed seniors?”

“Hahaha, and what do you think I am?”

The fat elder laughed heartily, his right hand reaching out, releasing a massive Qi Force explosion like a muffled dragon roar, displaying an unspeakable dominance and ferocity. The martial artist who opened his mouth couldn’t avoid it, spat blood, flew backward, and crashed through a pavilion.

The hearts of those who had slightly relaxed suddenly tensed up almost instantaneously.

The swordsman from the Beimang Sword Sect, already injured, switched to holding his sword with his left hand. Witnessing the recent unmatched palm power, a sudden familiarity flickered in his mind, leaving a lingering chill that couldn’t be dispelled.

Beside him, the cautious and experienced Beishan Gong was momentarily stunned, his face as aged as a pine tree. Previously, even when Huangfu Hao was attacked, he remained calm, yet now he showed signs of fear.

The two Western Region experts had initially intended to leave, yet at this moment, it seemed they were in no hurry anymore. The fat elder loosened his robe’s bindings, his body expanding even further, while the other’s form flickered with layers of ghostly images.

“Second brother, didn’t this person just say that we should go at him together?”

“Heh, well said.”

“Then let’s go at him together…”

“Together!”

Wang Anfeng swallowed the blood in his mouth, silently chanting incantations in his heart, harmonizing his Qi mechanism, while everyone else only saw the Blade Madman’s expression turn cold and unmoved. With a wounded body, he defiantly faced two unfathomably skilled opponents and boldly attacked.

The blade in his hand, like thunderbolts, suddenly slashed down, enveloping the two Fourth Rank martial artists within its Qi force. Its imposing power was even more overwhelming than before, cutting through the vast Heaven and Earth.

Their hearts felt like they were gripped tightly by a ruthless hand.

They had previously fought against those two elders and knew that one mainly cultivated Horizontal External Skill, with fierce and powerful strength, while the other excelled in movement technique, with ghostly and unpredictable martial arts. They were rare Fourth Rank quasi-grandmasters in Jianghu.

However, given the Blade Madman’s recent defeat of a Fourth Rank expert, these two shouldn’t be a match for him, so despite being instinctively shaken by the blade’s might, they also felt slightly relieved.

The blade light blazed abruptly and chopped down.

The two elders, however, stood in an unusual formation, one in front and one behind, simultaneously shouting loudly, sending out fists and palms. One had a Qi flame crimson as the sun, the other cold and deep like the underworld. What should be incompatible extremes of Qi Force were, at this moment, linked together in an extraordinary way.

The two massive Qi Forces among the Fourth Rank connected, instantly reaching the ‘high tower’.

The Heavenly Sect was shattered immediately.

The previously clear winter sky suddenly darkened as if it had transitioned from day to night in an instant, while the intervening time turned into shifting sands and vanished.

The Blade Madman’s impressive and domineering blade glow smashed against the revolving yin and yang, only slightly stirring some ripples, like a stone falling into a river. Though it temporarily stirred up waves, the river continued to flow, and the ripples were swiftly smoothed away.

Meanwhile, the clouds in the sky gathered and twisted under external force, slightly spinning like a vortex, gradually descending, vast and majestic, making people feel dizzy.

The enormous Heaven and Earth Phenomena nearly enveloped the entire Xiong City.

People everywhere had already noticed something amiss outside, looked up at the sky to watch as the vortex reversed, the clouds thickened, yet stars appeared in daytime, like a chessboard.

The swordsman from Beimang stiffly raised his head, murmuring blankly:

“Is this…a Grandmaster?!”

Beside him, the elder from the Pan Mountain Sect, Beishan Gong, had already let out a low cry, with all composure and calm in his eyes completely vanishing. He stumbled backwards, exclaiming: