Chapter 2095 - 2084: Courting Death

For the sake of stability in the Cultivation World, so it wouldn’t fall into war, the Cultivation Alliance had long ago made the Righteous Path and the Demon Path reach an agreement.

That was: the two sides would divide their territories and keep to themselves, without interfering with each other.

As long as the Demon Sect Cultivators didn’t go too far.

Normally the Cultivation Alliance would just turn a blind eye!

After all.

Wanting to completely eradicate Demon Cultivators was almost impossible!

The various Super Demon Sects, although they cultivated Demon Techniques, some of their core nature actually wasn’t bad.

You say wipe them out and that’s that?

Besides.

Among the high ranks of the Cultivation Alliance, there are quite a few Great Cultivators from the Demon Sect!

So over all these years.

Demon Sect Cultivators have for the most part behaved themselves!

But like Xingluo Mansion’s invasion of the Nine Immortals Mountain Cultivation Domain right before their eyes, and their attempt to annihilate Green Cloud Island, this was breaking a major taboo!

Only.

The people of Xingluo Mansion clearly came prepared.

He Qingrong didn’t care about Chen Zijie’s words either, and said with a cold laugh, "My Xingluo Mansion wants to wipe out your Green Cloud Island—who can stop us now? I’ll put the words here: even if your Green Cloud Island is erased, the people of the Cultivator Alliance won’t do a damn thing! At most they’ll come down to check the situation, then let it slide and that’s it!"

Hearing this, Chen Zijie’s heart sank involuntarily.

He Qingrong’s words couldn’t be more obvious.

For Xingluo Mansion and the others to slaughter their way here, most likely they had received instructions from some great power above!

Or even.

There were people inside the Cultivation Alliance silently permitting it!

Even if other people in the Cultivation Alliance investigated, chances are it would be suppressed!

"He Qingrong, are they those Huaxia Pigs that escaped?"

The Cross Heavenly Knight who had first discovered Chen Zijie and the others earlier turned his head to look at He Qingrong and asked.

"Hmph! Cecil, please watch your tongue! Otherwise I, He Qingrong, will be the first to teach you how to behave!"

He Qingrong’s face went cold, and he barked at that guy.

Sisser let out a cold laugh, unconcerned. His gaze roamed over Chen Zijie and the others, then he nodded in great satisfaction and said, "These people are going to be killed anyway. Can you let these few tender little ones be played with by us noble Knights for a while?"

"Capture them first. How you play with them, that’s up to you!"

He Qingrong swept a glance over Cecil and sneered as he spoke.

Hearing that.

Chen Zijie was shaking all over with rage.

She pointed angrily at He Qingrong and shouted, "You people of Xingluo Mansion really are worse than pigs and dogs! Colluding with outsiders is bad enough, but when others want to humiliate your own compatriots, you even egg them on like this—you’re worse than animals!"

"Hahahaha... Fiery enough! We like that!"

Sisser couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Those azure eyes looked at Chen Zijie with growing satisfaction.

He Qingrong only gave a cold laugh and said, "Whichever one you catch, you can play with. But if you delay the big matter, this Young Master will behead you first!"

"Haha... I, Sisser, roam the Western Europe Continent and have never failed! This time will be no different!"

Sisser laughed loudly, then turned his head back to look at Chen Zijie and the others.

But in the end his gaze fell on Muu Xinrui.

He stared fixedly at Muu Xinrui for a long moment, then took a deep breath and said, "Smells so good! This little girl it is! Playing with her will definitely be a thrill, she hasn’t even been opened up yet!"

Sisser pointed at Muu Xinrui, licking his lips, his face full of excitement.

"Y–You damned white-skinned pig, you’re disgusting!"

Muu Xinrui’s pretty face flushed with anger as she cursed.

Seeing Muu Xinrui being humiliated, Chen Zijie drew her Sword in fury.

"Enough!"

Lin Tian walked over, patted Chen Zijie’s hand, and had her lower her Sword.

Then he reached out and patted Muu Xinrui’s head, saying, "Don’t be angry, don’t waste yourself on dead men."

"Big brother, are all these foreigners this evil?"

Muu Xinrui puffed angrily at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian shook his head slightly, then looked at Sisser and said in an icy voice, "So how do you want to die first?"

Hm?

Those words made He Qingrong and the others look over in surprise.

Sisser was also taken aback. He sized Lin Tian up, then sneered, "Huaxia brat, do you know who I am? I, Sisser, am just a bit over twenty now, and already the number one genius of Rhein City’s Lilan Guild, with Half-step Bronze Cultivation! And you ask me how I want to die?"

His words made the group of Cross Heavenly Knights behind him burst into loud laughter.

"Chen Zijie, what kind of lunatic did you drag back?"

He Qingrong swept a few glances at Lin Tian as well and said coldly to Chen Zijie.

Hearing that, Chen Zijie fell silent.

She took one look at Lin Tian’s now frosty expression and immediately kept her mouth shut.

At the same time, she raised her head to look at He Qingrong and Sisser, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.

She knew Lin Tian was furious!

He Qingrong and Sisser were practically seeking death!

"Looks like you don’t even know how you want to die! In that case, I’ll let you watch yourself die bit by bit..."

Lin Tian’s voice carried a chill as he looked at Sisser like he was already a corpse.

Swoosh!

Just as he finished speaking.

Evil like Xiaotian shot out like lightning.

Pu-chi...

The Flying Sword pierced through Sisser’s palm, then flew back and forth, slicing Sisser’s palm, wrist, and arm off inch by inch.

After one arm, it switched to the other.

Then to other parts of his body.

The horrifying scene left everyone present utterly stunned.

Sisser himself didn’t even react for a moment.

He couldn’t even feel the pain yet.

When he came back to his senses, he found both his arms had already turned into a rain of blood, scattered into pieces.

"Flying Sword!"

Once He Qingrong clearly saw it was a Flying Sword, he was scared out of his wits, his voice full of endless terror.

A Flying Sword!

Back in Xingluo Mansion, he had only ever seen the Pavilion Master use one!

And that was a somewhat damaged Ancient Flying Sword.

Its power was still immense, but it wasn’t a complete Flying Sword!

But right now.

Lin Tian’s Flying Sword shone with blazing light, Spiritual Power roaring and exploding into the sky, its momentum soaring, like the Grim Reaper descending!

"Aaahhh... Damn you, who are you! Dare to torture me like this, the Cross Heavenly Court will definitely destroy your altar, annihilate your Dao lineage, and swear to overturn Huaxia!"

By now Sisser had already collapsed on the small island, his entire body trembling from pain.

And he had no chance to dodge or move at all.

In the blink of an eye.

Both his hands and both legs were sliced by Lin Tian’s Flying Sword into a mound of minced flesh, a terrifying sight.

Everyone else present was chilled to the bone.

"Who are you, to dare go against my Xingluo Mansion! You’re dead for sure!"

He Qingrong also roared out.

Swoosh swoosh~

But Lin Tian ignored him. The Flying Sword thundered forward, and in an instant Sisser was chopped into a bloody mist.

After that, the group of Cross Heavenly Knights who had followed him were also cut down like harvested wheat, turned into cold corpses one after another.

"Retreat!"

Seeing that Lin Tian didn’t even look his way, He Qingrong, already scared out of his mind, shouted harshly at his people on the scene and turned to flee.

"Did I say you could leave? When you were courting death just now, I didn’t see you looking this scared!"

Lin Tian stepped forward like an arrow, his figure like a flowing shadow, and in an instant appeared before He Qingrong, grabbing him in one hand.

At the same time he shot out two fierce streaks of light, shattering both of He Qingrong’s legs.

A mere Early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivation, in Lin Tian’s hands, was like a little chick, with absolutely no room to resist.