Martial Master

“What did you say?”

Bang!

A whip appeared in her hand, and she lashed out fiercely. Whoosh, the whip shadow was mesmerizing, and the scene was terrifying. As the whip struck, a chilling killing intent emerged, and countless murderous intentions coalesced into a whip shadow that fell instantly.

With one lash, the heavens and the earth felt oppressed, even the stars in the Nine Heavens seemed to tremble.

Han Li was shocked; he didn’t expect the opponent to be so arrogant on the territory of the Demon Sword Sect, attacking without hesitation. In his rage and surprise, he hurriedly drew his sword to block, feeling angry yet coldly amused.

He realized that the woman in yellow was merely at the peak of the late-stage seventh rank, while he had broken through to the late-stage seventh rank after inheriting the Demon Sword legacy, making their cultivation levels nearly equal.

However, he was still a genius of the Demon Sword Sect, a peerless talent in the Northern Sky Domain. Fighting across ranks was as easy as eating and drinking; how could a mere late-stage seventh rank Martial King dare to be so arrogant and lash out at him? It was akin to seeking death.

In his fury, a sharp sword light erupted from his sword, and the blade shimmered like a rainbow, filled with battle intent soaring to the sky, he struck back fiercely.

Boom!

The sword light and whip shadow intertwined, causing Han Li to slide back dozens of meters. His hands gripping the sword felt the shock, and the fabric of his sleeves was shredded, revealing a long bloody mark with blood gushing out.

The renowned peerless talent was injured with a single blow.

Han Li was stunned. He knew he was a peerless talent who could easily fight across ranks, yet he couldn’t subdue a late-stage seventh rank Martial King?

Anger surged in his heart, though he wore a cold smile on his face. This person was so bold, daring to attack on the territory of the Demon Sword Sect. Did they think the elders and the sect master present were mere decorations?

Sure enough, Han Li saw Sect Master Yan and several elders trembling; they were clearly “furious to the extreme!” and he shouted sternly, “Sect Master, this person is being arrogant here. I believe this person and these two must be accomplices. I ask the Sect Master to take action together to capture them and question them thoroughly, to see which force has no eyes and dares to be reckless in my Demon Sword Sect.”

Puff!

Yan Shijiu was already filled with anger and at this moment, was so furious that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

No eyes? Isn’t it you who has no eyes?

“Unruly disciple, daring to act recklessly in front of Lord Hong Ying, seeking death!”

Slap!

Yan Shijiu, enraged, immediately slapped Han Li away. His face instantly swelled up, blood mixed with teeth spewing out as he fell heavily to the ground.

Han Li covered his mouth, feeling utterly dumbfounded.

How could this happen?

Although the Demon Sword Sect was not top-tier in the Northern Sky Domain, it was still an extremely terrifying force, and the Sect Master was an eighth rank Martial Emperor. With a stomp, they could shake a million miles, yet here they were addressing a Martial King as “Lord”? Had they lost their minds?

“Yan has taught poorly; please forgive me, Lord Hong Ying.”

“We have taught poorly, please forgive us!”

Yan Shijiu and many powerful members of the Demon Sword Sect hurriedly bowed, their faces pale, covered in cold sweat.

This was the Law Enforcement Hall, with a single word, they could determine their lives or deaths; how could they dare to be reckless?

Hong Ying looked coldly at Yan Shijiu and icily said, “Miss Ji has an extraordinary identity; how could she be the murderer of your Demon Sword Sect’s disciples? I request Sect Master Yan to keep a tight rein on your disciples, as trouble arises from the mouth; don’t blame Hong Ying for not reminding the Sect Master.”

She repeatedly addressed him as Sect Master, yet her tone held not a shred of respect, her imposing aura looked down haughtily.