Eternal Saber

Chapter 637: Chapter 58: Cutting Down Foes Like Chopping Melons and Slicing Vegetables

The chubby old man recalled Changze County, and thought the kid seemed smarter than to bring trouble upon himself.

"What realm have you cultivated to?"

The chubby old man blinked his small eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Third Grade."

"That’s not quite enough; that old guy is an expert in the Second Grade Innate Realm, not lacking in means. If it doesn’t work out, you better escape by yourself and come back to save me later."

"Are there any hidden masters among the people around?"

Chen Tang said, "Hope two Grandmasters don’t suddenly pop up."

"Exposing my scars, you did it on purpose!"

The chubby old man blushed, gritted his teeth, and surveyed the surroundings carefully, "Except for Qin Dalu who is Second Grade, the surrounding commanders of the Imperial Guard are Third Grade. At most, the rest are Fourth Grade, Fifth Grade, most of them haven’t cultivated Inner Qi."

"That’s good, not a big problem."

Chen Tang smiled, patting the chubby old man’s hand, signaling him to relax.

The chubby old man snorted, "Quite arrogant you are, let’s see your means in a bit."

Elsewhere.

Little Kunmi saw Chen Tang releasing the chubby old man from the cell, couldn’t help but sneer, "What use is releasing him, none of you can escape."

"Be careful, Lord, this person might be an expert."

Prime Minister Qin stepped forward, staring at Chen Tang as he walked this way.

The scene where Chen Tang crushed the chains was also seen by him.

He could shatter such chains by utilizing Innate True Qi, but not as effortlessly.

This guy is very likely a Body Refining Martial Artist.

"You’re quite unfamiliar, may I know your name?"

Prime Minister Qin squinted slightly, asked in a deep voice.

Chen Tang ignored him, not even glancing at him.

Fostering the chubby old man next to Changsun Ming and the other two, Chen Tang asked, "Tell me, how do you want to handle this person?"

"How do I want to handle?"

The chubby old man hesitated, not quite understanding.

After all, Chen Tang claimed to be Third Grade, but the other person was a top-notch Second Grade Innate expert!

Chen Tang pointed to Little Kunmi and Prime Minister Qin, asked the chubby old man, "Do you want these two killed directly, or captured alive for you to torture at your leisure?"

The chubby old man waved, "Kill them directly if you can, I don’t want to see them again."

Outside the hall, more footsteps were heard, and the city’s Imperial Guards began to gather here.

"Audacious!"

Little Kunmi felt reassured, snorted coldly, and ordered, "Except for that mad old man, kill the other four, leave none alive!"

Changsun Ming, Murong Haitang, and Li Shuhu tightened their grips on their weapons, preparing for a fierce battle.

"Take care of him, stay here."

Chen Tang handed the chubby old man to the three.

Changsun Ming and the others formed a back-to-back guard around the chubby old man, focused and vigilant.

"Kill!"

A commanding voice rang out.

The surrounding Imperial Guards shouted and surged forward.

Clang!

The sound of blades leaving their sheaths echoed.

For many present Imperial Guards, this was the last sound they heard in their lives.

After this sound, they saw a dazzling blade light.

No one could describe this blade light in words.

It was too fast.

No time to think.

No time to shout.

No time to resist.

The blade light had just emerged, and many guards lost consciousness, dying instantly!

Even years later, surviving guards of this battle couldn’t say for sure whether the life-taking sound of blades preceded the deadly blade light or vice versa.

But, once the blade light appeared, it was like the scythe wielded by Death himself.

The guards had just charged forward, only to fall in heaps.

Crack!

Finally, the blade light dimmed.

The long blade in the man’s hand couldn’t withstand such intensity, breaking into two.

Many guards simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

But before they could react, they saw the man casually grab a long blade from a guard nearby.

The terrifying blade light flared up again.

The haunting screams, splattering blood, falling limbs all merged into a shocking spectacle in the hall!

Though the chubby old man and others anticipated Chen Tang’s skills, witnessing this still affected them deeply.

Chen Tang wielded his blade with ease, cutting down enemies, unstoppable!

Changsun Ming and the others barely fought.

Occasionally a guard approached, easily handled by them.

In moments, Chen Tang carved a bloody path to Little Kunmi and Prime Minister Qin!

"Great sword skill, let me..."

Prime Minister Qin grimly focused, fully mobilizing Innate True Qi, shouted and thrust his sword.

Sword Qi flickered on the blade, sharp and fierce.

He watched the previous scene carefully.

Chen Tang’s blade was indeed frighteningly fast.

Yet, still within his tolerable limit!

However, before Prime Minister Qin finished his sentence, it abruptly paused.

Chen Tang slashed at him.

Unlike the prior blade light, this strike glowed red.

The surrounding air emitted a scorched smell.

This slash was many times faster than any before!

Exceeding his imagination!

What was this?

Chen Tang sneered, "A Second Grade Innate dares to challenge me, who doesn’t know their limit!"

Prime Minister Qin’s sword halted, frozen in place, eyes dull.

A blood line appeared on his throat.

Next moment, his head fell.

Prime Minister Qin was beheaded, dying on the spot!

Even top-notch experts in the Second Grade Innate Realm meant only a single strike to Chen Tang.

Little Kunmi beside him was already terrified, eyes wide, gripping his long blade, afraid to bring it down, eyes filled with panic and fear.

"In the snare? Eradicate to the root?"

Chen Tang raised an eyebrow, slashing Little Kunmi’s throat.

In an instant, Prime Minister Qin, Little Kunmi were both dead!

Some guards witnessing this shuddered fearfully, retreating to distance themselves from Chen Tang.

Still some guards charged at Chen Tang, relentless.

"Little Kunmi, Qin Dalu are dead, do you still want to die in vain!"

At this moment, the chubby old man took a deep breath and shouted.

This statement caused quite a stir among the crowd.

This was akin to losing the commander and general on the battlefield.

Remaining soldiers naturally felt dispirited.

More importantly, a God of Death stood among them!

Even a master like Prime Minister Qin couldn’t withstand a single strike.

Continuing to fight equaled seeking death.

The chubby old man saw hesitation on the faces of the guards, continued, "Little Kunmi is dead, but Great Kunmi is still the king of Wusun Country. Stay loyal, and your past will be forgotten, you can live tonight."

"Otherwise, ha ha!"

The chubby old man laughed ominously, "If this man gets killing excited, no one can stop him. You all aren’t even enough for him to practice with..."

The guards upon hearing this shivered.

Some couldn’t hold it, clang, the long blade in their hand fell to the ground.