Chapter 375: Immortal-Slaying Sword

"Kid, I've played enough with you."

"Water, come!"

As soon as Ming Kai finished speaking.

Whoosh!

Water began to emerge from the ground to the surface.

This water rose higher and higher.

"Ocean Wave Impact!"

Ming Kai swung the nine-toothed rake in his hand fiercely, and instantly a wave surged toward Chen Hao.

Watching the incoming wave, Chen Hao did not dodge or avoid it, letting the wave crash into his body.

"This..."

He had thought that this wave could directly knock Chen Hao down.

He didn't expect Chen Hao to stand there straight as if nothing had happened.

"I don't believe you can withstand this move of mine."

"Overturning Rivers and Seas!"

Ming Kai swung the nine-toothed rake again, and the surrounding water flowed along with the rake in his hand.

Finally, it surged toward Chen Hao.

Boom!

This wave seemed to have the force of ten thousand tons!

It crashed heavily onto Chen Hao, splashing waves dozens of meters high.

"Kid, let's see if you die this time!"

Ming Kai revealed a triumphant smile.

But soon, his smile froze.

Chen Hao soared into the air from the water.

"Do you have any more moves?"

"If not, I'm going to attack!"

"Wait a moment!"

Ming Kai looked at Chen Hao and said, "Kid, I have a lethal ultimate technique."

"If you can withstand it, I will admit defeat directly."

"And whatever you want to know, I will tell you."

"Sure, then go ahead."

Ming Kai used his full strength this time.

The nine-toothed rake in his hand spun rapidly like a giant windmill.

"Go, Three Thousand Weak Waters!"

A stream of silver water surged toward Chen Hao.

Seeing this, Chen Hao raised his right hand directly.

Instantly, a transparent wall appeared out of thin air, blocking the three thousand weak waters.

"You, you, you..."

Ming Kai did not expect Chen Hao to resist.

"Didn't we agree that you would take this move of mine?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes at Ming Kai.

"Are you a fool, or am I a fool?"

Ordinary water, Chen Hao could take easily.

But this stuff was Weak Water; even some immortals wouldn't dare to take it head-on.

After blocking the Weak Water, Chen Hao turned his right hand into a hand-blade and swung it fiercely.

Instantly, a sharp sword aura broke through the air.

Air-Breaking Slash!

Swish!

This Air-Breaking Slash was extremely fast; Ming Kai couldn't even react.

His right hand was directly severed by Chen Hao.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah~!"

Ming Kai covered the stump of his right hand, looking at Chen Hao with a pained expression.

"You actually dared to cut off my right hand! Kid, you're done for, you're finished!"

"Noisy!"

Chen Hao swung his right hand again.

This time, he directly cut off Ming Kai’s head.

As Ming Kai was killed, the water on the ground disappeared.

Chen Hao condensed a ball of flame in his right hand and threw it at Ming Kai’s corpse.

Boom!

The scorching flames instantly engulfed Ming Kai’s corpse.

The flames burned for a long time before finally incinerating Ming Kai’s corpse.

"Ding-dong!"

"Congratulations to the host, corpse collection successful!"

"Obtained SSS-grade ability—[Power of the Pig God]!"

After dealing with Ming Kai, Chen Hao returned.

The next day.

Zhao Xuecheng appeared in front of Chen Hao.

"You killed Ming Kai?"

As soon as Zhao Xuecheng appeared, he said exactly that.

"What? Is he your man? Do you want to avenge him?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuecheng shook his head.

"He is not my man; in fact, I have a grudge against him."

"This guy, occupying his strength being better than others, always looks at people through his nostrils."

"I have long been annoyed by him, just hindered by the fact that my strength is inferior to his."

"Then why did you come to find me?"

"I want to make a deal with you."

"A deal? What kind of deal?"

"Kid, have you heard of the Immortal-Slaying Sword?"

"Immortal-Slaying Sword?"

"That's right. If I'm not mistaken, you should be a sword-attribute esper."

"Do you know the whereabouts of the Immortal-Slaying Sword?"

Chen Hao’s question made Zhao Xuecheng’s eyes light up.

"That's right, I know."

"Then how should I trust you? After all, you were that kind of person before?"

"What do you mean by 'that kind of person'?"

"How about this: I will take you there, and after we get the Immortal-Slaying Sword, you tell me the secret of your cultivation."

"Sure!"

"Then follow me."

Zhao Xuecheng led the way in front.

He brought Chen Hao and finally arrived at a secret realm.

This secret realm was a bit remote; ordinary people would never know about this place.

After walking inside.

Chen Hao discovered that in front of him was a mountain, and this mountain was stuck full of all kinds of long swords.

Only, these long swords seemed to have experienced wind and sun, and they began to gradually corrode.

"The Immortal-Slaying Sword is here?"

"That's right."

Zhao Xuecheng rolled up his right sleeve, revealing a terrifying scar.

"See this wound?"

"This thing was caused by the Immortal-Slaying Sword."

Zhao Xuecheng said while leading the way in front.

"Kid, let's agree on this first."

"The Immortal-Slaying Sword is a spiritual object; only those with fate can obtain it."

"If you try to take it by force, this wound of mine is the consequence..."

"Even..."

"I know, don't worry, I am not a person who speaks without purpose."

"What I want to say is not this, but in a moment, regardless of whether you can get the Immortal-Slaying Sword or not."

"You must tell me the secret of your cultivation."

"No problem."

Chen Hao walked toward the mountain.

He discovered a problem: as he walked up the mountain, the pressure on his body became heavier and heavier.

The surrounding swords seemed to be exerting pressure on him, attempting to make him kneel on the ground.

"Hold on, this is the test of the Immortal-Slaying Sword. I believe that with your strength, it will definitely be no problem."

Chen Hao and Zhao Xuecheng finally arrived at the summit.

A pitch-black precious sword was stuck in the very center of the summit.

"Is this the Immortal-Slaying Sword you spoke of?"

"That's right!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao said to Zhao Xuecheng, "Alright then, you go and pull the sword out."

"Wh... what?"

When Zhao Xuecheng heard this, his brows furrowed, and his thoughts returned to yesterday.

Last night, Zhao Xuecheng learned the news of Ming Kai’s death.

Combining this with his connection to Ming Kai, Zhao Xuecheng deduced that Ming Kai had come to find Chen Hao.

And had been killed by Chen Hao.

In order to deal with Chen Hao, Zhao Xuecheng thought of a method.

That was to lure Chen Hao to Sword-Fall Mountain.

He had thought Chen Hao would fall for it and go up to take that sword directly.

He didn't expect Chen Hao to be on guard against him.

Zhao Xuecheng squeezed out a bitter smile.

"My good big brother, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

"Look at my hand; it was injured by that Immortal-Slaying Sword."

"This thing, except for those with fate, others simply cannot touch it."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao couldn't help but say to Zhao Xuecheng, "Zhao Xuecheng, at this point, do you still need to pretend?"

"Pretend what?"

Zhao Xuecheng had the appearance of an innocent baby; he was as aggrieved as he could possibly be right now.