Chapter 414: The King Descends from Heaven!

"Forbidden Curse: Sigh of the Fire God!"

Ye Lin, whose injuries had recovered, didn't say a word and raised his hand to cast a forbidden curse.

Under the blessing of the mental power provided by countless soul bodies in the Human Emperor Flag, the power of the forbidden curse he released at this moment was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, everyone in the Sang Country saw an extra bright golden sun in the sky.

Ban Ming's face changed, and he instantly blocked in front of Shiba Takato, slashing out fiercely, cutting the bright golden sun into two halves.

*Boom! *

A strong explosion occurred in the sky, and in an instant, dust rolled.

Ban Ming slashed out another sword, splitting the sky full of dust, but Ye Lin's figure had already disappeared!

Ban Ming's pupils shrank, and then he turned his head back fiercely, only to see that Ye Lin had already appeared in front of Shiba Takato!

A purple thunderbolt exploded in Ye Lin's hand, making a *zizizi* electric current sound, and then slammed into Shiba Takato's body.

"Forbidden Curse: World-Extinguishing Wild Thunder!"

The powerful and violent thunder power instantly submerged Shiba Takato. He let out a miserable scream, and his whole body was blown away.

"Takato!" Ban Ming was instantly anxious.

A burnt smell of roasted meat kept emitting from Shiba Takato's body, and his skin cracked. Clearly, he had suffered heavy

"Master... don't worry about me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhibin Yingdou coughed up a large mouthful of fresh blood, and within the blood he spat out, electric currents were leaping.

Ban Muming took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

The next second, he actually closed his eyes slowly.

Just from this one exchange, he had already realized how terrifying Ye Lin was: an immortal body combined with attack power that was terrifying to the extreme.

If he didn't bring out his peak state and attack with all his might, even he might be defeated today!

Swish!

Ban Muming struck with his sword; the sword techniques were incomparably ruthless, with every strike aimed straight at Ye Lin's vital points.

Ye Lin tried to dodge, but Ban Muming was worthy of being hailed as the strongest existence in the Hao Yue Realm; even with Ye Lin activating the Dance of Instants, it was very difficult to dodge his sword techniques completely.

Before long, Ye Lin's body was covered in countless sword marks, and fresh blood had dyed him into a blood-soaked gourd.

Ye Lin narrowed his eyes; since he couldn't dodge, he wouldn't dodge anymore!

He simply charged straight into Ban Muming's sword strikes, letting the longsword pierce directly through his body.

"Forbidden Curse: Eternal Geng Metal!"

Ye Lin returned the favor in kind, trading life for injury, as a golden spear also pierced through Ban Muming's body.

Ban Muming let out a muffled groan, the veins on his forehead bulging.

He was fighting with extreme frustration; clearly, his strength was above Ye Lin's, but Ye Lin simply couldn't be killed—this was completely playing the rogue.

This was like a Challenger-rank player dueling a Gold-rank player, but the Gold-rank one had turned on a "lock-health" cheat; how was one supposed to fight that?

You hit him and he doesn't die, and while you go home to recover your status, he pushes your tower; even professional players would be scratching their heads at this kind of matchup.

Under the continuous battle, Ban Muming killed Ye Lin hundreds of times, but his own body also gained several terrifying wounds, incomparably hideous, with fresh blood dripping out.

Ban Muming's complexion turned visibly pale, and finally, during another exchange, Ban Muming, having exhausted too much physical strength, was ultimately caught by Ye Lin.

"Forbidden Curse: World-Extinguishing Wild Thunder!"

Boom!

A thunderclap exploded in the heart of every Sang Country citizen. Under the eyes of everyone, the strongest Hao Yue Realm expert in their eyes, the Left-Handed Sword Saint Ban Muming, was blasted away just like that, falling heavily to the ground, life or death unknown.

Meanwhile, the wounds on Ye Lin's body slowly recovered as if they had never been, and like an invincible demon king, he looked down coldly at everyone.

A deep sense of despair shrouded everyone.

"What kind of joke is this... is there really anyone who can defeat such an enemy?"

"Lord Ban Muming! Get up quickly! Don't be defeated by that hateful murderous maniac!"

"Is anyone there? Save me! Here, there's a monster here! Is there anyone? Hero! Please, someone come and save me! Hurry over, anyone will do, hurry and save me!"

In the city behind them, there were cries of collapse everywhere, as if it were the end of the world.

Ban Muming, lying on the ground unable to rise, seemed to perceive something; his fingers twitched slightly.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the time he first held a sword.

At that time, he had just become a swordsman, and his teacher told him that the sword in a swordsman's hand was for protecting those who were important.

Ban Muming understood it only half-heartedly; he only knew that he began to put in all his effort and started practicing the sword earnestly.

He advanced triumphantly all the way until he reached level 90, when his wife, children, and parents were all killed by enemies, and his right hand was also severed, leaving him a cripple.

At that moment, Ban Muming finally understood what his sword was for.

Because of this, he became the famous Left-Handed Sword Saint, and the people of the Sang Country looked at him with reverence and admiration.

He took in a disciple named Zhibin Yingdou; this disciple had even more terrifying talent than he did, and he treated this disciple like his own biological son.

Oh, right.

He still had a disciple.

He still had a disciple waiting for him.

He still... could not fall!

Ban Muming's consciousness, which had been wandering far away, instantly returned to his body.

"I cannot fall, because behind me are my disciple and the lights of ten thousand homes... even if I die... I cannot fall..."

Ban Muming, who should have died from his heavy injuries, opened his eyes at this moment; Zhibin Yingdou was right beside him.

"Master! Let's run! Wait for Lord Haidou to come; only Lord Haidou can defeat this monster! We can't win at all!" Zhibin Yingdou's tone was filled with despair.

"Can't win? I don't think so. Yingdou, remember what Master told you before: before you die, never let go of your sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying energy on Ban Muming's body blasted Zhibin Yingdou away.

On Ban Muming's body, strands of red blood began to burn and steam, and the aura on his body climbed step by step.

"This... what is this? No! Master, don't! There must be another way! Stop it, Master! Yamero, if this goes on, you will disappear!" Zhibin Yingdou let out a desperate roar.

Ban Muming did not speak, only blindly continuing to burn his life force.

"Can't win at all? I... don't understand..."

Ban Muming lay on the ground, his gaze fixed on the blue sky and white clouds.

"Death God, please take all the life I, Ban Muming, have left. Please let me, please let me... possess the power to protect once again! I also have... things I must protect even at the cost of my life!"

"Let me, as a master, protect this disciple one last time."

In a trance, Ban Muming seemed to truly see the hideous Death God beckoning to him.

"Even if you sacrifice your life, you might not be able to stop that guy. Are you sure you want to do this?" the Death God asked.

"Sure. Take all my life force; I want to trade all my life force for power." In Ban Muming's eyes, it seemed as if two sharp swords were ready to roar out at any moment.

"Wonderful! This is the Left-Handed Sword Saint Ban Muming! You are the monster most qualified to roar at the world!" The Death God opened his arms and hugged him fiercely.

The sword in Ban Muming's hand seemed to feel its master's will at this moment and began to tremble crazily.

Divine artifacts have spirits; this sword was going to follow its master to the end!

Ban Muming, who was already at the peak of the Hao Yue Realm, was pushed by his remaining life force, and half a foot had already successfully stepped into the Lie Yang Realm!

Ban Muming, with his life force burning to the extreme, held his sharp sword and stood up again.

The next moment, the Left-Handed Sword Saint Ban Muming made his entrance!

A king descending from the heavens, angry and hideous!