Chapter 170

The person who made the move was a middle-aged man. He had only one arm, one eye, and a deep scar on his face; he could be said to be a collection of many defects, but it was such a person who had cultivated his swordsmanship to an extremely strong realm, becoming a Heaven-grade Luo Wang. What Yan Lingji cared about even more was the sword in the other party's hand.

"That sword is..."

Because of Tian Ze, Yan Lingji knew quite a bit about many ancient swords of the world. After observing carefully for a while, she immediately recognized the sword in the other party's hand.

"Duanshui!"

This sword's style was simple and ancient, the blade broken and jagged; it looked unremarkable, but it corresponded to "Duanshui," one of the eight swords of the King of Yue in Yan Lingji's memory.

This made Yan Lingji very surprised.

Earlier, Su Xuan killed the Heaven-grade Luo Wang Xuan Jian and obtained a Xuan Jian, which ranked fourth among the eight swords of the King of Yue. She did not expect to see another one of the eight swords of the King of Yue here today.

And it was Duanshui, which ranked second.

However, according to Su Xuan, the strength of this man holding Duanshui seemed to be inferior to Xuan Jian's?

Yan Lingji looked at the other party with interest.

After Su Xuan's words rang out, the man who had been repelled by Su Xuan's red sword launched another attack. He used his only arm to swing the sword in his hand, and a flash of cold light passed. Even though Su Xuan had blocked his sure-kill sword.

He did not change his target because of this, turning to attack Su Xuan; his target was extremely firm, and that was Ying Zheng.

Su Xuan's thoughts flickered.

The white sword continued to fly and flash in the air, constantly taking the lives of those ordinary killers, while the red sword, under his manipulation, met the middle-aged man holding Duanshui.

Although the sword he held ranked higher than Xuan Jian among the eight swords of the King of Yue.

But specifically, Su Xuan had already said it earlier.

His strength was not as good as Xuan Jian's.

Although the sword was a famous sword, it was ultimately a dead object; what truly determined strength was the person holding the sword.

Xuan Jian's strength, even among the Heaven-grade Luo Wang, was top-tier.

After Xuan Jian died, the person behind the scenes seemed unable to find a second Xuan Jian to drive.

Even if the person in front of him was also Heaven-grade, even among Heaven-grade, there were differences in rank.

The red sword manipulated by Su Xuan neutralized and blocked the other party's offensive one after another.

A moment later, another white sword flew through the air.

It turned out that those dozens of killers had all died under this white sword emitting vast white light. The two swords attacked the middle-aged man at the same time.

One sword was extremely sharp, immediately severing the man's lone arm.

The lone arm was severed, and the severe pain struck; the sword in the man's hand also fell to the ground.

Fear arose in his heart, and he could not help but sprout the intention to retreat, quickly falling back toward the rear.

It was not that all Luo Wang killers were not afraid of death; at least, for a defective person like him, he did not want to die just like that. It was precisely to live that he, as a defective person, had cultivated such powerful swordsmanship.

Seeing that this killer was about to escape, Ying Zheng hurriedly spoke.

"Mr. Su, can you capture him alive?"

That day, Su Xuan forcefully killed Xuan Jian, and he did not stop him. Now, if he could capture this person and leave a living mouth, it was clearly the best; that way, he could take the opportunity to interrogate who the person behind the scenes was.

"This is easy!"

A sword flew out like electricity under Su Xuan's manipulation, suddenly slapping the middle-aged man, immediately knocking him down. Another gale formed into a bundle, rolling the man's body and flying toward Su Xuan.

The man flew to Su Xuan's side, unable to control himself, and still wanted to make a final resistance.

"Forbidden!"

Under the qi prohibition, all the man's internal energy was sealed. Even, to prevent the man from dying, Su Xuan also prohibited the golden sore, making the wound on the man's severed arm stop bleeding.

"Sir, good means!"

Seeing that in an instant, those killers lurking around were all killed by Su Xuan's flying sword, and this Heaven-grade Luo Wang who had been lurking for a long time and held Duanshui was also captured alive by Su Xuan.

Ying Zheng took a deep breath and praised Su Xuan sincerely.

Also looking at Su Xuan were many members of the diplomatic mission.

Many of them were seeing such miraculous means for the first time, looking at Su Xuan as if seeing an immortal!

The members of the diplomatic mission spent some time dealing with the corpses of these killers.

Although these people intended to assassinate them, leaving these corpses in the wilderness was a bit unreasonable.

Everyone worked together to dig a large pit and buried them casually.

During this period, Ying Zheng, Li Si, and others interrogated the living mouth captured by Su Xuan.

Regrettably, no matter how Ying Zheng interrogated him, even bringing out his true identity and scolding this person with the dignity of the Qin Wang, this person refused to reveal a single word. ===== CHAPTER 172 =====