Chapter 341: Black-Robed Swordsman

"You alone probably can't handle such a big fellow!"

Gu Han clapped his hands, laughing heartily, and said,

"Those black stone guys, just leave them to those people; the final blow on this big fellow will definitely be mine!"

A High Mountain Construct capable of defeating a Martial King surely has strength not to be underestimated.

Slaying such a monster would probably allow him to break through a minor realm directly.

The provided treasure chest is an extraordinary reward!

He certainly doesn't want to miss such an opportunity.

"Then let's treat this as our match!"

Bai Ce gripped his armguard, giving Zi Ling an apologetic smile,

"Those black stone guys, please trouble Miss Zi Ling with them."

Zi Ling smiled faintly, nodding her head calmly,

"Please rest assured, Lord Bai Ce; I'll take care of those black stone guys."

With Zi Ling taking action, Bai Ce is naturally completely at ease.

He took a step, his body surged forward, then he stepped onto the shoulder of a black stone figure and leapt up dozens of zhang high.

But if we treat the High Mountain Construct before us as a person,

Bai Ce's jumping height is probably insufficient even to strike the High Mountain Construct's knee!

The High Mountain Construct extended two thick stone arms, smashing toward Bai Ce to block his movements.

But Bai Ce flicked his body aside, easily dodging the High Mountain Construct's attack.

Obviously, the High Mountain Construct's shortcoming in speed is fully revealed at this moment.

When facing the arrogant Martial King, the High Mountain Construct's offensive capability is maxed out, making even the Martial King hard to match.

But before Bai Ce, who has unleashed his full speed, the High Mountain Construct's strength, though strong, is practically useless.

Gu Han, meanwhile, grew even more arrogant; his Thunder Patrol Wings unfurled behind him, and he shot straight up into the air.

He thrust his Dawn Dragon Roar Spear forward, bringing forth a resounding dragon's cry.

Golden light pierced one of the High Mountain Construct's arms, which fell to the ground, shaking the earth several times.

Bai Ce glanced deeply at the wings behind Gu Han, then quickly averted his gaze without a trace.

It looks like Brother Gu is also like those people—an outsider from beyond the heavens!

A thought flashed in Bai Ce's mind; his hand movements didn't slacken in the slightest as his heavy sword, carrying the force of ten thousand jun, smashed into the High Mountain Construct's body.

Amid the flying sparks, countless huge stones tumbled down.

Moreover, the High Mountain Construct let out a heavy wail, as if the entire mountaintop were violently shaking.

Gu Han's pupils contracted slightly; Bai Ce's power turned out to be even greater than he had imagined!

His Dawn Dragon Roar Spear can break the High Mountain Construct's arm, but it cannot inflict a fatal wound on it.

It seems his strength is still slightly inferior to Bai Ce's!

However, Gu Han also didn't grow impatient; Bai Ce is one of the world's top Savior Heirs.

If his strength were weak, that would be unreasonable.

Their attacks kept raining down on the High Mountain Construct, soon forcing it to retreat repeatedly.

Below, the other Savior Heirs were slaying the black stone figures while watching Bai Ce and company's battle.

"Which country does this stranger hail from, to possess such formidable strength?"

"He looks extremely young; could he be someone from those holy lands?"

"That possibility is indeed real; we'll have to feel things out later!"

A few people whispered their discussion when suddenly they felt a chilling aura coming from not far behind them.

They merely thought another black stone figure had appeared and was attacking them.

One of them turned around, swinging his mad blade at the target.

Boom!

A piercing clang of metal on metal rang out.

He felt an indescribable terrifying force transmit from the opponent's arm, instantly numbing his right arm!

Moreover, his mad blade flew right out of his hand!

Faced with the sudden danger, he could only immediately respond, unleashing all his life-saving spiritual devices at once!

Countless layers of light shields instantly condensed before him.

Crack!

Crack!

A dense cacophony of shattering sounds kept ringing out.

These shields, capable of blocking a Martial King's full-force strike, could barely endure a single breath in the hands of this suddenly appearing black-robed person!

"Save... save me!"

As his words fell, the last layer of shield shattered with a bang!

He could only push his qi and blood to the limit, while at the first moment taking out a heavy shield to block in front of him.

Crack!

The heavy shield likewise couldn't last a single breath before shattering outright.

Along with the shield, his arm that had been chopped off also shattered!

He let out a miserable cry, but he ultimately seized the chance to preserve his life.

That Martial King fled backward in a burst, and at the first moment produced a piece of black stone.

His body quickly began to turn illusory.

At the same time, he turned his head to look around.

The few who had been chatting and laughing with him now, one outruns another.

They kept a great distance from him, as if afraid of being implicated.

The black-robed swordsman seemed not to care about everyone's behavior.

He moved with astonishing speed, arriving in an instant before the fleeing Martial King.

The black-robed swordsman's hand-held side sword, like a crescent moon, slashed down, emitting a chilling aura.

Wuu!

The Martial King let out a muffled groan; despite fleeing and resisting with all his strength, his shoulder was still cut off on one side.

But he ultimately managed to preserve his life.

As for whether he can preserve his life after leaving here with the aid of the black stone, that is another matter.

The black-robed swordsman let out a doubtful little "yi".

He seemed somewhat surprised by the Martial King's escape method.

However, his face was completely hidden beneath the black robe, and no one could see his expression.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and went to kill the several Martial Kings who had distanced themselves.

Everyone was greatly alarmed, turning and fleeing without looking back.

Before today, they never imagined that, high and mighty outside Chong Yuan, they would be

In Chong Yuan, they would actually end up as meat on the chopping block!

Whether they can survive depends entirely on whether they can escape the black-robed swordsman's pursuit!

"Where the hell did this fellow come from?"

"In the Black Tide squad, there actually exists such a terrifying being?"

The black-robed swordsman was extremely fast, catching up to one of the Martial Kings in the blink of an eye.

That Martial King could only use a teleportation device obtained at great resource cost, quickly putting distance between himself and the black-robed swordsman.

The black-robed swordsman's doubt grew even greater,

"An, not here?"

Those sluggish words spat from his mouth were hoarse, like sandpaper scraping.

"Teacher An isn't here; your opponent is me."

A Zi Ling in a purple robe arrived before the black-robed swordsman, her gaze like water.

The black-robed swordsman's gaze fell upon Zi Ling,

"You, die!"

As his words fell, the black crescent moon long sword in his hand burst forth with a pitch-black enchanting shadow.

Like a black hole, it swallowed all the surrounding light.

A black radiance swept over, corroding Zi Ling!