The Prince of the World Chapter 37: All Killed

Divine Sky Sword Skill, a middle Xuan-class skill, consisted of four moves: Soaring, Destruction, Peerless, and All-Mighty

　　With a Qi sea of nine whirls, Yan Li's vigor was as strong as those in Shengyuan realm. Coupled with the Wushang Sword, the power of Divine Sky Sword skill performed by Yan was comparable to a Poyuan master.

　　For a moment, Wang Feng was so shocked under the forces released by Yan Li that he remembered to draw out the sword only when he felt the intangible threat getting close enough.

　　"Clink!"

　　The chink of the two swords hitting together in the sky could be heard.

　　“Destruction!”

　　Suddenly, Yan Li hacked down with bursting momentum.

　　Boom!

　　The light of the sword cut off the sky, reaching him in a twinkling.

　　Catching up with the Wind and Sun!!!

　　Frightened, Wang Feng completely unexpected that Yan Li was so powerful. With the long sword bursting out pressure, Wang tried to defend Yan's attack.

　　That was the gap!

　　The long sword hit the Wushuang Sword and instantaneously turned into ashes. In a flash the sword stabbed into his chest.

　　The vigor went through the sword, gathering at its tip, and burst out inside Wang Feng, blowing his organs into pieces. Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth, wetting the black mask. He stared at Yan Li, saying, "Shixiong Lin will not let you go!"

　　Buzz!

　　Eager to drink blood, the Bladeless Sword flew out from Yan Li's back once more.

　　"Shidi Wang!"

　　One cried out and four figures rushed out, instantly forming a narrow circle surrounding Yan Li.

　　Xuan Long glared at Yan, roaring, "Bastard. How dare you to kill your fellows!"

　　A hint of sarcasm appeared from Yan Li's mouth, "A murderer must be killed by anyone! You assassinated me, so you should expect the result of being killed by me one day. Isn't it funny that you justify your behavior with the rules of our school? "

　　Xuan Long's eyes became dimmed, shouting, "You bastard! Since you've already known our purpose, there is nothing to say. In short, you must die today!"

　　"Nine assassinators. Three died. Now it is your turn!"

　 Rather than being panic in the face of four Shenyuan masters, Yan Li was stirred up to fight fearlessly. Swaying the long sword in the air, he said, "Come on. Show me your strength. If you are able to kill me!"

　　"I must kill you."

　　Saying in a cold tone, with his one foot stepping onto the ground, Xuan Long wielded the long sword, rushing into Yan in the red light of the sword.

　　The other three closely followed him to their use of sword skills to attack Yan.

　　"Good!"

　　Saying it coldly, Yan Li performed the Divine Sword skills in the fierce battle with four Shenyuan warriors.

　　Out of their surprise, their panic had been grown as they fought against Yan who was merely a Ningyuan warrior. However, he successfully turned the tables.

With obvious momentum, the Divine Sword skill was incomparably powerful like thunder coming from the sun.

Soaring.

Destruction.

Peerless.

All-Mighty.

The four moves were performed scores of times, forming a patch of brightness. Yan Li was unstoppable. He felt heartfully happy and satisfactory every time he wielded the Wushuang Sword.

　　The Sword formed a beautiful arc in the air, consecutively pointed at three sword tips, and suddenly burst out a cluster of dazzling green light.

　　Puff!

　　A big head flew up into the sky, with expressions of panic, resentment, and regret.

　　Cutting through the Sky.

　 Silent Nourishment!

　　All Within Reach!

　　The three were horrified seeing this, so hey were forced to use their Sunday punch.

　　A sword created a red light like lightning across the sky, another countless drops of rain, and the last a sudden, but strangely fast ray.

　 Three people from different directions stabbed Yan Li in the center.

　　"Go to the hell!"

　　"I'll Kill you!"

　　"You'll die!"

　　Their eyes turned red, suggesting that they lost their head.

　　"Ah! "

　　A cry suddenly raised up. Xuan Long thought, "I've hurt him," but then his eyes was unbelievably wide-opened.

　　"Shidi Zhou. It couldn't be you."

　　"Shixiong Xuan, why did you kill me?" Shidi Zhou couldn't believe it and his eyes gradually lost the focus.

　　"Ah! "

　　Xuan Long growled painfully. He did not know why Yan Li disappeared suddenly. Their perfect cooperated skill failed to hurt Yan; instead, they killed their own people.

　　"You bastard. Come out!"

　　"Are you looking for me?"

　　A dazzling sword light flashed out suddenly in the sky.

　　It's deadly!

　　"Shplitch! "

　　Out of a sudden, it was too quick for Xuanlong to react before the sword stabbed into his heart.

　　"Shixion Xuan!"

　　Trembling while seeing the sword coming out, the left one operated his Zhen vigor to attack something in the air at full strength.

　　"Shplitch!"

　　The force of the sword split the air, but it didn't make any difference!

　　A figure showed up from the air. It was exactly Yan Li. He looked at him indifferently, and resume the sword skills.

　　As he saw the dead man lying on the ground with eyes longing for life, Yan felt a little bit guilty for a while, thinking, "Am I too cruel?"

　　But then he shook his head. It was a world where humankind harmed its kind. If he didn't kill his enemies, he would die.

　　He always remembered those eyes shining with happiness in his previous life when his foundations were destroyed.

　　"Millions died that Caesar might be great!"

Yan somehow understood the meaning of this sentence.

　　The next moment, a ray of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He said coldly, "Two more!"

　　The sound of the Bladeless Sword drinking blood made him realize that he no longer hated the evil sword that much.

　　All four corpses became dry. He walked ahead and reached his hand to the hilt. Suddenly, a stream of cold energy flowed up through his arm down to his body.

　　The energy ran inside him and converged into his center.

　　Feeling the power in his center, he found a subtle situation where three kinds of vigor co-existed currently.

　　The Qi sea was in the middle center, like the basis.

　　The weakest but inviolably majestic Mixed Yuan vigor occupied a corner.

　　The Blood vigor in another corner was characterized by faint coldness and evilness.

　　It was wonderful that three kinds of vigor inside him were in great harmony.

　　Leaving his eyesight from the bodies, Yan took them into the Mixed Yuan Space and then searched for the clues of the other two.

　　Nine people came for his life, seven died, but his clothes were as white as before.

　　An hour later.

　　Seeing the Bladeless Sword absorbing the blood, Yan Li felt nothing special this time.

　　All of the nine assassinators died. He was now fearless. After treating the last two bodies, he went deeper to the Dahuang Woods.

　　Ten days passed quickly. Yan killed countless monsters ranging from the first to third level.

　　Of course, for several times, he was close to death. Once he fought alone with a three-level beast—green flame wolf. Unexpectedly, wolfs lived in groups.

　　He killed a lone wolf, but irritated the group.

　　Hundreds of wolves surrounded him, and attacked him relentlessly. He exerted all his energies to kill 35 wolves in that fight. Exhausted, he was so helpless that he hid into the Mixed Yuan Space to save himself.

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