Unrestricted Dao Lord

Xia Yun slashed with his saber, only to be parried by Sikong Shuang’s long spear. At the same time, she unleashed thrust after thrust, so fast that afterimages of the weapon filled the air.

While Xia Yun struggled to block Sikong Shuang’s attacks, He Feng had already crept silently to the side. He was preparing to land a saber strike on Xia Yun at the critical moment. When he did, Xia Yun’s death would be certain!

SWOOSH.

Suddenly, a dazzling sword light erupted in the dark of night.

No one had noticed there was another person present.

Moreover, they were right behind He Feng.

Normally, a Huajin master has comprehended all the variations of Power and no longer fears a sneak attack.

However, this sword strike was simply too fast.

How fast was it?

The sword light flared. He Feng only had time to turn and sweep his long saber backward.

Then... he heard the faint sound of wind and thunder carried within the sword light.

That sound of wind and thunder was all too familiar.

Everyone present had heard it before.

They had even seen this very sword light before.

PFFT.

He Feng went rigid.

His saber missed its mark.

It wasn’t that he failed to sense the edge of his opponent’s sword.

He had.

A Huajin master fears no exquisite Sword Technique.

But this strike wasn’t a particularly exquisite Sword Technique.

Instead, it was all about one thing: speed!

It was too fast!

It was a sneak attack, and caught completely by surprise, he had no way to defend against this strike.

CLANG.

The saber in He Feng’s hand fell to the ground.

He desperately clutched his throat.

But a deep, bloody gash had opened there. Blood sprayed out, and his hands were powerless to stop the flow.

THUD.

He Feng collapsed to the ground.

He was dead!

A dignified Huajin master, whose Body Technique and speed were top-tier—not inferior to Xie Guanchao’s—and who came and went like the wind.

And now, he lay dead in a pool of his own blood.

One strike!

With just a single strike, He Feng was dead.

And it was done with a Swordsmanship they all recognized.

That sound of wind and thunder.

Combined with the signature one-strike kill to the throat.

All eyes turned to the owner of the sword.

Dressed in Night Clothes, a longsword in hand.

Blood was still dripping from the blade.

"Zhang... Zhang Su?"

Seeing this sudden, familiar figure, Yu Jingjing’s mind reeled.

She never would have imagined that Zhang Su would appear.

Bai Jinghong’s pupils constricted.

He looked from He Feng’s corpse on the ground to Zhang Su, his expression growing complicated.

That Zhang Su had killed He Feng in a single strike was simply incredible.

It was a sneak attack, yes.

But Huajin masters weren’t supposed to fear sneak attacks.

Killing a Huajin master was supposed to be incredibly difficult.

And yet, He Feng was dead.

Moreover, He Feng was a Huajin Martial Artist who specialized in Body Technique, yet he had died by Zhang Su’s sword.

Zhang Su’s appearance brought everything to a halt.

This included Zhao Yan and the other four Inner Force Martial Artists from the Five Elements Sect.

The three members of Bai Jinghong’s team had been in grave danger, but now, having narrowly escaped death, they could finally catch their breath.

They scrambled back to Bai Jinghong’s side, their faces alight with relieved joy. "It’s Senior Zhang Su! Haha, Senior Zhang Su is here! We’re saved!"

"Senior Zhang Su killed Jiang Taizhen, the Five Elements Sect’s Little Celestial Pride! A lot of people think his strength is already on par with the Huajin realm."

"With Senior Zhang Su here, we’re saved..."

However, Bai Jinghong and Yu Jingjing were not so optimistic.

Zhang Su was indeed very strong.

His killing of Jiang Taizhen was truly shocking.

But Zhang Su was only an Outer Force Martial Artist.

’Even if his strength really is on par with the Huajin realm, killing He Feng with a single strike to the throat? That’s just unbelievable. Even Zhou Peng wouldn’t claim he could kill He Feng in a single blow.’

"No, that’s not it... he’s not an Outer Force Martial Artist..."

Xia Yun suddenly spoke.

His face lit up with joyful surprise as he said, "If I’m not mistaken, Zhang Su must have broken through to the Inner Force realm!"

Everyone’s eyes went wide.

Inner Force?

That was right. They’d almost forgotten. When Zhang Su killed Jiang Taizhen, he was still just an Outer Force Martial Artist.

If he broke through to the Inner Force realm, his strength would naturally have taken a massive leap.

It all made sense.

Everything was suddenly clear.

He Feng’s death was no longer a mystery. He was likely the first to fall to Zhang Su’s sword after his breakthrough to the Inner Force realm.

"Inner Force!!!"

Sikong Shuang cultivated the Cold Ice Force.

But her eyes looked as if they could spit fire as she stared daggers at Zhang Su.

He Feng was dead.

Her perfect partner.

Dead at the hands of Zhang Su.

Sikong Shuang already loathed Zhang Su with a passion.

And now, He Feng’s death pushed Sikong Shuang’s killing intent to its absolute Peak.

"Zhang Su, I’ve been looking for you for a long time. You’ve finally shown your face..."

A layer of ice crystals actually began to form on the jet-black long spear in Sikong Shuang’s hands.

Combined with her icy killing intent, her expression became utterly ferocious and terrifying.

Zhang Su looked up at Sikong Shuang.

He had not forgotten the last time Sikong Shuang and He Feng had joined forces to hunt him down.

Now, Zhang Su had killed He Feng.

That meant it was Sikong Shuang’s turn.

"You’re not fast," Zhang Su said lightly. "So, you can’t escape."

He didn’t seem the least bit concerned that Sikong Shuang might try to flee.

’If He Feng had tried to escape, that would have been troublesome. After all, He Feng was very fast. If he had been determined to flee, I wouldn’t have been able to catch him so easily. But Sikong Shuang was different. She wasn’t fast. She had no chance of escaping from me.’

This was why, after realizing his opponents were Sikong Shuang and He Feng, Zhang Su had chosen to strike He Feng first.

It was because Sikong Shuang couldn’t escape.

"Escape?"

Sikong Shuang gripped her long spear and sneered. "Even Zhou Peng isn’t worthy of making me flee. So what if you’ve broken through to the Inner Force realm? It’s for the best. You’ve finally stopped running. Now I can take your head to the Elder and wash away my disgrace!"

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