Supreme Dragon Martial Soul-Chapter 365 - 41 Kill!

Swish!

Almost at the same moment Sun Yingyang’s voice rang out, a dazzling sword radiance was already at Sun Chuanwu’s face.

Luo Cheng executed the Third Form, Lightning Passage, of the Heavenly Fall Sword Technique!

This sword technique, while slightly less menacing than the Fourth Form, Thunder Sound, was the fastest among the Heavenly Fall Four Forms.

Coming to his senses, Sun Chuanwu’s expression drastically changed, and he desperately dodged.

Thud!

A stream of startlingly vivid blood splashed into the air.

Sun Chuanwu’s knife-wielding right hand, along with the blade, was lopped off and sent flying!

Seeing this scene, the crowd gasped in shock, staring at the events in disbelief!

If Luo Cheng held back before, the moment he struck, it was a thunderous assault that severely injured Sun Chuanwu.

Was this the true strength of the Xuanyuan Sect’s foremost Outer Sect disciple?

It was an utter, one-sided suppression of Sun Chuanwu!

Most of the spectators simultaneously had the same thought: Did this man truly awaken a Wasted Martial Soul?

"Ahhhh! My hand! My hand!!"

On the stage, Sun Chuanwu stared blankly at his severed right hand flying away, letting out a heart-rending scream. His facial features twisted in agony. Then, when he lifted his head, his expression froze in terror.

Luo Cheng was once again closing in!

Escape!

Overcome with panic, Sun Chuanwu turned and bolted off the platform at full speed.

But how could Luo Cheng let him get away? Utilizing the Mist Shadow Step, his figure exploded into motion. In a single flash, he appeared in front of Sun Chuanwu.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

Raising his gaze, Luo Cheng’s eyes were icy cold, an overwhelming killing intent radiating from him. With fierce momentum, his leg swept across.

Bam!

Gwaagh!

Sun Chuanwu’s body twisted in mid-air and flipped several times, like a broken burlap sack, before smashing heavily onto the center of the arena. He spat out a jet of blood!

"You little bastard! I’ll kill you!!"

Sun Yingyang roared in fury, Essence Energy erupting from his body. His figure soared into the air, clawing at Luo Cheng with a vicious swipe!

Woo—woo—woo—woo—woo!

The green claw force, as large as a house, rippled through the air, sending waves crashing in all directions, accompanied by ghostly wails.

Boom!

Suddenly, another powerful presence erupted. The Ninth Elder’s dominating aura descended over the arena. Wielding a spear, he shattered the claw force, placing himself between Sun Yingyang and Luo Cheng. With a sneer, he said coldly:

"Sun Yingyang, the duel is still ongoing. It’s not your place to interfere!"

"Oh, by the way, who was it earlier that said if a Fierce Cloud Sect disciple were killed, there’d be no complaints?"

Having tolerated humiliation for so long, the Ninth Elder clearly wouldn’t let this moment slip by, mocking Sun Yingyang and throwing his previous words back at him.

Sun Yingyang’s eyes blazed with fury, his teeth grinding as he growled:

"Get out of my way! The outcome of this battle is already settled. There’s still time to stop this, or you’ll face the consequences!!"

The Ninth Elder snorted heavily. "What a joke. You kill our Xuanyuan Sect disciples at will, but we can’t do the same to yours? If I let you take him away today, what face would my Xuanyuan Sect have left to show?"

"Silence!"

Sun Yingyang roared furiously. "Your Xuanyuan Sect trash is no match for my son. Whoever dares harm him further will face endless vengeance! Get lost!"

Seeing Luo Cheng once again approach Sun Chuanwu, Sun Yingyang could no longer endure. His aura surged yet again, and he slammed a palm toward the Ninth Elder.

Boom!

Vigorous Essence Energy transformed into a massive palm, flattening everything in its path. The void ruptured layer by layer!

"You dare?!"

The Ninth Elder roared in rage, about to counter.

Suddenly.

Swish!

A golden streak of Finger Strength pierced through, instantly obliterating the Essence Energy palm.

Elder Wu Shan, seated at the main position, had at some indiscernible moment opened his eyes. He spoke with an indifferent tone:

"I already said, no one is to disrupt the duel."

Pointing at Luo Cheng, Sun Yingyang lost all composure and roared: "Elder Wu Shan, that little bastard Luo Cheng is cheating! He’s clearly at the Third Layer Peak of the Tongxuan Realm, but he’s deliberately hiding his cultivation. His intentions are sinister! Besides, the match is already decided..."

Hmph!

Wu Shan Elder let out a cold snort, his gaze frosty. "Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"

Thud!

The words hit Sun Yingyang like a thunderclap. He spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back repeatedly.

The surrounding onlookers were dumbfounded.

The overbearing Elder Sun Yingyang of the Fierce Cloud Sect had been suppressed to the point of spitting blood with just a glance!

What kind of terrifying power was this!

It had to have far surpassed the Awakening Vein Realm, reaching an unfathomable level!

Sun Yingyang realized now that no words could sway the outcome!

Strength was the truth, the ultimate authority!

The opposing side only needed to lift their finger to end him!

Moreover, it was him who had personally agreed to the inter-sect clash. He could only avert his gaze, glaring savagely at Luo Cheng, and roared:

"You little bastard, I advise you to stop now. Don’t bring calamity upon yourself! The consequences are something you can’t afford. Don’t invite a disaster of life or death to your doorstep!"

Sun Chuanwu lay on the ground pale-faced, bathed in blood, on the brink of death.

Step by step, Luo Cheng walked over and planted his foot firmly on Sun Chuanwu’s chest, raising his head to look at Sun Yingyang:

"You issued a bounty order to take my life! And now you’re advising me not to invite trouble on myself?"

Not expecting Luo Cheng to be aware of this, Sun Yingyang’s face darkened. He spoke coldly: freewёbnoνel.com

"You’re a smart man. You should know when to back down. If you lay another hand on him, I swear, you’re as good as dead! You, your useless father, your entire family—none will survive! You’ll regret it for the rest of your life!"

"Let me go!"

Sun Chuanwu struggled violently, gritting his teeth and growling at Luo Cheng: "Do you want your whole family buried with you?!"

Sun Chuanwu didn’t believe Luo Cheng dared to kill him. He had already decided that once the Three Sects Martial Arts Competition ended, he would make Luo Cheng pay a hundred—no, a thousandfold price!

This was the price of offending him!

"Is that so?"

Looking at Sun Yingyang, Luo Cheng’s eyes turned chilling.

Sun Yingyang’s mention of his father ignited a volcano of rage in Luo Cheng’s heart. His blood boiled over like an erupting inferno!

"Slash!"

Swish!

With a single swing of the Flame Trace Sword, Sun Chuanwu’s entire left arm was severed.

"Ahhhhh! You madman! Madman! Father! Save me! Save me!"

Sun Chuanwu howled in agony, all his earlier bravado vanishing. He writhed in pain, wailing and begging Sun Yingyang for help.

The audience was utterly stunned, their jaws dropping.

No one expected Luo Cheng to be this audacious, this ruthless! Even under Sun Yingyang’s threats, he dared to strike again!

It was outright defiance!!

Even Chen Lingyu and others were left dumbfounded, unable to believe that such courage resided within this seemingly small body!

Sun Yingyang’s face twitched violently, his long, narrow eyes fixed on Luo Cheng, his gaze as sharp as steel needles. He spat venomously:

"You little bastard, did you not hear what I said?!"

"I heard you! But unfortunately, no matter what you say, he won’t escape death today!"

Luo Cheng had come to the Three Sects Martial Arts Competition just for this moment!

How could he possibly let Sun Chuanwu go?

With a cold laugh, Luo Cheng’s nine Essence Energy Mansions roared into motion. Gathering every ounce of strength in his body, he stomped down hard.

Thud!

Over two million kilograms of force smashed into Sun Chuanwu, shattering all his bones and internal organs!

Thud!

Sun Chuanwu arched his back, spewing a thick stream of blood into the air. His eyes bled, staring at Luo Cheng with wide-open disbelief. His lips quivered as if struggling to speak.

He couldn’t believe Luo Cheng actually killed him!

How dare he kill him?!

In the fleeting moment before his death, Sun Chuanwu’s mind wandered back six months, to the first time he had seen Luo Cheng.

Back then, he had been standing proudly on the back of the Fire Bird, towering above.

In his eyes, Luo Cheng had been as insignificant as dust, as trivial as an ant!

Not even worth a second glance...