Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

“Why are you attacking this stupid thing?!” Nangong Zhuo yelled after seeing this, “Capture that despicable girl for me!”

Finally, several crazy-eyed disciples of the Heaven-Seeking Sword Palace turned their gazes toward Jiang Xiaoyue.

With furious roars, they lunged toward her like madmen.

Jiang Xiaoyue waved her small hand.

Pale blue spiritual light rose from the ground, and the disciples of the Heaven-Seeking Sword Palace who charged at Jiang Xiaoyue looked as if they had crashed into a wall and began to turn around in the circle of spiritual light.

Demon-Trapping Spell!

With fewer people attacking it, the godly beast instantly felt less pressure. It spat out a beam of fire, and the cultivators screamed with flames all over their bodies.

Nangong Zhuo’s face turned darker.

He had thought that the little princess of the Jiang Family could do nothing but eat; he had never heard anything about her cultivation strength and thought that she was absolutely no match for him and the other geniuses.

If not for the fact that she came from the Jiang Family, he would never have spared her a glance.

But now, Nangong Zhuo’s expression turned from disdainful to grim while he slowly said, “I admit that your strength makes you qualified for being a descendant of the Jiang Family. Given more years in cultivation, you might have the power to become one of the strongest among the younger generation.”

He let out a furious roar, and the small black sword beside him also created a crisp, high-pitched sword cry.

The sword cry was so sharp and wicked that it seemed like it could enter people’s brain through all avenues. The shrill screams pierced the people’s minds like demonic music, and Li Lanruo had difficulty blocking it by chanting the Ice Heart Mental Technique from Wind and Cloud.

“I will say it again.” Nangong Zhuo looked so gloomy that it seemed like he was on the verge of exploding. “Hand over the woman of the Li Family.”

“Aya, how come you are so annoying!” Jiang Xiaoyue didn’t bother to talk to him. Instead, she copied Mr. Fang’s actions when he played Dante in Devil May Cry 3. She hooked her finger at her opponent and mocked.

Dumbfounded, Nangong Zhuo couldn’t even believe his eyes.

Even Li Lanruo beside her was stunned.

When Nangong Zhuo reacted, he exploded like a bomb, enraged that she not only refused to hand over the woman but even mocked him!

More importantly, this mocking gesture resembled Mr. Fang’s when he broke Nangong Jiuwen’s Immortal-Hacking Sword Array.

It means that this girl probably is related to the murderer who had killed more than 100 people of Nangong Family!

After all, they both used Dante’s classic mocking gesture.

“Reckless little girl,” Nangong Zhuo said fiercely, “I tried to reserve my strength to show respect to your Jiang Family, but you obviously are not grateful. Today, I’ll let you know who you can mess with and who you shouldn’t mess with!”

Crack!

Nangong Zhuo cut open his palm with the sword, leaving a shocking wound. Then, a thunderbolt exploded above his head, illuminating his deadly-pale face. His messy hair fluttered and danced in the dark gale, and nauseating blood flowed all over his pale face, making this tall young man look like a fierce ghost from Hell.

“Do you feel this force?!” Nangong Zhuo’s aura suddenly expanded, and the black energy which was turbid seemed to have condensed into a solid around him.

The great force exploded all the surrounding rocks and trees into dust, shattering them into dust inch by inch.

Right now, Nangong Zhuo’s face was distorted and wicked like a fierce ghost, and he sneered, “I’m surprised that I must use my full strength against you, a little girl! You should feel honored!”

“Now, I’ll show you why my Heaven-Seeking Sword Palace can stand on top of all the other families!” He brought his hands together before his chest, gathering the huge force. “I’m the only genius of the Nangong Family who can control the godly swords in the Sword Tomb without worrying about being reduced into a sword slave in the past 1,000 years! Today, I’ll show you how big the gap between us is!”

“Hack!”

Nangong Zhuo yelled, and a black sword energy struck down like a thunderbolt!

Boom!

With a huge, deafening sound, it left a deep trail in the ground.

…

Hundreds of meters away, the dozens of cultivators belonging to the forces under the Nangong Family had been knocked down onto the ground.

“Such strong sword energy!” The white-clothed woman was surprised. “No! Nangong Zhuo is unleashing his full strength! We must hurry over and rescue her!”

“What the heck is Nangong Zhuo doing?” The green-clothed girl frowned. “Does he want to create a war between the two families?”

…

However, when the sword struck down, it missed its target.

“You sure run fast!” Nangong Zhuo snorted and saw that Jiang Xiaoyue had moved to the side. She panted slightly, showing that it wasn’t easy for her to dodge this attack.

“I’ll see how many strikes you can dodge!” Nangong Zhuo shouted and slashed his sword again!

“Humph!” Jiang Xiaoyue snorted and said, “Since this is the case, I’ll show you a glimpse of the Immortal Wind Cloud Body, Drunken Immortal Moon-Observing Steps, and Tiangang Battle Qi!”

Gales whistled and blew up sand and rocks. Suddenly, the flying rocks around Jiang Xiaoyue paused in mid-air.

Then, the surrounding sand and rocks in the were shattered into dust by an invisible energy that seemed righteous!

She slashed out her sword, moving as unpredictably as the wind and clouds. When Nangong Zhuo’s sword missed its target for the second time, Jiang Xiaoyue had moved behind him.

In the original version of the Legend of the Sword and Fairy, Liquor Sword Immortal taught Li Xiaoyao the Immortal Wind Cloud Body and the Drunken Immortal Moon-Observing Steps before the latter went into the Demon-Suppressing Tower, and they were trump cards that were only inferior to the Liquor Immortal Spell. In the original game, the Drunken Immortal Moon-Observing Steps combined with Tiangang Battle Qi had even greater damage compared to Sword God. If one added the Immortal Wind Cloud Body to this combination, one could even kill immortals.

With these techniques and Jing Tian’s close-range sword techniques, even one-tenth of their power was…

White clouds floated around, and sword energies surged up.

– Three minutes later –

“Pu–!” Nangong Zhuo spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was already covered in blood. He had done his best but couldn’t land a single attack on his opponent!

“Humph! Now you’ve had a taste of the Immortal Wind Cloud Body, Drunken Immortal Moon-Observing Steps, and Tiangang Battle Qi, eh?” Jiang Xiaoyue said with a snort, “I have many other techniques. Watch my Unbound Godly Sword!”

“Ahh–!” A series of shrill screams came from the forest.

“We are here! We are here!” Two women rushed over with swords in hands.

They were stupefied by the scene.

“!!??”

Pleased to see them, Nangong Zhuo, who had blood all over his face, reached his hand to them. “Help…”

“I see nothing; you guys can continue.” The two women were instantly gone.

Then, the white-clothed woman dashed back and added, “I will be outside on watch, and I will warn you if someone comes.”

With that said, she left again.

Nangong Zhuo: “!!??”