Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 47: Spare My Life
The Transcendent Realm refers to cultivators who have reached a high level of control over spiritual power. Due to differences in their cultivation techniques, skills, physical qualities, and so on, their spiritual power begins to exhibit characteristics that are different from those of ordinary people.

Some are like a gentle breeze, some like purple thunder, some are as heavy as a mountain, and some are as rushing as a river.

Luo Xiaojin's blood cultivation method is quite special, so her spiritual power manifested as blood form very early on.

Tongxuan further enveloped her in a bloodthirsty aura.

The longsword swirled, and the gust of bloody wind it stirred up left a trail of afterimages like a ribbon.

The sword slashed down towards Pei Xia, and the blood curtain almost completely obscured him!
Pei Xia spoke lightly, but the seriousness in his eyes was no less. The long staff in his hand was infused with spiritual power by the silver sand of the sea, and with a clang, it broke out with the sharp edge of pure qi.

Fortunately, the spiritual power of the Tongxuan has not undergone a qualitative change. The blood curtain looks frightening, but it is pure in one aspect.

Pei Xia is still the better one!
A wisp of pale golden energy condensed at the tip of the staff, just like the tip of a sword, piercing out from the blood curtain!

Then, Pei Xia burst out of the bloody light.

The sharp, blood-red light instantly tore his clothes open with hundreds of rips, but beneath the rips, only shallow scars remained on the skin of this thin man!
"Can body tempering through the Netherworld really reach this level?!"

Luo Xiaojin was startled. She twirled her longsword and bravely met Pei Xia's iron rod.

She said she wanted Pei Xia to surrender, but she had never looked down on this man from the bottom of her heart since that night.

When you draw your sword, you go all out!
To her utter surprise, Pei Xia's heavy staff simply touched it lightly and drifted away along Luo Xiaojin's sword.

The slightest unusual sensation of not feeling any force made Luo Dubu subconsciously realize that something was wrong.

But when she tried to pull back her strength, the three-foot iron rod had already nimbly climbed up her sword like a snake!
not good!

Luo Xiaojin stared at the tip of the staff, which resembled a snake spitting its tongue. Her instincts, honed through years of martial arts training, compelled her to retreat and break free from the opponent's sword encirclement.

But Pei Xia seemed to have anticipated her possible actions.

He drew his sword, but his feet were faster than his hands!
Luo Xiaojin took a step back, while he took two steps forward!
Finally, the round tip of the stick passed his chest and came straight for Luo Xiaojin's face!

Luo Dubu gritted his teeth and could only stir up his internal energy to try to block it in front of his forehead.

To her surprise, Pei Xia's iron rod touched her brow, but it seemed as if he wasn't applying any force at all.

Although it was a collision of opposing energies, it only produced a clear "ding" sound between her brows. She felt as if she had been pushed, and she only stumbled slightly.

The girl felt a moment of disorientation.

Was he showing mercy?
Does he still consider me a friend?
he……

Luo Xiaojin couldn't think about it any further.

Because behind the tip of the stick, Pei Xia's large hand was already coming straight at you!

The man looked thin, but his hands were still large. He grabbed Luo Xiaojin's face and, in the girl's momentary daze, caught her off guard...

"boom"!
With a loud thud, her head was slammed into the thick stone floor tiles!

Bricks and stones flew everywhere, and dust billowed up. After a moment of dust, all that could be seen was the white-clad body of the constable, while in the pit where the head was embedded, only long, disheveled hair could be seen.

The tip of the long stick struck Luo Xiaojin's face heavily.

In the head-on gaze, Luo Xiaojin's vision was blurred by blood. She couldn't see Pei Xia's expression clearly, but she could sense the cold contempt in his eyes.

Yang Xu was stunned.

He didn't understand cultivation, only that Luo Xiaojin came from the Holy Palace and her cultivation was far superior to Pei Xia's.

How could they suffer such a crushing defeat in just one encounter?
He was momentarily stunned, then suddenly realized the gravity of his situation. He quickly grabbed a nearby Feathered Feather soldier and shouted frantically, "Quick, grab him! All of you, attack! All of you, attack!"

The Feathered Army soldiers surrounding the entrance of the Prime Minister's residence immediately moved towards Pei Xia.

Pei Xia's combat strength is indeed astonishing. Even in the Northern Normal City, where hidden talents abound, it is hard to believe that such a young Zhen Gang Realm cultivator could defeat a Tong Xuan Martial Artist who is two realms above him.

But Zhen Gang is Zhen Gang. Even amidst a vast army, once the spiritual energy is depleted and the protective aura weakens, they can still be captured without resistance.

Just as the first few dozen Feathered Soldiers rushed forward, a tiny, half-grown figure suddenly appeared on top of the gate of the Prime Minister's residence.

Pear waved her hand, her bright eyes reflecting the figures of the soldiers at the door, and shouted, "Prove my divine power!" The light distorted for a moment.

Then the dozens of soldiers were shocked to discover—damn, it's all gone!

Weapons, armor, even underwear, were stripped from their bodies in an instant!

At the gate of the Prime Minister's residence, Lu Li let out a "whoosh" and dropped a huge, heavy sphere.

The sphere contained a mottled mix of colors and an uneven surface, clearly resembling a piece of armor that had been crumpled up.

"I can catch you ordinary mortals with ease!" Lu Li proudly raised her head.

At the same time, Pei Xia had already rushed through them. The man was protected by his inner energy, and at this moment he no longer cared about any techniques. He was like a ferocious beast, plunging headlong into the fray.

Yang Xu felt a gust of wind coming from behind him, and then a hand grabbed his collar.

Pei Xia gripped Lord Yang's neck and looked around at the restless Feathered Army: "Be careful, lest you drive Lord Yang to his death."

Yang Xu immediately shouted in a shrill voice, "Step back! All of you, step back!"

He now only felt deep regret, realizing that he had only walked so close to the Prime Minister's residence just to humiliate Pei Xia.

He never imagined that Pei Xia would actually dare to defy the Luan Order, and that she would act decisively and with astonishing methods.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Pei Xia dragged Yang Xu, step by step, back to the front of the Prime Minister's residence.

Inside the mansion gate behind him, Ye Lu finally returned with his sword. He stepped over the threshold, looked at Xu Shangxin, then at Pei Xia, and whispered, "Everything is ready."

Xu Shangxin frowned and walked to Pei Xia's side: "What exactly happened?"

She had no idea how she had suddenly become a criminal accused of treason.
By the time Pei Xia appeared, in the blink of an eye, it had become like this.

The matter is now irreversible, and Xu Shangxin, who wished to turn herself in and prove her innocence, has no chance left.

She could only look at Pei Xia and ask, "Is it about the master?"

Pei Xia, still looking at the Feathered Army menacing outside the mansion gate, said without turning her head, "It's complicated, and can't be explained in a few words. In short... listen to me."

Xu Shangxin bit her lip lightly: "Okay."

Ye Lu looked at the two of them and reminded them, "Time is running out. The Palace of the Holy Master will be sending more people soon."

Pei Xia hummed in agreement, dragged Yang Xu back into the mansion, and then had Ye Lu close the gate.

"We need to leave quickly. If the Feathered Army fails to capture us, they will definitely order the inner city to close its gates. If the outer city also closes its gates, it will be even more difficult to escape," Ye Lu said to Pei Xia in a very fast voice.

Pei Xia turned to look at him: "You seem to know a lot about this kind of thing?"

"Uh, I've looked into it."

We must leave as soon as possible. Although closing the city gates would have a huge impact, considering that this was Luo Xian's political act, she was very likely to make this judgment.

"However, there's one more thing I need to take care of before I leave."

As Pei Xia spoke, she looked down at Yang Xu, who was trembling on the ground.

Xu Shangxin probably sensed Pei Xia's thoughts, but she didn't stop her. She just reminded her, "This is the Princess's confidante."

“Yes,” Pei Xia said, “otherwise I wouldn’t bother to do it.”

The three-foot iron rod swung down through the air, accompanied by a loud whooshing sound, and stopped in front of Yang Xu.

Pei Xia looked at his round face: "There are words on the stick, can you see them clearly?"

Yang Xu's chest and abdomen trembled as he glanced over with his small eyes: "Hero... spare my life?"

"Ah."

Pei Xia raised the stick: "I won't let you off."

(End of this chapter)