Chapter 1323. One Sword One Kill
Han Sen’s attitude had fanned the flames of the spirits’ hatred towards humans, whom most already despised. The four that had leaped forward to take him on all rushed forward to end him with one mighty, co-operative strike.
A suffocating pillar of black smoke, a hefty boulder, a tornado composed of lethal winds, and a barrage of thin metal spikes all came towards Han Sen, ready to utterly destroy him.
Han Sen was unable to turn back, since he had already committed to the fight and acted all pompous about it. Even if he did seek to flee, there’d be nowhere he could go, anyway.
But he knew he had to act swiftly and carefully. Taking on four emperors solo was no joke, and although those ahead of him weren’t a pre-composed team, they seemed to immediately meld together and co-operate well. Undoubtedly, they had been unified through the same desire of wanting to see the human squirm.
Still, there was interest coming from the audience, in that they wanted to see how powerful he was. He had made a name for himself, so he couldn’t have been all talk. And they were keen to see how he’d respond to this sudden rush.
And to those who had heard No God Emperor say what he had about Han Sen, their interest in the boy was tenfold. They were keen to see if he could live up to the lofty expectations established by the first Son of God.
Han Sen pulled out a short sword and a longer one; Taia and the Phoenix Sword, respectively.
When he moved, he ran towards the pointy punctures that were headed his way. When he was directly in front of them, he disappeared. He vanished in the blink of an eye.
When Han Sen reappeared, the audience thought he was standing beside two emperors. Their initial glimpse was incorrect, for when their eyes came to focus on him again, they realized he had come before one emperor and wholly cut him in half.