Chen Ping's Sword

"Bold."

As soon as Chen Ping appeared, he unleashed a Life-Taking Sword, piercing through Liu Wuxin’s forehead.

All around, a mix of suppressed and excited gasps echoed, as a giant with a stout figure, standing about two meters and three or four tall, widened his eyes and roared thunderously, striking out with a club in a wave of his hand.

The handle of the club was not large, but the tip was thick and cylindrical, adorned with jagged wolf teeth, sparkling brightly.

The club swooshed through the air diagonally, creating a gale that seemed capable of blowing people away within a radius of three zhang.

Imagine the power behind this swing.

The saying "strength matches the size" was vividly demonstrated with this man.

However, the greatest threat to Chen Ping wasn’t the giant man’s wolf fang club attack, but an arrow.

Buzz...

A lingering hum was masked under the momentum of the giant’s wolf fang club, as a streak of red light reached just before his throat.

The impact made Chen Ping’s heart race wildly.

It felt like being targeted by a sniper in a past life, a chilling sensation to the bone.

In an instant, two lethal attacks came bearing down.

Chen Ping neither blocked nor attacked head-on.

He merely twisted his body in place, with his steps following Seven Stars, moving Dubhe, stepping Merak, and treading Jade Balance...

His body transformed in a flash into three flickering illusions.

The wolf fang club swept across the shadow, kicking up dust and fallen leaves.

The giant man wasn’t disappointed; his eyes bulged as he wielded a massive square black iron shield in his other hand, swinging it down forcefully.

Woosh...

It was as if the sky was collapsing, crashing down.

No matter how impressive one’s Body Technique, if they remained in this confined space and couldn’t escape, they would surely have to endure this blow.

The giant might be slow, but his strength and reflexes were powerful.

He responded without delay.

The braided, high-nosed man on the rooftop didn’t even frown, seemingly unconcerned about his missed arrow.

He reversed his hand, grabbing another arrow, and released it with a roar...

This arrow exploded like a fiery sun.

The arrowhead radiated countless sparks of light, scattering rapidly.

It seemed illusory yet real.

The courtyard’s temperature surged abruptly.

It felt like being in a furnace.

"Fiery Sun Skill, Tracking Arrow."

Someone recognized the arrow and exclaimed aloud.

Many quietly and hastily backed away.

Afraid the fight in the courtyard would drag them into chaos.

Indeed, Chen Ping also noticed the lethality of this arrow.

The first arrow was swift and fluttering, missing its mark, then circled around quietly to aim at the back of his head.

The second arrow was heavy and fast.

In his thoughts, this was not just an arrow but a blazing sun crashing straight into him with intense heat.

This arrow was very heavy.

Chen Ping calculated in his mind.

Leveraging the ingenuity of the Seven Stars Step, he dodged the attacks from both sides in one step.

This was because he had already made calculations in his mind.

While enduring Liu Wuxin’s provoking and vulgar language, he maintained his calm, using the Clear Wind Shadowless Sword to decisively kill his opponent, naturally preparing for the impending attacks.

Indeed.

The other two were the most formidable opponents.

The giant was bulky with great strength, and despite his repulsive fat appearance, his defense was likely formidable enough to make Martial Artists of the same level despair.

Therefore, attacking him first was definitely a last resort.

The braided, high-nosed Hu Person had a formidable arrow force and frightening attack power, but he didn’t seem to have strong defenses.

He was the second attack target.

As Chen Ping’s figure cast seven illusions, he didn’t charge forward but instead retreated a step, slipping into the gap where the giant’s shield had struck.

His form curled up, landing a gentle palm on the shield...

An immense force bore down.

He didn’t try to resist.

Being pressed straight against the ground by the shield, it seemed like he would be smashed to bits.

A cold smile already appeared in the giant’s eyes.

But suddenly, he felt the shield growing heavier, with an infinite strength coming from beneath, making his arm muscles creak under the strain.

It was as if he was smashing down not on flesh and blood, but on an endless land.

Using the shield to conceal himself, Chen Ping avoided the attacks from the two Fiery Sun Arrows in quick succession, focusing all his Tendon Power, Bone Force, and visceral energy to unleash a powerful strike...

His body was nimble as a fish in water, darting forward diagonally.

Swift as a shadow, shooting straight to the rooftop.

"Bang..."

A sharp sound rang out.

By now, the braided, high-nosed man had already fired the third arrow.

Unlike the first two arrows, this one became a blazing sun upon release, and the arrow tip gleamed exceedingly bright.

As Chen Ping rushed forward, before the arrow even reached him, he felt his skin cracking and his hair and eyebrows curling slightly.

Each arrow from the opponent was fiercer and stronger than the last.

Sure enough, his primary target needed to be eliminated first, right?

He took a deep breath.

He wasn’t planning to dodge anymore.

After all, evading was futile.

With a master of long-range attacks, the faster you escape, the quicker you meet your end.

Especially when the opponent possesses such remarkable skills.

Thus, Chen Ping readied himself to face the challenge head-on.

"Boom..."

Amidst the chaos, he took a deep breath, his body and surface revealing countless black patterns, feeling no longer like flesh and blood.

He became the bow, his arms the arrows.

In an instant, he thrust eight sword strikes.

Merging into one.

Incredible speed.

As the thick flames arose, the arrow tip emitted a foot-long red light, shattered into tiny pieces by Chen Ping’s Clear Wind Shadowless Sword.

The braided, high-nosed man Murong Gui wasn’t disappointed, instead, he smirked coldly.

From the north to the south, he had never encountered such a foolish person daring to meet the Sunset Divine Arrow head-on.

Blocking the arrow, but not its force.

As the arrow shattered, the snow-bright long sword also snapped into pieces.

Countless fragments of the exploded arrow showered like a fierce rain, engulfing the fragments of the sword, and rushed forward...

Striking Chen Ping’s body and face.

The thought of blood splattering from the opponent’s body entered his mind, feeling regretful about not luring out Hua Lian’er.

Anticipating another search felt somewhat regrettable.

With this in mind.

Murong Gui’s eyes suddenly sharpened, neglecting to draw a new arrow, and prepared to leap back, leaving the rooftop.

He observed, as the arrow fragments touched the opponent’s black-patterned body, only countless ripples formed without penetrating an inch.

The opponent’s Qi Mechanism rose instead of falling.

A hand reached out, grabbing the longbow’s body like a hook.

"Not good."

Murong Gui intended to reverse his wrist and withdraw, but felt the bow’s body violently tremble, with an overwhelming force transmitting through, making it impossible to hold on.

Before he could lament over losing his precious bow...

He found the longbow spinning, reversed, its sharp end disappearing without a trace.

Puff...

The reappearing bow tip pierced into his throat.

"This..."

Murong Gui’s eyes filled with terror and despair.

He never imagined being killed in such a manner.

The opponent’s close combat was bizarrely fierce, using every means possible.

It seemed that anything touching him became a weapon.

Even with a broken sword, the lethality didn’t diminish, instead, the attack intensified.

Most unbelievable of all.

Despite possessing such formidable power and nimble close-kill techniques.

His physique remained so robust that even the Sunset Divine Arrow’s strike could be blocked without harm.