45: Chapter 045: Su Xuefeng, Do You Regret It?
45: Chapter 045: Su Xuefeng, Do You Regret It?
At the same time, Su Zhenglong, who was blocking in front of Su Xuefeng, flashed a cold light.
He immediately retorted, “Father, many guests at the birthday banquet are watching you.
Aren’t you afraid of being laughed at by the world?
Aren’t you afraid of losing face in all of Yunye City?”
At this moment, Su Zhenglong’s shock towards Sikong Jing was unimaginable.
But he was also very clear that what Su Xuefeng said sounded nice, something about a battle deciding life and death?
That applied to Sikong Jing and his own family.
If Su Shan were to fall, he definitely wouldn’t die, as Su Xuefeng, Su Zhengtao, and all the Su family would surely protect him fiercely.
In the Su family, there was no such thing as fairness for his own family!
Su Xuefeng’s face turned extremely ugly; he had never dreamed that Sikong Jing would be so strong, nor had he expected Su Shan to lose.
“Is there anything more disgraceful than your family?”
Of course, he would never allow Su Shan to be killed, and he immediately bellowed at Sikong Jing again, “Withdraw your blade immediately and hand over your Wild Blade Run to me, then I might no longer hold today’s events against you.”
As soon as he said this, everyone cursed Su Xuefeng inwardly for his shamelessness, wanting to forcefully take away someone else’s combat skills after Su Shan’s defeat.
However, Sikong Jing laughed, “Su Xuefeng, do you know what martial skill is carved inside the Green Jade Stone Plate I gave to Lu Zhao?”
Sikong Jing’s voice drifted lightly around.
For some reason, Su Xuefeng felt a sudden panic, an unspeakable fear.
No more laughter of ridicule filled the room; rather, many people looked expectantly at Sikong Jing, their senses already overwhelmingly shaken by the Wild Blade Run combat skill.
What martial skill would be within the second Green Jade Stone Plate?
The guests were filled with anticipation.
“The combat skills of the Great Shang Army are varied and cunning, and the second set is exactly the assassination skill called the Rock Piercing Three Swords.”
Sikong Jing’s voice rose again, and then he moved.
The large blade in his hand suddenly fell to the ground with a clinking sound, and his figure appeared eerily in front of Su Zhengtao, a thin chopstick held in his hand from who knows when.
Su Zhengtao was taken aback and growled in a low voice, “Criminal, go to hell!”
He struck down with a slash, but he hit nothing.
Sikong Jing’s voice actually came from behind him, “Rock Piercing Three Swords is a skill designed for assassination, unpredictable and mysterious.
With your Dark Realm Eighth Layer, you cannot see it clearly.”
As the sound fell, Su Zhengtao suddenly turned around, and then his tiger eyes burst, “Beast, stop!”
Sikong Jing’s chopstick was already pointed at Su Shan’s brow, just one thrust further, and Su Shan would have no chance of survival.
Therefore, Su Zhengtao could only roar but dared not act rashly.
The entire scene gaped open-mouthed at this spectacle; they looked at each other in disbelief.
This was the martial skill within the second Green Jade Stone Plate given by Sikong Jing, the Rock Piercing Three Swords—no one had been able to see his movements just now.
But how easy could it be to perceive the skill of assassination?
Su Shan not only lost, but he was utterly defeated in the younger generation’s confrontation, without even the strength to resist, and even Su Zhengtao could not stop this criminal’s lethal move.
This was too terrifying.
“Su Zhenglong, get out of my way!”
Over there, Su Xuefeng’s True Qi surged in disarray, preparing to break through Su Zhenglong’s defense as he shouted, “Criminal, if you dare kill Little Shan, I will surely flay your family alive.”
Su Zhenglong clenched his teeth tight; he actually did not wish for Sikong Jing to kill Su Shan.
But he also couldn’t let Su Xuefeng go over, otherwise Sikong Jing would undoubtedly die.
The next instant, Sikong Jing’s mouth stretched into a cold smile, and the chopstick in his hand flashed fiercely, drilling straight into Su Shan’s brow.
With a thud, blood splattered!
Su Shan’s eyes bulged; he did not even have the chance to speak before he was gone.
He had returned in triumph, considering himself a more heavenly figure than Su Zhenglong, but in a blink of an eye, he was dead by Sikong Jing’s hand.
Collapsing heavily to the ground, Su Shan stared at the ceiling of the hall, refusing to close his eyes in death.
The whole place fell silent once more—the silence was terrifying.
At a distance, Su Yuexi covered her mouth, her eyes still fixed on her husband, who seemed cruel and heartless.
Mei Xiaofang’s body shook violently, and she opened her mouth, dumbstruck.
She simply couldn’t believe that Sikong Jing had actually dared to kill Su Shan.
Su Zhenglong’s gaze also froze.
He not only had not wished for Sikong Jing to kill Su Shan, but he also believed that Sikong Jing wouldn’t do it, as it would surely infuriate Su Xuefeng.
It would also mean that there would be no chance for reconciliation between his family and Su Xuefeng.
Yet, once again, Sikong Jing did the unexpected, killing without mercy or regard.
Everyone was stunned; Su Shan, who was just hailed as the next dominant figure in Yunye City after Su Zhenglong, was now dead—truly dead!
Su Zhengtao reacted, roaring furiously and rushing toward Su Shan.
At the same time, Su Xuefeng, his hair bristling with anger, pushed past the dazed Su Zhenglong and also lunged forward.
By then, Sikong Jing had unconsciously returned to Su Yuexi’s side.
Coming back to his senses, Su Zhenglong swiftly moved in front of the trio, glaring fiercely at the raging Su Xuefeng and Su Zhengtao.
His heart was pounding in his chest; a real father-son battle was upon them, to the death.
“Criminal, I will kill you!”
After confirming that Su Shan was utterly dead, Su Zhengtao stood up like a madman, eyes bloodshot as he glared at Sikong Jing.
Craddling Su Shan’s body, Su Xuefeng trembled all over and roared in vain, “Someone, come here!”
The sound of rushing footsteps…
All the elite members of the Su Family swarmed out, encircling Sikong Jing and the other three.
Su Zhenglong’s spirit trembled, and closing his eyes, he said, “Ajing, take Yue Xi and your mother-in-law and escape.
I’ll hold them off here.”
With his words spoken, Su Yuexi’s whole body shook violently, “Father.”
By staying behind, he was certainly going to die; he was risking his life to create a chance for survival for her and Brother Jing.
Meanwhile, Mei Xiaofang’s crying voice rose, “Master, I want to stay with you.”
Su Zhenglong looked deeply into the eyes of his wife, who had stood by him unwaveringly for ten years, tough in speech but soft at heart, and finally, he nodded.
If they were to die, they would die together.
“Father-in-law, mother-in-law, none of us will die.”
Sikong Jing’s voice rang out, strong and firm.
If he dared to kill Su Shan, he naturally had the confidence to protect his family.
The Su Zhenglong couple looked over subconsciously.
With the situation as it was, how would they break through?
In fact, Sikong Jing had many ways to turn the tables.
For example, he could ask the surrounding guests if they wanted the two sets of Martial Skills that had just been presented.
Another option was to capture Su Zhengtao and use his life to threaten Su Xuefeng; Rock Piercing Three Swords was enough to hold Su Zhengtao hostage.
So Sikong Jing stepped forward calmly and asked indifferently, “Su Xuefeng, any regrets?”
“Even if you felt a sliver of remorse when you saw Grandma Yue Xi, Su Shan wouldn’t have died.”
As Sikong Jing had said, the moment the statue of Grandma Yue Xi was destroyed was as if Su Xuefeng had personally killed Su Shan.
Sikong Jing was very clear at that moment that Su Xuefeng was beyond redemption.
Even if he spared Su Shan’s life, that old man would not have an ounce of gratitude; only endless troubles would ensue.