"Who injured you two?"
Luo Lin gently descended, landing beside Huang Ling and Tong Zheng. He extended his right hand and placed it on Huang Ling’s arm.
A slight slicing sound was heard, and a shallow blood mark appeared on his right thumb and continued to widen. A trace of surprise flashed in Luo Lin’s eyes.
"Brother Luo, it was that man who injured us. We originally mentioned your name, but he ignored it and even said... even said..."
A flash of malice appeared in Huang Ling’s eyes as he pointed at Chu Ming and complained to Luo Lin. Naturally, he exaggerated a bit, but by the end of his speech, he sounded a bit hesitant.
Luo Lin’s face darkened, and he asked coldly.
"He said that even Brother Luo, in front of him, is nothing but crap."
Huang Ling stammered, but inside, he was filled with excitement. Luo Lin was a core disciple of Blood Cloud Palace with tremendous strength, considered a top-tier genius in the entire Central Divine Domain. In his eyes, Chu Ming wouldn’t be able to stand in front of Luo Lin for long.
Luo Lin’s arm quivered slightly, a streak of blood light burst from his body, directly dispersing the Slaughter Sword Intent within Huang Ling. Huang Ling breathed a sigh of relief as he felt his body lighten immediately after the Slaughter Sword Intent dissipated.
"If I’m not mistaken, you must have known I would come, right?"
Luo Lin stared at Chu Ming with eyes as cold as a viper, full of menace.
Chu Ming nodded calmly. Though Luo Lin was stronger than the four prodigies from the Eastern Domain back then, he was still a level below Chu Ming’s current strength.
"Then why are you still here?"
Luo Lin frowned. He had heightened his vigilance to the maximum, thinking Chu Ming’s lingering indicated he had some kind of backing or reliance.
"I want to borrow something from you."
Chu Ming remained indifferent. By now, the others in the inn had retreated a thousand meters away, forming a circle around Chu Ming and Luo Lin centered on the inn.
Blood light surged on Luo Lin’s body as an ominous Sword Intent transformed into a storm, sweeping towards Chu Ming.
A flash of light appeared in Chu Ming’s right hand, and the Star Trace Sword instantly appeared in his grip. His Sword Momentum gathered, and everyone felt a dazzling light burst through the sky as Luo Lin’s Sword Intent dissipated in an instant.
Luo Lin laughed furiously, and his blood-red scimitar quickly slashed multiple times, transforming into countless brilliant blood-colored beams shooting towards the sky. The houses on the surrounding streets shattered, and debris flew into the air.
The Star Trace Sword’s tip trembled slightly, and beams of sword light burst out from the tip. It was so fierce that it seemed like the sky was filled with an invincible Sword Intent, giving a sense of impending doom.
Under the sword light, the blood-colored knife light shattered layer by layer, transforming into countless blood-colored splashes, flying outward from the point of collision between the two.
At this moment, the Lord of Hu Ye City, Qing Song, had already risen into the sky, but he did not stop the fight. He merely observed coldly. Since the activation of the Life and Death Tower, the Life and Death Palace had decreed that killing within cities of the Central Divine Domain was permitted. His presence was solely to protect the civilians.
"Indeed, you have some skills!"
Luo Lin stared at Chu Ming, his eyes narrowed slightly. Holding his blood knife, he made a light, almost lethargic slash, but it appeared unstoppable to many onlookers.
Chu Ming’s right hand held the Red Sword, and in an instant, he split into three. Two shadowy figures surged in the air, charging at Luo Lin directly. The three Star Swords emanated three different Sword Intents—Immortal, Slaughter, and Void—interchanging as the sky instantly changed color.
The sky darkened, Luo Lin’s knife was instantly broken through. The sword light continued, leaving two holes in his attire; if his retreat had not been fast, he would have been severely injured.
Both retreated simultaneously, transforming into two black shadows, clashing incessantly.
Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding...
Sharp knife light and Sword Intent filled the air. The entire space seemed to shimmer with sharpness, chilling everyone to the core.
Chu Ming’s sword strikes grew faster and faster, increasing the pressure on Luo Lin immensely. Gradually, Luo Lin’s consciousness blurred, defending against Chu Ming’s sword light purely on instinct.
The furious storm-like sword light fell on Luo Lin, causing blood to spray out, and the pain snapped Luo Lin’s awareness back.
"Blood Refining Red Flower Slash!"
While retreating, Luo Lin roared, slashing forcefully with his blood knife. The sky filled with blood light, seemingly cutting the space in half.
Chu Ming advanced instead of retreating, his expression calm as Spiritual Power from the Sea of Spiritual Power surged forth, transforming into a tyrannical red light, charging at Luo Lin.
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Like a bolt of lightning flashing across the sky, everyone closed their eyes, seeing knife light and sword light collide, emitting sparks like a fiery rain.
Suddenly, the dominating sword light tore through the knife light, slicing out from the middle. Luo Lin’s face changed as his technique was broken, and a burst of blood surged in his chest.
Luo Lin spat blood as his body retreated, continuously backing away hundreds of meters, kicking at the ground, transforming into a blood cloud, attempting to flee.
Chu Ming stood firm, a sneer at the corner of his mouth. His right hand suddenly stretched out, emitting Primordial Power. A terrifying suction emanated from his palm, like star collisions.
Although Chu Ming had breakthrough to the Guiyuan Realm Fourth Layer, his Sword Dao strength was comparable to his Body Refining power.
Under the terrifying suction, Luo Lin’s body not only failed to advance but was continuously pulled back.
Chu Ming’s steps became swift, his body like a sharp sword, instantly appearing before Luo Lin. His right fist raised, a red light like a dragon, blasting out violently.
Luo Lin’s body was struck flying by Chu Ming’s punch. The brutal Desolate Power tore at his muscles continuously.
Falling to the ground, Luo Lin spat out a mouthful of blood. Chu Ming leisurely walked up, took off his Storage Ring, and glanced coldly at Luo Lin before turning to leave Hu Ye City.
Luo Lin’s eyes burned with anger. The reason he tried to flee was to protect the Blood Jade, but he didn’t expect to lose it in the end.
Casting an icy glance at Huang Ling and Tong Zheng, Luo Lin turned and left Hu Ye City. He had to find a way to retrieve the Blood Jade.