Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 51 - 52: A Vicious Person, A Vicious Sword

Chapter 51: Chapter 52: A Vicious Person, A Vicious Sword

Being a Cultivator, Wu Manjiang was very conceited. Even though Yu Shilong was also a Cultivator, in front of a Mingyang Sect Elder like him, he was simply insignificant.

In both demeanor and tone, Master Wu was filled with arrogance, looking down from on high, as he regarded the three members of the Yu Family with disdain.

At the same time, he held the same contempt for the Gu Family.

A bunch of useless trash, they were nothing without his care; at critical moments, it still required Master Wu’s intervention.

"Yu Shilong, I advise you to obediently hand over all your shares and live peacefully as an ordinary person." At that moment, Gu Qinghai spoke up, "If Master Wu makes a move, the consequences will be grave."

Gu Qinghai and Wu Manjiang spoke.

The people of the Gu Family once again regained their composure.

With these two pillars of support.

The Gu Family would not fall, no matter what.

Everyone should know, on the Gu Family’s rise to power, family corporations like the Yu Family disappeared from Binhai countless times because of these two seniors.

Yu Shilong glanced at Lin Hao and saw that his expression was still indifferently calm.

The scruple in his heart involuntarily faded, and he replied with composure, "Heh, Master Wu, if you want the Yu Family’s properties, lip service won’t do; you need real ability."

"Real ability?" Master Wu laughed, a very strange laugh.

How many years had it been since someone dared to talk to him like this? He was sent to the city to cultivate money-making tools, and over the years, who didn’t show him the utmost respect?

Today, someone actually demanded he show his ability to get what he wanted; how laughable, truly laughable.

"Good, Director Yu is indeed Director Yu, a man of great courage. It seems you want to witness my ability?" Master Wu’s tone shifted, "However, you’re not yet qualified. Zihua, go teach him a lesson. Let’s see how many bones this elder Yu has that can be broken. "

"Yes." Cheng Zihua glanced at Yu Shilong and then stepped off the high platform one step at a time.

It was then that everyone noticed that Cheng Zihua had a sword on his back.

However, he did not draw his sword.

Standing before Yu Shilong, he said haughtily, "Old man, I’ll give you three moves. Make your move."

"Then I won’t hold back."

In an instant, Yu Shilong made his move, without any pretense, his hand bending into a claw, whooshing forward.

"Swish!"

Cheng Zihua shifted his feet slightly, easily dodging, "One move."

Yu Shilong’s expression changed slightly, and then came another move, a simple punch. But although this punch seemed simple, it contained thousands of variations.

"Interesting," Cheng Zihua commented. "However, it still falls short. You have one last chance."

In the midst of speaking, Yu Shilong’s punch was already dodged, with ease.

"You’re quite good, promising for your age."

Yu Shilong was inwardly astonished. This young man, who appeared only to be in his twenties, possessed a Cultivation level higher than his!

Worthy of being a Mingyang Sect Disciple.

He sighed inwardly, then suddenly burst forth with a powerful aura, as if a ferocious tiger had been unleashed.

This time, Yu Shilong used both fists together!

His fists, carrying at least three thousand pounds of force, would turn an ordinary person into pulp if struck!

This time, Cheng Zihua finally took action.

But he only used one hand.

With merely one hand, he easily caught Yu Shilong’s arm.

Meanwhile, Yu Shilong’s other arm missed once again, the immense force creating a ’whoosh’ in the air.

"Three moves have passed." Cheng Zihua said with a mocking smile, "Old thing, with just your level, you are not qualified to challenge the Gu Family, to challenge Mingyang Sect!"

"Now, it’s my turn!"

"See you in the next life, old thing."

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind swept through the air, Cheng Zihua’s right hand grasping Yu Shilong’s arm, his left hand’s index and middle fingers together like a blade, stabbing towards Yu Shilong’s throat.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

With one move, he intended to take Yu Shilong’s life, without any hesitation.

This move left Yu Shilong with no escape. If it hit, it would be fatal.

At the critical moment, Lin Hao finally made his move. He raised one hand and placed it on Yu Shilong’s shoulder.

Instantaneously, Yu Shilong felt an immense force transfer through his arm, his empty hand went with the flow, and he struck out with a slap.

Cheng Zihua’s fingers had not yet reached their target when Yu Shilong’s slap squarely and solidly hit his face.

"Smack!"

The crisp sound was surprisingly pleasant to the ear.

The flesh on Cheng Zihua’s face was slapped into distortion, the force of the slap was much greater than he had imagined.

So great, in fact, that it was beyond his capacity to bear!

His body went flying out over three meters in an instant, with a thud, he landed right in front of Gu Fei.

For a moment, the Gu Family and Wu Manjiang’s expressions drastically changed.

"You sneaky old bastard, I didn’t expect you still had a trick up your sleeve," Cheng Zihua grimaced painfully as he climbed up from the ground.

He didn’t even glance at Lin Hao, thinking it was Yu Shilong who had sneakily taken advantage of his unpreparedness.

"I had intended to leave your corpse intact, but now it seems only dismemberment will quell the hatred in my heart."

Cheng Zihua covered his face, rubbing the spot where he had been struck.

The next second.

His hand reached for the sword hilt behind him.

"Clang!"

A beam of cold and dazzling light passed by, and in Cheng Zihua’s hand was the Three-foot Green Blade shimmering with a ghastly light.

As soon as it appeared, an inexplicable scent of blood filled the air.

Without a doubt, this sword had killed people, had drunk blood!

"This sword is named the Xuanyin Sword, forged by a master swordsmith, completed 135 years ago."

Holding the sword hilt, Cheng Zihua strode forward step by step: "To date, it has claimed the lives of 3,768 people that can be recounted."

"Of these, fifty-three have perished by my hand."

His words were deliberate and cold, Cheng Zihua’s face so grim it seemed water might drip from it, his eyes brimming with boundless killing intent.

Yu Shilong’s eyelids twitched violently.

This man was only in his twenties, yet he had already killed more than fifty people, averaging two per year.

Perhaps, in a chaotic world that wouldn’t amount to much.

But in an era of peace, he was akin to a demon.

"Yu Shilong, consider yourself lucky, you will be the fifty-fourth!!!"

The moment the last word dropped, Cheng Zihua’s eyes suddenly turned sharp, and an invisible fluctuation shockingly spread out.

In his hand, the Three-foot Green Blade, swift as lightning, stabbed directly at Yu Shilong’s right eye.

Intending to puncture through his entire head from the right eye!

Such a ruthless sword!

Such a ruthless man!!

Just as he made his strike.

Gu Qinghai smiled, and the expressions on the faces of a dozen people from the Gu Family turned pleasant.

With Yu Shilong’s death, the Yu Family would collapse completely.

Killing the chicken to warn the monkeys,

In the future, no one in Binhai would dare to provoke the Gu Family.

However, such an expression did not last long.

The next instant.

Everyone’s faces suddenly froze.

Even the air became eerily quiet, very strange.

"Clang!"

At the same time, a grating metallic sound rang through the air.

The very sword of Cheng Zihua’s, which had killed over three thousand people, at this moment was clamped between two slender fingers.

The tip of the sword was only millimeters away from Yu Shilong’s eye.

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