Chapter 225: The Human World Should Have a Three-Foot Flowing Light Sword (2nd Update)
Chapter 225: The Human World Should Have a Three-Foot Flowing Light Sword (2nd Update)
Chapter 225: Chapter 225: The Human World Should Have a Three-Foot Flowing Light Sword (2nd Update)
Translator: 549690339
Edward exclaimed in astonishment, “What is this? Are they filming a movie?”
No one paid any attention to him.
Because these silent men were walking towards the restaurant.
Even though they were separated by glass, one could still feel the powerful aura of deadly seriousness.
Many of the faint-hearted were already trembling all over.
Edward forced a smile and said, “Hehe, it seems these people are here to eat? Right?”
But his joke was so out of place at this time.
“Please shut up,” Benqiao Meijia said coldly.
Edward closed his mouth sheepishly and turned his head to look at Xue An.
He wanted to see how this odd Huaxia man would react.
At this moment, Xue An slowly finished the wine in his cup, stood up, and smiled at An Yan.
“Wait for me!”
An Yan nodded.
The two little girls put down their chopsticks and said earnestly to Xue An, “Go, dad!”
Xue An smiled, “Okay, will do!”
Edward didn’t know what Xue An was about to do and was about to speak.
But then he saw Xue An’s hand pressing against the window glass.
Boom.
The glass shattered as if it had been shot by a bullet, immediately cracking and breaking apart.
The wind and rain poured in, causing Xue An’s sleeves to flutter noisily.
Then Xue An slowly walked into the wind and rain, looking at the group of men gathering around and said lightly, “I’ve said that my patience has its limits, why can’t you understand?”
The leader of the men slowly lifted his head, underneath the straw hat were a pair of eyes that were not just indifferent but could even be said to be utterly inhuman.
“Kill!” he uttered a word.
All the men suddenly vanished.
At this moment, on a high-rise building in the distance, Harukyo Ryosuke sighed slightly.
“The water escape techniques of the Ryusui-ryu are indeed unmatched in the world!”
Standing beside him, a man proudly smirked, “The art of the Mushin ninjas is not bad either, but I’m very curious, even if this Xue An is formidable, why doesn’t he run when facing so many of us? Could it be that Huaxia also has its own foolish samurai spirit?”
When mentioning the spirit of the samurai, the man was quite contemptuous.
Harukyo Ryosuke smiled faintly, “This should be what Huaxia calls having principles, after all, he has come with his family!”
Fushimi Kazuhiro of Ryusui-ryu sneered contemptuously, looking at Xue An in the distance, and chuckled inwardly.
No one has ever survived an ambush at my hands, neither will you!
Soon, you will become the three hundredth expert to die by the hands of my Ryusui-ryu.
Fushimi Kazuhiro was feeling smug.
Xue An stood amidst the wind and the rain, taking a slow step forward.
But while his foot was still in midair, a man suddenly appeared at his side, and then a blade thrust at him.
This blade’s energy and speed were both at the pinnacle.
Yet Xue An didn’t even glance at it, his foot lightly touched down.
Boom.
The ninja who attacked stealthily was like being blasted by a cannon, directly flying backward, smashing through countless curtains of rain.
This sight shook everyone in the restaurant.
Edward was stunned, mumbling to himself, “Kung fu! My god, the people of Huaxia really can do kung fu!”
And at this moment, the atmosphere was even more tense, with at least twenty blades thrust from the sides, underfoot, and above Xue An, blocking all his paths of escape.
The onlookers on the distant high-rise building breathed a sigh of relief.
Aoyama Hoshino narrowed his eyes smugly.
In his view, Xue An was surely a dead man now.
But just then, Xue An, standing in the stormy night, suddenly lifted his head.
His eyes were full of dazzling spirit, which shook Harukyo Ryosuke and the others to their core.
Then they heard Xue An speak softly, “In the human world, there should be a three-foot Flowing Light Sword!”
As his words fell, a sword light soared into the sky like a Jiaolong from the nine heavens, circling around Xue An.
The twenty or so incoming blades were all shattered in the process, and their wielders didn’t even have the chance to groan before their throats were pierced by the sword qi.
Afterward, Xue An continued walking forward as if he were strolling leisurely through a courtyard.
With each step he took, countless ninjas to his left and right were slain by the dragon-like sword light!
Under the overwhelming sword qi, no one could stand against him!
Fushimi Kazuhiro watched in utter shock, exclaiming, “Sword Immortal!”
Harukyo Ryosuke’s expression turned extremely somber as he commanded in a deep voice, “The unborn ninjas, move out!”
Unborn ninjas.
They were the most mysterious and formidable beings among the ninjas of Country R.
That day, they finally made their presence known.
One could see over a dozen formidable presences flying in from all directions, all targeting Xue An.
Yet, even under such encirclement, Xue An remained neither sad nor happy, his expression tranquil as he continued chanting, “I vow not to rest until I have slain all demons and monsters!”
Boom!
The singular dragoon-like Flowing Light Sword suddenly split into two, then from two to four, turning into countless Sword Arrays in the blink of an eye, before completely grinding all the incoming unborn ninjas to their deaths.
Just like that.
Xue An took three steps amidst the storm.
All the ninjas who had ambushed him were dead.
Harukyo Ryosuke and Fushimi Kazuhiro turned and ran.
Aoyama Hoshino and Fujikyo Miki hadn’t reacted yet, but seeing their masters fleeing, they too turned to run.
Xue An’s eyes narrowed slightly, “I have said my patience is very limited, so if you dare to provoke me again, then go to your death!”
As the sounds of his voice faded, the sword’s momentum surged, and Xue An pointed forward.
“Go!”
Boom!
The sword momentum rushed out like a steel torrent, heading straight for the high-rise building.
Everyone was so scared that their souls seemed to leave their bodies; they all tried to use escape techniques to flee.
But that was when they realized their escape techniques were somehow failing them.
Aoyama Hoshino, recalling the experience at Xue An’s place that day, turned extremely pale, “He… he has sealed off the surroundings.”
And in that moment, countless sword lights reached the front of the high-rise, and starting from the first floor, they swept through everything like locusts, leaving nothing but gray dust behind, then moving up layer by layer.
Soon, the high-rise was stripped bare like a garment being removed, leaving only a bare concrete column.
Harukyo Ryosuke and the others were forced up to the rooftop, with no way out.
Xue An stepped forward, the sword qi forming a path beneath his feet. He took his time walking up, reaching the rooftop.
Looking at these people with sheer terror on their faces, he smiled slightly.
“Sorry, but I’ll need to borrow your heads!”
“No!” Fushimi Kazuhiro was about to scream.
A streak of sword light flashed by, heads soared into the sky, and the corpses collapsed onto the ground.
Harukyo Ryosuke and the others felt a chill run down their spines.
Xue An’s gaze turned to them, “Now, it’s your turn!”
Aoyama Hoshino was the first to break down, crying out, “Mr. Xue, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. Please spare my junior sister, I…”
Xue An extended a finger, “I can let her go, but one life for another! Do you understand?”
Aoyama Hoshino was stunned, then after a moment let out a loud cry and drew a small knife to kill himself.
Everything happened so fast, Fujita Miki hadn’t even reacted, and her senior brother was already dead.
Xue An sighed slightly, “Very well, you no longer need to die!”
Seeing an opportunity, Harukyo Ryosuke shouted at Fujita Miki, “I am your master, now kneel and take your own life in exchange for mine!”