Chapter 87 This blade will send you to hell

Forbidden art! Even Jun Wushuang had mastered a forbidden art.

How could this be?

Forbidden arts were exceedingly precious; in all the Great Qian Dynasty, scarcely anyone was ever granted access to them.

Jun Wushuang came from the remote city of Jiangning, born of humble stock. He had probably never even seen a heaven-rank martial art before, so how could he possibly have learned a forbidden art?

And from the looks of it, this forbidden art was of a higher grade than Nangong Tianxuan's.

“How can you possess a forbidden art?”

Nangong Tianxuan's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he stared at Jun Wushuang in disbelief.

Even within the Nangong clan, there was only one low-grade forbidden art, and only three or five people had ever managed to cultivate it successfully.

Forbidden arts were not only rare, but extremely difficult to master.

Even he had only barely grasped it after breaking through to the Heavenly Human Realm.

Jun Wushuang was merely in the Sea of Souls Realm. How had he done it?

Not only Nangong Tianxuan, but Mo Xingyun also froze in slight surprise.

The Azure Cloud Martial Academy did possess forbidden arts, but they belonged to sword cultivators and were not suited to Jun Wushuang.

Besides, he had never taught one to Jun Wushuang.

And yet Jun Wushuang actually had one of his own!

“Go ask King Yama about that in the underworld.”

Jun Wushuang bared his teeth in a grin that sent chills down the spine, like the smile of a demon.

Boom!

Jun Wushuang burst forward, tearing across the plaza as a streak of lightning-black shadow, and in an instant he was before Nangong Tianxuan.

So fast!

Nangong Tianxuan's pupils shrank, and he retreated at once.

After transforming into Asura, Jun Wushuang's strength in every aspect had increased tenfold.

At this moment, he was comparable to a Heavenly Human Realm expert.

Added to that the Asura Demon Blade and the Life-and-Death Demon Armor, he was fully capable of slaying a heavenly human.

“Slash!”

His eyes scarlet, his killing intent surging like a storm.

Jun Wushuang raised the Asura Demon Blade and brought it down in a fierce cleave.

The demon blade became a streak of blood-colored lightning, tearing through the sky and severing everything in its path.

Pfft!

Nangong Tianxuan did not even have time to react.

A severed arm, drenched in blood, flew high into the air, a horrifying sight.

One slash, one arm gone. Nangong Tianxuan was gravely wounded.

Whoosh!

Nangong Tianxuan shot upward at once, rising into the sky to create a safe distance.

He was a Heavenly Human Realm expert; not only could he draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he could also fly through the sky and travel through the earth.

“You country bumpkin, you actually dared to cut off my arm. You are dead for sure! I swear I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!”

Clutching his severed arm, Nangong Tianxuan let out a miserable howl of pain, and his hatred for Jun Wushuang intensified to the extreme.

But he no longer dared to fight Jun Wushuang at close range.

The Asura Demon Blade was far too sharp; even the defensive robe on his body could not withstand it.

And the defensive power of the Life-and-Death Demon Armor was too terrifying. Even in close combat, he could not wound Jun Wushuang.

If he had not used a forbidden art, he could still have dragged things out and waited for Jun Wushuang's forbidden-art duration to expire.

But since he had also used a forbidden art, he could not afford to wait. He had to decide the outcome quickly.

“Innate divine ability: Ten-Thousand Thunder Heaven Summoning!”

Flying high above, Nangong Tianxuan activated his Thunder Tyrant Body and once more unleashed his innate divine ability.

At once, streams of blazing white thunderlight were drawn down by him and blasted toward Jun Wushuang.

Boom, boom, boom!

The plaza was instantly riddled with holes, pockmarked and ruined.

At this moment, Nangong Tianxuan held lightning in his grasp, like a thunder god administering punishment on behalf of heaven, forcing all to look up in awe.

And with him flying ten thousand meters in the air, he had no fear that Jun Wushuang could harm him.

Flight through the air was his greatest advantage.

“Country bumpkin, my realm is higher than yours, my spiritual energy more abundant than yours. I can wear you down until you die.”

“When the time comes, I will not only kill you, but also your little maid. I will go to Jiangning City and slaughter everyone you know and everyone you care about.”

“For daring to provoke my Nangong clan, I will make sure your entire bloodline is wiped out.”

Nangong Tianxuan glared at Jun Wushuang with venomous hatred.

Hatred, killing intent, fury.

Intertwined together, they drove him to loathe Jun Wushuang to the extreme and burn with madness.

“You think that because you're hiding in the sky, I can't kill you?”

Jun Wushuang sneered.

He had not yet broken through to the Heavenly Human Realm, so indeed he could not fly through the sky or travel through the earth.

But to kill Nangong Tianxuan, it was not necessary to fly.

For example...

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd,

Jun Wushuang crouched down, and three hundred drops of demonic essence exploded outward, transforming into an overwhelmingly vast demonic force that gathered around his feet.

The next instant,

Jun Wushuang stamped down hard.

Boom!

The ground caved in outright, a pit three hundred meters across appearing at once, while countless cracks spiderwebbed outward in every direction.

In an instant, the entire plaza was turned into a field of ruins.

Then, borrowing that terrifying force, Jun Wushuang shot upward like a cannonball leaving the barrel, instantly soaring to ten thousand meters in the sky and arriving before Nangong Tianxuan.

“How is this possible!”

Nangong Tianxuan was horrified to the point of splitting apart.

To leap ten thousand meters required an unimaginable force.

Such force was enough to shatter bones and blow a person apart from within.

Jun Wushuang was merely a country bumpkin, not even a king-body. How could he endure the impact of such power?

But Nangong Tianxuan had no time to think further, because Jun Wushuang had already locked onto him.

“This blade will send you to hell!”

A pair of blood-red eyes stared coldly at Nangong Tianxuan.

At this moment, the killing intent toward the Nangong clan condensed upon the Asura Demon Blade.

Boom!

Jun Wushuang gave it everything he had, all his demonic energy surging forth and converging upon the demon blade.

At once, demonic radiance erupted, and blood stained the azure heavens.

Everyone looked up and saw that the entire firmament had been washed in a layer of crimson, as though a sea of blood were hanging over the world.

Bloodthirst.

Slaughter.

Madness.

Everyone's mind was affected. Their eyes gradually reddened, their auras becoming ever more frenzied, as if they would destroy everything around them.

“Asura One-Slash!”

Jun Wushuang gripped the blade with both hands, raised it high above his head, and then, under Nangong Tianxuan's terrified gaze, brought it down in a single stroke.

In that instant, blood filled Nangong Tianxuan's vision and flooded his mind.

An unimaginable sense of insignificance and helplessness welled up from the depths of his heart.

It was as though he were merely an ant beneath the vault of heaven, powerless to resist this divine-and-demonic blade.

“Bastard!”

Jiang Taixu felt the terror of that strike and immediately changed color, his aura bursting forth.

“Life-and-death duels are not to be interfered with. Jiang Taixu, what are you trying to do?”

Mo Xingyun's icy voice rang out at once.

He had locked onto Jiang Taixu with his spiritual power.

If Jiang Taixu dared make a move, he would certainly intervene.

This made Jiang Taixu's face even uglier.

He could only place his hopes on Nangong Tianxuan himself.

One Oriental Li had already died today.

If Nangong Tianxuan died as well, it would surely trigger a storm of bloodshed.

Yet at this moment Nangong Tianxuan's spirit had collapsed, and he had no strength left to resist. He could only watch helplessly as Jun Wushuang's blade came down.

Whoosh!

Once the demon blade struck, gods and devils fell.

This was the strongest slash Jun Wushuang could unleash after transforming into Asura.

Even a heavenly human could be slain.

Pfft!

With a flash of blade light, Nangong Tianxuan's body stiffened.

The next moment, under the crowd's horrified eyes,

a line of blood spread from the center of Nangong Tianxuan's forehead downward, all the way to his feet.

Then Nangong Tianxuan's corpse split apart down the middle and fell from the sky.

A single strike, cleaving him in two.

Nangong Tianxuan was dead!