Chapter 209 Shocking the Qishi Mansion

"If you think about it carefully, it's no wonder they think this way. If I were in their shoes and hadn't seen it with my own eyes, even I would find it hard to believe such rumors."

After a brief moment of surprise, Chai Xin felt that people like Wang Teng who had such ideas were not entirely unreasonable.

The King of Killing Dao who then killed the Saint was indeed a rare and bizarre story throughout history.

These people in front of them were undoubtedly extremely confident, even conceited super geniuses. But they boasted that even if they entered the realm of slashing, it would be almost impossible for them to compete with the saints, let alone kill them.

In their opinion, even a rare genius like themselves in the sect couldn't do it, and even many ancient princes couldn't do it, so why couldn't Chai Xin, who suddenly appeared, do it?
People who are confident enough always find it more difficult than ordinary people to believe that there are people who are better than themselves, let alone someone who is so better that they dare not even think about it.

"Chai Xin, which rumor is true? Could it be that the annoying Wang Teng is right?"

Ji Ziyue patted Chai Xin's shoulder with a smile and deliberately made sarcastic remarks.

Seeing this, Ji Haoyue shook his head and said, "Ziyue, don't talk nonsense. Not to mention that from my understanding of Brother Chai, he can't deceive himself like that. Even if it's King Jiang, how could he do such a meaningless thing?"

It is said that the people who know you best may not be your family and friends, but your competitors. It seems that this is true.

Chai Xin waved his hand and smiled: "It doesn't matter, facts speak louder than words."

The next moment, his expression turned cold and his eyes swept across the void like clear water, looking up at Wang Teng in the sky who seemed to be sure of victory.

"I didn't want to cause you any trouble. I wanted Ye Fan to solve it himself in the future. But you are seeking your own death, so I have no choice but to help you."

Above the sky, Wang Teng's already sinister expression became even uglier, and his eyes, twinkling with starlight, were filled with strong murderous intent.

"You ignorant fool, I will return to the top by chopping off your head!"

Not far away, Xue Ruoheng looked at this scene and frowned.

Two peerless geniuses are competing against each other, and both are determined to kill each other. No matter who wins or loses, it will be a heavy loss for the human race.

The impact of this is far beyond the death of one or two Saint-level figures.

The old man blocked Chai Xin's half body without leaving a trace, and at the same time gave him a pleading look.

"Wang Teng, don't be so presumptuous! Chai Xin was invited by me personally, how can I allow you to humiliate him? Hurry up and admit your mistake, there is still room for improvement!"

His hair and beard stood up and he angrily shouted at Wang Teng on the chariot.

This move seems to be an attempt to suppress the other party, but in fact it is indeed a last-ditch attempt to save the situation.

After all, he was once the most outstanding disciple of Qishi Mansion, and the old man couldn't bear to see him die in such a hasty way.

He had been in the Eastern Wilderness before, and his understanding of Chai Xin's strength was far beyond what anyone else present could compare to. He knew that if this battle started, Wang Teng would almost certainly die.

"Master Xue, I never thought you would protect this evil creature! This boy is arrogant and domineering, deceiving the world and stealing fame. How dare he speak nonsense here? Why can't I teach him a lesson?"

Unfortunately, after suffering a failure, Wang Teng had essentially lost the broad mind that he once had, and he completely failed to realize that Xue Ruoheng was protecting him. He even felt a little angry and jealous.

"However, since Master Xue has spoken, I cannot help but give him some face. As long as this boy kowtows and apologizes, I will let him live for a while longer. When he leaves the Qishi Mansion, I will kill him."

These words were extremely overbearing, showing no regard for Chai Xin at all, as if he could crush him to death right after that.

"This guy is so arrogant!"

Zhang Ziling was almost furious, but fortunately he was stopped by Liu Nianshuang.

Chai Xin was one of the people he valued the most, and someone actually dared to insult him in person. No matter who the other person was, he wanted to fight him to the death.

"Chai Xin, can you tolerate this?"

Ji Ziyue was grinding her shiny fangs, obviously angered by Wang Teng's arrogant attitude.

Chai Xin chuckled, shrugged at Xue Ruoheng, who looked unhappy, and said helplessly: "Senior, you can't blame me for this, right?"

"Alas! Misfortunes sent by heaven can be avoided, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be escaped!"

Xue Ruoheng sighed, smiled bitterly, took a half step back, and stopped trying to stop him.

Wang Teng was so ignorant and his words were more unpleasant than the last. He was undoubtedly pushing himself to death.

If he continued to stop them at this time, the old man knew that he would offend not only Wang Teng, but also Chai Xin, whose strength was unfathomable and whose potential was unlimited.

Seeing that the old man had good intentions but was bitten back, Chai Xin couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"A dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart."

He walked up into the sky step by step, his purple robe fluttering in the wind and his black hair dancing lightly.

"To be honest, I have killed many people stronger than you, but I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you. Could it be that after resurrection, you are no longer yourself and are possessed by some old ghost?"

Chai Xin is not talking nonsense; this is the truth.

In the original novel, Wang Teng once obtained a piece of eternal blue gold in the Ji family's Void Palace, thinking that it contained the inheritance of the Void Emperor, but in fact it was the remnant of a supreme being in the Immortal Mountain.

That supreme being was the guy who fought a great battle with the Void Emperor in the Immortal Mountain, and was left with only a trace of resentment in the end.

Wang Teng claimed to the public that he was resurrected with the help of the power of the ancient chariot, but in fact it was not like that at all. It was the resentment of the supreme being in the Eternal Blue Gold that helped him to be resurrected.

However, it also polluted his spiritual heart, and he gradually entered a state of near insanity.

"You are about to die, yet you still dare to talk nonsense. You are a fool, I will kill you!"

Wang Teng couldn't understand why Chai Xin had hit such a sore spot. He was shocked and angry. He roared and urged the ancient chariot, releasing his murderous intent and crushing towards Chai Xin.

In an instant, the sky turned dark, covered by endless fighting spirit, and turned into a battlefield from ancient times.

Countless monks were fighting, both human and alien races, and countless limbs and arms were broken. The bright red blood gathered into a river, flooding the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.

For a moment, everyone present was frightened and felt a chill on their backs. Wang Teng, who was full of murderous aura in the sky, was like an ancient ferocious beast, ready to devour someone.

"This guy is more than ten times stronger than he was back then!"

Ji Ziyue stared at the sky, her pretty face full of solemnity.

Although she had previously expressed disdain for Wang Teng, she knew better than anyone that this guy was not someone she seemed to be able to deal with.

"Of course. The hurdle of the Path of Slashing is not something that can be crossed easily, especially for some peerless geniuses. It is even more difficult than ascending to heaven."

Ji Haoyue also frowned slightly, feeling a strong sense of frustration.

He has a divine king body that is rarely seen in a thousand years, and was regarded by the Ji family as the hope to support the family for the next five thousand years.

But who would have thought that in just a dozen years, the world has changed completely.

Neither of these two people in the sky could match him in terms of strength or talent.

"Don't worry, my senior brother is invincible!" Although Zhang Ziling had never seen Chai Xin take action personally, he had an almost blind trust in him.

In addition to the close relationship between the two, it was also because he had previously heard descriptions of Chai Xin's strength from Heihuang, Pangbo and others.

At this moment, his heart was full of anticipation.

Almost all the other friends had seen Chai Xin take action, but he, the junior brother who was supposed to be the closest to him, had not even witnessed it once. How could he get over this?

His eyes widened and he released his spiritual thoughts, intending to see every wonderful detail that followed.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.

No matter how arrogant Wang Teng is, he is, after all, just a king of the way of beheading. Even if he has extraordinary talent and possesses all kinds of secret techniques and magic weapons, he can only compete with an ordinary semi-saint at most.

When facing a true saint, everyone will flee in panic, and may even lose their life if they are not careful.

What’s more, Chai Xin has already entered the realm of semi-saint, and his real combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary Saint King?
The battle between the two was not destined to be fierce, let alone exciting.

"go to hell!"

Wang Teng roared towards the sky, his eyes flashing with a strange red light. The fighting spirit in the air turned into a huge bow as black as ink, and the endless murderous intent condensed into a divine arrow as red as blood.

The muscles in his arms bulged, and his big hands suddenly opened like a full moon, locking onto Chai Xin who was standing tall not far away.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a flash of blood-red lightning flashed across the void.

The two sides were not far apart, and the speed of the magic arrow was extremely fast. Almost the moment it left the bow, it had already flown to Chai Xin's face.

"I can't block just this one arrow!"

"As expected of the Northern Emperor Wang Teng, with just this one arrow, he is able to defeat 90% of the geniuses in the world!"

Everyone who saw this scene was horrified.

However, the next scene left them completely horrified.

At the moment when the red lightning reached his forehead, Chai Xin raised his right hand lightly, simply stretched out two fingers, and pinched it casually.

"Buzz!"

This seemingly orderly and leisurely movement actually captured the extremely fast arrow of murderous intent.

The boundless murderous energy surging on the arrow, and even the power of the laws surging like the ocean, all dissipated into nothingness in an instant, as if they had never existed.

For a moment, the whole world fell into silence.

"How can it be?!"

After a moment of shock, someone finally spoke, stammering, expressing the shock and confusion shared by everyone.

"you!"

The grim expression on Wang Teng's face froze completely, his eyes almost popped out, he simply couldn't believe what he saw.

The killing skill that he was so proud of, which he thought had the attack power comparable to that of an arrow shot by a half-saint, was actually neutralized so easily!

Looking at the blood-red arrow that was firmly held in Chai Xin's two fingers, with its tail feathers still trembling slightly, everyone wondered if they were hallucinating.

"In that case, I will return an arrow to you. It is like giving someone a taste of their own medicine."

Chai Xin's expression was calm, without a single ripple.

This is no wonder. His main opponents recently have all been strong men above the level of saints. Now facing Wang Teng, whose cultivation is slightly inferior to his own, it is difficult to arouse much fighting spirit in him, even if the other party has extraordinary talent.

The moment the words fell, Chai Xin clenched his left hand, and the space shook in an instant. Thousands of rays of light gathered from the depths of the void, and finally condensed into a huge golden bow that looked like it was made of red gold.

This bow was created from the secret of numbers. Although it is not a physical object, its power is comparable to many weapons of saints.

The moment the golden bow appeared, everyone felt their heart tighten, as if someone was holding their lifeline.

Afterwards, Chai Xin drew his bow and arrow, and the vitality of heaven and earth immediately rushed over. He focused on the longbow in his hand and aimed at Wang Teng, who was still a little at a loss not far away.

In an instant, Wang Teng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He felt cold all over, his hairs standing on end, and he felt that an extremely strong breath of death had locked onto him.

This feeling triggered the fear deep in his soul, and there was an indescribable sense of familiarity - it was the same feeling when he was locked by the Immortal-Slaying Gourd in Ye Fan's hand!

There is no choice and no way to avoid it.

"No!"

After a brief panic, Wang Teng yelled like crazy, urged the ancient chariot under his feet, turned around and ran like crazy, and actually escaped!
Although the scene was indeed somewhat funny - he was so arrogant the moment before, asking people to "kneel down and beg for mercy" or he would "chop off your dog's head", but now he was running faster than a flying sword - still no one could laugh.

This is no wonder. Even someone as strong as Northern Emperor Wang Teng is considered the best in the art of killing. The arrow he just shot has convinced everyone.

But now, facing Chai Xin's arrow, even he couldn't muster the courage to resist, let alone others?
"call out!"

Chai Xin released the bowstring with his right hand, and the red arrow filled with infinite vitality was already coated with a dazzling divine light, as if a divine dragon was tearing through the sky and earth, whistling through layers of void, and rushing towards its target.

The speed of the ancient chariot was very fast, but the arrow that was like a real dragon seemed to have penetrated the true meaning of space. It caught up with it in a few flashes.

Wang Teng felt the huge force so close behind him, and his face was suddenly filled with fear and regret. He couldn't even raise his hands to resist.

"How can there be such a monster in the world!"

This was his last thought before he lost consciousness.

"boom!"

The arrow instantly pierced through Wang Teng's head, blowing it apart. The soul inside, as well as any remaining thoughts, were completely wiped out by the infinite divine light!
"boom!"

The headless corpse and the ownerless chariot immediately fell to the ground, collapsing a mountain and startling countless rare birds and beasts.

After Chai Xin shot the arrow, he dispersed the golden bow, turned around and walked towards Zhang Ziling and others without looking at Wang Teng again.

It was not until he came closer that Zhang Ziling and the others withdrew their gazes and stared at him intently, as if he were a monster.

"What? You don't recognize me after just a few breaths?" Chai Xin raised his eyebrows.

Everyone was stunned and speechless. After a long while, Ji Ziyue spoke first: "I almost couldn't recognize him."

The others became more silent upon hearing this, and then nodded in unison.

Chai Xin shook his head and laughed. He raised his hand and patted the dazed Zhang Ziling. He pointed at the collapsed mountain in the distance and said, "If we don't clean up the battlefield, others will get there first."

This was pure joke. With the fighting power he just demonstrated, even if no one collected the spoils for a day and a night, no one would dare to touch Wang Teng's relics!
(End of this chapter)