Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1543: Chapter 483: Commotion, Intimidation by Strength, and Backing Down (Part 2)

The first to be attacked was Chu Xuanfeng, not to mention anything else.

It was just moments ago that he pointed out the green Sword Qi in the void, and the green Sword Qi he unleashed couldn’t even slow down Xia Hong’s Star River Sword Blade, let alone block it. It was shattered in an instant.

Pff… Crack…

The sword blade pierced through the body, not only through the skin and flesh, but even the bones were penetrated instantly. Chu Xuanfeng’s pupils trembled violently, a deathly aura rushed into his nostrils, and a flush of crimson sprung up on his face as he retreated to escape.

But to be fair, Chu Xuanfeng may lack strength, but he is quite clear-minded. He didn’t run away by himself but pulled Jiang Xinfan along.

“Stop him!”

Following his command, the dozens of Xianyang-level masters who had just been scattered immediately moved upon hearing the order and quickly surrounded them again.

At the same time, those Xianyang-level spectators around the Jiang Mansion also rushed over, and not only them, but from all over East City, including the location of the Inner City Department, hundreds of powerful auras rose one after another and quickly flew toward the Jiang Mansion in East City.

“With your limited strength, you dare try to protect him!”

Wearing a Vermilion Wood Mask, Xia Hong appeared with a plain middle-aged face. Upon seeing all the Xianyang-level experts in the city gathering, he didn’t panic. Instead, he seemed to grow even more irate. With a furious shout, his body suddenly shot forth, appearing behind Chu Xuanfeng the next second.

Bam!

This time, Xia Hong didn’t draw his sword but kicked Chu Xuanfeng on the back.

“76 Jun basic strength, including the fivefold from the Holy Pattern, that’s 152 Jun; add the ultimate bone augmentation from the Bone Burning Pill, reaching 228 Jun; even without using the Perfect Level Heaven-pulling Sword Technique, purely utilizing the Transformation Realm Long Fist enhances strength by another thirty percent, my power can still reach around 296 Jun or greater. How do you plan to escape?”

With dozens of Xianyang-level masters attacking and such a variety of strange techniques, Xia Hong, even without using Shattering Divine Light, felt somewhat strained. So, initially, he directly employed the Heaven-pulling Sword Technique to unleash his strongest power.

The Perfect Level Heaven-pulling Sword Technique, like other martial arts, also boosts his strength by fifty percent, so the first sword he cast reached as high as 342 Jun. This was the confidence allowing him to disregard those peculiar techniques and repel more than fifty Xianyang-level masters in a single sword strike.

Even without martial arts, only using the Long Fist Form to exert force, Xia Hong’s strength still peaked at 296 Jun, comparable to the Peak of Second Turn Tribulation Body.

Chu Xuanfeng’s mere 52 Jun strength, not to mention dragging a burden, couldn’t alone hope to escape from his grasp.

Bam……

Without any suspense, Xia Hong’s kick directly sent Chu Xuanfeng’s body flailing to the ground, creating a massive pit in the Jiang Mansion courtyard.

“Die!”

Meanwhile, he stretched his left hand to grab Jiang Xinfan, a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he raised his longsword with his right hand and slashed directly at Jiang Xinfan’s neck.

“Hold the knife!”

Whoosh…

As the Shattered Star Sword drew its blade, an authoritative middle-aged voice suddenly echoed from the city gate, causing Xia Hong’s blade to pause, his brows slightly furrowing, with a cold glint persisting in his eyes as he lifted his sword once more without hesitation, clearly indicating his intent.

“Hong Prince, if you truly dare wield your sword to kill today, I, the Prefectural Governor, guarantee you won’t leave Yanling City alive!”

Slash……

At this moment, Xia Hong’s power was so immense that even a mere sword stroke through the air produced a terrifying sword edge airflow. Despite being a couple of inches away, Jiang Xinfan’s neck had its skin and flesh sliced open, exposing the silver bones inside in stark clarity.

With his trachea severed, Jiang Xinfan struggled to breathe, panic-stricken and helpless, his eyes full of intense survival instinct. Turning his head towards the city gate, he cried out desperately, “Lord Governor, save me!”

This old man’s acting is so good; why didn’t I realize it before…