Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 312: One Finger! Broken Sword!!


CLANG!

The sound of metal striking metal rang out, like two sharp swords colliding!!

Jonson Charles felt as if he had struck a substance so unimaginably hard that the shock made his palms ache, nearly causing the light sword in his hand to recoil!

The massive impact traveled up the light sword into his body, vibrating his entire skeleton, nearly shattering all his bones in an instant! If it hadn't been for the Lancelot armor he wore for defense, Jonson Charles even thought he might have exploded on the spot, just like those people before him, bursting into a cloud of blood mist!!

"How is this possible! How can this be! How can he be so strong??" Jonson Charles was thoroughly shocked. Originally, he had relied on Lancelot's armor, believing that even if Qin Heng's attacks were powerful, they could not possibly hurt him.

But this situation now! Merely flicking the sword in my hand with his finger almost shattered all my bones!! If I were to truly face his attack head-on, I would likely suffer grave injuries! Even worse, I could possibly be killed on the spot!! This is terrifying! Truly terrifying! What kind of strength is this? It's beyond imagination, defying all logic! Even Lancelot's armor can't defend against his attacks! How is this possible? This is the armor of the Lake Knight from the Knights of the Round Table! Armor personally bestowed by King Arthur! And yet, it can't even withstand a Martial Artist from China!

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!" Jonson Charles rallied all his strength, once again raising the light sword high, imbuing it with his spirit, and swinging it down with all his might!!

BOOM!

The massive sword light, spanning a hundred meters, instantly split the Grand Yuecheng Hotel in two! The silver light sword was like a dazzling white ribbon cutting through the night sky!!

The terrifying sword radiance spread wildly, far more dreadful than the fiercest tornadoes! Streams of sword energy burst forth, like countless missiles carpet-bombing the area, wreaking havoc!!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Continuous thunderous sounds ensued. The earth itself cracked as the structure of the Grand Yuecheng Hotel began to collapse; its steel-reinforced concrete was unable to withstand the sword's terrifying aftershocks, crashing down in pieces! Even the plaza outside the main body of the hotel was devastated by the stray sword energies. Each streak of silver sword light, like a laser cannon, destroyed everything in its path! The plaza's surface, roads, street lamps, fountains, rockeries, parking lots, a series of luxury cars, and perimeter walls—all crumbled like paper mache under the wild surge of sword energy, torn to shreds in an instant!!

BOOM! BOOM!

CRACKLE! SNAP!

Electricity flickered as the sword's path tore the electrical grid to shreds within a four to five-kilometer radius. The ground was furrowed as if plowed, leaving deep, crisscrossing sword marks like a spider's web!! High-voltage power lines were all cut, plunging the entire area into darkness without electricity. Yet, it did not become pitch black; the hundred-meter-long light sword stood out like a beacon in the night, a column of light piercing heaven and earth, illuminating the surroundings! It was blindingly bright, dazzlingly brilliant!!

"Hahahaha! Do you see it! Do you see! This is the power of the Knights of the Round Table!!" Jonson Charles laughed maniacally, his demeanor wildly arrogant!!

The staff of the Grand Yuecheng Hotel were half dead with fear. Fortunately, the sword's radiance was so powerful it had practically ground the hotel's structure into dust; otherwise, they would have been crushed to death by now!! Now, they all stood amidst a pile of rubble, dazed and clueless. Witnessing such destructive power wielded by a human had utterly shattered their worldview; decades of belief systems were forcefully demolished, shocking them to the core!!

"What is this! A superhero? My God! It's unbelievable!!"

"The Englishman, what on earth is this Englishman! A mutant? It's terrifying!!"

"We're going to die, aren't we? We're really going to die!!"

Many people screamed in terror.

The situation had completely exceeded their comprehension. They watched Jonson Charles, who held the light sword, with unspeakable fear, as if seeing the devil himself!!

So strong!

Really, too strong!

Could that Chinese man standing before such a terrifying figure truly be his opponent??

The people from the Grand Yuecheng Hotel doubted this in their hearts.

Even Song Ningran became worried. She looked at Qin Heng with concern and said, "Be careful! You must be careful, this guy, his sword is very powerful!!"

"It doesn't matter," Qin Heng said, unconcerned, waving his hand and chuckling. "They're merely ants. Even if they were a thousand times, ten thousand times stronger, it would still be insignificant."

For the current Qin Heng, unless an expert comparable to the peak of Foundation Establishment appeared—and it would have to be a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator who had practiced an ancient Divine Skill and possessed formidable techniques—only then might he need to exert some effort. Otherwise, they were all just lambs to the slaughter. He could crush them with one finger; they were truly like ants, not worth mentioning!!

Jonson Charles, however, felt he had been greatly insulted. The light of his hundred-meter sword flickered, and he went into a berserk state, roaring, "Don't underestimate me, ahhhh! I'll kill you!!"

BOOM!

Finally!!

The sword Jonson Charles swung descended. Hundreds of silver blades of light fell from the sky like a river of stars plummeting to earth, their unparalleled sharpness coalescing, tearing through with the force of a billion gales, as if to destroy heaven and earth!!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ground roared, and the sky trembled. It was as if everything in existence was to submit to Jonson Charles's sword; everything was rendered unstoppable, beyond any person's endurance!! All would be destroyed, all would die!!

The sword light tore through the dark night, ripping open the sky, as if creating a huge lake spanning four or five kilometers across the firmament, its light dazzling, its brilliance immeasurable!! The light upon the lake and the light upon the sword seemed to merge into one at this moment!! Power unmatched in this world!! Peerless!!

"Look! This is the divine sword granted by the Holy King Arthur to Lancelot, the Undestructible Light of the Lake! To die under this sword, you should be honored, Chinese Martial Artist!!" Jonson Charles laughed loudly. In his eyes, Qin Heng was already a dead man. No one had ever withstood the full power of the Undestructible Light of the Lake!! Not a single one!!

However, at that very moment, Qin Heng casually extended a finger and tapped on the light sword!!

CLANG!

A sound of metal clashing rang out, not loud, but seeming omnipresent, instantly piercing the void and spreading out far beyond four or five kilometers! The sound's vibration caused innumerable resonances, even making the ground tremble. Simultaneously, the previously dazzling sword light and the heavenly lake of light instantly disappeared!! Everything about Jonson Charles's grand display seemingly vanished in an instant, as if it had never appeared, as if it had never shone at all!!

CLANG!

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!!

Another series of metallic echoes sounded, as if something was shattering. The heavens and the earth plunged into complete darkness, as the sword's radiance was gone!! However, golden flames ignited all around Qin Heng at the same time, like the sun, illuminating the dark night and also Jonson Charles's vision. This allowed him to clearly see the state of the sword in his hands, leaving him frozen on the spot. His eyes were wide, veins bulging at his temples, his face a mask of shock and utter disbelief.

"Ahhh! No! No! This can't be! This is absolutely impossible!!!" Jonson Charles roared.

THUD!

He fell to his knees!!

The purple armor on his body shattered and disappeared. He lifted his hands in utmost despair, raising the hilt of his sword and staring at the broken blade.

Blood tears streamed from his eyes!!

He was in absolute despair!!

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