Great Sword Master Level 1, such experts in the Sword Dao are terrifying indeed.
Whether it is their cultivation or their understanding of Sword techniques and mental methods, both have reached an extremely astonishing level.
Such mighty Great Sword Masters like the man in the Mystic Robe are scarce, perhaps not even two can be found in the entire Royal Capital.
"Man and sword as one? High mastery in the Sword Intent Heart Method... Could you be Han Family Master Han Qianren?" Chu Feng recognized the voice of the man in the Mystic Robe, finding it somewhat familiar.
Now reflecting carefully, he remembered the white-robed swordsman he had seen at the auction that day.
Only the Sword Dao Family, the Han Family, could boast such formidable Sword Cultivators in the entire Royal Capital.
Due to the Han Family operating a Sword Pavilion, their achievements in the art of the sword far exceed those of other clans. Even the ruthless Blood Sword Gang greatly feared the strength of the Han Family.
With his identity exposed by Chu Feng, the man in the Mystic Robe trembled slightly.
"Who is Han Qianren? You’ve mistaken me for someone else!" the man in the Mystic Robe vehemently denied.
Seizing this opportunity, the black-clothed woman lunged with her sword, knocking off the man’s face cover to the ground.
A square and stern face was revealed.
Indeed, Chu Feng guessed right; this person was truly the Family Head of the Han Family, Han Qianren. Strictly speaking, he was even Chu Feng’s prospective father-in-law.
"Han Qianren, why do you seek to kill me?" After confirming the man’s identity, Chu Feng once again shouted fiercely. "When my father was alive, he had shown great kindness to your Han Family! How can you now raise a slaughtering blade against the descendants of Sword King Mansion, returning kindness with enmity?"
The expression on Han Qianren’s face changed continuously, even revealing a hint of struggle in his eyes.
A faint ghostly light appeared at the center of his forehead.
It resembled a deep, mysterious vortex, dark and mesmerizing.
Chu Feng’s mind stirred slightly, as others might not know the origin of this ghostly light, but he was all too familiar with it.
For he had personally concocted the Puppet Elixir, and was thoroughly versed in the symptoms and manifestations after its consumption.
Han Qianren’s gaze appeared normal, and his thinking seemed clear, no different from an ordinary person.
However, when Chu Feng had questioned him just now, there was a clear sign of struggle.
"Bloody Beard is indeed formidable, to have succeeded so quickly! And even more so, to have done it while Han Family Master was on guard."
Chu Feng had a deeper understanding of Bloody Beard’s methods.
Chu Feng himself could certainly not achieve this feat.
Indeed, every snake has its path, and every rat its road. Bloody Beard’s livelihood is exactly this kind of lowdown deed, and his skills in trickery are truly first-rate.
"Enough nonsense, now that you have seen through my identity, both of you must die!" Han Qianren roared furiously as he launched an attack with his sword at the black-clothed woman.
Because Chu Feng was hiding behind the black-clothed woman, he couldn’t strike at Chu Feng without taking her down first.
The clash of their treasure swords was intense and relentless.
The black-clothed woman was even more formidable than Chu Feng had anticipated, fighting on par with Han Family Master without falling behind.
"Who are you? I recognize all the experts from the Jianyun Dynasty!"
"Such a young woman with a horrifying Sword Dao cultivation like yours, I’ve never seen any!"
As the fight prolonged, Han Family Master grew even more curious about the black-clothed woman’s identity.
Suddenly, he thought of a possibility and carefully looked at the black-clothed woman again, then noticed a mask placed next to the bath bucket.
"You, you’re that assassin who broke into the Imperial Palace!"
A few days ago, a mysterious assassin had infiltrated the Imperial Palace, attempting to steal the palace’s treasures and even tried to assassinate the Emperor.
Luckily, the Jianyun Emperor had not slept in the Favored Concubine’s palace that night but was resting elsewhere.
Furthermore, Chief Eunuch Master Shi, who possesses formidable strength, was by the Emperor’s side, preventing any mishap.
Instead, that assassin was severely wounded.
Ultimately, the mysterious assassin escaped, and the entire city was placed under martial law to search for the assassin.
It was only then that people realized that the one who infiltrated the Imperial Palace was a female assassin.
However, after so many days, the Forbidden Army in the palace almost turned the Royal Capital upside down, yet they still couldn’t find the female assassin.
The Emperor was furious, having already executed two generals for their incompetence.
Based on slim clues, Han Qianren instantly guessed the true identity of the Black-clothed woman.
"We cannot let her escape!" Chu Feng’s face was filled with a raging killing aura, and now that the identity of the Black-clothed woman was exposed, Han Qianren must be killed.
Otherwise, if he escapes and tells others that Sword King Mansion is harboring the assassin from the Imperial Palace,
disaster would immediately befall Sword King Mansion.
The current Chu Feng absolutely lacked the power to confront the Royal Family.
Even to compete with Prince Liu Mansion, he had to give his all, to stand a slight chance of winning.
Chu Feng triggered a mechanism and shut the door of the secret room. This was a clear stance—it was either his death or the other’s.
The Black-clothed woman’s attacks grew even more ferocious.
Seeing that the battle between the two was indecisive and it would be difficult to determine a victor quickly, Chu Feng, worried about potential accidents, seized the opportunity and flicked his fingers consecutively.
A streak of fire shot towards Han Qianren and burnt through the air.
The temperature inside the secret room suddenly soared.
Left with no choice, he had to use his ultimate trump, the Nine Yang Strange Fire.
"What is this technique? Abnormal Fire?"
Today, Han Qianren truly had his eyes opened, each shock greater than the last.
He never expected that assassinating Chu Feng, such a simple task, would turn out to be so full of twists and turns.
Not to mention that Sword King Mansion was harboring that powerful female assassin, Chu Feng, considered a waste, actually possessed Abnormal Fire, and it seemed powerful.
This was Abnormal Fire!
Even those Alchemy Kings and Alchemy Venerates might not possess it. He truly wondered how this wastrel from Sword King Mansion had come to possess it?
Han Qianren faintly felt that he had been too subjective for years, blindly believing public opinion and prematurely dismissing Chu Feng as trash and a wastrel.
This was incredibly superficial.
If Han Qianren knew that the Puppet Elixir was also refined by Chu Feng, he would be even more shocked and might even change his mind, convincing the upper echelons of the Han Family to continue honoring the verbal marriage contract.
Chu Feng, controlling the Abnormal Fire, continuously attacked Han Qianren.
He forced Han Qianren to constantly dodge, not daring to block, for fear of coming into contact with the Abnormal Fire.
Whether it touched his Treasure Sword or his body, it would be a disaster for Han Qianren. He couldn’t help but regret not having conducted a thorough investigation before rashly barging into the Chu Family to commit murder.
Seeing how formidable Chu Feng was, the Black-clothed woman was overjoyed and coordinated seamlessly with him.
As a result, after less than ten moves, she managed to slash Han Qianren’s shoulder.
Although Han Qianren wore Advanced Level Soft Armor underneath, her sword light was unstoppable, deeply wounding him down to the bone.
After being injured, Han Qianren immediately thought of retreating.
Strands of Abnormal Fire hindered his escape, restricting his movement.
Chu Feng let him fully experience the terrifying power of the Abnormal Fire.
Eventually, Han Qianren was lamentably slain by the Black-clothed woman on the ground.
"Spare his life, I have great use for him!" Chu Feng hastily stopped the Black-clothed woman.
It’s unclear whether it’s because Chu Feng had seen her body, but she actually listened to Chu Feng’s words. She just pointed her sword at Han Qianren’s neck.