Chapter 1433: 1519: Heroic Sword
Chapter 693 of "My Super Beautiful Lady Boss" opens showing suspense: CapĂtulo 1433: Chapter 1519: Heroic SwordSu Xuan smiled faintly, then walked into the courtyard, where... Continue the adventure!
CapĂtulo 1433: Chapter 1519: Heroic SwordSu Xuan smiled faintly, then walked into the courtyard, where a thick layer of snow had already fallen. The Miaojiang region is prone to heavy snowfalls, unlike Honghai, where snow is rarely seen year-round.
The old man felt somewhat strange in his heart, and just at that moment, suddenly⌠whoosh whoosh whooshâŚ
Suddenly, several sleeve arrows whistled in at once. Su Xuan quickly kicked out a few times, knocking those sleeve arrows away.
âThisâŚâ
Seeing this scene, the old man was also taken aback, not expecting this day to finally arrive.
âGuardsâŚâ
The old man shouted, and a dozen security personnel rushed out. They were guards hired by the Ximen Family.
âOld man, have them stand down. Today I ate your food, took your drink; Iâll handle these hooligans for you!â
Su Xuan smiled faintly, knowing that these security guards were no match for the intruders. These were all skilled combatants.
âYoung man, are you sure you can handle it alone?â
âHaha, itâs fine, have them stand down!â
As Su Xuan spoke, he opened his right hand, suddenly stepped forward on the snow with his right foot, and caught a swiftly incoming sleeve arrow with a swift sidestep of his body. His body spun in the snow, and he hurled the sleeve arrow back out with his right hand.
âAhâŚâ
A miserable cry echoed, and a man in black instantly fell from a tree, crashing headfirst into the snow.
Su Xuan had already arrived in front of an osmanthus tree, sweeping out with his right foot.
âAhâŚâ
Another scream sounded, and a snowman was kicked and sent flying, spitting a mouthful of blood before collapsing to the ground.
After Su Xuan took out two people in an instant, several black-clad figures leapt out quickly. Each one had their face covered, dressed like samurais, left hand pressed against their chest. In their right hand, they held a katana, shining with a cold, chilling light, resting on their left arm.
They surrounded Su Xuan, moving slowly. Su Xuan could see at a glance that this was a formation. His heart laughed coldly, realizing Ximen Changfengâs concerns were justified.
âWho are you? This matter has nothing to do with you!â
At this moment, on the wall, a man with a masked face, arms crossed, also had something slung over his back and said.
âHaha, it seems Miaojiang is indeed getting more and more interesting!â
Su Xuan recognized these people. At this moment, the man standing on the wall was responsible for orchestrating, while those surrounding him were like a pack of mad dogs.
âHmph, young man, we are only here to reclaim what is rightfully ours. I advise you not to waste your precious life on this. Walk away today, and Iâll pretend this never happened!â
The upper-level ninja spoke excitedly.
âDamn, can you stop bragging? Do you think you can beat me? You truly are shameless claiming something thatâs yours!â
Su Xuan truly thought these people were just a shameless bunch. They seemed to come for the Heroic Sword. Although Ximen Changfeng hadnât explicitly told him, the underlying implication was that the secret of the Heroic Sword had already been leaked.
âBastardâŚâ
The fellow was so angry he almost spat blood.
âYou all really want this thing, donât you?â
Su Xuan suddenly opened the box in his left hand and then took out the Heroic Sword. Under the lamp light, the Heroic Sword appeared chillingly cold!
âHow did the Heroic Sword get in your possession!â
Sure enough, when Su Xuan took out the Heroic Sword, the upper-level ninja was filled with excitement, not expecting Su Xuan to control the Heroic Sword!
âIs it strange?â
Su Xuan sneered, realizing they were indeed after the Heroic Sword.
âHand over the sword, or weâll slaughter you on the spot!â
The upper-level ninja threatened.
Su Xuan sneered once more, accompanied by a buzzing sound. A flash of cold light, and the Heroic Sword was unsheathed; a chilling Sword Qi in this snowy weather looked even more bone-chilling. As each snowflake fell, it formed a thick layer of frost around the sword blade.
âThe Heroic Sword has yet to taste blood, today youâll be the ones to test it!â
Su Xuan spoke, suddenly stepping forward, the Heroic Sword in his hand thrusting lightning-fast. With a swishing sound, as Su Xuan pierced out, the sword blade instantly pierced through a katana, as if cutting through tofu, the swordsmanâs eyes widening. The Heroic Sword pierced half into his throat.
âCrack crackâŚâ
The swordsman seemed to die with some unwillingness, thinking he had skillfully protected himself with his katana. However, he hadnât expected the Heroic Sword to pierce through his katana and throat like it was cutting through tofu, truly not dying at peace.
âIt truly is a good sword!â
Su Xuan was also astonished, honestly not expecting the weapon to be so formidable, its sharpness exceeding his imagination.
âYah!â
Three ninjas leaped up simultaneously, clutching their katanas with both hands, slashing madly at Su Xuan, their speed truly fierce and vigorous.
âZing zingâŚâ
However, in the next moment, it was unbelievable because when Su Xuan swung, three peopleâs katanas were instantly cut off. With a spinning motion of his body, he sent one ninja flying with a spinning kick. As the other two landed, they were struck with fear, but it was too late to escape. Suddenly, a chill enveloped their throats, spilling blood onto the white snow. Their eyes filled with despair, seemingly unable to believe they had died like this.
All of them had undergone special training, each confident in their skills, yet they couldnât believe they were so vulnerable before Su Xuan.
With three people taken out in an instant, the upper-level ninja became a bit sullen, feeling surprised at how formidable this guy was. Since when did such a skilled fighter appear in Huaxia?
Ximen Changfeng, witnessing this scene, was also shocked. To be honest, now he understood why Su Xuan had just asked his guards to stand down. If they hadnât retreated, they would be no match, not even worthy of cannon fodder.
These people were just too formidable; the guards really werenât a match for them.