Unrestricted Dao Lord

But when he dealt with those two Huajin Martial Artists, it took him only one or two strikes.

The gap between them was too great.

Of the eight, only six remained.

These six had also been full of confidence.

They thought that with eight of them ganging up on Zhang Su, victory was assured.

But how long had it been?

Zhang Su had already killed two of them.

Zhang Su’s strength was far greater than they had imagined!

"His Body Technique! Zhang Su’s Body Technique is too fast. It looks like we’re surrounding him, but in reality, he only has to face one or two of us at a time. He can pick us off one by one..."

Lin Huan saw the situation for what it was.

They had all underestimated Zhang Su’s Body Technique.

Even when surrounded by eight people, Zhang Su could use his Body Technique to defeat them individually.

"Get closer."

The six men immediately drew nearer to each other.

But Zhang Su’s speed was even faster.

"SWOOSH."

Again, the sound of wind and thunder.

But this time, the night sky seemed to instantly fill with sword shadows.

Within every sword shadow, the sound of wind and thunder echoed.

These sword shadows could be real, or they could be illusions.

But the six men couldn’t tell the difference.

And they didn’t dare to gamble.

So, as the sky full of sword shadows descended, all six of them tried to defend themselves.

But...

"PFFT."

One of the Huajin Martial Artists had his throat slit.

Another fatal strike to the throat.

"Three."

Zhang Su’s voice rang out.

Only five remained. Seeing this, a look of terror appeared in their eyes for the first time.

How could they possibly fight this?

"RUMBLE."

Another dull rumble of thunder sounded.

Once again, the sky was filled with sword shadows.

The five men knew some of the sword shadows were real and some were false, but they could only do their best to block them all.

As the sword shadows fell, one of the Huajin Martial Artists shuddered.

He felt an immense force strike his blade.

But he had blocked it.

"Hahaha, I blocked it..."

His expression was one of pure, joyous surprise.

But in the next moment—

"Watch out..."

Lin Huan warned.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Zhang Su’s Cold Frost Sword had already sliced easily through the man’s neck.

"Four."

Of the original eight, only four were left.

Zhang Su killed these Martial Artists from the Huajin bounty list with a two-strike sequence.

The first strike was the Twelve Layers Killing Sword, combined with an eruption of Great Three Yang Power. It was Extreme Yang, and its power was terrifyingly immense, capable of suppressing a Martial Artist from the Huajin bounty list—even Sikong Shuang had been suppressed by it in the past.

The second strike was the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique. Driven by Divine Intent, its speed was pushed to the absolute limit.

A Huajin Martial Artist, reeling from the impact of the Thirteen Layers Killing Sword, had no way to immediately block Zhang Su’s next strike in such a short amount of time.

After all, not everyone had the skills of Sikong Shuang.

"Five."

"Six."

"Seven."

Zhang Su used a combination of the Twelve Layers Killing Sword and the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique, supplemented by his terrifying Body Technique.

Unstoppable!

They couldn’t block any of it!

Lin Huan realized that this so-called eight-man siege had been a complete and utter mistake.

Zhang Su had practically no weaknesses.

Surrounding someone like him was meaningless.

On the ground lay seven corpses.

In the end, only Lin Huan was left standing.

Zhang Su had intentionally saved Lin Huan for last.

After all, Lin Huan was ranked second on the Huajin bounty list, higher even than Sikong Shuang.

Sikong Shuang had been able to withstand eleven of Zhang Su’s strikes, so Lin Huan should be even stronger.

"SWOOSH."

Zhang Su drew his sword.

Lin Huan also drew his sword.

He knew that he most likely wouldn’t survive this day.

Therefore, this brought out his ferocity.

He had no intention of dodging.

Nor did he have any intention of defending.

There was only one word on his mind: Attack!

A frenzied assault!

"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!"

One strike after another.

Every single one a head-on clash.

This continued for seven strikes.

"PFFT."

Finally, Lin Huan could take no more. He shuddered, his body stiffening from the shock of Zhang Su’s Great Three Yang Power.

Zhang Su seized upon that single moment of hesitation.

The sound of wind and thunder echoed.

Then, a sword strike slashed across Lin Huan’s throat.

"CLATTER."

Lin Huan’s sword fell to the ground.

He clutched his throat, staring daggers at Zhang Su.

His eyes were filled with unwillingness to accept his fate.

In the end, Lin Huan died.

"CLICK."

Zhang Su sheathed his sword.

Looking at Lin Huan’s corpse, he secretly shook his head.

’Only seven strikes... You’re much weaker than Sikong Shuang. It seems she’s the one who should be ranked second on the Huajin bounty list!’

Zhang Su muttered to himself in a low voice.

He didn’t know why Sikong Shuang was ranked lower than Lin Huan.

But in terms of pure strength, Lin Huan was inferior to Sikong Shuang.

However, regardless of whether it was Sikong Shuang or Lin Huan, both had died at Zhang Su’s hands.

Zhang Su immediately began to search the eight bodies.

He found eight Identity Tokens.

’Eight Identity Tokens, and every one of them is on the Huajin bounty list... That’s eight thousand contribution points...’

Without a doubt, he had struck it rich this time!

A full eight thousand contribution points.

It was almost unimaginable.

For an ordinary Huajin Martial Artist, they would need to kill eighty of their peers to earn that much!

It was a terrifying number.

’Time to go...’

Zhang Su didn’t linger.

This place was so close to the Five Elements Sect’s base, and he had just killed eight top Huajin experts.

What if the Postnatal Realm Elders of the Five Elements Sect decided to break the rules and intervene personally, no matter the cost?

Zhang Su naturally wouldn’t take that risk.

Therefore, Zhang Su left at once.

Soon, Zhang Su returned safely to the Guiyuan Sect’s base.

He went straight back to his quarters.

After fighting eight top Huajin experts by himself tonight, he was indeed a bit tired.

So, Zhang Su fell into bed and rested well for the night.

「The night passed.」

In the morning, Zhang Su woke up.

He felt refreshed and full of energy.

’Time to go collect my contribution points...’

Zhang Su immediately took the eight Identity Tokens and headed straight for the Martial Arts Arena.

Inside the Martial Arts Arena, everything seemed normal.

It seemed no one knew what had happened last night.

When Zhang Su walked into the Martial Arts Arena, the others who saw him were no longer surprised.

After all, for the past half a month, Zhang Su had shown up every day with an Identity Token to collect contribution points.