Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1889 - 1756: Unbelievable (Part 2)

Everything that happened before was under his control.

The big boss finally makes his appearance.

"Who is this person?"

Luo Badao asked Song Yun in a low voice.

The Great Sacrificial Priest, Sanjian, and several other SS-levels all looked at Song Yun.

In their eyes, Song Yun knew more than others.

Song Yun shrugged, helplessly saying, "I don’t know who he is either."

"You don’t know!?"

The man in the second-floor corridor shouted coldly, his gaze fixed coldly on Song Yun, emitting a strong killing intent that seemed tangible.

He continued, "You killed my messenger, as well as Qinghu. Our hatred is irreconcilable, and yet you say you don’t know me?"

Song Yun shrugged, "Is it required by law that I must know you?"

A cold glint flashed in the man’s eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "In that case, I’ll tell you my name now, so you must remember it after you die. My name is Qingyang."

"You are Qingyang!?"

As soon as Qingyang announced his name, Luo Badao exclaimed out loud.

This time, it was Song Yun and the others who were puzzled.

Song Yun asked, "Uncle, judging by your reaction, you seem to know Qingyang?"

Luo Badao looked puzzled and pondered, "This name, anyone from the Golden Dragon Palace would have heard of it, but..."

Before Luo Badao could finish, Qingyang picked up the conversation and sneered, "But why has my appearance changed, right?"

Luo Badao looked at Qingyang, his expression serious, "How did you end up like this? Though your demeanor hasn’t changed, your looks are completely different!"

Qingyang’s facial muscles twitched, and he said angrily, "Hmph, blame it on your Golden Dragon Palace Hall Master. If he hadn’t smashed my face, I wouldn’t have needed cosmetic surgery."

Luo Badao said, "You betrayed the Golden Dragon Palace back then, colluding with outside forces in an attempt to seize the position of Hall Master. Later, you were beaten by the Hall Master; it was your own doing."

"My own doing!?" Qingyang’s eyes widened, and he said coldly, "The Golden Dragon Palace Hall Master should have been me. I am the most suitable candidate for that position. That bastard, he took what was rightfully mine."

Luo Badao said, "You’re really stubborn. If it weren’t for the Hall Master’s past sympathy for you, you wouldn’t have gotten away with just a ruined face. And even now, you are the most wanted criminal, forbidden to enter this land. If you appear in Huaxia, we will go all out to capture you."

"Shut up!"

Qingyang roared, his forehead veins protruding, clearly in extreme anger.

Hearing the two’s conversation, the people present roughly understood the situation.

Simply put, Qingyang failed to seize the Hall Master position of the Golden Dragon Palace, fled to another country, and now he is back for revenge.

Luo Badao, his expression grim, said, "Qingyang, what do you want to do?"

Qingyang smiled faintly, "It’s simple, kill everyone in the Golden Dragon Palace, and from now on, the playing cards will replace the Golden Dragon Palace. Order and stability will be maintained by the playing cards."

Luo Badao frowned, "You want to replace the Golden Dragon Palace?"

"Yes."

Qingyang nodded, a confident smile on his face, as if it was already a sure thing.

He then turned his gaze to the Great Sacrificial Priest and Sanjian, saying calmly, "Great Sacrificial Priest, Sanjian, today is between my playing cards and the Golden Dragon Palace. You take your disciples and leave; I don’t want to be enemies with you."

Sanjian shook his long sword, looking sharply at Qingyang, and said coldly, "Your playing card organization is arrogant and colludes with outsiders, daring to attempt to replace the Golden Dragon Palace. Sorry, but I, Sanjian, can’t tolerate it, and today I’ve decided to be your enemy."

The Great Sacrificial Priest, his expression calm, said in a deep voice, "Maintaining the stability of Huaxia is what every sect should do. Since I encountered this matter today, I naturally have to get involved. After all, allowing an organization like the playing cards to become a legitimate authority to maintain the peace of Huaxia, I think is inappropriate."

Qingyang seemed to have anticipated this outcome, shook his head, and said, "In that case, you’ll all die here today."

He looked at Xun and said, "Get started. As for that kid Song Yun, break his limbs and leave him alive for me."

In the hall, the eight SS-level individuals belonging to the playing cards responded in unison, "Yes."

With those words, they moved in a coordinated explosion.

Eight overwhelming auras surged towards the arena.

This time, there were no masters appearing, and both sides clashed in close combat.

The people below the arena hadn’t yet turned their minds around and didn’t join the fight.

Moreover, they couldn’t intervene in this battle.

"All S-levels, fall back!"

Luo Badao shouted, leading the other three Vice Hall Masters of the Golden Dragon Palace, each wielding weapons, charging toward the playing card members.

At the same time, Sanjian and the Great Sacrificial Priest were not far behind, joining the battle.

Qingyang ordered: "Song Yun has just advanced to ss level, his strength is not like the others. First, send out two people to surround Song Yun and take him down, then besiege the others."

Upon hearing Qingyang’s command, immediately two ss-level masters from the poker group rushed toward Song Yun.

Hmph, it’s a good approach!

Song Yun coldly snorted, clutching the black light broken sword hidden at his waist with his left hand.

The two opponents rushing over played right into his hands; he could take them out quickly, easing the pressure on his side.

Although he didn’t want to reveal the black light broken sword, the situation was urgent, he had no choice.

"Hah!"

"Kill!"

Those two ss-level were like two shells, rapidly charging towards Song Yun from the front.

"Watch out!"

Luo Badao, Sanjian, and the Great Sacrificial Priest almost shouted in unison.

In their view, although Song Yun somehow managed to kill Edison earlier, facing two ss-level now, he certainly seems unable to resist.

"Ha ha, he’s doomed!"

Qingyang laughed.

Little Sword God, Master Bei, Juan Mao, and Qiu Chumeng were all filled with worry.

But they were also powerless, this battle was not one they could participate in, acting rashly would only add a burden to Song Yun.

The two ss-level closed in within two meters of Song Yun’s front, everyone thought Song Yun would soon be locked in a fierce fight.

Yet, the scene that followed stunned everyone.

Boom.

With a peculiar booming sound, Song Yun made a drawing motion with his left hand.

Black light flashed, dazzling and bright, causing some to squint involuntarily.

The next moment, a fierce and unmatched Sword Qi appeared like a silvery thread, booming towards the two ss-level right in front of Song Yun.

The Sword Qi was incredibly fierce, bursting with an intimidating aura.

"Ah!"

The two ss-level exclaimed, sensing danger, immense danger.

This Sword Qi, they could not withstand.

As soon as they sensed the crisis, just thinking of escaping, it was already too late.

The Sword Qi rampaged past, impacting the bodies of the two ss-level.

Bang boom.

The two ss-level exploded into pieces, blood, organs, and flesh burst open, as if explosives inside them detonated, the power was extremely shocking.

Blood rain poured, the whole arena was silent.

Even the dozen or so ss-level masters in close combat nearby retreated unanimously, halting their fight.

Everyone was left speechless, eyes fixed on Song Yun.

One move to instantly kill two ss-level, domineering, overpowering, unstoppable!

Including the earlier equivalent to ss-level Edison, just today, Song Yun had already killed three ss-level.

This...

It’s simply unbelievable!

"How could it be possible, instant killing two ss-level, is he still human?!"

"No need to fight, one sword kills two, the poker people are simply not enough for Song Yun."

"So strong!"

"What kind of sword is in his left hand?"

Regaining their senses, everyone noticed that besides the Blood Sun Sword held in Song Yun’s right hand, there was also a black broken sword in his left hand.

The black broken sword emitted black flowing light, seemingly an invisible force flowing within.

They realized that earlier the black light and Sword Qi were all emitted by Song Yun using this broken sword.

While everyone was amazed, Song Yun stepped forward, pointing the black light broken sword at Qingyang on the second floor, sneered: "You are so arrogant, want to kill me? Come, come down and duel me. Let’s see whether your bones are harder, or my sword is harder!"

A blatant provocation, Qingyang trembled with rage, eyes filled with an undeniable killing intent.