Without the Sword

Having endured Fu Qing's relentless tirade without a chance to retort, Qin Wufeng finally lost his patience! 

With a sharp whistle, he drew the sword from his back, retreating dozens of feet into the air. 

With a swift motion of his long sword, he slashed downwards fiercely! 

The terrifying sword light, like thunder from the sky, moved as fast as lightning, heading straight for Fu Qing. 

A Martial Emperor has a certain level of control over space, and the full-force pressure of his attack almost locked down the entire area! 

Centered around Fu Qing, everyone was rendered almost immobile, like lambs awaiting slaughter! 

If Qin Wufeng's sword strike landed, not only would everyone there be annihilated, but the entire valley would be split in two! 

Fu Qing's small eyes suddenly widened slightly, although still small, they now looked more spirited. 

With a wave of his sleeve, the people of the Imperial Academy behind him were suddenly transferred to the mountainside. 

His fists burst with brilliant yellow light, and he fiercely punched towards the incoming sharp white sword light. 

Bang— The sword light shattered, and Fu Qing took two steps back but was otherwise unharmed! 

"Damn it! You old fool, going all out right from the start. Don't you dare damage Central Province's flora and fauna, or destroying your Yuan Sword Sect won't be enough to compensate!" Fu Qing pointed at Qin Wufeng in the sky, cursing loudly. 

Qin Wufeng glared angrily, "Fu Qing, you've gone too far! Prepare to die!" 

Fu Qing snorted coldly, disdainfully saying, "Fight then! Do you think I'm afraid of you?" 

As he spoke, he reached into his storage ring, his expression suddenly changing, "Hmm? Where's my sword? Damn it! How can I fight without a sword?" 

Indeed, as Qin Wufeng had said, Fu Qing was a swordsman. He had a divine weapon called the Zhan Tian Dao, which he had obtained during a fortunate encounter in his youth, along with a high-level Earth-grade martial technique called the Zhan Tian Sword Technique. 

With this martial skill, Fu Qing fought his way forward, defeating countless strong opponents in just a few decades, quickly becoming one of the top figures in the Tianxuan Empire. 

But Fu Qing suddenly realized that in his haste, he had forgotten to bring his sword. 

This was quite awkward! 

Seeing that Fu Qing seemed to have forgotten his weapon, Qin Wufeng was overjoyed, slashing continuously with his blade, trying to gain the upper hand. 

Each terrifying sword light was enough to obliterate everyone present, scaring them into fleeing in all directions. 

A battle between Martial Emperors, even the aftermath, was not something the present young warriors at the Martial Master level could withstand. 

Fu Qing's face turned dark, his hands chopping continuously to disperse Qin Wufeng's sword light. 

As he shouted, "Give me a sword! How can I fight without a sword? Who the hell has a sword?" 

Despite Fu Qing's strength being higher than Qin Wufeng's, even without a weapon, he could still win. 

However, as the deputy sect leader of Yuan Sword Sect, Qin Wufeng's accompanying sword was no ordinary weapon, significantly boosting his strength. 

A swordsman with a matching treasured sword could see their power multiplied! 

Due to this disparity, Qin Wufeng suppressed Fu Qing, forcing him to retreat continuously, struggling to defend himself. 

Fu Qing, barehanded, used his hands as swords, doing his best to resist but feeling extremely frustrated. 

Enraged, he shouted, "Damn it! Where's my sword? Someone give me a sword! And not just any sword!" 

Indeed, an ordinary sword wouldn't be of much help. Among the disciples of the Imperial Academy, some practiced swordsmanship, but their swords were far inferior to true divine weapons! 

They wouldn't aid Fu Qing in battle; in fact, they would likely be shattered upon contact with the sword light. 

"Hmph! Fu Qing, your fate is sealed! Die!" Qin Wufeng, seeing his advantage, pressed his attack, his sword light slashing continuously, his figure flashing like a ghost. 

In his anxiety, Fu Qing suddenly spotted the Tiandao Sect team hiding in the distant woods, his small eyes lighting up. 

"Tiandao Sect! Bring me a sword!" He shouted, rushing towards them. 

The Tiandao Sect specialized in swordsmanship, and their disciples' swords were of excellent quality, especially the sect's officials, each carrying a fine sword. 

Although not all divine weapons, they were far from ordinary! 

Fu Qing had his eye on Yuan Kuang's sword! With the highest cultivation level, Yuan Kuang's sword would naturally be the best. 

Seeing Fu Qing rushing towards him, Yuan Kuang was terrified, instinctively wanting to dodge but finding himself unable to move! 

Qin Wufeng, of course, wouldn't let Fu Qing get a weapon easily. His sword light shot out, directly targeting the Tiandao Sect members! 

This strike wasn't intended to wipe out the Tiandao Sect, but to block Fu Qing's path! 

Unexpectedly, Fu Qing suddenly ducked, disappearing from sight! 

When Fu Qing reappeared, he suddenly emerged from the ground right in front of Yuan Kuang! 

Raising his hand, he unleashed a palm strike that emitted yellow light, forming a golden shield that forcibly blocked the multiple sword beams! 

He then grabbed Yuan Kuang's sword from his hands, who was too shocked to even think, leaving behind a remark, "Consider this repayment for saving the lives of your Tiandao Sect's members." 

With that, he shot straight up towards Qin Wufeng. 

"Here I come! I got a sword now!" 

Yuan Kuang finally snapped out of his daze, looking at the now empty scabbard in his hand, utterly speechless. 

'Repayment for saving our lives? If you hadn't come running here, Qin Wufeng wouldn't have bothered with us little shrimps at all!' 

Yuan Kuang felt like crying but had no tears, too afraid to speak up or ask any questions. 

With a weapon in hand, Fu Qing seemed like a different person, shedding his earlier comical and defensive demeanor. A wild aura spread around him. 

"Come on, you bastard!" 

The Tiandao Sect's officer's sword was indeed extraordinary. As soon as Fu Qing held it, he realized that although it might not match his own Zhan Tian Dao Sword, it was only slightly inferior, already a peak masterpiece of ordinary iron. 

With this sword and the protection of his true energy, defeating Qin Wufeng was a piece of cake! 

Fu Qing completely abandoned the traditional long-range attacks of a Martial Emperor, charging directly at Qin Wufeng for close combat! 

He swung the sword fiercely down! 

Qin Wufeng hadn't expected Fu Qing to move so quickly, hastily raising his sword to block. 

The clash of metal rang out sharply! 

Fu Qing's sheer strength was overwhelming, even Qin Wufeng's divine sword couldn't compensate for it! 

This strike sent Qin Wufeng flying a great distance! 

Qin Wufeng steadied himself, creating a flash of light to gain some distance, preparing to fight again! 

The difference in fighting styles between both of them was significant! 

Qin Wufeng wouldn't foolishly fall into Fu Qing's fighting rhythm. 

But Fu Qing wasn't going to let him get away! The Zhan Tian Sword technique was daring enough to challenge the heavens; its offensive prowess was wild and aggressive! 

With a flicker, Fu Qing reappeared beside Qin Wufeng, slashing down again! 

Shouting fiercely, "Take this!"