My Brilliant CEO Wife

Chapter 1237 - 1240: You Deserve to Die

Suddenly, many people around were injured by Sword Qi, vomiting blood and seriously hurt. Some even had their internal meridians shattered directly by the Sword Qi, dying on the spot, just like that.Amidst the turbulent Sword Qi, even Yun Hao couldn't help but retreat half a step, simultaneously releasing Immortal Yuan from his body to protect Qing Luan and the others behind him.

By contrast, the sword fanatic was flung a hundred meters away, crashing heavily into the ground, making a granite depression dozens of centimeters deep, showcasing the immense force.

The drifting dust had not yet settled when the sword fanatic jumped up again, his eyes shining fiercely, charging towards Yun Hao.

"Heaven-Slaying Seven Swords Sixth Sword, Live Alone in the Next Life!"

With those words, the sword fanatic suddenly appeared more desolate, like someone who had lost family, lost a lover, lost friends, lost everything, with only the longsword in his hand as his solace.

The man and the sword reached a resonance, together seeking the meaning of survival.

And killing Yun Hao seemed to have become the sword fanatic's sole desire to live at that moment.

The living crowd, feeling the aura emanating from the sword fanatic, involuntarily drew their own weapons, glaring at Yun Hao in hatred, seemingly transformed into sword fanatics, also wanting to kill Yun Hao.

As the distance between the sword fanatic and Yun Hao grew shorter, the sadness became more intense. Some with lesser cultivation and less steadfast minds among those who drew weapons even leaped down, joining the sword fanatic to attack Yun Hao.

Witnessing this strange scene, Yun Hao slightly frowned, unexpectedly interested in the Sixth Sword, which could affect the minds of others so seriously.

"Since you are already so lonely, let me make you even lonelier!" Yun Hao softly uttered, infusing Immortal Yuan into the longsword, then letting it fly like a dart towards the charging sword fanatic.

But that wasn't the end. After tossing the longsword, Yun Hao flashed over to the sword fanatic's front, his right hand enveloped in a golden Immortal Yuan, decisively grabbing toward the sword fanatic's chest.

Clang!

The sword tip collided, and a Sword Qi far more violent than before unraveled and surged around.

Simultaneously, Yun Hao's hand reached the sword fanatic's chest, but didn't stop, penetrating directly through the chest.

Smack!

Yun Hao's left palm struck the sword fanatic's body, his body retreating swiftly.

As Yun Hao retreated, his right hand also withdrew from the sword fanatic's body.

In Yun Hao's palm was a heart, fresh red, still beating.

Boom!

When Yun Hao returned to his original position, the rampant Sword Qi collided with Mingjian Pavilion's Mountain Protection Array, emitting a sky-shaking roar!

Then came a sound of cracking, and the crowd was startled to find that the Mountain Protection Array regarded as the strongest defense power of the Kunlun Sacred Land, was shattered directly by the aftershock of Yun Hao and the sword fanatic's clash.

Shocking, truly shocking.

No matter how they pondered, they couldn't foresee that Mingjian Pavilion's Mountain Protection Array would crumble under this blow.

How powerful were these moves of the two?

Yet seeing the companions fallen or injured by the Sword Qi this time, the survivors could understand the ferocity of the attack.

Qing Luan and others sheltered behind Yun Hao, not affected in the slightest by the raging Sword Qi, still calmly closing their eyes in contemplation.

Especially Gu Feng, who had not opened his eyes since the sword fanatic employed the Third Sword, seemingly unafraid of being harmed or killed by the battle's shockwave.

But upon contemplation, truly there was no need to worry; they stood behind Yun Hao. If harmed, it must be under the condition of Yun Hao being injured without enough strength left to protect them.

Would Yun Hao be injured because of the sword fanatic?

In Gu Feng and the others' view, it was utterly impossible.

Even if the sword fanatic could unleash the Seventh Sword, he still wouldn't be hurt, for they trusted Yun Hao completely, without conditions.

The crowd looked at the sword fanatic and Yun Hao in the field, their shock indescribable.

Especially seeing the sword fanatic's chest riddled with a bloody hole, blood continuously gushing, while Yun Hao held the sword fanatic's heart in his hand; they were immensely shaken.

Truly, they couldn't foresee that despite wielding the first six swords of the Heaven-Slaying Seven Swords, the sword fanatic fell to Yun Hao's hand.

Judging by the current state, unless the sword fanatic has the strength to unleash the final sword of the Heaven-Slaying Seven Swords, there is almost no chance of victory.

But with the heart already excavated by Yun Hao, how could the sword fanatic have the strength to wield the Seventh Sword?

"You… should… die…"

Staring at the hole in his chest and Yun Hao holding his heart, the sword fanatic looked at Yun Hao with a menacing expression, speaking word by word.

But as the sword fanatic spoke, his mouth continued to drip blood, somewhat nauseating.

"Holy moly, isn't this guy human? Having his heart extracted, and he's still f**king alive?" Sun Fei looked at the sword fanatic astonished, very puzzled.

"He seems to have changed, like not the sword fanatic I knew before!" Gu Feng at this point also opened his eyes, gazing intently at the sword fanatic, speaking with a somber tone.

"Indeed, he is no longer who he was, merely a puppet controlled by Sword Intent!" Yun Hao also slightly furrowed his brow, tossing the heart in his hand to the ground, stamping it to pieces.

Not only Yun Hao and the others, but even the surrounding spectators noticed the peculiarities of the sword fanatic; in their cognition, the sword fanatic was not like this, while now the sword fanatic seemed to be surging with a layer of indistinct black aura.

This faint black aura emitted waves of repulsive sensations.

"Unleash your strongest move, for this is your last chance. I won't spare you anymore!" Yun Hao said softly, looking proudly at the sword fanatic.

"If so, then die!"

The sword fanatic spoke ominously, and before his words fell, he vanished from his spot.