Hail the King,Chapter: 701: The Swordsman's Pride - Read free novels online

"[One Sword], what are you doing? Are you trying to commit treason?"

Standing in the command center under the mainsail, Prince Xanchua who was surrounded by many people instantly stood up and shouted angrily.

"I knew that you, a dirty native, aren't a loyal dog! You ungrateful trash! Kill him!"

"Dirty native! Reckless and arrogant!"

The young men who were vicious and weak all shouted and cursed while standing beside Xanchua.

"Hahahaha! I practiced sword techniques for 29 years, and I experienced the most thrill when I drew my sword right now… Hahaha! One strike one kill! Haha! Let me kill all the enemies! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

[One Sword] completely ignored Prince Xanchua of Ormond's shout, and he dashed around with sword energies flashing and circling him.

Without mercy, he would kill dozens of soldiers of Ormond every time he said the word 'kill.'

Right now, there was a ferocious and manly temperament on him, which was rare to see. After all, he was usually cold and silent.

Somehow, his aura gradually became even more dominating, and it was similar to Fei's.

In just a few seconds, [One Sword] already dashed through many defense formations that were put up by the soldiers of Ormond and got in front of the command center.

Fei stood in the air and sighed lightly.

With the king's knowledge and understanding of strength, he already knew that [One Sword] was at the last moment of his life, and it was his will power that temporarily sustained his life energy.

This demonic power that suddenly appeared on him was probably residual energy left by that golden skeleton, and the rest of his power came from the fact that he was burning his life energy and soul.

By doing all that, his strength reached low-tier Morning Sun after that golden skeleton had left.

[One Sword] already saw through death and was willing to burn everything he got to get more power.

He could only live for a little over ten minutes now.

In the last moment of his life, [One Sword] who made a huge mistake handled it like a real man. He didn't complain nor cry. Instead, he showed the dignity and honor of a real warrior, and he used the last few minutes of his life to make up for his mistake as much as possible.

[One Sword] was still that proud genius!

Fei agreed to take care of his Xuelun Kingdom, but [One Sword] didn't want to owe such a big favor toward the king.

The gift that he mentioned was this Xuan'ge! He was going to kill all the Ormondians on this barge and gifted it to Fei.

Fei could sense the pride in [One Sword]'s heart.

It was the last bit of pride of a genius swordsman.

Therefore, the king didn't offer him any help.

"Kill!"

As [One Sword] laughed crazily, he shook the rusty sword, and a sword energy shot out of the sword, killing all the soldiers of Ormond who were blocking his way. Then, he leaped into the air and flew toward Prince Xanchua of Ormond who was standing beside the mainsail. At the same time, he struck forward with his sword and sent out dozens of brilliant sword energies.

These sword energies shot at Prince Xanchua like raindrops in a storm!

"Ah!!! Save me…" The dozen young men who were standing beside Prince Xanchua in fancy robes were terrified. Their faces paled, and they ran around like headless flies. They were no longer trying to flatter the prince.

In a split second, the merciless sword energies already got them.

"Humph! How dare you!"

The blond, muscular Peith who was fully armored roared and moved at this critical moment. He swung the broadsword in his hands and turned it into a wall of swords.

Tink! Tink! Tink!

The broadsword blocked all the sword energies from [One Sword].

Tap! Tap! Tap!

After fending off those sword energies, Peith who was rough changed expressions. His pale face suddenly reddened, and his wrists numbed.

The broadsword buzzed violently, and the huge amount of impulsive force made him back off for several steps before he could stabilize himself.

[One Sword] was already on the realm of Sun-Cla.s.s, and Peith was only at peak Full Moon. Even with the combat weapon in his hands, he was still half a step away from Sun-Cla.s.s. It was impressive how he was able to defend against those sword energies.

"Protect Xanchua His Highness!"

In this critical moment, Peith didn't have time to calm down and smooth out the chaotic warrior energy in his body. He instantly rushed over to Xanchua and stood in front of him.

In the same time, more than a dozen royal guards leaped into the air, trying to stop the murderous [One Sword] with their lives fearlessly.

Hiss!!!!!!!

With a few swings, [One Sword] turned these dozens of royal guards into piles of flesh; it was way too easy for him!

He was on a mission, and no one could stop him!

In just a few seconds, he landed on the command center.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

He didn't stop and dashed toward Prince Xanchua who was standing in front of that fancy golden chair.

Tink! Tink! Tink! Tink!

A series of metal-colliding noises sounded, and sparks flew in all directions.

Peith who was really loyal to Xanchua pulled the prince aside, blocked some of the sword energies, and shouted, "This man is crazy! He lost his mind! Your Highness, please get away!"

Then, he leaped forward while swinging his huge sword, blocking all the sword energies that contained a ton of murderous spirits.

He temporarily stopped [One Sword].

"Yeah, it is too dangerous here!"

"Your Highness, it is better for us to leave here right away! This dirty native lost his mind! Your Highness is of high status, and you shouldn't risk getting hurt!"

"Yeah, Your Highness! We will protect you! Let's activate the teleportation array and get out of here!"

The young men who were weak and terrified ran over from various locations, and they surrounded Xanchua with anxious expressions on their faces.

As they recommended him to retreated, they all looked like they genuinely cared about his safety.

In reality, only princes of the Ormond Empire had the ability to activate teleportation arrays. If this weren't the case, these timid young men would have run away as far as they could.

In this dangerous situation, Xanchua still didn't look anxious. In fact, he even had a calm smile on his face.

Seeing his playmates around him, he laughed and said slowly, "Since you guys care so much about me, I'm really touched. Since we are in this much danger, we probably can't get away. However, I couldn't just watch you guys, who are loyal to me, getting killed by the dirty natives…"

"Your Highness, you are so kind!"

"Sob… Your Highness treats us so nicely! We are touched!"

The pale young men all appeared to be thankful after hearing what Xanchua said.

However, Xanchua changed his expression in the next moment. With a cold sneer, he said, "Since none of you can get away, and I couldn't let you get killed by the dirty natives and stain the honor of the Ormond Empire, I will send you guys to heaven personally!"

After he said that, he drew out his knife, and a dash of light shined.

Blood was spilled, and the young men were cut in halves at their waists before they could even react.

With a cold expression on his face, Xanchua's aura turned vicious and domineering. He took off his bright yellow cape and threw it away in the wind, and he cleaned the blood off his knife with the bottom of his shoe. As he looked at the corpses around him, he sneered again, "Toys will get old and boring. Why would I still feed you when you dumb dogs can't even comfort your owner?"

Killing a dozen people easily without trying! This Prince Xanchua of Ormond was a master as well!

Right now, the aura on him wasn't inferior to General Peith. In fact, it seemed like he was even stronger.