Chapter 95: The Finals (4)
Translator: Sissy That Walk
The blood-devouring sword was the most valuable treasure of Nangong family and had been safe kept by the master all the time so, it was hard for outsiders to see it. Only the masters and family heirs could practice the blood-devouring swordsmanship.

It was said that the soft blood-devouring sword had been made after the master of Nangong family had Cold Star Pure Iron on serendipity by accident years ago. In order to make the sword sharp, they said hundreds of people’s blood was sacrificed for the sword. That was why it was called the soft blood-devouring sword.

Then the master of Nangong family created the blood-devouring swordsmanship to coordinate with the soft blood-devouring sword, which redoubled power of it. For this reason, Nangong family was able to be one of the four big families and firmly maintained the status.

Blood must be seen once the soft blood-eating sword was drawn.

In the grandstand, displeasure appeared in Nangong Tingli’s eyes when he saw Nangong Ye used the soft blood-eating sword. Because he didn’t think he should take such an action just to deal with Murong Qingyan. But on second thought, that was ok. No need to get entangled with Murong Qingyan and just fight and win the game of quick decision in case of any change.

He thought Murong Qingyan looked really extraordinary. Ye had better take the rare opportunity to kill Murong Qingyan. Now Murong Qingyan’s strength couldn’t be underestimated so, wouldn’t she be a strong enemy of Nangong family in the future?

On the other side, Murong Xiong felt entangled. Though he really wanted Murong Qingyan to win and gain more benefits for Murong family, he also worried Murong Qingyan couldn’t help Murong family but be resistance in the future if she became stronger.

Watching the game in the grandstand, Murong Qingxue was very excited when she saw Nangong Ye’s performance. She knew that her brother Ye would never let her down.

Murong Qingyan was such a bitch and did that to her, making her completely lose her face in public and deprived the possibility for her to cultivate.

She was unsure whether Murong Qingyan’s words were true, but the fact now was that she couldn’t continue to cultivate. She was worried about this. She really didn’t know whether brother Ye still wanted her if she couldn’t cultivate and lived as a good-for-nothing.

That wouldn’t happen. Brother Ye would never dislike her. Brother Ye loved her so much that he wouldn’t abandon her for that.

And anyway, she believed she would recover soon though she was worried. She didn’t know how long Murong Qingyan had been cultivating for, but she thought Murong Qingyan didn’t stand a chance to do that to her.

Therefore, she was sure Murong Qingyan must have done something to her and her disability wasn’t caused by injuries. She would regain her strength, because she was the princess of Murong family and her family would not just be standing by about her situation.

Today as long as brother Ye defeat Murong Qingyan, status of Murong Qingyan in Murong family would go back like before. Then by no means would she let Murong Qingyan off easily and she must make Murong Qingyan feel that to live was no better than to die.

In the ring, under the gaze of all the dim eyes, Nangong Ye took actions finally!

His figure was like a ghost and flashed in front of Murong Qingyan immediately. The sword moved before his body appeared! The bright and sharp sword sparkled and slammed hard at the top of Murong Qingyan’s head!

Because of the infusion of Nangong Ye’s energetic dark power, bloody air that the sword brought lashed toward all sides. The audience in the front rows even felt a sense of pain like the sharp sword shaving their faces.

All the audience nodded when they saw Nangong Ye’s attack.

“Master Nangong, how blessed you are!” Said Feng Fei whose face was full of appreciation at that moment, “He has such a cultivation at a young age. He must have a great future! Having such a qualified successor must make master Nangong very happy!”

“That’s very nice of you, General Feng.” Though speaking modestly, Nangong Tingli apparently looked proud, “My son is still young and vigorous so, so he carried on like this.”

“You don’t need to be modest, master Nangong.” Qiuyuan Lishang who was sitting aside said, “It’s true that Nangong Ye is young and promising. But–”