My wife is a reborn big boss

Lie Fengtao looked down in astonishment at the chest pierced by the longsword. He never imagined he would die like this. After a thrilling battle, he had successfully forged his heart and broken through to the Innate Realm, and then, he died in such a... ridiculous way.

Lie Fengtao collapsed.

He lay on the ground, his blank gaze fixed on the cloudless blue sky.

He is not willing!

He's only twenty-eight years old!

He is breaking through the innate level!

He lived in his older brother's shadow since childhood, working hard to improve his skills, only wanting to surpass his eldest brother, Lie Fenghan.

He didn't want people to say when they talked about him: "This is Lie Fenghan's younger brother, he's nowhere near as good as his older brother!"

He wanted others to mention Lie Fenghan and say: "Look, this is Lie Fengtao's older brother. He actually has such a powerful younger brother!"

His story is just beginning!

He may be the protagonist of his own story, but in other people's stories, he is just an insignificant supporting character. Or perhaps, not even a supporting character.

But that's the reality.

His consciousness gradually faded...

"How dare you, you lowly creature!"

The middle-aged man, who had been silently holding his sword, was now furious.

While Lie Fengtao and Lie Fengtao were locked in a fierce battle, he remained vigilant and prepared to intervene and save Lie Fengtao if he was outmatched.

Later, when he saw Lie Fengtao take the opportunity to strengthen his mind and break through to the Innate Realm, he relaxed his vigilance.

But unexpectedly... Li Jianshi actually thrust out that sword!

Shouldn't the two of them be appreciating each other at this point, and then developing feelings for each other during countless subsequent battles? Why aren't they following the expected pattern?

They came as a pair, but returned as one. How was he supposed to face the fierce wind and cold?

At that point, the one who is still alive might become dead.

Faced with Li Jianshi, who had cut off his path to survival, he was enraged and attacked without mercy!

The long sword in his arms was drawn from its sheath, like a roc spreading its wings or a dragon emerging from the sea!

His longsword flashed, transforming into a white light that hurtled towards Li Jianshi. But ten feet away from her, the cold light suddenly exploded, turning into a shower of sword beams! It was as if hundreds of beams of light were raining down! He vanished into the sword beams, manipulating the rain of light to hurtle towards her!

Li Jianshi suppressed the overwhelming killing intent, stubbornly biting his lip. He raised "Azure Sky" in his left hand and manipulated "Tai Xuan" with his right hand, fingers pointing like a sword, gathering all his power to unleash his ultimate move: "A Torrent Plunges Three Thousand Feet!"

The silver-white sword light of "Tai Xuan" mixed with the golden sword light of "Cang Qiong" transformed into a waterfall, crashing fiercely into the rain of light in front of it!

"boom!"

A loud bang!

Unparalleled sword energy exploded violently in the center of the square!

The scattered sword energy mixed with flying pebbles shot out like a rain of arrows into the surrounding crowd who were poisoned and unable to muster their inner strength, causing many deaths and injuries in an instant!

Wu Qiong casually brushed aside the incoming sword energy and focused his attention on the battle.

Li Jianshi flew several feet away and landed heavily on the ground. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, staining his chest red, like plum blossoms falling in the snow, poignant and lonely.

She was severely injured and no longer able to fight.

Master Xuanjue, who was also paying close attention to the battle, didn't even have time to straighten his disheveled robes before exclaiming in astonishment, "He's a master of the Innate Realm!"

A master of innate talent can mobilize the vital energy of heaven and earth with a single move.

The middle-aged swordsman's sword flashed like rain just now, which was perhaps due to the force of the wind and rain.

Master Xuanjue was already a master of the "unity of heaven and man" realm. When the middle-aged swordsman drew his sword, he vaguely sensed the change in the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

"Not bad," the middle-aged swordsman replied proudly.

"Several years ago, no one on the leaderboard could rival me. Back then, I was young and ambitious, and I challenged all the heroes in the world."

Unfortunately, after challenging more than a dozen people, I found them all to be nothing more than empty boasts. Disheartened, I traveled to the Western Regions, where I happened to meet my lord, Lord Liefeng, and challenged him.

In that battle, I was utterly defeated and accepted my fate, thus joining Lord Lie Feng's ranks. Though I was defeated then, I used that opportunity to plant the seeds of self-cultivation, and after several years of seclusion, I finally broke through to the Innate Realm. Escorting Lie Fengtao here was also to repay Lord Lie Feng's kindness. But I never expected…”

He paused for a moment, then pointed at Li Jianshi, who was lying on the ground, with a tone of grief and indignation:

"You vile woman! You actually killed him! How am I supposed to explain this to Lord Lie Feng?!"

Although Li Jianshi was seriously injured, there was no fear in his eyes. He just smiled and looked in Wu Qiong's direction without answering.

Ye Yushi, who had been deep in thought beside Master Xuanjue, asked in a solemn voice, "Several years ago...unrivaled on the Human Ranking...disappeared for many years...could it be...could it be that you are...?"

The middle-aged man nodded proudly: "That's right, I am 'Sword Rain in the Xiangjiang River'."

"hiss!"

The surrounding martial arts heroes gasped in shock, never expecting that this person was actually "Sword Rain in the Xiang River"!

Sword Rain in the Xiang River is not dead! Not only is he not dead, he has also entered the Innate Realm!

Seeing the whispers around him, the middle-aged swordsman became even more reserved. Until someone spoke up:

"He's not 'Reign of Assassins'!"

The scene fell silent instantly.

Everyone turned their gaze toward the direction from which the sound came.

An elderly figure slowly walked into the arena.

He walked slowly, his slightly trembling steps gradually becoming steady, and the fear in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a firm resolve.

Murong Shengxue stopped, raised her head, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "'Sword Rain of Xiaoxiang' will not submit to others. You... are not 'Sword Rain of Xiaoxiang'!"

The middle-aged swordsman laughed, pointed at Li Jianshi who was sitting up and healing her injuries as if no one else was around, and asked, "How do you compare to her?"

Murong Shengxue shook her head: "As the direct descendant of the Xuantian Sect's leader and the number one on the Human Ranking, I am inferior to her."

The middle-aged swordsman said with a playful tone, "Then what makes you dare to stand up?"

"With just the 'Xiaoxiang Sword' from my 'Sword Rain of Xiaoxiang' technique!"

The Xiaoxiang Sword was unsheathed!

Murong Shengxue gathered all the knowledge she had acquired in her life and unleashed a sword strike that broke through the limits!

fast!

So fast!

He moved like a streak of light, stabbing towards the middle-aged swordsman!

Everyone around stared wide-eyed, trying to see if the sword strike from this fool who dared to challenge a master could rekindle people's admiration for "Sword Rain in Xiaoxiang".

"Sword Rain in Xiaoxiang".

A legendary figure.

Perhaps he was aloof and proud.

Perhaps he is approachable.

but!

He cannot submit to anyone, whether that person is a Hu, a Zhou, or a Qin!

This is a sword strike that carries the hopes of everyone!

As they looked at Murong Shengxue, who had thrust out the sword, they seemed to see a phantom behind him, a solitary and desolate figure.

He is the successor of "Sword Rain in Xiaoxiang"! They believe in him and look forward to it.

Just as the sword was about to pierce the middle-aged swordsman's chest, a finger appeared in front of the sword.

Those were the fingers of the middle-aged swordsman. With a light flick, the "Xiaoxiang Sword" shattered, and Murong Shengxue flew back.

Hope was dashed.

The middle-aged swordsman laughed wildly, looking up at the sky: "Hahahaha! So what if it's the 'Xiaoxiang Sword'! So what if it's 'Sword Rain on Xiaoxiang'!"

"Not bad! I'm not 'Sword Rain of Xiaoxiang,' but so what! I've already reached the Innate Realm; even if he himself came, he might not be my match! Besides, he hasn't appeared in the martial world for many years; he's probably long since rotted in some stinking ditch, his corpse eaten by wild dogs!"

His fierce gaze swept across the area, and everyone he saw lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

After scanning the area, his gaze settled on Murong Shengxue, whose faith had crumbled, lying on the ground, and Li Jianshi, who was silently healing her wounds:

"Everyone here today will be buried with Lie Fengtao! We'll start with you two beasts!"

After saying that, he drew his long sword and walked towards Li Jianshi and the other man!

Just when things were at their most critical!

A voice suddenly came from the crowd: "That's not how you use the 'Xiaoxiang Sword'."

The distraught Murong Shengxue looked up in astonishment.

Li Jianshi, who had been closing his eyes to heal his injuries, opened them in surprise.

A sword light suddenly appeared!

The middle-aged swordsman suddenly swung his longsword to block, but he couldn't withstand the force and was forced back several feet. Blood flowed from his right hand, which was holding the sword, staining the blade red!

"He's a master!"

Everyone turned to look.

Deep within the square, a man dressed in a blue robe stood calmly among the crowd, drifting in gracefully.

It was none other than Wu Qiong!