Who let him join the Sword Sect?!

Chapter 1139 - 536: The Divine Hammer Is Here—Come Claim It, Handsome

The sword is a headless hammer, and the hammer is a square-headed sword; all skills in the hand, it doesn’t matter what it is, just strike.Yin Ze wielded the hammer with momentum, allowing Zhang Ze to gain the upper hand in an instant.

With one swing of the great hammer, ferocious winds were conjured, shattering Mr. Xiao’s Tao Heart.

No matter how many skills Xiao Jing performed, regardless of the countless spells, they were all impotent before Zhang Ze’s Divine Hammer.

Be it a thousand lotus blossoms forming a mountain or scorching sun burning the sky, they were all shattered by either the great hammer of eighty or the small hammer of forty.

Even the Earth Sea Blade that Xiao Jing picked up was directly absorbed upon colliding with Zhang Ze’s hammer, like pouring a basin of water into a well.

Now, Xiao Jing couldn’t attack from afar, and if he got too close, he would be dragged into the ground; his only option was to flee.

However, although he was still escaping, it was only a matter of time before Zhang Ze caught and hammered him to death.

To Xiao Jing, being hammered to death by a sword cultivator with a hammer neither matched his aesthetics nor his identity.

If he were back in his seven or eight hundred-year-old youthful days, facing Zhang Ze, the ruffian, he might have chosen to turn back, seeking life within death with a bandit’s demeanor.

Unfortunately, he no longer possessed such courage.

Living in mediocrity and age had eroded his proud spirit, and his final courage was crushed to powder by Chen Qianhu’s Sword Book.

Now, every time he thought of that paper sword that appeared out of thin air, he couldn’t help but tremble with fear.

’What if he not only sent the Divine Weapon but came in person, what then?’

’He’s watching me somewhere, he must be, he must be...’

Xiao Jing began to doubt and suspect, cautiously scanning his surroundings, constantly searching for those eyes hidden in the dark.

But after searching for a long time, he found not a single clue.

And in that moment of distraction, Zhang Ze seized the opportunity.

Although Xiao Jing wasn’t approached within three meters, he was still struck solidly by a hammer.

That destructive and reshaping force crushed all his defenses.

Xiao Jing’s perfect body began to crack, unhealable wounds spreading across it.

In this life-and-death moment, perhaps the ruthless nature within his heart was triggered; he roared, gathering his last strength into his still intact left arm, then reached for the hammer.

If he could seize the hammer, there might be a slim chance for survival.

Only, he seemed to have forgotten one thing.

That this hammer wasn’t a hammer; it only had a sword grip and no hammer shaft....

Zhang Ze watched Xiao Jing’s act – like seeking trouble in a great destiny or warming himself on an electric socket – and was momentarily stunned. Before he could react, he saw Xiao Jing’s hand clutching the sword blade.

Without any obstruction, the fingers of Xiao Jing’s left hand were severed at the base.

Apparently, Xiao Jing’s actions angered the Divine Sword, covered in dust after becoming a hammer. The Divine Sword’s blade flashed, and the remaining force poured onto Xiao Jing’s arm.

The next moment, his entire arm was blown into a mist of blood.

And with that, all his beliefs and Tao Heart were utterly shattered.

"You can’t kill me! You can’t kill me! I have something to say! If you don’t want the Four Continents to fall, spare my life!" Xiao Jing shouted loudly.

Some people are just like that, preaching that fists are reason when unreasonable.

Believing in survival of the fittest, eating others is a matter of course.

But when their fists weaken, they begin to speak of morality, intellect, physical education, aesthetics, and labor; of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust.

Preaching love and peace, morally coercing.

However, Zhang Ze was not an easy-going man from a cozy life, and Xiao Jing’s weapon was not a golf club.

Thus, whatever Xiao Jing said, Zhang Ze didn’t listen, his sole thought being to eliminate all traces.

Yet, just as the great hammer was about to mash Xiao Jing into porridge, the Sect Leader’s voice rang out by his ear.

"Hear what he has to say, don’t worry, he won’t escape."

Hearing this, Zhang Ze immediately tilted his wrist, the hammer brushing past Xiao Jing’s face and smashing aside, turning his remaining half of an arm into powder.

Afterwards, Zhang Ze wanted to perform a cool move, a Divine Sword to bind demons.

However, before he started the plan, he realized that in his hand was a hammer; stabbing with the hammerhead would make the person burst open.

So, Zhang Ze spun the hammer, and with a reverse grip, stabbed the sword hilt into Xiao Jing’s chest, like nailing a nail onto him.

"Talk!" Zhang Ze demanded, standing one foot on the hammerhead.

"The Earth Sea... the tides of Earth Sea will arrive soon, in just a few years... This time stronger than any previous! Everyone will die; hiding here is useless..."

Xiao Jing spoke alarmingly.

"But I have a way; if you release me, I’ll tell you how to survive it..."

At this point, Xiao Jing paused, creating suspense, waiting for Zhang Ze to ask.

But Zhang Ze ignored him entirely; even because of being a bit absent-minded, he didn’t clearly hear what Xiao Jing mumbled ambiguously.

He tilted his head, waiting for the Sect Leader’s instructions.

"Kill him."

A moment later, Chen Qianhu said somewhat disappointedly.

With approval received, Zhang Ze pulled the hammer out, and under Xiao Jing’s despairing gaze, hammered down heavily.

After a bell-and-drum-like roar, all returned to silence.

Xiao Jing’s body was utterly crushed, leaving the ground clean, without even a speck of dust.

Yet Zhang Ze was still not at ease.

Zhang Ze asked, "Sect Leader, will this thing come back to life, some kind of corpse reincarnation or whatnot?"

Chen Qianhu replied, "He has backup plans, I know."

Zhang Ze, "?"

Chen Qianhu, "No need to worry, I’m keeping watch."

Although I don’t know what the Sect Leader is doing, since he has spoken, then just listen to him for everything.

After a sigh of relief, Zhang Ze formed a Finger Technique, ready to end this Integration.