"hehe."

Seeing Yagyu Taiya's continued madness and his sweaty, uncomfortable state, Chen Xiu simply smiled coldly.

He stood more than ten meters above the sea, continuing to exert his intimidation and pressure on Yagyu Taiya as a powerful figure.

Killing him outright would be too lenient on these invaders.

It's better to watch them suffer...

Then slowly torture them to death!

"Aaaaaaah!!"

Under immense mental pressure, Yagyu Taiya let out a shrill roar, his hair became disheveled, and he entered a state of madness.

Knowing that the sword energy couldn't harm Chen Xiu in the slightest, Yagyu Taiya naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to use it again.

He roared, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot: "I refuse to believe that I, Yagyu Taiya, would be defeated by a mere brat like you!!"

After saying that, Yagyu Taiya gripped the demon sword tightly again and charged directly at Chen Xiu.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Yagyu Taiya's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light. Even if he couldn't kill Chen Xiu, he would fight to the death!

"Have you mentally collapsed?"

Chen Xiu sneered and gently spread his five fingers.

In an instant, a cyan longsword appeared in his hand.

It is the weapon of the Seven Gods of the Emperor.

Its material and sharpness are in no way inferior to the demon sword in Yagyu Taiya's hands.

"Alright, I'll play along with you."

Chen Xiu stood on the waves, looking calmly at Yagyu Taiya, and said indifferently, "It's just the right time to let you little brats know what a real sword is! As for the samurai swords in your hands, they don't deserve to be called swords at all!"