Do not do whatever you want

That would be a disservice to my terrifying three thousand years of cultivation!

"You're the one who's asking for death!"

Sensing Chen Xiu's disdain, the middle-aged man's face instantly turned terrifyingly grim. He raised his hand and shouted, "Sword, come!"

"Sword, come!!"

The other six middle-aged men also shouted in unison.

The shout made Chen Xiu's eyelids twitch, and he wondered if he had misjudged the situation.

Chen Xiu already knew about the martial arts realm on Earth in his previous life.

There are six major realms: Martial Artist, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, Transcendent Realm True Person, Divine Realm Immortal, and Terrestrial Immortal.

Master Wu, who was just killed by Chen Xiu's Thunder Fist, was a Grandmaster.

Chen Xiu initially thought these seven middle-aged men were True Immortals of the Transformation Realm... but if they could control swords, then they were at least Immortals of the Divine Realm!

A divine immortal!?

Could I have misjudged him?

That's impossible!!

Just as Chen Xiu was wondering, seven young men carrying long swords came out.

They approached the seven middle-aged men with utmost respect and presented them with their longswords: "Master, your sword!"

"凸(艹皿艹)!"

Seeing this, Chen Xiu had something on his mind that he didn't know whether he should say...

You call this "Sword Comes"?

This is such a disappointment to me, the Immortal Emperor!

Chen Xiu shook his head, having lost interest in watching the seven performers any longer. He raised his hand, fingers spread, palm facing up, and shouted, "I'll show you something new! This is what real swordplay looks like!"

"Sword, come!"

Before the words were even finished, thick layers of dark clouds had already gathered in the sky. The clouds turned into water and condensed in the air into a giant sword that was tens of meters long!

Although it was a giant sword formed from water, its blade was dazzling and sharp, and a dense killing intent swirled around it, causing the sword to emit a series of sword cries like the roar of a dragon.

"Um?"

Chen Xiu then realized that his divine sword had not traveled through time and been reborn with him, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Then, another shout rang out: "This move is also called 'The Sword of the Great River Descends from Heaven'!!"