In an instant, their gazes met in the sky above the battlefield. The soaring sword intent and the destructive killing intent collided wildly, shattering into halos of light resembling black lightning in everyone's eyes.
At that moment, a ferocious steel beast emerged from behind Godless, amplifying his killing intent to its limit.
Dugu Jian's gaze shifted, and his soaring sword intent pierced through the killing intent, tearing through the sky and shooting straight at Jue Wushen's face.
But the next moment, a strong killing intent emanated from Jue Wushen's body once again, driving the steel beast behind him to block the sword saint's sword intent.
"Hahaha, just as Di Shitian said, I really managed to block the Sword Saint's sword intent with these three divine weapons!"
Jue Wushen laughed loudly, raising his hands high. In an instant, a wind-like and demonic will emerged from among the three fierce killing intents, merging everything into it.
"Unorthodox methods!" Dugu Jian observed coldly, but also became cautious.
The God of No Gods forged the Heavenly Blade Greedy Wolf, stole the Heavenly Sin, and now added the Qilin Demon Blood, which is astonishing.
The Heavenly Blade Greedy Wolf is a peerless divine weapon from the East, and the Heavenly Sin is one of the four great evil weapons along with the Peerless Good Sword. With the addition of the Qilin Demon Blood and Nie Feng's destiny, Jue Wushen forcibly raised his power to the point where he could withstand a single blow from the Sword Saint.
At that very moment, a blade of light flew up from beside Jue Wushen and shot straight at Dugu Jian.
"Heavenly Blade - Ghost Wheel Flash!"
The crescent moon-like blade light left an indelible mark on everyone's hearts. At the same time, Yagyu Senjun, who stepped out from the group, perfectly replicated the trajectory of the blade light after the crescent moon, instantly solidifying this mark and appearing it in front of Dugu Jian.
A dense killing intent overflowed from Dugu Jian's eyes. Unlike the nameless Heavenly Sword, a sword of destruction that belonged only to him suddenly burst forth from his body.
This is his primordial spirit, a primordial spirit forged into a sword blade by the will of martial arts, a sword primordial spirit that has walked an unprecedented path in martial arts.
"Sword Annihilation - Chapter Twenty-Three!"
The moves, honed countless times, had stripped away layers of spacetime into dazzling lines. The images remaining within these lines and sword shadows reflected countless chaotic fragments of the two armies, until they shattered on the ground with a deafening crash, restoring the surroundings to their original state.
"Oh!"
Jue Wushen was shaken. If it weren't for Di Shitian's help, he wouldn't have dared to step into this battlefield. If it weren't for the promise from the person behind him, he wouldn't have been able to stand here and actually fight the Sword Saint.
Standing in front of this move, Yagyu Sengun raised the blade with the dragon-shaped rune printed on its hilt. In a fleeting moment, a blue dragon shadow that ignored space and time appeared behind him, circling his body and pouring into the blade in his hand.
"Divine Dragon - Heaven Slayer!"
A dragon's roar from an unknown universe resounded, and a huge, ferocious dragon head appeared behind Yagyu Senjun. Then, this power forcefully squeezed into this world, breaking through the surrounding space and directly confronting Dugu Jian's sword intent.
clang!
In an instant, the sword intent and the saber intent collided in the air, and the resounding sound spread out an endless battle scene. Time and space became the tools to record their battle at this moment, showing everyone the every move of these two wills in the unseen river of time.
Until golden chains fell from the sky, the distorted time and space were restored, and the two wills retreated together, seemingly without either gaining an advantage.
"Sword Annihilation - Twenty-Four!"
A furious roar resounded from the Sword Saint's will, and in the time that should have returned to normal, countless long swords that could pierce through the ages suddenly emerged, mercilessly piercing through everything and appearing around Yagyu Sengun.
"Wow!" Si Zang, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but exclaim in shock: "Is Dugu Jian really going to become a saint?"
Before they finished speaking, a long sword seemed to have spotted them. Immediately afterward, long swords appeared in the sky and surged towards them, piercing into the ghostly realm hidden within the space.
A colossal black figure reappeared, with a shimmering demonic star rising from the flames. As this figure enveloped them, it blocked all the incoming sword blades.
"hiss..."
Lin Feng felt a sharp pain as the Twenty-Four Annihilation Swords pierced his Ghost Realm Dharma Body, leaving an indelible mark.
If the target of the attack hadn't been someone else, the Dharma Body probably wouldn't have been able to completely block the sky full of annihilating swords.
Facing the overwhelming attacks, Yagyu Sengun managed to carve out a unique space amidst the myriad sword intents of destruction, blocking all the swords in front of him.
"That was close!"
Liu Shengjun was in a panic. He swallowed his fear and his body gradually became exhausted.
This strike had consumed almost all of his energy.
"Sword Annihilation - Twenty-Four!"
But for Dugu Jian, this was nothing more than the simplest form of damage output.
In an instant, countless swords of destruction appeared again between heaven and earth. Countless blades of time seemed to overlap with the sword blades, pulling Lin Feng and the others into the attack range of the swords of destruction.
Yu stepped forward, and a black aura of ghostly calamity swept over, instantly staining all the Extinction Swords in front of them black.
On the other side, the handsome participant Wusheng appeared beside Liusheng Qianjun. With a wave of his hand, a demonic sword rose from the void beneath his feet, spreading out dazzling waves of magical energy that enveloped the surrounding Extinction Sword.
The tremors subsided once more, until a figure flew in from behind Dugu Jian and slowly placed a sword in his hand.
"Peerless Sword"
Those watching this scene from afar all swallowed hard, realizing that they had only just given the Sword Saint the right to wield a sword.
At that very moment, the sword sheath of the Peerless Sword was slightly drawn, and a cold light seemed to come from another world, scattering across the battlefield and making the sunlight in the sky turn cold.
Lin Feng's pupils constricted sharply, and a terrible premonition arose in his heart.
Whoever moves first dies first!
The four participants in the distance froze. Tianwu Iron Cavalry and Gui Luosha suppressed their trembling bodies. Yu, who was at the front, was also trembling involuntarily. Si Zang on the side was even careful with the movement of his throat. Tang Hong clenched his trembling fist tightly, resisting the urge to shake off the oppressive force in front of him.
In that moment of oppression, surges of will rose up and broke through the invisible shackles.
Even though Dugu Jian's swordsmanship was unparalleled, how could they become prisoners of his will, unable to even muster the will to resist?
Immediately afterwards, Tang Hong threw a punch, shattering the pressure in front of him.
"You come on, I'm not good at fighting." Upon seeing this, Si Zang immediately said, "Even if you win, it won't help me much."
Tang Hong turned her gaze, and Yu, who was next to her, also gave up her seat, showing a little disinterest. She didn't care about any martial arts competition; she was just very unhappy that the other party had attacked them.
"Can?"
Lin Feng asked the question, though that wasn't his real goal. But seeing Tang Hong's rising aura, he felt a little worried.
“I want to give it a try…” Tang Hong had already taken out his boxing gloves, and a desire was brewing in his eyes: “He has an opportunity that interests me.”
Seeing this, Lin Feng smiled and said, "Then I'll go with you."
As his words faded, his gaze quietly drifted towards the direction of Jue Wushen.
The steel beast behind Jue Wushen and the molten gauntlets on his hands seemed to have grown into his flesh, exuding an eerie writhing sensation.
How could he not recognize this familiar feeling? He really couldn't think of anything else that could do this except for the techniques of the Evil Yuan Path.
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