As expected, as his extremely powerful original sword energy turned into a swimming dragon and rushed towards the depths of the blood pool below, everyone was completely shocked at this moment, because no one had ever seen this form of dragon-shaped sword energy, which could have such an obvious form when entering the depths of the blood pool with such complex sword energy below.

“Who is this person?

I have never seen it before!

Is there such a powerful person in the Central Continent?

His attainments and accomplishments in swordsmanship should be no less than anyone else in this place."

The strongest guard beside the eldest prince stated this fact with a serious expression, which immediately aroused the vigilance of the surrounding servants. After all, the appearance of such a top-notch strong man next to the fifth prince would itself cause them to panic.

Originally, the Fifth Brother was not a character to be feared in the eyes of the other princes, but now he has suddenly joined the conflict system of the seven princes, and with such a top-level strongman appearing around him, the princes have to pay attention to him.

Of course, how could these people have imagined that the highlight moment in their eyes was just the appetizer of Xu Yang's attack this time, and his real aura release had just begun.

As expected, as the dragon-shaped sword energy was wandering around the blood pool, more and more top-level ancient artifacts sleeping in the deepest part of the blood pool began to become restless.

This time, the restlessness caused all the dormant aura in the blood pool to explode with a deafening roar. Every sword seemed to be shouting and howling, as if an extremely powerful force was guiding them to break free from the blockade of the blood pool at the same time.

While others were asking for the sword, they released their spiritual power and tried to impact the rich waves of sword energy in the blood pool below. However, most people could only last two or three rounds before they immediately turned their spiritual power around to complete the action of drawing the sword, and they would use whichever sword they could get.

Most of the top warriors around the kings and princes can last for five or six rounds, because the stronger the mental impact that the resonating artifacts below can withstand, the higher the possibility of being summoned out, and the better the quality.

However, once it exceeds the limit of the sword-asking person's mental strength, the sword fluctuations released from the blood pool below will have a strong backlash effect on their mental strength. Therefore, no one dares to bet their own soul world and forcibly guide a peerless artifact that they cannot control to hurt themselves. Therefore, most people retain about 20% to 30% of their mental strength during the sword-asking process.

But for Xu Yang, ten consecutive mental shocks were just a warm-up process. After these top-level artifacts deep in the blood pool below suffered ten consecutive rounds of mental shocks, they could no longer maintain their restless attitude.

Swish, swish, swish!

Soon, the sound of swords was heard below. From the deepest part, one peerless divine weapon after another broke through the cage of the blood pool, suspended in the air in the blood pool, and spun madly along the trajectory of Xu Yang's mental power.

This time, there were more than a dozen divine swords that rushed out of the sealed area of ​​the blood pool!

The quality of each of these weapons surpassed that of all the magical weapons that had been taken away by Wen Jian before.

“Oh my god, this guy actually summoned more than a dozen swords at once by himself?

Each sword is of such top-notch quality. If he were to succeed in getting them, Jianlu would probably suffer heavy losses this time.

These artifacts that were originally sealed at the bottom of the blood pool were supposed to be reserved for the Sword Sect’s own people to use, but unexpectedly, they were all dug out by this kid in one go!"

The expressions of shock and worry among the various princes and nobles gradually shifted to gloating, because they knew very well that Xu Yang's actions had transferred all the pressure to the Fourth Prince and the Sword Sect himself.

"My fellow Daoist, your strength is beyond our imagination, but I still want to remind you that if you control so many artifacts at the same time, it will easily exceed your mental endurance limit. If these artifacts backfire, you will end up like my seventh brother just now. If you are attacked by so many top artifacts in this situation, even if I personally take action, I will not be able to protect you!"

It has to be said that the Fourth Prince was indeed a cunning guy. With the help of Xu Yang's operations that were almost unimaginable to everyone at this moment, he put all the blame on Jian Qi. Not only did he clear himself of the suspicion of setting up a trap to harm the Seventh Prince, but he also secretly gave Xu Yang some advice.

He signaled him to stop immediately, but how could Xu Yang take the Fourth Prince's words seriously?

He wanted to launch a shocking sword-chasing event to completely disrupt the plan originally set up by the Sword Sect and the Fourth Prince.

"Hahaha, Your Highness the Fourth Prince, I just want to ask, does the Sword Sect's sword furnace have any special restrictions on those who ask for swords?

Or how many ancient artifacts can I take away by myself at most?"

Jian Yunqing laughed loudly. Without waiting for the Fourth Prince beside him to respond, as the real owner of Jian Lu, the leader of the Sword Sect, he directly replied to Xu Yang.

"Since you have such strength, there is no need for you to stay behind. If you are confident in yourself, even if you empty out the entire Sword Pavilion, my Sword Sect can afford it!

However, in the name of the Sword Sect, I am making a statement to everyone present here: if you do this and are attacked by the top-level artifacts in the Sword Pavilion, you will be personally responsible for any consequences.

Because these top-level artifacts were originally buried in the deepest part of the blood pool, bathed in the most abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They were originally still in the growth stage and had a better upper limit for development.

Now, they have all been summoned by you alone. If you are unable to ask for the sword in the end, you will be responsible for your actions. Even though our Sword Sect is not afraid of the pressure from these ancient artifacts, you cannot resist them alone. No matter what the outcome is, you will have to bear it yourself."

"Hahaha, Sect Master Jian Yunqing is still straightforward. Now that you have said this, I am completely relieved.

Since there are no restrictions, I want to see how many ancient artifacts my sword aura can resonate with today."

After receiving such an answer, Xu Yang immediately became excited, because only at this moment did Xu Yang start to be serious. Before, he had been frantically suppressing the fluctuations of his sword energy. Now that he had no worries, he was going to use the next wave of operations to teach the seven princes and various forces of the Central Domain Royal Family a good lesson.

"Hahaha, our boss will probably become famous in this battle. I'm already beginning to feel sorry for the Sword Clan, Jian Lu, and the Fourth Prince's forces. I wonder what the consequences will be for them if they suddenly completely lose all of Jian Lu's famous swords!"

Old Crow and the others began to gloat over his misfortune, dancing with excitement. Only the Fifth Prince, who was standing among all the princes, still had his hands behind his back with a posture as steady as a rock, quietly admiring his powerful ally and the visual impact it brought to all the hostile forces!

"Haha, Xu Yang really didn't disappoint me. It seems that from today onwards, the title of Sword Saint of Yingzhou Continent will be passed to someone else!"