Chapter 683: Shocking the Strong
After the King of Samsara swung this sword, the sword intent in his body was completely exhausted and could not be re-condensed in a short time. His face looked a little pale. This sword was not without cost.
The Holy Soul Sect leader watched as the Netherworld Blood Hand was destroyed, his face expression neither sad nor happy, he said calmly.
"Bring the Samsara skull here."
Beside him, the woman who looked to be about thirty years old and had a nice figure took a step forward upon hearing his words. In the blink of an eye, she was behind the King of Samsara, with a blood-red dagger in her hand emitting a cold light like a poisonous snake.
"clang"
The King of Samsara didn't even look at it, but blocked it with his sword. Then he walked leisurely, took a step to the left, and swung his sword again. The woman who was originally behind him fell from the void in front of him and quickly disappeared.
This was obviously an extremely skilled assassin. After she disappeared into the void, many old antiques changed color and it was difficult for them to capture any trace of the woman!
At this time, the King of Samsara stood high in the sky somewhat tiredly. He did not continue to chase, but looked at the group of people in front of him and spoke.
"No ordinary people may be slaughtered or captured. No bloody battles may break out outside of the Peach Garden. No members of the Yincao Dao Alliance may be harmed."
"Anyone who violates the rules will be killed without mercy."
With the birth of the Peach Garden, it is impossible to close off the Nine Provinces and not let anyone in.
If we just let them go, these people are used to being high and mighty, and when they enter Kyushu, they are bound to cause many troubles.
Therefore, the underworld's initial plan was just to intimidate and establish authority so that these powerful people would abide by the rules.
Many people were stunned. They knew that the King of Samsara was at a disadvantage and was about to die. What was the point of such a threat?
At this moment, several roars like real dragons were heard, and the eight sky swords that were swept into the seabed before suddenly broke out of the sea, surrounded by brilliant golden light, and the terrifying sword intent swept raging, crashing into a void.
“Snort” “Snort” “…”
A disheveled figure of a woman fell out, her hands, feet, lower abdomen, scapula on both sides, and between her eyebrows were all pierced.
This seemed to be a special kind of sealing method, causing a powerful 2nd-rank master to struggle in constant pain, yet unable to use his trump card to escape.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spine.
At this time, the King of Samsara had come to the woman like a ghost, and the ninth heavenly sword in his hand fell down, suppressing the woman with an unstoppable force. The heavy pressure seemed as if the whole sky had collapsed.
"Overturn the ground."
"Samsara, get out of here!"
An old man appeared silently in front of the woman. It was the Holy Soul Sect leader. He stared at the King of Samsara with hawk-like sharp eyes. He clapped his skinny hands and turned them into a giant ghost hand.
When the ghost hand collided with the sword intent, it was as if it was suppressed by thousands of huge mountains. The palms and fingers were deformed, but it still blocked the sword. The old man's strength was unfathomable.
At this moment, the King of Samsara suddenly laughed.
The Samsara Sword Domain unfolded, and when it enveloped the woman from the Holy Soul Sect, the eight heavenly swords seemed to be given life at once, emitting excited clanging sounds, and then eight terrifying sword beams pierced through the sky and the earth, crushing the woman to pieces.
"Ah! No—"
The horrific tragedy came to an abrupt end.
All the strong men watching the fight had their hair standing on end at this moment.
The Saint Soul Sect leader's face was even more gloomy. He never expected that the King of Samsara's powerful sword strike was just a cover for the killing move that he had prepared long ago.
"In the future, I will slaughter thousands of miles of people in Kyushu to wash away the hatred of today!"
He was filled with rage and sent out three Netherworld Ghost Hands. Although they were a little weaker than the most terrifying seventh-order ghost hands before, they were still invincible among the lower-order ghost hands.
The King of Samsara could only block two of them and was hit by the last one. His chest caved in and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, no one dared to look down on this peerless strong man who had just appeared in the world. Some old antiques bowed and then stepped into Jiuzhou. Some people promised that they would abide by the rules, and some top strong men disdained to say anything. I also secretly decided that I would not do anything wrong after entering.
On the east coast, Kyushu's deterrence ended successfully.
The King of Samsara continued to fight against the Holy Soul Sect alone, causing huge waves on the sea.
In Beiling, when a group of strong men wearing Shura masks and emitting the smell of blood arrived, a battle was inevitable.
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