A blood-red sword flew out from the depths of Xianji Mountain, falling from the sky with a thunderous roar. It landed on the ground with a heavy thud. Top update fastest
The long sword disappeared, leaving only a white-haired old man standing there. He had four wings on his back, and streaks of sword energy flew around him.
The elder's gaze, fixed on Stuphen City and Zhu Qingyi, said: "It seems I arrived a step too late."
Stupendous City's gaze was fixed on Zhu Qingyi, unwavering. He spoke in a low voice, "Master Uncle, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
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"By the Emperor of Blood's order, I went to the depths of Xianji Mountain. Thus, it wasn't that this old man intentionally delayed." The elder said.
Upon hearing the moniker "Elder" being addressed to the old man, Qingxiao's expression turned solemn. He immediately activated his body technique and dashed to Zhang Ruochin's side, looking like he was facing a formidable foe. He said urgently: "That elder is very likely to be Zhong Ying Wang's disciple, renowned as the famed Sword Saint. I never thought he would actually come here."
"A Sword Saint!"
Zhang Ruochen's gaze locked onto the renowned Sword Saint. At that very moment, the other party's eyes met his.
Though only two gazes, Zhang Ruochin felt as if two holy swords had flown over, piercing straight into his eyes.
Zhang Ruochin is no longer what he used to be. Even a Sword Saint would find it impossible to severely injure him with just a glance.
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Zhang Ruochen mobilized the Netherfire God Flame, surging out from his pupils in two fiery beams. They collided with the two gazes of the renowned Sword Saint, neutralizing his attack.
The Sword Saint's name wasn't surprising. He nodded and said, "Indeed, it's the Divine Annihilating Fire. You truly live up to your reputation as a human prodigy who has cultivated a divine life force. I wonder, after drinking your blood, will I be able to seize your divine life force?"
"Want to suck my blood? It's not that easy." Zhang Ruochen retorted.
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"The old man insists on giving it a try."
The Sword Saint's finger pointed forward, and the space around him trembled slightly. A sword qi flew out from his fingertips.
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"Be careful."
Qingxiao, deeply aware of the terror of a Sword Saint, stood before Zhang Ruochen, unleashing his Heavenly King Seal and launching a punch. It collided with the sword energy flying from the front.
"Crack."
Qing Xiao's boxing gloves were pierced through, turning into metal shards. That sword qi struck his arm, leaving it covered in blood.
The powerful shockwave from the sword qi sent the Azure Heaven Brush flying straight backwards, its owner's arm bleeding profusely and painting a long trail on the ground.
The Sword Saint, Ming Dong, spoke in a languid tone: "Your master, the Jewel-Sword Saint, wasn't necessarily my opponent when he was alive. As for you, before you reach the realm of True Saint, it's best to avoid me."
The xuanji Sword Saint has never returned from the underworld. As time passed, many creatures in the Kunlun Realm felt that "the resurrection of the xuanji Sword Saint" was just a fabrication by Zhang Ruochin. In fact, he had already died long ago.
Even the famed Sword Saint agrees.
You must know, although Qingxiao hasn't reached the True Saint realm, he stands at the peak of the Tongtian Realm. Using the power of the Heavenly King Seal, those in the early and mid-True Saint stages are simply no match for him.
But, the renowned Sword Saint with a casual sword wave, critically wounded him.
What kind of level of power was that?
The battle between the human race and the Undead Blood Clan came to a halt. Princess Bai Li, Guo Guo, the Demon Ape, Huang Yanchen, and Qing Mo all gathered around Zhang Ruochin, their faces etched with grave concern.
The battlefield, which had originally been turned upside down, became incredibly silent.
But just then, a voice broke the silence, "Do you think you're worthy of fighting my master?"
The speaker was Zhang Ruochin.
The Sword Saint, with five fingers tightly clenched, had countless sword shapes and sword qi condensing around him. He said, "Brat, what did you say?"
"I said, you don't even deserve to fight my master. Don't get above yourself," Zhang Ruochin said bluntly.
Qing Xiao was severely injured, unable to lift his arm, and his internal organs were also damaged by the sword energy. At this moment, he sensed a chill emanating from Jian Sheng's body and realized the danger. His face changed, and he hurriedly said: "Sixth junior brother, don't be stubborn, retreat quickly! That is an immortal monster who has lived for almost a thousand years. You are not yet able to contend with him."
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But, the renowned Sword Saint had already made his move, employing the Human-Sword Unification technique. His speed was like a flash of light.
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Not long ago, the renowned Sword Saint received a message from the Temple of the Undying, demanding he capture Zhang Ruochen alive. Of course, before capturing Zhang Ruochen, he must first severely injure him to prevent this young upstart from using his bizarre spatial abilities to escape.
The imposing aura emanating from the Sword Saint was astounding. His speed was so fast that it was impossible to catch, even the Blood Moon Ghost King's eyes lit up, and a wisp of ghostly energy materialized between his five snow-white fingers.
She was about to make a move, but she let out a soft sigh and fixed her gaze on Zhang Ruochin's back, "This guy... is mobilizing the power of the Universe Realm... interesting..."
Apart from Zhang Ruochin, who remained standing, everyone else was sent flying backward by the imposing aura emanating from Ming Dong Jian Sheng.
Zhang Ruchen's body burst with ten thousand rays of sunlight, wielding his sword and pointing it out, clashing with the sword strike of the renowned Sword Saint.
"This power..."
The Sword Saint, whose name was unknown, sensed danger. He reacted instantly, increasing his power and unleashing all his strength.
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With the two of them at its center, a radius of dozens of miles was sinking into the ground. Dust filled the air, and sword energy enveloped heaven and earth. The scene was incredibly shocking, like the end of the world itself.
When the dust settled, everyone looked back, only to see Zhang Ruochin still standing in his original position. Because the ground had collapsed, it was as if he were standing in mid-air.
On the other hand, the famed Swordsman was defeated and embedded in the ground. His robe was tattered and riddled with bloody cuts. His sword-wielding hand trembled uncontrollably.
All the cultivators were dumbfounded, staring at Zhang Ruochin as if he were a monster. Even Qingxiao and Pei Yutian were no exception.
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Even the renowned Sword Saint was beaten to the ground?
"You can't even defeat me, yet you dare to challenge my master?" Zhang Ruochin said.
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Just now, Zhang Ruochin only mobilized a part of the power of the Kunlun Realm, not his full strength.
Zhang Ruochin was about to mobilize the power of the乾坤 Realm again, intending to completely obliterate the renowned Sword Saint, but he found that there was no response from within his body. He couldn't help but feel frustrated, wondering what was going on?
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That previous strike was Zhang Ruochin's first time mobilizing the power of the Kunlun Realm in combat. He had never used it before, so he had no idea what had happened at all.
"I'll just wait until this battle is over and then study it slowly," Zhang Ruochin thought to himself.
The Sword Saint, who had emerged from the ground, fixed his gaze once more on Zhang Ruochin. A hint of fear flickered in his heart. The power behind Zhang Ruochin's previous sword strike was far beyond anything he'd expected.
"What on earth is going on? Even an Upper Realm Saint, no matter how extraordinary, shouldn't be this powerful, right?"
The Sword Saint, fearing the unknown, cautiously sent out a wave of mental energy: “Wang Biellie, go and test that young man for me. Find out what kind of methods he is using?”
Wang Bilie, wielding a holy sword and shrouded in sixty-four layers of sacred light, burst out from the white mist in the distance.
Bai Li Princess's brow furrowed as she said, "Another Sword Saint? No, just a blood slave."
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Bai Li's gaze shifted from Wang Bilie to Zhang Ruchen, saying, "Zhang Ruchen should have mobilized the power of the乾坤界 to injure Mingdong Jian Sheng just now. However, his state is not quite right now, I'm afraid he is no match for that blood slave."
Bai Li Princess moved, charging towards Wang Bilie to intercept him. However, a gray figure was faster than her and launched an attack on Wang Bilie first.
That shadowy figure in gray was Pei Yutian.
Pei Yutian's stone knife was forged from a massive boulder. When the boulder first emerged, it shook the entire northern region because of its immense size. It was known as the "First Boulder of the Northern Region." Furthermore, the patterns on the boulder strangely corresponded to the mountains and rivers of the northern region, which was incredibly eerie.
Many cultivators speculated that the stone was likely born alongside the landmass of Beiyuan, and perhaps in time, it could develop consciousness and become a Stone God.
Even if forged into a blade, the patterns on its surface could still reflect the mountains and rivers of Beiyuan.
Pei Yutian's every strike was imbued with immense power, managing to stalemate the formidable Wang Bilie.
The Blood Moon Ghost King lost interest and stopped watching. His gaze locked onto the renowned Sword Saint, saying, "By slaying you, this battle should end today, wouldn't it?"
Zhang Ruochin retreated. As he passed by the Blood Moon Ghost King, he said, "You should have made your move long ago."
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Zhang Ruchen's heart was also quite depressed. He didn't argue with the Blood Moon Ghost King, mobilizing his spiritual energy to check inwardly. He really wanted to know what was going on. Why could he not continue to mobilize the power of the Universe Realm after just one strike?
The Sword Saint's attention, <<<>>>, was fixed on the Blood Moon Ghost King, with a strange look on his face: "Three Tribulations Ghost King, so you are the true powerhouse."
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The Blood Moon Ghost King's brow, where the crescent moon mark resided, pulsed with a crimson glow. "Will you willingly surrender your holy soul, or shall I take it myself?"
"How about the Three Robes Ghost King? Since you've appeared, today, I will make you vanish into thin air."
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The sword saint clasped his hands, bowed deeply into the depths of Xianjishan, and said: "Ancestor of the Dead Clan, the Blood Emperor will agree to your terms. Now, please take action to slay our enemies. Only leave that time traveler alive."
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" "Huh!"
Suddenly, the entire sky turned dark.
A chilling power that made even the celestial beings tremble surged from the depths of Xianji Mountain, causing a hundred thousand mountains to shake.
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