Chapter Index

    It only took a moment for Xiaojiu to seize the Golden Infinity Stick. At this time, Qiang’er holding the inheritance-level God-Emperor Magical Artifact gradually came over.

    These strong men are all overlord-level beings of one party, and they are all the top commanders of a force. However, being a commander-level strong man requires not only strong combat power, but also a shrewd mind.

    They also saw that the Dragon Blood Legion was incredibly powerful and had countless trump cards. Those who took the lead before had already suffered heavy losses.

    These powerful men appeared at the same time because Long Chen was in the Qiankun Cauldron, seizing the power of heaven and earth to help him condense the runes of his life. The momentum was too terrifying, and they could not wait any longer.

    But even if they all appeared, they did not rush to take action. Instead, they watched the movements of others and approached step by step.

    Because this battle is related to the ownership of the Qiankun Ding, and is also related to his own life and death. In the long run, it is also related to the future rise and fall of his clan.

    Therefore, no one wants to be the first to take the lead, because whoever strikes first will be the most vulnerable to a desperate counterattack by the Dragon Blood Legion.

    Everyone hopes to let others draw out the Dragon Blood Legion’s trump card first, and then make arrangements based on the opponent’s trump card.

    But when everyone is “big smart”, their progress slows down a lot. Since they can’t calculate others, they keep the same level of speed.

    As long as everyone has the same speed and attacks at the same time, the power of the Dragon Blood Legion will be instantly dispersed. This is the best tactic to defeat the Dragon Blood Legion.

    “Hufufu…”

    Gu Yang, Li Qi, Song Mingyuan, Yue Zifeng, Xia Chen, and Bai Xiaole each faced off against a strong man holding a heritage-level divine emperor magic weapon. As for the dragon-blooded warriors, the dragon shadows were rapidly flowing behind them, and the violent blood energy surged like a volcano about to erupt.

    Both sides were ready. Yue Zifeng was alone, blocking the way forward for the strong men of the Lingtian Sword Sect. His whole body was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, and his fierce aura changed the color of the world.

    “Are you Yue Zifeng? The best swordsman in the Dragon Blood Legion? Today, I, Ling Han, will be the first to kill you.”

    A man in blue, like a star holding the moon, stood at the front of the Lingtian Sword Sect camp, walking towards Yue Zifeng step by step.

    Behind him, more than 300,000 sword cultivators carried long swords on their backs, each with sharp eyes, following behind the man in blue.

    The auras on their bodies were connected with each other, and actually produced a mysterious rhythm. That rhythm seemed to be somewhat similar to the previous four legion commanders’ charge to kill the Sky Demon Golden Monkey Clan.

    “Oh my god, it seems that the power of these swordsmen can be concentrated on that person named Ling Han. Then when he takes action…”

    In the spirit-gathering formation under the Qiankun Cauldron, Zhaoyue held the sword formula with one hand, a sword-shaped rune flashed in the center of her eyebrows, and her face was full of horror.

    Unlike everyone who condenses and perfects their natal runes in trance, she absorbs the power of luck while sensing Yue Zifeng’s sword intent to perfect her own natal runes.

    She was originally a master of swordsmanship, but when she saw Ling Han for the first time, she felt a sting in her soul. Ling Han’s swordsmanship was so strong and domineering that it had reached an extremely terrifying state.

    And for such a master, there are so many sword cultivators behind him, no wonder he was so loud just now, because he does have the capital to be arrogant, Zhao Yue was suddenly filled with worry.

    But at this time, her natal rune has begun to improve itself and has reached the final stage. She must not stop at this moment to help Yue Zifeng.

    Yue Zifeng was the strongest swordsman Zhao Yue had ever seen in her life. She couldn’t bear to see Yue Zifeng die here. However, she was determined to go out and fight, but she had not yet condensed the complete natal runes, and her strength could not help at all.

    “Rumble…”

    Powerful men from all races were approaching one after another, and soon the distance between the two sides was less than a hundred miles. At this distance, the energy of both sides began to pull each other, and they were about to reach the point where they had to take action.

    At that moment, Zhaoyue felt that her breathing was about to stop. Except for Guo Ran, no one among Gu Yang, Li Qi, Song Mingyuan, Yue Zifeng and others held the inheritance-level divine emperor magic weapon.

    “Choke”

    At this moment, a sword cry echoed through the sky. Yue Zifeng and Ling Han drew their swords almost at the same time, and the two sword energies collided in an instant.

    “Boom”

    The moment the sword energy exploded, billions of sword shadows formed a ripple, like a lotus blooming, splitting the sky, and the world in front of the two of them was divided into two.

    “What a terrifying sword energy…”

    Even half-step emperor-level experts were horrified. The aftermath of the sword energy alone was enough to kill experts of their level.

    The strong men who had fought against Yue Zifeng before felt a chill run down their spines. They finally understood that when dozens of them fought against Yue Zifeng, it was because Yue Zifeng did not show his true ability.

    Judging from the power of this sword, it was enough to wipe out all of them with one sword. Yue Zifeng had been conserving his strength before, but now under the pressure of Ling Han, he had to explode with all his strength. Only then did people realize the terror of Yue Zifeng for the first time.

    “Lingtian Sword Sect, you are a group of people who don’t understand swords. The sword in your hands is no different from a fire stick.” Yue Zifeng waved his long sword and said coldly.

    Yue Zifeng’s words were like arrows, mercilessly shooting at the powerful men of Lingtian Sword Sect.

    Sword cultivators have always been withdrawn and arrogant. Their powerful attack power makes them stand above the heads of many cultivators, with their heads held high.

    There were many words that could anger sword cultivators, but Yue Zifeng’s words almost caused the hearts of these sword cultivators to collapse.

    Especially the phrase “burning a fire stick” was simply the biggest insult to these sword cultivators. Ling Han’s eyes became colder and colder:

    “Stupid guy, you will pay the price for your ignorance and stupidity. Don’t do anything, let me kill him with my own hands!”

    Ling Han gave a loud shout, followed the sword, crossed a hundred miles in one step, and slashed down at Yue Zifeng with his sword.

    A complex pattern appeared between Ling Han’s eyebrows, like several sharp swords, criss-crossing each other. When the sword in his hand fell, the void made a harsh sound like brocade cut open by a sharp blade.

    On the long sword, the vast imperial power surged, and the endless runes of laws flashed. This sword seemed to cut through the eternal immortal sky.

    This sword that reduced complexity to simplicity made countless strong men tremble with fear. Although the sword did not strike them, the sharp sword intent had encompassed the entire battlefield, giving people the illusion that the sword seemed to be striking at them.

    Before the sword fell, people felt that their souls and wills were about to be cut by the fierce sword intent, and they didn’t even have the courage to stop it.

    “It only has form but no spirit. You don’t understand what the true way of the sword is.”

    Facing Ling Han’s decisive blow, Yue Zifeng snorted coldly, swung the long sword in his hand, and the long sword made a clear sword sound.

    People discovered that at the moment Yue Zifeng swung his sword, there seemed to be a layer of strange luster shining on it.

    “Boom”

    Under the gaze of millions of pairs of eyes, the two long swords struck each other heavily.

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