Chapter 275: Sword Cultivator’s Battle

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The first long sword slowly flew into the air.

This seemed to be a signal. Immediately afterwards, the second and third long swords flew up one after another. Countless long swords gathered together, and the friction between swords continued one after another.

Hundreds of thousands of long swords gathered together and formed an iron stream exuding monstrous sword energy.

Maybe a single sword is nothing. Even if you attack with all your strength, it is just a bite from an ant to a Shenzhao Realm monk.

But if millions of ants swept through, they would be enough to eat everything.

When long swords of this magnitude are gathered together, their power undergoes a terrifying qualitative change.

The iron current surges forward.

The swordsmen began to charge.

With indomitable determination and the fury of the world, they struck the final blow at the conqueror.

The strange monk snorted coldly and shouted: "They are just ownerless——"

boom!

The long sword was like a gust of wind, once again presenting the strongest sword technique he had ever used.

Every sword is the sword that the sword cultivator is most proud of in his life.

In this way, they draw a perfect conclusion to their lifelong swordsmanship practice.

The strange monk's expression changed drastically, and he took out a bamboo umbrella and held it in front of him.

This bamboo umbrella emitted a faint yellow light, completely covering him.

Just as the strange monk breathed a sigh of relief, a sudden change occurred——

Bang! ! !

The waves are crashing on the shore! ! !

The entire sea of ​​swords turned into a giant sword wave tens of meters high, slamming down on him from a high altitude.

The yellow light was like a candle in the wind. It only existed for a moment before being swept into the depths of the sword sea by the angry waves.

"I am Shen Zhao——"

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sea of ​​swords suppressed and eliminated his voice.

The sea of ​​swords surrounded him, forming a huge whirlpool.

Hundreds of thousands of sword lights are swimming in the whirlpool, waiting.

They are waiting to show off their unique skills in life.

Only in this way can you have no regrets.

"Ahhhhh!"

From the depths of the sword sea, the screams of the monks in the Divine Light Realm were heard.

Countless powerful magic weapons flew out of his body, and then were quickly destroyed and disappeared.

These powerful treasures that he was proud of only lasted for a short moment in the sea of ​​swords before being scattered by millions of sword techniques and turned into ashes.

After a while, the screams became intermittent.

In the end, there is no more interest.

The dust has settled.

This is a world of revenge.

The flying swords slowly spread out in all directions.

There was only nothingness left in the place.

Gu Qingshan sighed and said: "Who would have thought that a sword summoning souls could actually kill a monk in the Divine Illumination Realm."

Di Jian's thick and low voice sounded: "I have never seen such a scene."

Gu Qingshan said: "It's not your turn to appear."

Di Jian hummed: "What a pity."

Suddenly, where the Shenzhao Realm monk died, a red flame bloomed.

In the red flames, an angry shout came out: "Who dares to kill my disciple? I am tired of living!"

This is probably a kind of spiritual induction. If the disciple dies here, the purple-shirted young master will be able to sense it immediately.

However, he is now in the most critical stage of overcoming the tribulation and will not be able to get through it for a while.

The red flames quickly dissipated, revealing a palm-sized miniature formation disk.

The formation disk erupted into a bright spiritual light in the void.

Immediately afterwards, a big man appeared and shouted: "Whoever killed my junior brother, I will take him back and chop him alive in public for three days and three nights!"

The spiritual power fluctuations in his body were much stronger than that of the Shenzhao monk just now.

When he spoke, the whole cave trembled slightly.

This is not the Young Master in Purple Shirt, but another disciple he sent temporarily.

Gu Qingshan looked at this man and said softly: "Fortunately, there is still a sword."

He raised his sword and used the sword technique.

The Sword of Cause and Effect.

This is a sure-hit sword that concentrates the damage caused by the dead souls back to attack the enemy.

The Earth Sword disappeared instantly.

It appeared on the big man's chest.

The big man didn't even have time to change the expression on his face, only his eyes showed a hint of panic.

It was like he had never appeared in this world, not even a trace of blood foam or a hair was left.

Even if he is a strong person in the Divine Illumination Realm, he cannot resist the full blow of millions of sword spirits and sword cultivator souls.

Everything about him was chopped into dust and completely disappeared from this world.

Ding!

"You killed the monk in the Divine Light Realm, and you gained 1,000 points of soul power."

"The cooldown time has ended, and your soul power can be used again to practice and advance."

Gu Qingshan only glanced at it and didn't bother to look at the prompts carefully.

In the void, red flames appeared again.

A vicious and angry voice came from it: "Okay! Okay! Okay! You don't have to wait for the breakthrough. I will go over now and cut you into pieces!"

The red flames dispersed again and disappeared.

And the array disk shone brightly.

Hundreds of mysterious runes jumped out from the formation disk, quickly assembled together, and gradually lit up.

Boom!

The void suddenly erupted with a loud noise, as if it was exploded by some force.

A deep, dark hole appeared in mid-air.

The breath of heavenly calamity that made people tremble came from inside, followed by majestic and vast fluctuations of spiritual power.

The young man in purple shirt is going through a catastrophe, but he can no longer wait.

Only a vicious voice was heard coming from the deep cave.

"I already remember you - Nascent Soul? How is this possible?"

His voice suddenly became alarmed.

The next moment, he will come to this world from the dark cave.

"Earth Sword, let's go all out." Gu Qingshan said solemnly.

"Okay!" Dijian responded.

The other party was going through a tribulation and looked down upon him, so it was a good opportunity to use his sword to make a sneak attack.

No matter how high your cultivation level is, it will never be uncomfortable as long as you are hit by this sword.

I just hope that by shrinking to an inch, I can strike the opponent unexpectedly with a sword.

The sword cultivator's attack power is already outstanding.

Sword cultivator is an expert at killing people beyond his level.

Even if they can't be killed, being touched by the Earth Sword is enough to make the opponent uncomfortable.

After all, the earth sword weighs 86.37 million kilograms, and with the blessing of his own sword light, it will be even more terrifying.

As for whether he can survive or not, there is no need to consider it now.

Gu Qingshan stepped forward with his sword in hand.

At the same moment, the sword sea suddenly boiled.

A flying sword turned into a stream of light and rushed into the dark cave first.

"Presumptuous!" came an angry shout from inside.

Boom!

The flying sword was knocked out and shattered into pieces on the spot.

All the flying swords moved.

They burned all their strength and accumulated a blow.

When Gu Qingshan saw this, he suddenly shouted: "Stop, this will cause your sword to break and your soul to die!"

The momentum on the millions of flying swords grew stronger and stronger, reaching its peak almost in an instant.

They burned their own spirituality in exchange for the final strength, and rushed towards that world regardless of it.

They did not consider at all whether they could still exist in this world after this blow.

In just a few breaths, all the flying swords poured into that world.

The sea of ​​swords turned into nothing.

The sword energy, which was more terrifying than the previous two attacks, blew out like a fierce wind, blowing Gu Qingshan away.

There was a deafening bombardment from the black hole, mixed with a voice of shock and anger.

"These swords—"

boom!

The black hole could not withstand this unparalleled power and collapsed instantly.

The passage between the two worlds disappears.

The voice of the purple-shirted young man was suddenly no longer heard.