The greatest saint of all time!

Chapter 182 Sword Slave

The head rolled down to Lu Xuan's feet.

Lu Xuan glanced down at it.

His eyes instantly turned cold.

He recognized the face.

He is an inner disciple of the Formation Peak.

Previously, when breaking the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, this person was helping Zhuge Qing.

I didn't expect that so little time had passed.

He actually died here.

Moreover, judging from the lingering look of terror on his face, he was clearly killed in an instant, without even a chance to resist.

Lu Xuan raised his head.

His gaze fell upon the old man in black robes standing in the shadows.

"Hehehe."

The old man let out a strange laugh.

He casually kicked the headless corpse aside like trash.

"Two more people have come to their deaths."

"This baby has too little blood; it's not enough for him to drink."

"I hope your blood will give this old man a good drink."

Su Qinghuan's face turned somewhat pale.

She could feel it.

The old man exuded a terrifying aura.

"Lu Xuan, be careful."

"Something's off about this person."

"He exudes too much deathly aura; he doesn't seem like a living person."

Lu Xuan patted Su Qinghuan's hand to reassure her.

He then took a step forward.

Chaos Divine Eye, shatter illusions!

Two gray rays of light flickered in his eyes.

Under the gaze of those eyes, the old man's pretense was instantly torn away.

In Lu Xuan's field of vision.

This is nobody.

It was clearly a shell riddled with holes by the sword energy!

Even his dantian and veins were shattered by the sword energy.

A series of violent and chaotic sword intents surged wildly within his body, maintaining its movement.

And in his sea of consciousness.

This place should have been the dwelling place of the divine soul.

But at this moment, a small, illusory sword was stuck in the ground.

It's obvious that this sword is controlling him!

"I see."

Lu Xuan sneered.

"I thought he was some kind of unparalleled master."

"Turns out he was nothing more than a pathetic wretch controlled by sword intent."

Upon hearing this...

The old man's laughter stopped abruptly.

A pair of pitch-black eyes, completely devoid of white, stared intently at Lu Xuan.

It was clear that Lu Xuan had hit a nerve.

"What did you say?!"

"I am the Sword Saint!"

"I am the master of this grotto!"

"Once I draw that sword, I will be invincible!"

Lu Xuan shook his head.

His eyes were full of disdain.

Stop dreaming.

"Look at yourself now."

"Neither human nor ghost."

"Several hundred years ago, you must have been a powerful figure in your own right, right?"

"I stumbled into this place by accident, intending to take the sword left behind by that expert at the Cave Heaven Realm."

"What a pity."

"Your character is too flawed, and your abilities are insufficient."

"Not only did I fail to subdue the sword, but I was also devoured by its intent, which erased my mind."

"Right now, you're nothing more than a dog of that sword."

"A sword slave imprisoned here, never to be reincarnated!"

"shut up!!!"

The old man went completely mad.

He let out a mournful roar.

His black robes moved without wind, fluttering and rustling.

A terrifying sword aura erupted from him.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"I'll tear you to pieces!"

"boom!"

The old man moved.

His speed was incredibly fast.

In an instant, it transformed into a black afterimage, traversing a distance of a hundred feet.

He did not use a sword.

Or.

His body itself is a sword.

The withered, emaciated hand extended, its five fingers forming hooks, aiming straight for Lu Xuan's throat.

This claw.

It contains extremely pure Geng metal energy.

Even an ordinary earth-based weapon would probably have five holes torn in it by this claw.

"Well done!"

Lu Xuan advanced instead of retreating.

However, they didn't try to tough it out.

When faced with an existence of this caliber, the most foolish thing to do is to fight head-on.

"The Heaven-Devouring Sword!"

"cut!"

Lu Xuan suddenly swung his longsword.

A jet-black sword flashed through the air.

"clang!"

A loud bang.

Then, sparks flew everywhere.

Lu Xuan only felt a vibration coming from the tiger's mouth.

Then it slid backward and took a few steps back.

But the old man was directly sent flying backward by the sword strike.

"How is this possible?!"

After regaining his balance, the old man's gaze fell on the white mark on his hand.

"He's nothing but an ant at the Soul Platform Realm!"

"How could it possibly block my sword?"

It should be noted that after his body had been tempered by sword intent for hundreds of years, it had long since become incredibly hard, comparable to a divine artifact.

If ordinary weapons were to strike it, they wouldn't even leave a mark.

But the sword in this kid's hand—

Lu Xuan sneered.

"Does someone like you deserve to be called a sword body?"

"At best, it's just a piece of rusty scrap metal."

"Since you want to play."

"Then I'll show you what a real sword is!"

Lu Xuan's aura suddenly changed.

Then, the chaotic spiritual power within his body began to surge wildly into the Devouring Heaven Sword.

The patterns on the sword blade lit up instantly.

"Haotian Sword Technique, Annihilation!"

Lu Xuan rushed forward again.

The old man was enveloped in a dense array of sword shadows.

Each sword strike precisely targeted the point within the old man's body where sword intent flowed.

This is what makes the Chaos God's Eye so terrifying.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out continuously.

The old man's supposedly invincible sword body, which he was so proud of, collapsed instantly under the spirit-breaking properties of the Devouring Heaven Sword and Lu Xuan's precise strikes.

Black blood splattered all over his body.

However, the blood did not fall to the ground.

Instead, it was directly sucked into the Devouring Heaven Sword.

"Aaaaaah!"

The old man let out a miserable scream.

He felt his strength rapidly draining away.

That sword is eating him!

"Damn brat!"

"You forced me to do this!"

A ruthless glint flashed in the old man's eyes.

He suddenly opened his mouth.

A small, gray sword shot out of his mouth.