The greatest saint of all time!

Chapter 183 Sword Slave Uprising

"What's going on?!"

The old man's eyes widened.

He could feel that the connection between himself and that sword intent was severed in an instant.

Followed by.

A sense of weakness from the depths of his soul washed over him.

"Snap!"

The illusory little sword in his mind shattered instantly.

"No----"

The old man let out a desperate wail.

Because the support of sword intent has been lost.

His body instantly stiffened.

The red light in his eyes quickly dissipated, returning to a deathly gray color.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes."

Lu Xuan put away the Devouring Heaven Sword.

Looking at the old man standing motionless in the same spot.

"Imprisoned for so long."

"You deserve to be free now."

The words fell.

"Splash!"

The old man's body collapsed instantly.

It turned into a pile of rusty iron powder, scattered on the ground.

"Boom!"

As the old man vanished, the entire canyon suddenly trembled violently.

It was as if some kind of seal had been broken.

Extremely cold sword intent surged forth from the cliffs on all sides.

"Snap! Snap!"

The broken swords that were originally stuck in the stone wall suddenly pulled themselves out on their own.

Black mist rose from the ground and quickly enveloped the skeletons.

In the blink of an eye.

One by one, figures clad in tattered armor and wielding various ancient swords emerged from the shadows.

Their eyes gleamed with a ghostly red light. Although they had no flesh and blood, the aura emanating from their bodies was stronger than the last!

Heavenly Origin Realm!

Returning to the Origin Realm!

Even at the deepest point, several figures emerged with terrifying auras, faintly exuding the pressure of the Dharma Aspect Realm!

There are even beings at the peak of the ninth level of the Returning Origin Realm!

That's an existence that's infinitely close to the Dharma Aspect Realm!

Densely packed, covering everything.

There are over a thousand of them!

"What the hell is this?!"

Xiao Huohuo and the others, who rushed over after sensing the commotion, felt their scalps tingle upon seeing this scene.

"Sword Slave".

Lu Xuan looked at the army surging in like a tide, and his expression became solemn.

"These are all sword cultivators who died here."

"Their souls have long been eroded by the sword intent, and their physical bodies have been reshaped by the sword energy."

"Right now, they are just a group of puppets dominated by the desire to kill."

"and----"

"Their skill in swordsmanship retained its peak level from their lifetime! Even surpassed it!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Those sword slaves at the peak of the Returning Origin Realm had already begun to roar.

"kill!!!"

No unnecessary words.

Thousands of sword slaves drew their swords at the same time and charged towards the crowd.

The terrifying sword intent converged, as if it would tear this world apart!

"Prepare for battle!"

Xiao Huohuo let out a loud shout, and flames surged all over his body.

"Nine Transformations of the Blazing Sun, Scorching the Heavens!"

He was the first to rush out, his giant ruler wreathed in raging flames, as he directly confronted the strongest Returning Origin Realm sword slaves.

"boom!"

The sea of fire clashed with the sword energy.

Although Xiao Huohuo was very brave, he soon fell into a disadvantageous position when faced with the siege of several strong people of the same level.

The sword slaves worked together seamlessly, their swordsmanship was cunning and ruthless, each strike aimed directly at vital points.

If Xiao Huohuo hadn't possessed a strong physical body and considerable strength, he would likely have been seriously injured in a single exchange.

"Form ranks!"

Zhuge Qing dared not be negligent in the slightest upon seeing this.

The folding fan in his hand flew out, and the fan ribs shattered in an instant.

They were simply inserted directly around the perimeter.

"Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation, activate!"

A golden light screen rose up, protecting the disciples of the Ziyang Sect within it.

The other disciples also unleashed their magical weapons and engaged in fierce battle with the ordinary sword slaves who charged forward.

In an instant.

The shouts of battle were deafening.

The canyon was stained red with blood.

On the other side of the battlefield.

Lu Xuan and Jian Wuchen, however, unexpectedly encountered two special sword slaves.

These two sword slaves were only at the peak of the Heavenly Origin Realm.

However, the sword intent emanating from them was even purer than that of those few Returning Origin Realm cultivators!

Especially the sword slave in front of Lu Xuan.

He was dressed in a tattered white robe and held a wooden sword that was half broken in his hand.

It looks very ordinary.

But he stood there, like an insurmountable mountain.

"Such powerful sword intent."

A glint of light flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes.

This sword slave was definitely a master swordsman in his lifetime!

It might even be someone who has attained the state of sword enlightenment!

"Buzz!"

The white-clad swordsman moved.

It was just a simple stab.

However, in Lu Xuan's eyes, this stab seemed to transcend space and appear directly between his eyebrows.

fast!

It was incredibly fast!

"Well done!"

Lu Xuan shouted.

The Chaos Divine Eye activated instantly, dispelling all illusions!

In his field of vision, the trajectory of the sword became clearly visible.

"clang!"

The Heaven-Devouring Sword was held horizontally between his brows.

The wooden sword clashed with the iron sword.

An invisible wave spread out.

Lu Xuan felt an extremely sharp sword energy surge into his body along the sword, trying to tear his meridians apart.

"Swallow it!"

The Chaos Devouring Heaven Scripture began to operate, instantly devouring the alien sword energy.

at the same time.

The Heaven-Devouring Sword in his hand suddenly trembled.

"Haotian Sword Technique, Star Slayer!"

The pitch-black sword light slashed through the sky, aiming straight for the white-clad swordsman's throat.

But the white-clad swordsman seemed to have anticipated his attack.

He shifted his body slightly to the side and flicked the wooden sword in his hand.

"Ding!"

Using minimal force to achieve maximum effect!

Lu Xuan's powerful sword strike was actually deflected so easily.

Followed by.

The wooden sword, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, instantly pierced towards Lu Xuan's armpit.

Every move is deadly!

Lu Xuan felt a chill run down his spine.

This sword slave's combat awareness is simply terrifying!

This is definitely not the kind of puppet that only knows how to kill, but a top master who has retained his fighting instincts from his previous life!

Meanwhile, Jian Wuchen, who was not far away, was also engaged in a fierce battle.

His opponent was a black-clad swordsman wielding two swords.

The black-clad swordsman's swordsmanship was unpredictable and difficult to defend against.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, Jian Wuchen was also a sword genius and had comprehended the Wuchen Sword Intent.

But in front of such an elder, they still appeared quite naive.

"laugh!"

A flash of blood appeared.

Jian Wuchen's left arm was slashed open.

But he did not back down.

The fighting spirit in his eyes only intensified.

They didn't rely on overwhelming their cultivation level, but only on swordsmanship. "Is this the strength of ancient sword cultivators?"

"Only opponents like this are worthy of honing my swordsmanship!"