Chapter 595: Chapter 332: Consecutive Slaying of the Demon Sword Immortals
A bright blade light cut into the four seasons of space-time, completely intercepting the marvelous scene within the sword light, with a force like breaking bamboo, destroying dead wood.
Zhu Jianhao’s large sleeves fluttered as his body floated lightly, retreating rapidly backward.
Qin Ming pursued through the air, the Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade blazing like a fierce sun, seemingly capable of cutting through anything in the world.
Zhu Jianhao struck with nine consecutive swords, the sword light imbued with Tao rhythm endlessly unfolding, showcasing the terrifying prowess of a Demon Sword Immortal as the sword qi surged, making the night sky exceptionally brilliant.
In the rear, the people from Ye State were all taken aback, this demon of unremarkable origin possessed an overwhelming power.
In their view, this demon was extremely formidable among the Immortal Seeds or Divine Seeds of the Third Realm.
The collision of sword light and blade light was like a fireworks display, brilliant and beautiful, yet dangerous, as even the scattering ripples destroyed a large area of forest.
After landing, Qin Ming continued advancing with the blade, each step covering twenty meters, appearing very dominant, chasing down the Demon Sword Immortal for the strike.
Zhu Jianhao also unleashed True Fire, typically it was him overpowering other opponents, but today someone was so domineering, using the most simple and unadorned sword techniques to hack at him, truly displaying boundless domination.
With a cold expression, he activated powerful sword intent, confronting the opponent’s blade light, while waiting for the opponent to get close, no longer retreating.
“Hmm?”
Face to face with Qin Ming, holding a blade to strike the Demon Sword Immortal, he noticed the opponent’s sword light suddenly exploding massively, shooting out in chunks.
Moreover, it seemed to have triggered something, even interspersed with some of his blade light, being “reflected” back.
Suddenly, Qin Ming realized what was happening.
This Demon Sword Immortal’s true form was a porcupine, its whole body of spikes equivalent to a sword body, and upon being attacked and contacting slightly, the spikes would automatically launch, piercing the opponent’s body.
Zhu Jianhao, proficient in swordsmanship, not only harnessed his species’ innate advantages, but also developed divine skills, returning what was done unto him by others.
Though a demon, he followed a purely immortal method.
Now, with his racial innate abilities erupting, combined with his sword intent, layers of sword light appeared, densely flying long swords, with some blade light, all aimed to pierce Qin Ming.
In a moment, a Five Colored Divine Light blossomed outside Qin Ming’s body, surging like a torrent, then swirling rapidly around him, forming a Spirit Protection Field.
To outsiders, this appeared as Pure Yang Consciousness differentiating the Five Elements, forming a Pure Land of its own, seemingly impervious to all methods.
Among clashing sounds, the assault of the Demon Sword Immortal was dismantled, all sword light shredded by the Five Elements Divine Radiance.
Not only that, Qin Ming closed in, aiming to use the Five Elements Spiritual Field to detangle the porcupine’s spikes, pulling down all its sharp swords.
Zhu Jianhao’s expression turned grave, wondering if Wei Jian was boasting earlier, could he truly withstand thirty moves from this man?
He hesitated not to deploy a killer move directly.
On his body, some spikes were different, having been repeatedly ritual refined and compressed, appearing short, like nails, inconspicuous, but ideal for surprise attacks.
These three-inch nails, all carrying intense bloodthirst, targeted to break through one’s Consciousness Spiritual Light!
Indeed, among the abundant sword light, these nail-like spikes silently advanced, piercing through that dense Five Colored Divine Light.
However, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Those consolidated spikes, refined for over ten years, let out a distinct shattering sound within the Five Colored Divine Light, being crushed.
In fact, it wasn’t a Consciousness Spiritual Light at all, Heavenly Light as the bone, how terrifying must the Jin Technique cultivated by Qin Ming with the Silk Scripture be? Even should Exotic Treasures enter, they would be shattered.
Zhu Jianhao realized the seriousness of the situation, encountered a terrifying enemy, if such a character went all out, how could Wei Jian withstand thirty moves?
He uttered a soft shout, exerting his utmost to unleash the killer move.
Simultaneously, it served as a signal, informing his old partner Tong Jiao to prepare for action, to unite in dispatching this unexpected opponent.
Instantly, above Zhu Jianhao’s head, the night fog exploded, a demon sword condensed from sword intent appeared, accompanied by unusual phenomena, as if a vague meteorite rushed down with it.
All of this, naturally composed of blended sword light and Tao rhythm, not material.
From a young age, he idolized a legendary Beast Sword Immortal, though that one long since became immortal and vanished.
Reportedly, the flying sword crafted by that Beast Sword Immortal was suspended above weighty clouds all year, absorbing off-world Spirit Light, used to nurture the sword, and interacted with the body.
When the Beast Sword Immortal acted, the might of one sword descended ambitiously like Heavenly Power, bringing large numbers of outer realm meteors, accompanied by a falling flying sword, extinguishing a large city, wiping a region, astonishingly.
Zhu Jianhao exhibited this embryonic form of sword intent.
Divine phenomena descended from the night sky, the menacing flying sword more terrifying than a real sword body, dazzling, sword qi vast, meteorites formed of Tao rhythm rumbled with thunderous sounds.
“Impressive!” Qin Ming commended.
Dragon and tiger sounds resonated from his body, a large dragon and fierce tiger soared, as he operated the “Dragon and Tiger Taoist Scripture,” bearing his terrifying Heavenly Light Force, with a boom, spanning the night sky.
Dragon and tiger contention, truly a killer move, containing Yin Yang Power, crashing between the flying sword and meteor shower, causing glaring light to erupt here.
At this moment, coldness surged behind Qin Ming, a sharp demon sword stabbed in.
Another Demon Sword Immortal made a move, launching a sudden attack at the critical moment.
As Tong Jiao’s wings flared behind him, like a streak of light, the bronze long sword in his hand shot out dozens of sword glows, comprehensively enveloping his opponent’s back and head.