10,000 swords condensed into one sword!
In front of Tu Sunshi, all the sword lights condensed into a green sword. The sword was covered in cloud patterns, and the blade flickered with a cold light.
Just as the sword condensed, the five demon clouds that soared into the sky were trembling.
“Tu Sunshi, you’re crazy!”
“Do you really want to die after wasting your thousand-year-old sword Nascent Soul?”
“Tu Sunshi, if I’m not here today, I’ll definitely destroy your Tai Yi Sword Sect!”
Roars and angry shouts sounded, including anger and timidity.
Tu Sunshi laughed loudly. The sword light did not decrease at all, leading Han Muye’s sword to stab out.
This sword had been cultivated by Tu Sunshi for a thousand years. It embodied Han Muye’s soul, and countless cultivators’ swords.
This strike condensed the sword heart of a sword cultivator.
When the sword appeared, the world shook. The skylight circulated, and the clouds within 5,000 miles were like a storm.
Every time the sword light advanced, the five demonic clouds shattered.
At this moment, the five Heaven Realm demons could not dodge or escape. They used all their strength to form a net to block Tu Sunshi’s sword.
He fought five Heaven Realm demons with one sword.
Below, all the cultivators clenched their fists.
This sword condensed the power of the human sword cultivators in the Western Frontier!
They were betting on the fate of the human race in the Western Frontier!
“Boom—”
The sword light collided with the net and broke through the demonic aura without any obstruction, striking the first demonic cloud.
The demonic cloud was shattered.
Heaven Realm demon spirits, perish!
The sword edge advanced again, and the second demonic cloud revealed the appearance of a huge green wolf. It fled in panic, but was finally cut in half by the sword.
Kill the Heaven Realm demons again!
The sword did not stop. The blade was dazzling as it stabbed into the third demonic cloud.
Patriarch Yu Fan, who had transformed into a water dragon, revealed a look of despair. With a move, a red foot-long demonic baby flew out from the head of the water dragon.
The demonic baby attempted to escape.
The sword pierced through the water dragon’s body. With a flash of sword light, it caught up to Patriarch Yu Fan’s demonic baby and gently twisted it, shattering it.
One sword strike to kill three Heaven Realm experts!
Who would dare to face such power head-on?
The two demonic clouds behind no longer had any intention to fight. They turned around and fled.
“Fellow Daoists, we haven’t tested the sharpness of our Western Frontier’s sword cultivators yet. How can we leave so easily?” Tu Sunshi’s voice sounded. He drew his sword and stabbed forward again.
The two demonic clouds fled in panic, without a trace of heavenly realm elegance.
So what if he was in the Heaven Realm?
How much more fearless could he be in the face of death?
Standing behind Tu Sunshi, Han Muye, whose face was pale, looked at the fleeing great demon and had an indescribable understanding.
It didn’t matter if one had cultivated for thousands of years and hadn’t become disillusioned. They were still mortals.
Mortals should have mortal cultivation techniques.
They would fight for what they should fight for, and let go of what they should let go of.
Since they were not immortals, they should be tainted by the mortal world.
“Fellow Daoist Tu, let me go. I won’t come to the Western Frontier again—”
An anxious shout came from a demonic cloud.
Tu Sunshi turned his sword and stabbed at another demonic cloud.
“Tu Sunshi, if you kill me, my patriarch will personally come and kill you—”
Before the demon could finish speaking through the cloud, the sword had pierced through it.
Only then did the sword stop.
The great demon who was lucky enough to escape did not dare to stay any longer. He rode on a demonic cloud and flew away.
He would have to be tired of living if he didn’t leave.
One sword strike to kill a Four Heavens Realm expert!
Sword light shone for 10,000 miles, killing Heaven Realm experts like slaughtering dogs.
Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword.
The moment the sword light stopped, Han Muye felt happy and wished he could roar at the sky.
Wasn’t the purpose of cultivating the sword to kill a Heaven Realm expert?
Looking at Tu Sunshi in front of him, Han Muye firmly believed that one day, he would do the same. He would destroy a Heaven Realm expert with a wave of his hand.
“Bam—”
Tu Sunshi trembled and raised his hand. The huge sword shattered, and countless swords fell back.
When these swords flew out, the sword light dimmed.
At this moment, they flew back. Every sword strike shone with spiritual light.
After refining the bodies and bloodline of the four Heaven Realm demons, the quality of these swords would improve by at least 10%.
As long as it was nurtured, even the worst mortal weapon could be nurtured into a spiritual weapon.
“My sword has become a semi-spiritual weapon!”
Someone held the sword in his hand and exclaimed.
There was a difference between immortals and mortals.
Zhao Youzhi held the broken sword and suppressed all his emotions.
The moment he retracted the broken sword, he felt that his sword was alive!
Beside Huang Six, Gao Xiaoxuan was carrying the sleepy little white fox. Huang Six reached out and patted his head. Gao Xiaoxuan muttered and turned back into a sword.
The demon race’s Heaven Realm experts were completely defeated. Four died and one fled. The remaining demons were no longer able to hold on and all turned to flee.
If Tu Sunshi could kill a Heaven Realm expert, he could naturally kill them too.
In the sky, Tu Sunshi turned to look at the pale Han Muye and chuckled. “Kid, how’s my sword technique?”
When Tu Sunshi was learning the sword technique, I was Teacher Han. After he learned it, I’m a kid.
Han Muye nodded.
Mo Yuan’s Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords took 200 years to cultivate. He comprehended it after he observed three Sword Pavilion elders attack.
Han Muye’s Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords was cultivated by holding down the Sword Pavilion and observing 10,000 sword techniques with maximum comprehension.
Only Tu Sunshi’s Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords was cultivated after a thousand years.
Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords. The swords took different paths but returned the same way.
Seeing Han Muye nod, Tu Sunshi smiled.
“How do we split it?”
Han Muye suddenly spoke.
His words stunned Tu Sunshi at first, then he laughed out loud.
“Three:seven, no more.”
With a wave of his sleeve, the corpses of the demons scattered in the demonic qi clouds were gathered.
There might be other treasures. This was a huge fortune!
Looking down at the Western Frontier sword cultivators who were cheering because the refinement of the sword had increased their spirituality, Han Muye couldn’t help but sigh.
It was the same everywhere.
The law of the jungle prevailed.
In this battle, even if he could eat all the demons below and kill all the demonic beasts, it would not be comparable to 30% of Tu Sunshi and his gains.
The resources of the cultivation world were always piled up at the top.
“Kid, go back and recuperate. Your soul is too exhausted. Don’t hurt your foundation.” Tu Sunshi looked at Han Muye and whispered.
After dropping three immortal-grade Purple Jade Pills, Han Muye’s soul was almost squeezed dry.
He said 10 breaths. If Tu Sunshi really controlled that sword for 10 breaths, Han Muye would probably have fallen to the ground.
This kind of soul consumption was simply too terrifying.
Han Muye nodded and said, “Senior, you also have to cultivate in seclusion. It’s not fun to use the sword infant to fight.”
The power of the Nascent Soul sword could not be easily moved. Perhaps shaking up the sword would injure his vitality.
Tu Sunshi had won this battle with great difficulty. He was really risking his life.
Tu Sunshi grinned, then raised his hand and handed a sword to Han Muye.
This was the sword of the Heaven Realm demon that was killed in the end. There were demonic patterns on the sword.
This sword was not at the level of a Dharma treasure, but it already had a spirit in it. It was a superior-grade spiritual weapon.
Does this count as paying me interest? Han Muye thought.
He took the sword with a smile and gripped the hilt.
A sword Qi rushed into the sword, and the sword vibrated.
“You can’t wait to refine it?” Tu Sunshi grinned and shook his head gently.
Han Muye ignored him.
He was not trying to refine the sword, but he wanted to see what the demons of the Southern Wasteland were planning through the sword.
Heaven Realm demons definitely knew a lot.
As the sword Qi entered the sword, images appeared in Han Muye’s mind.
Sword, refine. That Cloud Leopard demon named Feng Che refined the sword.
The Cloud Leopard Race was considered a powerful race in the Southern Wasteland and it ran amok without scruples.
The Central Continent armies came.
The Mystic Sun Guards in black armor and the Red Flame Army in red armor.
As the great armies advanced, the demons did not dare to take them on.
The owner of this sword fled quickly.
He came to the Western Frontier because he did not dare to fight the Central Continent army again.
“You guys go to the Western Frontier first. We’ll extract a few third level Nascent Soul cultivators and arrive soon.
“This time, we must take down the Western Frontier and give all the demons in the Southern Wasteland a space to migrate.”
The great demon who spoke was tall, and his eyes shone.
“Boom—”
That light seemed to pass through and hit Han Muye’s mind.
Nascent Soul Third Level Great Demon!
Han Muye’s expression changed. Just as he was about to tell Tu Sunshi, a roar came from the distant sky.
The sound shook the world.
“Tu Sunshi, you shouldn’t have killed Feng Che of the Cloud Leopard Clan.”
The voice sounded. The demon shadow was already in front of him.
A long gray claw slapped down at Tu Sunshi’s head!
Tu Sunshi raised his hand, and sword light gathered into a line as he stabbed out.
“Boom—”
Sword light exploded. Tu Sunshi and Han Muye, who was behind him, were forced back a thousand feet. A black-robed figure landed where Tu Sunshi had been standing.
“Feng Hanxiao? You’re not dead?”
Tu Sunshi looked grimly at the old man across from him.
The old man’s expression was dark as he stared at Tu Sunshi coldly. “Back then, I said that your cultivation speed was much slower than your peers when you condensed a sword Nascent Soul.
“How about today? I’m already at the peak of the third level of the Nascent Soul realm, but you’re still stuck at the second level.”
The old man’s demonic qi rose. It was exceedingly oppressive and no one within an area of 100 square miles could raise his head.
The power of a third level Heaven Realm Nascent Soul cultivator was so terrifying!
Tu Sunshi’s expression was solemn. The small green sword that had already been restrained rose above his head, scattering cold light.
Sword light enveloped him and broke through the pressure of the third level Heaven Realm Nascent Soul realm demon opposite him, causing the stiff Han Muye to heave a sigh of relief.
This was the terror of the Heaven Realm.
Even if he did not attack, it would be difficult for anyone below the Heaven Realm to move.
In front of such an expert, it was probably difficult to even find a chance to attack.
“Feng Hanxiao, even if your cultivation is one level higher than mine, I’m confident that I can escape from you.”
Tu Sunshi stared at the old man in front of him and said coldly, “If you can’t stay today, I’ll go to the Southern Wasteland and kill all your clansmen with one strike. You know I can do it.”
Ruthless.
At this moment, Tu Sunshi was not the gentle old man among the itinerant cultivators, nor was he the number one sword cultivator. He was just a vicious mortal with a sword in his hand.
He would take revenge.
By hook or by crook.
Such a person was truly suitable for cultivation.
Han Muye felt that Tu Sunshi deserved to become the number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier.
On the other side, the Heaven Realm demon Feng Hanxiao’s expression was cold as he stared at Tu Sunshi, his aura constantly gathering.
Sword light slowly gathered on Tu Sunshi’s body.
Feng Hanxiao was at the third level of the Nascent Soul realm. He was the strongest in the Western Frontier. The First Elder of the Spiritual Dao Sect, Daoist Master Wan Hua, was also at the third level of the Nascent Soul realm.
Facing Feng Hanxiao, Tu Sunshi needed to go all out.
“Tu Sunshi, do you think I wouldn’t have made preparations to kill you?”
At this moment, Feng Hanxiao suddenly spoke.