Chapter 629: The Terror of the Sword Array!

even surpassing Han Qianshan's, all of us in the Imperial Guard, as martial artists ourselves, inevitably feel the urge to learn from each other. Yun Hao, you wouldn't refuse, would you"The commander...Du Long, burning with life force, unleashed a desperate attack, holding back the two peak In-Dao Realm warriors from the Eastern Desolate Holy Land. When he saw Yun Hao leading people away, he finally felt relieved.

It was his responsibility, and he fulfilled it.

“I’m going to kill this trash! You go chase after those guys!” A man from the Eastern Waste Sacred Land shouted.

Another person grunted in response and immediately attempted to slip away from the battlefield to pursue Yun Hao and the others.

"I'm not dead yet, none of you get to leave!"

Du Long roared, then stepped forward to block the pursuers who were chasing Yun Hao and his companions.

"Get lost!"

The warriors of the Eastern Desolation Holy Land roared, unleashing a punch.

Du Long stood his ground, chest forward, and met the attack head-on.

"Boom!"

The furious punch pierced through Du Long's chest.

In Du Long's hand, a flying sword instantly appeared.

It was exactly the flying sword given to him by Yun Hao, Hongchen!

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Pfft!

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Du Long grasped his flying sword and thrust it into the chest of the man he had just punched, piercing his brain. He gripped the sword tightly and twisted, shattering the man's skull into pieces!

Only one martial artist at the peak of the Inward Dao Realm from the Eastern Desolation Holy Land remains.

And Du Long, first of all, suffered backlash from his flying sword, then burned his life force for a short burst of power, and then again used a life-exchange tactic that resulted in further serious injuries!

At this moment, Du Long's state is at its worst.

"Du Long... I respect you as a man, but do you think, with such yourself, you can still stop me"

You are now in a state where, for me, you are no different than an ant that could be crushed with one foot.

The time you fought for those wastrels was meaningless, because there are still two of our Inward Realm peak martial artists ahead.

Du Long's mood instantly sank to the bottom.

"Haha, very desperate, isn't it How does it feel to have given everything, thinking you saw hope, but in the end nothing really changed"

Du Long wiped the blood from his eye sockets, clearing his vision. His voice rang out, firm and resolute: "At least, I tried my best. I have no regrets!"

As his voice trailed off.

Du Long, despite his battered body, took the initiative to attack his opponent.

"Arrogant fool, I'll send you to your doom!" The warrior from the Eastern Desolation Sacred Ground roared, wielding his battle sword in a slashing attack.

Du Long grasped the flying sword in his hand and flung it with all his might.

Just as the flying sword was flung out, suddenly, Du Long felt that everything had changed!

A mysterious feeling, profound beyond words, appeared in his mind.

As if... this flying sword, which did not belong to him and had never been consecrated by him, was now as one with him.

An invisible barrier, was shattered.

Standing before Du Long, blocking his promotion to the third level of Xinjian, it vanished as he flung out a flying sword!

Heart Sword.

With heart as shield!

Du Long's heart moved, and the flying sword he had thrown out suddenly increased in speed. It nimbly dodged the blade of the peak In-Dao Realm warrior from the Dong Huang Holy Land and, with the force of thunder, cut across his opponent's neck!

"Whoosh!"

The flying sword circled once and returned to Du Long's face, sticking into the ground.

Du Long's entire body seemed to have been completely drained of energy, and he collapsed onto the ground.

He looked at the sword stuck in the ground, then at the direction Yun Hao and his group were advancing. In his mind, Yun Hao's figure appeared... He murmured: "Jian Hongchen, so you gave me your flying sword to help me ascend to the Heart Sword..."

Severe injuries have left Du Long unable to move anymore...

"Scarlet in the dust... Perhaps, the miracle to complete this mission lies with you..."

………

On the other side.

Yunhao and they moved as fast as they could.

Suddenly, Lin Xing spoke up, saying: "In another half hour, we'll reach the area where the Imperial Sword is located."

This remark finally brought a glimmer of hope to the heavy atmosphere.

Once they entered the area where the Emperor Sword was located, they would have to face the peak Heavenly Human Realm warriors of the Eastern Desolation Holy Land.

Even facing peak Tianren Realm martial artists, they still have a chance to fight.

If they encountered a martial artist at the peak of the In-Dao Realm, even just one, all of them combined wouldn't have a sliver of hope!

Lin Xing's words just let everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and Yun Hao's voice followed.

Ahead, there are two Inward Realm martial artists from the Eastern Desolation Holy Lands.

Just the moment everyone's tense nerves had slightly loosened, Yun Hao's words plunged their emotions to a crushing low!

In their team, there are no more peak Dao Entry Realm warriors... If they encounter a peak Dao Entry Realm opponent, they could all be wiped out...

To my surprise, there are even two peak-level Dao Realm martial artists from the Eastern Waste Holy Lands!

Overwhelming despair filled every heart.

Lin Xing gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, there's no turning back. We can only move forward."

Another person said, "Wait a moment, let's try to hold back those two for a while. If we can get one through, that's one!"

"Let's go all out against them!"

Whether it was the people from Wanjianmen or the people from Wudang Hall, none of them backed down.

This is also the benefit of choosing someone you can completely trust to come in.

If even a slight tremor occurs, then it is very easy to cause the entire team's morale to collapse.

"I'll go first and lure those two peak Innate Realm cultivators away." Yun Hao said.

Everyone was instantly stunned and stared at him in astonishment.

"Crimson blade, this isn't a time for games, don't cause trouble! "

We know you're no ordinary person, but they are two peak Dao Entry Realm warriors. Even if we all go together, our chances of success are slim. You alone, how could you possibly lead them away

"Absolutely not!"

Yun Hao: “I have a way. In half an hour, you can pass.”

After finishing his words, Yun Hao suddenly took a step forward and instantly dashed towards the front.

Everyone : "..."

"His speed is so fast... Perhaps, he can really lure away those two cultivators at the peak of the Inward Dao realm from the Eastern Desolate Sacred Land."

"Speed is useless, once he's suppressed by the opponent's power, his speed will be meaningless."

"Then... let's just charge in together. We can't have him shoulder all this pressure alone..."

Lin Xing shook his head and said, "Believe in him. He has already made his choice, and we must believe that he can do it. Not only now, but also in the future, we will encounter many situations that require us to make decisions. No matter who it is, we have to...give absolute trust!"

………

"Lao Huang, do you think we can succeed this time" The two pinnacle In-Dao Realm warriors from the Eastern Waste Holy Land sat casually, even taking out spiritual wine from their storage rings. One person held a jar in his hand.

"He should succeed, don't underestimate that kid Pu Jian. He is the most talented genius in the East Desolate Holy Land for nearly a thousand years in swordsmanship."

He was born with a jade sword in his mouth. It is said that the small jade sword was actually an evolution of the Tao, combined with his cultivation, it was the swordsmanship bestowed by the celestial spirits of the Heavenly Palace upon our Eastern Desolate Holy Land. This time, arranging him to come here was to ensure absolute success!

"That's right, hahaha. If we successfully obtain the Emperor Sword, upon our return, this achievement will be enough for us to soar to great heights."

Just as the two were talking.

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed through the air.

The two of them instantly tossed the wine jars in their hands aside and stood up, staring in the direction the voice had come from.

"What a fast speed!"

But his cultivation is not high, he's not one of us!

"I know who he is. I received some word a while back that Fei Jian Tang, the Flying Sword Hall of Wan Jian Men, produced a highly talented youngster named Jian Hongchen!"

"No matter how talented someone is, if they come before us, they'll only have one path: death!"

The two of them muttered a few words, and then one of them suddenly surged towards Yun Hao's direction, rushing out with a wave of his palm. A gigantic handprint formed from Yuan Qi condensed into shape and rolled towards Yun Hao with a deafening boom!

Yun Hao's forward momentum did not abate in the slightest, as if he completely ignored the terrifying Yuan Qi palm print.

As he watched, the Yogan's mighty palm strike was about to land on him.

Suddenly.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Blades of brilliant light shot out from his storage ring.

Over thirty flying swords, forming a sword array, tore apart the Yuan Qi palm strike in one fell swoop!

This scene change directly stunned the two peak In-Dao Realm warriors from the Eastern Desolation Holy Lands.

They had never seen such a sight, nor even heard tell of it...

In the blink of an eye, over thirty flying swords had already flown to the front of the Eastern Desolate Holy Land warrior who had just launched the attack.

"Humph!"

A warrior from the Eastern Waste Holy Land let out a cold snort. The next moment, boundless gale swept out from his body.

Gale-force winds raged, fierce and violent!

This is no ordinary storm, but the power of the Storm Dao!

Yun Hao's offensive consisting of over thirty flying swords was directly shattered by the Storm Daoist.

All the flying swords flew back to Yun Hao's side.

"What a strange sword technique, it's still the realm of heart swords, but your cultivation is too low. With just this amount of power, no matter how many tricks you have, you're not my opponent!"

The people from the Dong Huang Sacred Land who wielded the power of the Storm Dao laughed scornfully.

Yun Hao didn't say a word, and only pointed his sweep towards the other person.

Over thirty flying swords, which had just returned to his side, once again whistled and shot out.

The might of the Tempest Blade Path suddenly calmed, fixing each flying sword in mid-air.

"Useless, your realm is too low, your power too weak, you can go die!" The creature wielding the Windstorm Dao Technique sneered, its expression ferocious.

It could happen in the next moment.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom..."

More than thirty flying swords, all detonated at the same time!

That powerful storm path was directly destroyed by the power of over thirty flying swords exploding.

As a result, the body of that peak In Dao Realm martial artist was also blown to pieces!

These thirty-odd flying swords had only been simply refined by Yun Hao once. Coupled with the fact that after cultivating his ancestral divine skill, the stability of his soul was extremely remarkable, even if all these flying swords were detonated at once, the backlash inflicted on him would still be within his capacity to bear.

Yunhao suppressed the discomfort brought by the backlash, his figure surged forward, charging into the raging afterwaves of power. A three-colored spark condensed in his palm!

With a grasp of his hand.

He grasped the remnant soul of a martial artist at the peak of the Dao Realm in his hand. The Taiyan Fire Seal erupted with unimaginable scorching heat, instantly incinerating the remnant soul to nothingness!

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Another peak martial artist of the Dao Realm from another Eastern Desolation sacred land didn't even have time to lend a hand before helplessly watching a companion die...

Yun Hao, who had killed someone, vanished in a flash and shot off towards the distance.

He only had one trump card that could kill someone at the Dao realm level, and he'd already used it. Therefore, he had to retreat.

And this was also in his plan.

Two people are blocking the way. If you don't kill one, at most you can only lead one away. Now, by killing one, the other remaining person will have no choice but to pursue him!

"The one who killed us still wants to escape In your dreams!" The remaining peak-stage warriors of the Innate Realm saw Yun Hao retreat and immediately chased after him.

Although the way he just unleashed dozens of flying swords, causing them to explode, had left him shaken, he was certain that Jian Hongchen wouldn't be able to do it again!

Upon sensing the pursuit behind him, a cold curve appeared at Yun Hao's lips.

Although, his cards were depleted.

But, as long as he lures the opponent into those formations and restrictions in Jianxin Sacred Land that still have effects, he will have endless trump cards!commanding the war effort and preparing inside the Demon Castle to refine the Dead Ming Pill and cultivate the Dead Ming Heaven Skill!After Yunhao arrived at Qingyuan City, he hid outside the city and...