"Ridiculous, you think you can cut down?"
The thousand sword lights approached; Tianhuang still sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.
Originally, he thought that Mo Wangchen, though boastful, was soone who had defeated the Wu Family’s Quasi-God Realm Elder.
Even if his strength was lacking, there should be a baseline.
But now, the opponent’s attack, although stunning and glamorous as the thousand sword lights were unleashed, was pitifully weak in his eyes.
Not to ntion a thousand swords, even with ten thousand swords, Tianhuang wouldn’t bat an eye.
"Alas..."
Behind Mo Wangchen, seven outstanding youths shook their heads and sighed, feeling regret for Mo Wangchen.
Originally, they thought Mo Wangchen might have so astonishing hidden move, but never expected that the attack was so flashy yet insubstantial.
Admittedly, his strike, with a thousand swords in unison, had reached the level of Ancient God Realm Tier One, even the Peak of Tier One.
But to try defeating a veteran expert like Tianhuang of the Ancient God Realm Tier Two, there was simply no chance.
The Sword Emperor moved angrily, blocking the Heavenly Emperor, buying Mo Wangchen ti to escape.
But unfortunately, he did not cherish the opportunity, arrogantly launching an attack.
Even if he wishes to leave now, it might be too late...
Just as the seven thought this, suddenly, they sensed sothing, raising their gaze slightly to find that Mo Wangchen’s figure had already vanished.
"Where is he?" One among them was puzzled for a mont, but quickly realized sothing, lifting his head abruptly.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
In mid-air, Tianhuang casually pointed forward, creating ripples of energy that spread out, containing terrifying Great Dao Divine Power, obliterating Mo Wangchen’s thousand sword lights in the blink of an eye.
"Foolish child... hm?!"
After easily neutralizing Mo Wangchen’s thousand sword lights, Tianhuang still sneered, but as he was about to speak, he realized Mo Wangchen’s figure was gone from beneath.
He frowned and noticed the seven gazing at him, their eyes filled with astonishnt and shock.
"What’s happened?"
Tianhuang was puzzled, not knowing why the seven were staring at him, muttering softly.
"Third Brother, beware!"
Not far behind, the voices of Heaven and Tianxuan rang out, and Tianhuang’s face changed dramatically, realizing sothing.
"Your ten breaths are up, I’ve claid your life!"
Before he could turn, Mo Wangchen’s cold voice echoed at his ear.
"Splurge..."
Unknowingly, Mo Wangchen had reached Tianhuang from behind, and a sharp sword surrounded by purple-black light pierced through his chest.
"Impossible..."
Seeing the sword penetrating his body, extending its purple-black blade towards his chest, Tianhuang’s face showed disbelief, his gaze fading away.
The Ji Family Dao Heaven Sword!
An illustrious Holy Path Ancestor Artifact throughout Real World’s history, the sword bore Great Dao Divine Power, previously splitting Kunlun Yaochi in half.
This sword pierced through Tianhuang’s heart, penetrated his chest, and the sword’s Dao Power followed the bloodline, destroying the Divine Sea, making recovery impossible.
Tianhuang was in disbelief, having reached Ancient God Realm Tier Two cultivation, a realm where even divine warriors couldn’t harm him. Even if his body were crushed into pulp, imdiate demise was unlikely.
But now, rely a sword pierced through his chest, and he could distinctly feel his Spirit Sea collapsing, Divine Power overflowed, unstoppable.
"Boom!"
Ultimately, under eyes filled with disbelief, Tianhuang’s lifeless body fell from the sky, crashing into the ground below.
"This..."
At Sword Discussion Residence, everyone gasped, staring at the scene in bewildernt.
An expert of Ancient God Realm Tier Two was slain just like that?
"This sword is extraordinary, capable of ending a veteran expert like Tianhuang in one stroke!"
Many couldn’t help but gasp, despite disbelief, but the cold corpse of Tianhuang was proof, not a fignt.
"Ten breaths... truly just ten breaths!"
Soone exclaid, finally realizing after the shock, the ti from Mo Wangchen’s attack to Tianhuang’s demise was precisely ten breaths, no more or less.
"Third Brother!"
In the atmosphere, Heaven and Tianxuan were reluctant to accept, gazing at the fallen corpse and shouting angrily.
"I wonder, how many breaths would it take to kill both of you?"
Mo Wangchen stood with the Dao Heaven Sword, its purple-black blade still dripping blood, turning his gaze to Heaven and Tianxuan, as if ntioning sothing trivial.
"Bold brat!"
Tianxuan was furious; the three brothers had dominated their lives in the Void Realm, revered, never underestimated.
Especially not by a youngster.
Yet now, Tianhuang’s death forced them to accept the genuine threat posed by the youth.
"This child wields a Holy Path Divine Weapon, don’t underestimate; join forces to capture him, if necessary, execute him and bring his head to the Wu Family!" Compared to the angry Tianxuan, Heaven was calr.
"Two joining forces? Fine, to save ti, I’ll slay you both here!"
Mo Wangchen raised the Dao Heaven Sword, sneered, and struck first.
"Face my sword first!"
He soared into the sky, wielding the sword downward, the purple-black Sword Light dazzling the Heavenly Vault, with unmatched prowess, seemingly splitting the Void, slashing at Heaven and Tianxuan.
"Retreat!"
The duo’s faces changed; the power of the sword was extraordinary, as if from Ancient Gods and Demons, rendering colors in the Void void.
"Shuu!"
They rapidly retreated left and right; although Mo Wangchen’s sword was powerful, its speed was not as rapid, offering them ti to react, avoiding direct confrontation.
"Hum..."
The purple-black Sword Light slashed down, splitting the Void between the two elders, not hitting the target.
But Mo Wangchen sneered, his gaze fixed on Tianxuan, resembling a beast targeting prey, wielding the Dao Heaven Sword, stepping on Lin’s True Technique, pursuing the kill!
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