"Kill!"
An icy killing intent surged toward Ren Changsheng in an instant. The Sword Master, eyes blazing with fury, had only one thought left in his heart—to kill Ren Changsheng right here and now.
The Ren Changsheng before him was too arrogant.
"Bring it on!"
Seeing the Sword Master attack, Ren Changsheng’s eyes lit up with fighting spirit. He also wanted to see the extent of his current battle power and where the limits of his physique lay.
"Heavenly Thunder Hamr!"
With a cold shout, the supre laws of the vast world surged wildly from within Ren Changsheng, flooding into the Heavenly Thunder Hamr in his hand. Gripping the hamr tightly, he struck down again.
"Boom!"
A violent collision echoed, and in the void, Ren Changsheng’s body quickly retreated, while the Sword Master also took several steps back. Looking again at Ren Changsheng, the Sword Master’s eyes narrowed slightly.
The Sword Master was not a fool.
The Ren Changsheng before him possessed monstrous battle power. Even as a Triple Supre cultivator, Ren Changsheng’s current battle power was not much weaker than his own, a Sixth-tier Sword Master in the land of swords.
"Buzz!"
After stepping back, Ren Changsheng stepped forward once more.
"Co again!"
Ren Changsheng’s eyes shone with an incomparable fighting spirit. Since breaking through to the Supre realm, he had not t anyone who could withstand him in battle.
Today, he was determined to fight to his heart’s content.
"Wow!"
"This kid’s battle power is so strong, and he’s holding his own against the Sword Master?"
"Look at the fighting spirit emanating from him; it seems he wants to continue clashing with the Sword Master!"
"What kind of force could nurture such a monstrous disciple? Could this kid be a disciple of the realm of control or perhaps a disciple of so ancient monster?"
...
A group of people erupted in chatter. Ren Changsheng’s battle power completely exceeded their expectations, and they secretly counted themselves lucky not to have provoked him. Among them, none could withstand such formidable fighting intent.
"Good lad!"
Du Sanniang in the void watched with sparkling eyes. She had anticipated Ren Changsheng’s terrifying battle power, but did not expect it to be this formidable. He grew stronger with each strike.
He was no weaker than the Sword Master now.
"Damn it!"
The Sword Master was furious, but even more so, he was shocked by Ren Changsheng’s power. How could a Triple Supre like Ren Changsheng be so formidable? More so than any "re" sword disciple under the Sword Dao master.
What right did Ren Changsheng have to even compare to him?
Today, he must kill Ren Changsheng.
Otherwise, where would his honor, and the honor of the land of swords, remain?
"Kill!"
"Tear!"
The Sword Master’s eyes shot out an icy gleam, gripping the divine sword, he made a slash across his palm. As his skin was cut, golden blood stained the divine sword.
"Blood Sacrifice Sword Technique!"
In the void, Du Sanniang’s expression darkened. The Blood Sacrifice Sword Technique was an extrely evil sword technique, its activation aning a fight to the death, creating a Blood Sacrifice Altar.
On the Blood Sacrifice Altar, one must die!
The deceased becos the tribute, the spoils of the victor. So demonic cultivators would even directly devour their opponents to enhance their cultivation and Dao.
Moreover, once the blood sacrifice begins, the strength of the one who invokes it increases several-fold.
Now.
The Sword Master of the land of swords, a disciple under the ruler’s command, was resorting to such an evil sword technique? Du Sanniang’s eyes glead with cold light, it seed the land of swords had fallen!
Such a disciple.
Far from maintaining the honor of the land of swords, he was perhaps a disgrace to the entire place.
"Wait for the kid to get injured, then make a move!"
Du Sanniang pondered secretly.
Unlike the Sword Master’s intent to kill Ren Changsheng, she wished to save him and gain his gratitude, which could help her acquire the coveted control shard.
And take Ren Changsheng back with her as well.
"That’s the Blood Sacrifice Sword Technique, rumored to be a sword technique of the Blood Sacrifice Venerable. Wasn’t he eradicated by the combined forces of Hongng’s strong n? Didn’t the Sword Master destroy his sword techniques? Why are they appearing here?"
"Clearly, soone failed to destroy this sword technique and even passed it on to their disciple!"
"How vile, this sword technique is profoundly evil. Anyone cultivating it in the world of Hongng is seen as a public enemy. Does the land of swords want to oppose the entire world of Hongng?"
...
Several Supre beings discussed angrily. None wanted to face such an enemy as the Blood Sacrifice Sword Technique. Dying in battle and becoming spoils—what wickedness!
And they knew full well that the Sword Master had likely devoured many strong foes through this technique, building his cultivation upon it.
He even wanted to devour Ren Changsheng standing before him!
"Blood Sacrifice Sword Technique?"
Ren Changsheng’s eyes narrowed briefly. As the technique unfolded, he felt an evil aura enveloping him, infinitely wicked.
This malevolent power.
Enclosed both himself and the Sword Master.
Escaping it was difficult, unless he could slay the Sword Master before him. anwhile, the Sword Master’s strength had multiplied with the invocation of the Blood Sacrifice Sword Technique.
"Kid, today you must die!"
The Sword Master glared at Ren Changsheng, fiercely determined to kill him.
As long as Ren Changsheng died.
The control shards and the fortune on Ren Changsheng’s body would be his. If he devoured Ren Changsheng, he could also enhance his cultivation and Dao!
A double gain.
As for the surrounding Supres, he didn’t even consider them. In his eyes, they were like ants. Once he killed Ren Changsheng and seized the control shards,
the surrounding Supres,
could be slain outright.
Even Du Sanniang could not be spared.
"Is that so?"
Ren Changsheng’s eyes narrowed thoughtfully. The current Sword Master was strong, with the Blood Sacrifice Sword Technique elevating his battle power to the peak of a Sixth-tier Hongng Supre, almost matching a Seventh-tier.
To defeat him.
Even Ren Changsheng would struggle.
"Hongng Battle Body!"
With a sharp cry, Ren Changsheng exuded a powerful aura, his body surging until it reached over ten thousand feet in height.
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