Bloodsong struck with his sword, his speed incredible as he employed the Thousand-Sword Spell! He couldn’t transform one sword into ten thousand, but he could certainly turn one into a hundred.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
A hundred swords descended from midair. One after another, the Sword Demon Disciples fell. Soon, a large swath of them lay dead. Death had arrived. Wretched screams echoed through the street as, one by one, the Disciples were pierced through the heart, their final monts filled with terror and endless despair.
One man!
Ten n!
A hundred n!
A thousand n!
...
Wu Tian hadn’t made a move. A single subordinate had drawn his sword and already wiped out the several thousand Sword Demon Disciples before them. Blood soaked the ground. The entire affair took no more than five minutes, yet thousands were completely annihilated, not even their bones remaining.
"This..." This scene left the bold bystanders and reporters who had co to watch completely dumbfounded.
The people watching the live stream were utterly stunned! They couldn’t believe their eyes. Just monts ago, the thousands of Sword Demon Disciples had been so imposing. Suddenly, they were all dead? And Wu Tian hadn’t even lifted a finger.
Judging by Bloodsong’s deanor, his status among Wu Tian’s group didn’t seem particularly high, yet his level of power was astonishing. Everyone found it utterly inconceivable. The turn of events was nothing like they had imagined! Although they had considered the possibility of thousands being slain instantly, they had assud it would be by Wu Tian’s hand.
The thick, coppery sll of blood filled the street. An eerie silence descended.
It was well-known that ever since the Sword Demon erged from his seclusion in the deep mountains, he had been undefeated. He had established branches in various places, and in front of each one stood a stone tablet inscribed with the sa words: "For over thirty years, I have road the Jianghu, slaying all my foes and defeating every hero. I am without equal under the heavens. Helplessly, I have spent my life seeking a single worthy opponent, but have found none. Truly, this solitude is unbearable."
This was a testant to his smooth success since leaving the mountains. His Disciples, too, had been victorious wherever they went. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the Disciples of the Sword Demon would be so thoroughly crushed? The employees of the Sword God Corporation in Yang City were likely all here, and now, they were all dead. The Sword Demon had been invincible, but that streak was broken here.
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"Go, Wu Tian!"
"Defeat the Sword Demon!"
Many people were praying for Wu Tian, hoping he would be victorious in battle and triumphant in his campaign. The Sword Demon posed a great threat to everyone. He lusted after married won! Who wouldn’t be afraid? Back in Longjing, he would snatch won off the street, regardless of their appearance. Whenever the mood struck him, he would simply take them. The authorities were powerless against him. A man like that was a grave threat to all citizens of the Dragon Country!
Wu Tian stood there and looked toward the hotel, "Parking to Admire the Maple Woods at Dusk," and said coolly, "Charge in!"
...
The Six Sword Slaves, hidden in the shadows, had been planning a surprise attack. But who could have predicted that Wu Tian would be this formidable? He didn’t even need to act himself; a re underling had slaughtered several thousand n. The Six Sword Slaves were terrified. Forget killing Wu Tian—they felt they had no chance of killing even that one subordinate, even if all six of them attacked together.
"We have to get the Young Master out of here!"
"Right!"
The Six Sword Slaves rushed to find Dugu Zheng.
At that mont, inside the most luxurious suite of "Parking to Admire the Maple Woods at Dusk," Dugu Zheng remained oblivious to the fact that his thousands of n were already dead. It just went to show how excellent the hotel’s soundproofing was. After all, establishnts like this were built for certain... indescribable activities. The na itself, "Parking to Admire the Maple Woods at Dusk," revealed its true purpose.
I summoned everyone from Yang City and the neighboring cities—a total of 5,600 people! Even if he wants to kill them all, his sword arm will grow tired, right?
At that mont, Dugu Zheng once again embraced the starlet and sat back in his chair, a look of casual pride on his face. The handful of subordinates before him nodded and began to shower him with flattery.
"Over five thousand n are waiting for him right outside this little hotel. He must have been terrified at first sight, probably just stood there looking like a fool."
"Even if he kills all five thousand of them, we won’t feel the loss. Besides, once his arm is tired, the Six Sword Slaves will strike, and he’ll be finished for sure."
"Exactly! Hahaha... When Lord Sword Demon learns that he died by your brilliant sche, Young Master, he will surely praise you."
"Furthermore, this move demonstrates that you possess a strategic mind on par with Li Shimin and Zhu Yuanzhang. In the future, when you inherit the River and Mountains, you will surely be an emperor for the ages!"
"Yes, an emperor for the ages!"
The subordinates eagerly piled on the flattery.
"Hahaha..." Dugu Zheng roared with laughter. Wu Tian must still be bogged down fighting those five thousand n. The mont he finishes, the Six Sword Slaves will strike. He’s a dead man!
...
"Hurry, we have to go!"
"Right, let’s get out of here, quickly."
The Six Sword Slaves burst in, imdiately telling Dugu Zheng he had to leave with them.
"Leave? He’s dead. Why should we leave?" Dugu Zheng assud that the arrival of the Six Sword Slaves ant Wu Tian was already dead. Why would he need to flee Yang City?
"Leave? This place will make a fine burial ground. Why the need to go anywhere?"
At that mont, Wu Tian and his people arrived. Their footsteps were silent; no one knew when they had entered, and no one had seen them approach.
"How is he not dead? Why aren’t you attacking him? Go on!" Seeing Wu Tian, Dugu Zheng was so frightened his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. He scread at the Six Sword Slaves.
The Six Sword Slaves gritted their teeth. The Sword Demon had shown them great kindness, and they were willing to die fighting Wu Tian to repay that debt. They charged.
"You are not worthy to fight my lord," Yin Fengxue said as she stepped forward with a cold smile. She ford a hand seal for a spell.
Instantly, the charging Sword Slaves froze mid-stride. They felt an imnse pressure, as if Mount Tai itself was crushing them, making every single step an agonizing struggle.
Yin Fengxue opened her mouth, and a Flying Sword shot forth.
"No!" the Sword Slaves scread.
But before the horrified eyes of Dugu Zheng and the others, the single sword skewered all six of the Sword Slaves, running through their bodies as if they were at for a barbecue. The renowned and formidable Six Sword Slaves were dead in an instant.
The sight plunged the room into a dead silence.
"Don’t kill ! Don’t kill !"
Dugu Zheng couldn’t believe what he was seeing, but terror overwheld him. He imdiately shoved the starlet away, dropped to his knees, and begged for his life.
"I really despise your father, Dugu Fa," Wu Tian said, staring directly at Dugu Zheng, the corners of his mouth curling into a grim smile. "How dare he call himself ’Sword Demon’? And he even claims to be Dugu Qiubai?"
Hearing this, Dugu Zheng trembled so violently he nearly wet himself, utterly terrified. "He’s him, and I’m !" he cried out. "I despise him too! How dare he claim to be Dugu Qiubai? It’s ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous! See? We think the exact sa way!"
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