Chapter 164 Broken Sword
Seeing that the light cavalry fired a round of arrows, but was easily resolved by the Wuhun Empire, Xue Beng and others in the Tiandou Empire’s army suddenly looked very ugly. Xue Beng clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and a trace of unwillingness and anger flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that this was the difference in the number of soul masters on both sides. As one of the new seven major sects, the Fengjian Sect had more than 2,000 disciples who could fight, while it was impossible for the Tiandou Empire to gather 2,000 flying soul masters who could form an organization.

Marshal Ge Long turned his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi and Tang San not far away, and bowed slightly, with a hint of solemnity in his tone: “Next, it will be up to the two sect masters.”

Ning Fengzhi nodded, his expression calm, turned around and whispered behind him: “Uncle Jian, it’s our turn to take action.”

Chen Xin nodded slightly, a sharp sword intent flashed in his eyes. He walked forward slowly, and the Seven Killing Sword Martial Spirit was quietly released. The sword energy around him was like a sharp sword unsheathed, revealing its edge. His aura instantly enveloped the entire venue, and even the air seemed to be cut into countless pieces.

At the same time, Tang San also issued an order to the Tang Army: “Check the crossbows and install the springs!”

As soon as the order was issued, the soldiers of the Tang Army immediately took action. With the clanging sound, they quickly took off the Zhuge magic crossbows on their backs and skillfully checked the conditions of the crossbow arrows and the mechanical pendants. After confirming that they were correct, the soldiers quickly loaded the mechanical pendants.

Their figures appeared in the gaps of the Tiandou Empire’s heavy cavalry formation. The Zhuge Divine Crossbow flashed a cold light in their hands, and the crossbow arrows pointed directly at the Wuhun Empire’s position.

Tang San stood in front of the formation, looking grimly at the Spirit Empire army in the distance. He raised his hand and said coldly: “Target, the Spirit Empire Soul Master Corps – Shoot!”

Following his order, the soldiers of the Tang Army pulled the triggers together. In an instant, countless crossbow arrows poured down like a rainstorm, heading straight for the Spirit Master Corps of the Spirit Empire.

At Jialing Pass, Bibi Dong couldn’t help but frown when she heard the strong sound of breaking through the air. At the same time, Bibi Dong’s voice rang in the minds of the tens of thousands of soul masters of the Holy Dragon Corps. With such a huge mental power coverage, directly commanding a corps of tens of thousands of people, looking at the entire Wuhun Empire, only Bibi Dong, Shi Yi and Qian Daoliu can do it. This command method is extremely efficient. Almost at the moment the order is issued, the entire corps has already taken action.

The agile attack soul masters quickly moved around from both sides, their figures as swift as ghosts; the strong attack and defense soul masters stood in the front, like an indestructible steel wall; the auxiliary soul masters applied various buff effects to them from behind, the light of their soul rings flickered on the battlefield; the control soul masters followed closely behind the strong attack soul masters, the soul skills in their hands were already ready to go.

These soul masters were divided into several groups according to their different cultivation directions. The one in front of the Holy Dragon Corps was the Holy Dragon Sect, one of the seven new sects. Hundreds of disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect lined up neatly. Their bodies were covered with a layer of white scales, and their bodies were strong and sturdy. They were their martial souls – the White Armor Earth Dragon. These disciples were like a group of beasts ready to go, exuding a frightening aura.

Following Bibi Dong’s order, the disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect unleashed their martial spirits. The shadow of a white-armored earth dragon emerged behind them, its scales glowing coldly in the sun. Their steps were in unison, and every step seemed to be stepping on the enemy’s heart, making people shudder.

“Charge!” The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect gave an order, and hundreds of disciples rushed down the mountain like tigers, heading straight for the positions of the Heaven Dou Empire. Their speed was extremely fast, and the defense of the white-armored earth dragon was even more amazing, almost ignoring the rain of arrows and soul skills attacks from the Heaven Dou Empire.

Following Bibi Dong’s order, the soldiers of the Holy Dragon Legion rushed towards the Tiandou Empire’s position like a tiger descending from the mountain. Their figures were as swift as lightning, and the light of their soul skills flickered on the battlefield, forming a dazzling light curtain.

The army of the Tiandou Empire was defeated by the charge of the Holy Dragon Legion. Although the Zhuge Divine Crossbow in the hands of the Tang Army caused some casualties to Bibi Dong’s soul master army, under this highly efficient command, they not only defended against the opponent’s attack, but also maintained their own powerful offensive.

In the Tiandou Empire’s army formation, Xue Beng’s face suddenly turned very ugly when he saw this. He turned to look at Ning Fengzhi, with a hint of anxiety in his tone: “Master Ning, the attack of the Holy Dragon Sect is too fierce, how should we deal with it?”

Ning Fengzhi looked solemn and said in a deep voice: “Your Majesty, don’t worry. Uncle Jian is ready to take action.”

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xin stepped into the air, his figure was like a sword, and the Seven Killing Sword Martial Spirit was released instantly. His figure was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, with its edge exposed, pointing directly at the charging formation of the Holy Dragon Sect.

“Sixth soul skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!” Chen Xin shouted, and a brilliant colorful light merged into his body, and the Seven Killing Swords in his hand suddenly slashed down. In an instant, countless sword energies crisscrossed and turned into a sword rain, rushing straight towards the disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect and the Wind Sword Sect.

The disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect were suddenly slowed down by Chen Xin’s sword attack. Although the White-Armored Earth Dragon had strong defense, it was still somewhat powerless in front of Chen Xin’s Seven Killing Swords. Wherever the sword passed, scales broke and blood splashed, and a gap was instantly torn in the Holy Dragon Sect’s formation.

Bibi Dong stood on the city wall, looking at the battlefield with a stern look. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a sneer: “What a Jiandao Chenxin. However, he alone is not enough to turn the tide of the battle.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a feminine voice rang out over the battlefield: “The chrysanthemums are withered! The ground is covered with wounds, and the fallen flowers break people’s hearts!”

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan took a step forward, and the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum Martial Soul in his hand bloomed with dazzling light. Countless golden petals flew out from his hands, like snow all over the sky, heading straight for the overwhelming sword energy.

The golden petals collided violently with the sword energy in the air, causing a deafening roar. The sword energy was sharp, and the petals were flexible. The two intertwined together to form a strange balance. However, petals are still petals after all. As time passed, the golden petals were gradually torn apart by the sword energy, turning into dots of golden light and dissipating in the air.

“Ning Fengzhi, this guy…” Yue Guan looked at the sword energy that was still being generated, his face solemn. He murmured in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness and fear in his tone.

At this moment, a clear voice came from behind Yue Guan: “Senior, I’m here to help you!”

Yue Guan looked back and saw Shi Yi walking in the air, his soul power surging, the Shura Demon Sword in his hand glowing dark red. His eyes were cold, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under control.

Shi Yi smiled slightly, and suddenly raised the Shura Demon Sword in his hand. In an instant, a dark red energy spread rapidly around him. The pressure of the Shura domain instantly enveloped the entire scene, and even Chen Xin’s sword energy was slightly stagnant.

The recruits with low cultivation and weak minds even began to put down their weapons under the cover of the Shura domain, their eyes filled with fear and confusion.

Chen Xin frowned when he saw this, and suddenly shook the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, saying in a cold voice: “The Seven Killings thunders up, and the sword breaks the sky!”

The phantom behind him swung out countless sword energies, which quickly gathered into a huge lightsaber. The tip of the sword pointed directly at Shi Yi, and with the power to destroy the world, it rushed straight towards him.

boom!
The huge lightsaber cut through the sky, tearing the air apart wherever it passed, making a sharp whistling sound. Shi Yi stared at the powerful sword energy that was heading straight for him, but there was no fear in his eyes, instead, he showed a faint smile. Shi Yi shouted, and swung the Shura Demon Sword in his hand suddenly. A dark red sword energy was like a sharp blade that tore through the void, heading straight for Chen Xin’s lightsaber.

The two forces collided fiercely in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. The clash of sword energy and sword energy seemed to make even the heaven and earth tremble. Although Chen Xin’s sword energy was strong, it was forcibly dispersed by the power of the Shura Demon Sword, turning into dots of light that dissipated in the air.

Chen Xin’s face was solemn, his eyes fixed on the Shura Demon Sword in Shi Yi’s hand. The last time Gu Rong and Shi Yi fought, he had vaguely felt the extraordinary weapon in Shi Yi’s hand, and now he witnessed the power of the Shura Demon Sword with his own eyes, which shocked him even more. He looked down at the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, and the sword body actually trembled slightly, as if it was afraid of the pressure of the Shura Demon Sword.

“Chen Xin, retreat now. I will spare your life. From now on, I will not hold back.” Shi Yi pointed his sword at Chen Xin. His tone was calm but carried unquestionable majesty.

The scene of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect being shattered appeared in Chen Xin’s mind, and the screams of the sect’s disciples seemed to still echo in his ears. His heart gradually became firm, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand no longer trembled. He raised his head, his eyes were like torches, and the Seven Killing Sword in his hand pointed directly at Shi Yi, and said in a deep voice: “The sect’s revenge must be avenged.”

Shi Yi sighed slightly when he heard this. He knew that Chen Xin had made his choice, and this battle was doomed to be unavoidable.

“In that case, then come on.” Shi Yi’s voice was low and firm, and the Shura Demon Sword in his hand glowed dark red, as if responding to the master’s fighting spirit. The patterns on the sword flowed like a living thing, emitting a frightening pressure.

Chen Xin said no more, and suddenly raised the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, with a hint of carefreeness and relief in his voice: “A thirteen-stringed song in the cup, a life of wind and rain, all returned to a sword.”

In an instant, countless sword qi emerged from behind him, turning into a sword rain, heading straight for Shi Yi. Each sword qi carried a fierce killing intent, as if to tear Shi Yi apart completely. Wherever the sword rain passed, the air was cut into fine cracks, making a piercing whistling sound.

Shi Yi’s eyes were cold, and a trace of respect flashed in the depths of his eyes. The murderous aura on his body suddenly burst out, and the ninth blood-red soul ring suddenly lit up, and the eight-armed blood-colored Shura Dharma image behind him slowly emerged. As Shi Yi swung the Shura Demon Sword in his hand, the eight arms simultaneously swung out dark red sword energy, like eight blood-colored long rainbows, heading straight for Chen Xin’s sword rain.

“The blood-red blade of Shura breaks through the dark yellow, and the Milky Way rolls back into the vastness.”

boom!
The dark red sword energy and Chen Xin’s sword rain collided fiercely in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. Although Chen Xin’s sword energy was sharp, it was crushed by the power of the Shura Demon Sword and turned into dots of light that dissipated in the air.

Chen Xin stared at the blood-red sword energy that broke through the air, and felt the murderous aura rising into the sky, but his eyes were full of determination and emotion. He murmured in a low voice: “Good sword… Father, I understand.”

He did not dodge or retreat, but just tightly grasped the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, and the aura around him suddenly surged, meeting the blood-colored sword energy. The moment the swords touched, the tip of the Seven Killing Sword was blown away by the wind like yellow sand, turning into dots of light and dissipating.

“Chen Xin!” “Grandpa Jian!”

Ning Rongrong and Gu Rong suddenly cried out in surprise. Then, a more powerful colorful light shot up into the sky, and the shadow of a huge Seven Treasures Glazed Tower appeared above the Tiandou Army, shining brightly, as if it could illuminate the entire battlefield.

The colorful light merged into Gu Rong’s figure, and he instantly appeared above the Tiandou Army. However, when he tried to use his spatial ability to save Chen Xin, he found that Shi Yi’s powerful sword energy had completely shattered the surrounding space, leaving no gaps.

“How is it possible…” Gu Rong’s pupils shrank suddenly, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart. He kept trying to activate his spatial ability, but each time he was abruptly interrupted by the pressure of the blood-colored sword energy.

However, no matter how bright the colorful light was, no matter how hard Gu Rong tried, the blood-red sword energy was still unstoppable. It was like a roaring blood-red dragon, tearing through the defenses of the Seven Killing Swords and Chen Xin, and even completely shattering the surrounding space.

Chen Xin stood in the center of the storm of bloody sword energy. The Seven Killing Sword in his hand was already broken, but his eyes were still firm. He took a deep breath and murmured in a low voice: “Chen Xin has not washed away the waves and stained his clothes. The murderous spirit is everywhere and the sword is cracking the zither. The determination should be like snow falling off a cliff, and the sound of an anvil on a moonlit night on a Cangshan mountain.”

In an instant, the broken Seven Killing Sword burst out with its last rays of light, and a brilliant sword energy rushed straight into the sky, as if it was going to tear the heaven and earth apart. This was the condensation of Chen Xin’s lifelong cultivation, and it was also his final interpretation of the sword.

The blood-colored sword energy and Chen Xin’s final blow collided violently in the air, bursting out with dazzling light. The entire battlefield seemed to be still at this moment, and everyone’s eyes were attracted by the dazzling light.

Ning Rongrong stood under the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower, tears silently falling. She watched Chen Xin’s figure gradually disappear in the light, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in her heart. Her fingers tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, her knuckles turned white from the force, and the grief in her eyes almost overflowed.

“Grandpa Jian…” She whispered in a low voice, with endless sorrow and unwillingness in her voice. When she looked up and saw the figure standing in the void, the sorrow in her heart instantly turned into anger. She rushed towards the figure desperately, as if she wanted to pour out all her hatred.

Gu Rong stood beside her, took a deep breath, and quickly reached out to stop Ning Rongrong: “Rongrong, calm down!”

Ning Rongrong struggled, tears blurring her vision: “Grandpa Gu, let me go! I want to avenge Grandpa Jian!”

Gu Rong tightly grasped her shoulders, his voice low and firm: “Rongrong, now is not the time to be impulsive. Your Grandpa Jian has done his best, we can’t let his sacrifice go to waste!”

Shi Yi stood in the void, the Shura Demon Sword in his hand still glowing dark red. He stared at the direction where Chen Xin dissipated, a complex look flashed in his eyes. His gaze shifted slightly, and he saw the two tiny figures below – Ning Rongrong and Gu Rong.

“Chen Xin…” Shi Yi murmured in a low voice, with a hint of respect and regret in his tone. He slowly turned around and flew towards the direction of Jialing Pass, secretly saying in his heart: “I’m sorry, Rongrong. I have already given him a chance.”

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(End of this chapter)