The flying dagger, one inch long and silver-white, released a trace of Great Saint power.
It was actually a Great Saint Ancient Artifact.
With Fang Yi’s attainments above the sword technique, coupled with the terrifying power of the flying knife itself, once struck, even if Zhang Ruochen wore the Hundred Saints Blood Armour, he was afraid that he would not have a good ending.
Knowing that the Holy Sword in the hands of the East Stream Sword Sovereign was only three inches away from Zhang Ruochen, once Zhang Ruochen was distracted to fight against the flying dagger, the Holy Sword would surely strike his body as well.
At this moment of a thousand pounds, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword transformed into a ray of dark light and automatically flew out, stabbing out with a sword and colliding with the flying dagger.
The Sword Spirit of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, manifested, with a pair of black wings on its back, resembling Zhang Ruochen by seven degrees, stood on top of the sword, manipulating the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword.
As the grade of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword became higher and higher, the sword spirit’s intelligence and will became even stronger, and could completely become an independent fighting individual.
Of course, without Zhang Ruochen’s control, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword was clearly unable to fight against Fang Yi.
“Seven Star Bastard Sword.”
Fang Yi’s hands surged out with brilliant Saint Awnings and violently closed, controlling the flying dagger through the air and swinging it out downwards.
The one-inch long flying dagger actually coalesced into a blade shadow that was more than ten feet long, dragging out a waterfall of blade awnings as it blasted above the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword.
“Rumble.”
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword crashed heavily onto the ground, impacting the solid earth in this area and causing it to collapse downwards.
The gale-like sword Qi surged towards Zhang Ruochen, seemingly wanting to tear him into pieces.
Zhang Ruochen blasted out with a palm forward, breaking away from the East Stream Sword Sovereign’s Sword Dao suppression. As the sword Qi flew in, Zhang Ruochen’s palms struck out at the same time, with a dragon shadow and an elephant shadow flying out of his palms respectively.
As the dragon shadow and elephant shadow crumbled, Zhang Ruochen retreated backwards dozens of feet in a row, and a fiery red blade mark appeared on top of his two arms, with grains of fiery light escaping outwards.
The Hundred Saints Blood Armour had the power of self-repair, and this level of damage was completely repaired in a matter of moments.
Fang Yi and the East Stream Sword Sovereign rendezvoused together, one blade and one sword, echoing each other, there was actually a feeling of impeccability.
“During this period of time, you have really improved quite a lot, the attacks that the two of us jointly struck were actually blocked by you.”Fang Yi said.
Previously, in Fang Yi’s view, Zhang Ruochen’s greatest threat was the Divine Spirit War Weapon he held in his hands, and his own strength, which was just passable, was not considered a topmost Saint realm powerhouse.
But now, Zhang Ruochen’s own strength was no longer inferior to theirs, and the threat was quite huge.
Zhang Ruochen retrieved the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and lifted it in his hand, his aura becoming even more stern than before as he said, “You haven’t also progressed a bit, your cultivation has actually reached the peak of the Supreme Saint.”
East Stream Sword Honour said, “This son is known as the Time and Space Transmitter, controlling the power of space and time at the same time, definitely a huge threat, today, he must be taken out.”
Fang Yi’s gaze, stared in the direction behind Zhang Ruochen, only to see that there were enough seventeen Saint realm powerhouses rushing over, like seventeen shining stars.
“Today, it’s hard for him to escape even with his wings.”Fang B said.
Zhang Ruochen obviously also noticed the seventeen Saint realm powerhouses flying behind him, three of them had all reached the half-step Saint King realm, while the rest were at the peak of the Saint realm.
The seventeen Saint realm powerhouses, all of whom had mastered the Great Sacred Bone, were using the power of the Great Sacred Bone to lock down space.
In their view, the power of space was Zhang Ruochen’s greatest reliance. Locking down space was tantamount to nullifying a small half of Zhang Ruochen’s battle power.
It could not be surrounded.
Zhang Ruochen also realised that the situation was quite unfavourable for him, so, without waiting any longer, he took the initiative to attack towards Fang Yi and Dongliu Sword Sovereign who were blocking the way.
“Just you want to fight against the two Sect Sons, looking for death.”
Fang Yi once again mobilised the power of the White Microscopic Star and executed the Seven Star Bastard Blade, a series of seven heavy blade waves that swung towards Zhang Ruochen in a rotating manner at seven different angles.
The blade Qi, like seven chaotic waterfalls, swept in all directions, not to mention a person, even a needle would have a hard time penetrating through. On the other end, East Stream Sword Honour was poised, staring at Zhang Ruochen’s figure without blinking, ready to explode his strongest sword at any time.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t fight hard with Fang Yi, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
“Not good, spatial power.”
Sensing that it was not good, as if by instinct, the East Stream Sword Sovereign hurriedly dragged his Saint Sword.
Immediately, like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, hundreds of sword butterflies flew out from the sword, manifesting in this space.
The power carried by the sword butterflies caused the space to tremble.
In the next moment, Zhang Ruochen’s figure was forced to reveal itself, appearing within the hundreds of sword butterflies and falling within the range of Dongliu Swordfather’s sword circle.
“To be able to become a Boundary Son of a great world, they are indeed all extraordinary people, and it’s hard to avoid them even by using spatial power.”Such a thought flashed through Zhang Ruochen’s mind.
Dongliu Swordfather’s sword technique was as fast as lightning, and he stabbed out his sword when Zhang Ruochen’s figure had only just been revealed.
At the same time, hundreds of Sword Butterflies exploded into tens of thousands of sword qi, like ten thousand arrows piercing through the heart, flying towards Zhang Ruochen, not giving Zhang Ruochen the chance to use his spatial power again.
In the East Stream Sword Sovereign’s view, instead of using the Great Sacred Bone to lock down the space, it was better to suppress Zhang Ruochen with his degree, making it so that he did not have the chance to use his spatial power at all.
The only martial art under the sky was speed.
Zhang Ruochen’s degree was also very fast, carrying the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, he performed dozens of profound sword techniques in a row, and immediately, tens of thousands of sword qi also shot outwards.
“Boom boom.”
The two swung their swords quickly and clashed fiercely, as if they were a lightning bolt intertwining.
In roughly a breath’s time, the two had attacked each other for more than three hundred moves. Above Zhang Ruochen’s armour, seventeen sword marks appeared, and although the vast majority of the attacking force was blocked, but, there was still a portion that pierced through the armour and landed on his body.
On the other hand, seven sword marks appeared above the Holy Clothes of the Eastern Stream Sword Venerable.
The East Stream Sword Sovereign said, “Your sword dao cultivation is already quite good, and you can be called a Saint of the Sword Dao, but, compared to me, there is still a bit of a gap.”
The sword dao cultivated by the East Stream Sword Venerable also belonged to the Taoist lineage.
According to the Wordless Sword Record’s grading of sword intent, Dongliu Sword Sovereign’s attainments in sword dao had already passed the seventh level of the sword, reaching the eighth level of the sword. However, there was still some gap from the great circle of sword eight.
At his age, to be able to cultivate the Sword Dao to such a high level was already quite remarkable, and within the sword cultivators that Zhang Ruochen knew, only Ling Feiyu’s talent was able to surpass his.
Ling Feiyu had cultivated the Sword Dao for three hundred years and had reached the Great Perfection of Sword Nine.
Whereas, Dongliu Swordfather should have cultivated the Sword Dao for less than even two hundred years.
“Last sword, Shaking Light Rain Butterfly.”
The Holy Sword’s sword aura skyrocketed, causing the Dongliu Swordfather’s body to be swallowed up into it, and in the next moment, between the heavens and earth, the Rules of Truth manifested, merging with the sword technique.
“Wow–”
This sword, whether it was in terms of degree or power, it was far beyond the Dongliu Swordfather’s own cultivation.
From afar, it looked as if it was a butterfly covered in a rain of light, devouring Zhang Ruochen’s body.
However, the next moment, time stopped for a split second, and then, a circle of black sword qi flew out, tearing the rain butterfly into two halves.
The body of the East Stream Sword Sovereign reappeared, carrying the Holy Sword, leaning back and flying backwards.
In his chest, a long sword scar appeared, and a large amount of Saint Qi gushed out from the wound of the sword scar, followed by the body breaking into two.
On the contrary, Zhang Ruochen was unharmed.
Although his body was broken into two, however, the Dongliu Swordfather did not die, and his lower half of his body transformed into a long river, while his upper half of his body floated in the river, making him look particularly bizarre.
Dongliu Sword Sovereign’s face sank, saying, “Your Sword Dao realm …… was not as good as mine ……”
“Who says that the height of the Sword Dao Realm determines everything? Cultivating sword moves to the extreme can also be invincible.”Zhang Ruochen said.
Eastern Stream Sword Venerable said, “For sword cultivators, the Sword Dao Realm is the fundamental. As long as the Sword Dao is profound enough, every move is the most exquisite sword stance.”
“Know the Time Sword Technique? This is the strongest sword stance in the heavens and earth, and every move can break your Sword Dao.”Zhang Ruochen said.
Who was more important, sword moves or sword dao?
In the world of sword cultivators, this question, had always been highly controversial.
The vast majority of sword cultivators, who shared the thoughts of the East Stream Sword Sovereign, felt that the Sword Dao was the most important, and didn’t place that much importance on sword moves. Because, as long as the sword path was deep enough, one could completely create their own sword moves and kill the enemy with a single move.
There were also some sword cultivators, however, who felt that sword moves were even more important, and that truly profound sword moves could merge with the Dao.
In Zhang Ruochen’s opinion, the Wordless Sword Spectrum represented the most profound Sword Dao, which could be cultivated to the extreme and reach the origin of the Dao. The Time Sword Technique represented the most profound sword stance, which merged with time and could cut down everything in the world. When both were cultivated to the extreme, they were both the strongest means of attack, and it was not at all easy to judge who was more powerful.
Dongliu Sword Honour used an even more powerful Sword Dao that fused with the rules of truth, while Zhang Ruochen used out Time Sword Technique to break it.
In this duel between Sword Dao and Sword Stance, it was clear that it was the Sword Stance that won.
However, the East Stream Sword Sovereign was not a human being, his body was a river, and Zhang Ruochen’s sword only knocked half of his body back into its original form. Trying to kill him was as difficult as heaven.
“Demonic Sound.”Zhang Ruochen shouted out.
Devil Tone, the real name of the Devil Ran Princess, was also the name that Zhang Ruochen had given to the Sacred Eating Flower.
“Wow…”
Immediately after, an extremely delicate demoness walked out from Zhang Ruochen’s back, exuding an enchanting and exotic fragrance, and without even needing to be ordered by Zhang Ruochen, she knew what to do and flew directly towards the East Streaming Sword Honour.
Her feet, which transformed into dense fluorescent roots, rooted into the river underneath Dongliu Sword Exalt, actually absorbing Dongliu Sword Exalt’s body as nutrients.
Just as the Devil Voice appeared, the East Stream Sword Sovereign also felt awestruck, but very quickly, he realised that this woman was quite dangerous, and immediately condensed his sword skill and attacked.
Devil Voice let out a light laugh, and her fragrant, fluttering sleeves swung up, transforming into two clouds of thunder and lightning.
From the thunder clouds, there were hundreds of Saint Weapons, under the control of a vine, falling downwards like rain, actually blocking Dong Liu Jian Zun’s sword skill.
