1306 Nether River Ferrymen (2)
Even Immortal Lords couldn’t stop it!
The bright sword light cleaved the Blood Wolf into pieces.
The sword light spun and headed straight for the Immortal Lord from the Tonghe Immortal World.
His immortal treasure could not withstand a single strike!
This seemingly insignificant person was unexpectedly powerful to such an extent!
The Daoist trembled, and his figure rushed forward, transforming into a gigantic dark gray dragon.
“Clang—”
The long sword clashed with the twin horns, and the sword light rebounded, forming the next cycle.
Han Muye raised his hand, and the sword in his hand became even more dazzling.
There was no time to wait any longer! Fear flashed in the eyes of the Black Dragon.
A dragon’s roar resounded, and it spewed out endless gray mist in an instant, shrouding Han Muye and the sword formation beneath him.
“Let me see how you escape my intrinsic smoke and dust.” The Black Dragon roared, causing ripples in the surrounding void and drawing the power of heaven and earth.
The Black Dragon was actually born and bred in this world. It could tap into the world’s natural forces.
This level of power was rare among peers.
Li Yungang frowned, his hand slowly resting on the hilt of his sword.
But before he could make a move, two Immortal Lords appeared not far away.
Immortal Lords!
The other two Immortal Lords from this realm had arrived.
Their powers were locked in place, and whoever made a move now would attract a lightning strike.
The two Sword Dao Immortal Lords beside Li Yungang exchanged glances, their hands on their sword hilts but not yet moving.
They were here to make a deal, not to risk their lives.
“Buzz!”
Ahead, there was the sound of a sword struggle within the clouds.
It seemed as though a long sword was being suppressed and struggling desperately.
Li Yungang was momentarily stunned, a smile appearing on his face. “Haha, I knew this kid had a way.”
He chuckled and turned to look at the Immortal Lord who had appeared to his side.
“This guy’s mine.”
As he spoke, he had already taken flight.
With a wave of his long sword, he tore open the void and sent the sword light towards the Immortal Lord.
The other two Sword Dao Immortal Lords glanced at each other, and with a swift movement, they disappeared from their original positions.
When they reappeared, they were already in front of the last Immortal Lord of the Tonghe Immortal World.
Three Immortal Lords attacked at the same time!
“Crack—”
At this moment, Han Muye, who had been suppressed by the clouds, no longer waited. He shouted, and the sword of his soul transformed into countless streams.
Immortal Trapping Sword, a formation formed by a myriad of swords.
Once the sword formation was formed, all the clouds and smoke were suppressed.
The power of heaven and earth was torn apart by the sword light, and cracks appeared in the surrounding void.
“Swoosh—”
A purple short sword cut through the void and appeared above the black dragon’s head.
The black dragon raised its head. Just as its horns blocked the sword light on the short sword, it felt a pain in its lower jaw and a green sword had already pierced into it.
Two immortal treasure swords launched a silent sneak attack!
The black dragon was terrified and turned around, trying to escape.
Han Muye took a step forward, and a golden phantom appeared behind him.
The Kui.
The ancient divine beast stepped on the black dragon’s neck.
“Bang!”
The black dragon’s entire body trembled as it tumbled in midair.
This attack had already injured his foundation.
Han Muye didn’t stop. He raised his hand and waved, and a bolt of lightning descended.
“Boom—”
The lightning struck the top of the black dragon’s head, causing the black dragon’s body to shake.
In the next moment, countless bolts of lightning were attracted, trapping the black dragon.
The sword light shuttled through the lightning, piercing in and then flying out.
Many of the sword cultivators below were extremely familiar with this scene.
Back during the Dao Competition, Han Muye had done the same, using them to refine the quality of their swords by using their blood.
At this moment, it was so similar.
“Why haven’t you drawn your swords yet? What are you waiting for?” Han Muye shouted.
The hundred thousand sword lights below penetrated directly into the sea of lightning.
The roars within the sea of lightning turned into miserable howls.
Han Muye remained unfazed, his eyes filled with indifference.
If he didn’t draw his sword himself, he wouldn’t be entangled in karma.
The karma of killing an Immortal Lord was shared by a million sword cultivators. Not only would they not be harmed, but they could also use such power to temper themselves.
Li Yungang had done the same in the past, and the same had happened in the Immortal Burial City.
Fighting with experts was extremely beneficial to one’s cultivation.
The black dragon was submerged in the sea of lightning and eroded by the million sword lights, terrifying the other two Immortal Lords.
However, one of them had to face two Sword Dao Immortal Lords of the same level, while the other was entangled by Li Yungang, the master of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect’s Zhantian Hall.
They had no chance to save him.
A few Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals wanted to attack, but Han Muye stood there with a sword in his hand, his battle intent and killing intent intertwining.
Suppressing an Immortal Lord with a single sword strike and watching as the Immortal Lord was killed, Han Muye stood there with an aura that made people not dare to look straight at him.
The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals watched helplessly as the surging blood qi in the sea of lightning became weaker and weaker.
“Buzz!”
Han Muye raised his hand and the sea of lightning dissipated.
However, the sword formation of a million sword cultivators had already been set up, suppressing a black dragon that was only left with its skeleton.
The power of the sword formation to suppress and kill the black dragon had already reached its limit. Whoever approached and triggered a backlash from the power would be able to destroy the world.
The power of the sword formation to suppress and kill the black dragon had already reached its limit. Whoever approached and triggered a backlash from the power would be able to destroy the world.
Even Immortal Lords did not dare to face the current sword formation head-on.
Han Muye turned around and looked in the direction of Li Yungang and the two Sword Dao Immortal Lords.
The battle between the four Immortal Lords had already caused the Heaven and Earth powers to tremble.
“I’ll leave the rest to you.” Han Muye turned to look at Huang Zhihu.
Huang Zhihu nodded.
Suppressing the Immortal Lords and slowly eroding them with sword light.
The other armies had already stabilized their positions, but it would still take a long time to truly attack and conquer this world.
However, one of the three Immortal Lords on the other side had already been suppressed here, with no possibility of resistance.
The remaining two were also suppressed. They either fled in defeat or perished.
Han Muye had no need to stay in this place any longer.
He hadn’t prepared to quickly conquer this world.
