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Chapter 915

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Domineering!

Shocking!

Third on the Phenomenon Ranking, Jian Wuzong, the most outstanding successor of Sword Sect, could not even draw his sword in the midst of a fight!

If news of this were to spread, it would definitely cause an uproar!

Nangong Ling's mind was in a mess.

If she had not witnessed it personally, she would not have imagined that Jian Wuzong would be defeated so thoroughly!

Under normal circumstances, Jian Wuzong had cultivated the All Swords phenomenon and obtained the recognition of the Sword Dao. Any sword cultivator would be suppressed in front of him!

However, the opposite seemed to be the case in this battle.

In front of Little Uncle-Master, Jian Wuzong was like a child who was beaten up so badly that he could not even draw his sword!

"What a strong physique! What strong melee combat!"

Wu Tianyu looked at the two people fighting on the long street and murmured softly.

On the long street, Jian Wuzong retreated continuously. The initial pride and composure on his face was replaced with panic.

He could not retaliate at all!

"Jian Wuzong was defeated?"

Many cultivators looked at this scene in disbelief.

Although the Phenomenon Ranking was a ranking of Perfected Jin Dan's strength, after entering the Nascent Soul realm, if nothing went wrong, cultivators who could be ranked on the ranking would definitely not be weak in combat!

Nobody expected that Jian Wuzong, who was third on the Phenomenon Ranking, would be defeated by an unknown green-robed cultivator!

Furthermore, as a sword cultivator, he had not unsheathed his sword the entire time!

This was truly a humiliation for sword cultivators!

"Don't be arrogant, thief!"

"Save Senior Brother!"

When the more than ten Sword Sect cultivators who were watching from the side saw Jian Wuzong in such a state, they could not care less and attacked one after another!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

One after another, sword beams were resplendent and sword qi crisscrossed, revealing their sharpness. They formed an impenetrable sword net that enveloped Su Zimo!

"What are you guys doing? Do you have any shame? Are you bullying him with numbers?!"

Ru Xuan could not hold it in and shouted.

Without a word, Nangong Ling and Yoo Han-yeon summoned their Dharmic weapons right away and conjured hand seals, prepared to help Su Zimo.

Clang!

At this moment, the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed resounded through the world!

A dazzling sword light appeared on the long street. It was white and dazzling as it pierced through the void!

The sword on Jian Wuzong's back was pulled out!

The sword was long and sharp with a chilling aura. Six Dharmic patterns shone on the sword in an extremely blinding manner – it was a connate Perfected Lord Dharmic weapon!

He was ranked third on the Phenomenon Ranking and the successor of the Sword Sect. It was only normal for him to possess a connate Perfected Lord Dharmic weapon!

The Dharmic sword had a powerful background and was known as the Startling Dharmic Sword. It was Jian Wuzong's Destiny Dharmic Weapon and also his reward for being third on the Phenomenon Ranking!

The expressions of the cultivators changed.

Who would have thought that at the very last moment, this sword would still be unsheathed!

Everyone knew that a sword cultivator who wielded a sword and was bare-handed was on a completely different level from a normal cultivator!

"If Jian Wuzong wields his sword, that green-robed man will be in danger."

"Yes, Jian Wuzong's swordsmanship is sharp, and he received the true teachings of the Sword Sect. If … hmm? Something's not right! "

The man's eyes widened and he suddenly couldn't continue.

Many cultivators noticed something amiss as well.

Nangong Ling focused her gaze and could not help but be shocked with disbelief in her eyes!

The Startling Dharmic Sword was not in Jian Wuzong's hands at all.

However, it was in Little Uncle-Master's hands!

The one who pulled out the Startling Dharmic Sword was not Jian Wuzong, but Su Zimo!

Not only was he going to beat the other party until he couldn't pull out his sword, he was going to snatch it away!

Right then, the sword qi net released by more than ten sword cultivators of Sword Sect had already descended. It was bone-chilling, as though it was going to slice the void into pieces!

Wielding the Startling Dharmic Sword, Su Zimo let out a long roar and slashed in reverse!

Rumble!

This sword slash actually produced the sound of waves roaring!

With his sword, Su Zimo released the intent of Raging Waves of the Sea Calming Manual!

Dharmic powers surged in midair and the sword beam was biting cold, as though it had turned into raging waves that collided heavily against the sword net!

Instantly, the sword cultivators felt as though they had fallen into a raging sea and could be drowned at any moment!

They were not the only ones.

Even the surrounding cultivators felt as though they were in the middle of a tsunami, swaying and spinning!

In the depths of the raging ocean, every single cultivator felt incomparably insignificant.

That was the true power of Heaven and Earth!

Wu Tianyu closed his eyes hurriedly and calmed his mind repeatedly to condense his Essence Spirit. It was only then that the feeling gradually dissipated.

"What a strong sword intent!"

The Soaring Feather Sect cultivators at the side were shocked and pale.

Wu Tianyu opened his eyes slowly and frowned slightly with a strange expression. He murmured softly, "Sword intent, huh …"

For some reason, he felt that there was something strange about the sword intent. It was as though it lacked the sharpness of the Sword Dao and was instead heavier!

Cling! Clang!

A series of metallic sounds echoed on the battlefield!

The sword net shattered!

All of the sword light dissipated in an instant, and peace returned to the world once again.

Nangong Ling and Yoo Han-yeon stopped in their tracks and dispersed the Dharmic seals on their fingertips.

That was because there was no need for it anymore.

Victory was decided with a single slash!

More than ten sword cultivators fell not far away with pale expressions. The swords in their hands were broken and their tips scattered all over the ground.

Some of the sword cultivators' purlicues were torn and fresh blood flowed. They could not hold onto their swords and threw them aside.

The grades of those swords were not low either.

They were either superior-grade or supreme-grade Perfected Lord Dharmic weapons.

But now, all of them were crippled and reduced to a pile of scrap metal!

The entire process seemed simple and was merely a single slash.

However, that was the result of Su Zimo's powerful physique coupled with the Connate Startling Dharmic Sword and the burst of his powerful saber intent!

On the long street, only a tall figure was left standing. His black hair fluttered and his green robes were upright. He wielded a sword with a calm expression.

Su Zimo raised the sword in his hand and flicked it gently.

The sword trembled and let out a buzzing sound that was clear and loud.

"Good sword,"

Su Zimo praised and said unquestionably, "It's mine now."

With that said, he put the Startling Dharmic Sword into his storage bag and walked out of the city.

Nangong Ling and the other two were stunned for a moment before following hurriedly.

This time round, no one in Wind Cloud City dared to stop Su Zimo!

Jian Wuzong had an indignant expression as he looked at Su Zimo's back view and grit his teeth. "Do you dare to return the Startling Dharmic Sword to me? Let's fight again! As long as I have the sword in my hand, I … "

Before Jian Wuzong could finish, the clothes on his body suddenly exploded into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Psst!

The next moment, the crowd was in an uproar!

"What are you doing?!"

Jian Wuzong surveyed his surroundings and realized that all the cultivators were staring at him with complicated gazes. There was shock, horror, pity and mockery …

"What are you guys looking at?!"

Jian Wuzong roared again with bloodshot eyes and a menacing expression.

"Senior Brother, y-your chest …"

A Sword Sect cultivator pointed at Jian Wuzong's chest with a trembling voice and an inexplicable fear.

Jian Wuzong lowered his head.

Unknowingly, his chest was sliced open by something and was dripping with blood. There were five words written in blood on it – Cultivate for another 500 years!

Jian Wuzong felt chills run down his spine and his limbs turn cold.

Those five words must have been written on his chest by the green-robed burly man Just Now when the two of them were fighting!

This meant that if the green-robed burly man wanted to kill him, he would have died countless times!

However, those five words were even worse than killing him!

Every single word was heartbreaking!

"Pfft!"

In front of everyone, Jian Wuzong was enraged by the blow and spat out a mouthful of blood, fainting on the spot.

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