The Sword God glanced at the kneeling Sword Servant and frowned, "You deserve to die for going against the Sword Pavilion."
As soon as he finished speaking, he had no choice but to move away from the Sword Soul and slash at the incoming person.
A nameless wooden sword, a simple sword, descended from the sky. The sky seemed to darken. Before the sword arrived, the person's legs were already pressed into the ground by the immense sword will.
The man raised both of his hands. With a flash of light and a loud crack, the man suddenly stopped and half of his body sank into the ground.
The weapon in his hands turned out to be a stick. The stick had already been broken in two, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
A wisp of astonishment and pain flashed on his face while his veins bulged, yet he gritted his teeth and persevered.
A simple sword strike was already so powerful. No wonder he was the Sword God.
Tang Zheng couldn't help but be speechless. If he were to fight against the Sword God with his own strength, it would be like an ant trying to shake a tree, unable to withstand a single blow.
"To be able to block my sword, you are not a nobody. If you still don't report your name, then you will become a nameless ghost under my sword." Sword God coldly said.
"Do you not care about the life and death of the sword slave?"
The Sword God coldly snorted and said, "They are dead. With me taking revenge, none of you should even think about leaving this place. All of you will be buried with them. That is enough."
The person who came was also a ruthless person. He roared, "Do it!"
Poof! Poof!
Streams of blood sprinkled down from the top of the crater, as if it was raining blood.
But Sword God did not even blink. He just slashed again. The newcomer roared with all his might and soared into the sky. The broken rod in his hands met the Nameless Sword.
Bang bang!
With two snapping sounds, the rod was shattered into pieces. The tip of the sword slashed towards his forehead. In the next moment, he seemed to be about to be split into two.
An expression of despair appeared in his eyes. He'd underestimated the Sword God's strength and determination. Not only was this person a sword maniac, he was also a cold-blooded person. So many Sword Slaves were unable to make him hold back.
The Sword God was indeed a cold-blooded person. For the sake of pursuing an even more formidable Sword Dao, for the sake of a higher cultivation, how could a mere Sword Servant make him stop?
In his heart, the importance of a Sword Soul far surpassed the life of a Sword Servant.
The man was filled with regret. He had been too reckless. He had rushed to the northeast as soon as he had received the news. Just as he had found out something, he had lost his life here.
However, he was not afraid. Instead, he showed a resolute expression because he was a warrior, a warrior of the country.
Bang!
With a loud sound, the War Soul Sword stopped in midair. The air violently fluctuated, and a long sword as black as ink was exposed in the air.
However, this sword was suspended in mid-air without any support, as if it was controlled by an invisible hand.
Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment. Even the Sword God stopped in his tracks and looked suspiciously at the black sword that had blocked his attack.
"Xiuzhe!" He suddenly frowned. "Powerful. He actually followed Seven Kills here."
With just one look, he could tell that this sword belonged to the person who fought Seven Kills, so he immediately figured out the whole story.
Seven Kills was lying on the ground, heavily injured, unable to move. He stared at Black Sword, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. It turned out that he had fallen for Black Sword's trap and had led the wolf into the house.
At the same time, he was filled with fear. He had been very careful along the way, but he had still been followed.
"Since you're here, why don't you show yourself? Why are you sneaking around?" The Sword God asked coldly. His voice echoed in the sinkhole like a sharp blade, stirring up every inch of space.
Every word drilled into Tang Zheng's ears, as if it was going to explode his head. He endured the pain and did not show himself as the Sword God wanted.
This time, he had no choice but to lend a helping hand because the person who came was someone he knew — Xu Yingtian.
Xu Yingtian was his ally, so he could not just watch as Xu Yingtian died under the Sword God's sword.
However, if he helped, it would be equivalent to exposing his whereabouts. If he wanted to catch him off guard, it would be even more difficult.
Especially when he received the Sword God's sword, he felt that his arm was about to break. The power of the Sword God's sword was too great.
"Hmph, you want to hide in front of me? Let's see if you have the ability." The Sword God did not hear a response and bellowed in anger. With a slash of the Nameless Sword, the Sky Pit was filled with sword images, leaving no place to hide.
Tang Zheng had no choice but to recall the War Soul Sword. With a sound of Dingdang, beautiful sparks flew in all directions, and Tang Zheng's figure was forced to be exposed.
"Whiz!"
The Sword God's figure flashed, and the Nameless Sword slashed towards Tang Zheng's direction. Tang Zheng gritted his teeth and used his sword to block, and with a crisp sound, Tang Zheng explosively retreated, his hands went numb, and the War Soul Sword actually fell to the ground. At the same time, his illusion technique had completely lost its effect, revealing his figure.
"You've finally appeared." The Sword God glared at Tang Zheng like a tiger eyeing its prey. In front of him, there had never been a junior who dared to be so unbridled and not put him in his eyes.
Xu Yingtian was suddenly startled as he looked at Tang Zheng in disbelief. No matter what, he did not expect Tang Zheng to be here and even save him from the gates of hell.
This peck and drink was truly a fortuitous encounter. If he did not maintain a good relationship with Tang Zheng, then Tang Zheng would not have helped him no matter what.
He could not help but rejoice that he made the decision to ally with Tang Zheng to deal with the Dragon Group. Not only was this beneficial to the National Security Bureau, it was also very important to him.
"You are Tian Chanzi's disciple. I want to see just how much you have learned from him." The Sword God walked step by step towards Tang Zheng with killing intent between his brows.
Tang Zheng waved his hand and the War Soul Sword flew back into his hand. He held the sword horizontally in front of his chest and faced the Sword God. He coldly said: "Since the Sword God is interested in sparring with me, then of course I will not disappoint you."
"Hmph, the ignorant are fearless. You are not your master, yet you dare to be so arrogant and condescending." The Sword God disdainfully said.
After he finished speaking, the Nameless Sword turned into a ray of light and slashed towards Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng readied himself for action as the Flying Immortals from Heaven Beyond Heaven Sword Technique was displayed in a fluid motion. Only the sound of 'ding ding dang dang' could be heard as Tang Zheng quickly retreated before fiercely crashing into the mountain wall, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
Tang Zheng wiped away the blood and looked at the calm and composed Sword God who did not even take a breath. He deeply felt the gap between them.
To be able to receive the Sword God's sword was already the limit. To think more would be an extravagant hope.
However, from these sword techniques, he also benefited a lot. The Sword God's sword was filled with an unparalleled sword intent. It was truly a rare sword technique.
Moreover, this sword technique was definitely not the rising sun, but another set of sword techniques that were even more profound.
The Sword God's sword techniques were outstanding, and he had more than one set of profound sword techniques. These sword techniques were all created by him, and he could truly be called a grandmaster of the way of the sword.
Tang Zheng was unable to probe his opponent's cultivation, but without a doubt, he was an expert in the Grandmaster Realm. To defeat him was as difficult as ascending to the heavens, and he did not dare to have such extravagant hopes. Thus, the most important thing was to obtain the sword spirit and then escape.
When Xu Yingtian saw that Tang Zheng was able to block several of his opponent's moves, he could not help but be secretly speechless. He had still underestimated Tang Zheng's strength. He was barely able to block the two sword strikes, but Tang Zheng was able to block all of them. The difference in strength between the two was obvious.
Of course, he was more concerned about whether or not he could leave safely.
The members of the National Security Bureau at the edge of the sinkhole saw that their director was in great danger, and some of them could not help but come down to help him.
Seeing this, Xu Yingtian quickly stopped this stupid action through the headset. He could not have the attitude of the Sword God who treated human lives like grass. He had to be responsible for his own members.
However, Xu Yingtian's heart was also in turmoil. After all, the opponent was the Sword God. It was still unknown whether Tang Zheng could escape with him.
Tang Zheng had his back against the mountain wall. He had no way to retreat. A sickly flush appeared on his face as he stared at the Sword God who was walking step by step.
Looking past the Sword God's shoulder, Tang Zheng locked onto the Sword Spirit. Suddenly, he thought of a plan and clenched his teeth: "This time I will gamble. Whether I live or die will depend on my luck."
A sword flew over, but Tang Zheng did not use his sword to block it. Instead, he waved his hands forward, and an aura of black clouds blotted out the sky and enveloped the sinkhole.
The Sword God's Nameless Sword attack came to an abrupt halt as it was blocked by a giant. The Four Symbols Venerable raised a leg and stomped down.
Boom!
The Sword God disappeared. The place he stood had already collapsed, and there was no trace of him anywhere else. It was as though he had been stepped on by the Four Symbols Venerable.
Seven Kills was stunned for a moment before he flew into a rage. "I'll kill you and avenge Master."
Xu Yingtian's heart skipped a beat as he watched this scene in disbelief. Could the Sword God have been stomped into minced meat so easily?
Tang Zheng did not care about the Sword God's life or death. He had to seize this rare opportunity to fuse with the sword spirit.
With a flash, he arrived in front of the sword spirit. The Battle Soul Sword stabbed at the sword spirit as a biting cold sword intent spread out in all directions.
The sword spirit's light enveloped the Battle Soul Sword and then enveloped the white bones below. The white bones emitted waves of white light.
Tang Zheng was overjoyed. He could already feel a strong sword intent seeping into the Battle Soul Sword. This seemed to be a fusion, and it was not as simple as he had imagined.
"Faster, faster." Tang Zheng's face revealed joy as he silently urged.
Suddenly, the joy on Tang Zheng's face came to an abrupt halt. The sword spirit's light violently pulsed, extremely unstable, and with an explosive sound, Tang Zheng fiercely smashed into the mountain wall, only then was he able to dissolve the power.
The sword spirit returned to its original state, but there was an obvious change. A wisp of clear Qi slowly rose from the white bones and floated above the sword spirit.
The clear Qi gathered and finally formed a person's face. This person swept his gaze over them and stared at them with an unfriendly gaze. He said coldly, "You want to steal my sword spirit, how can I let you do as you wish?"
"Who are you?" Tang Zheng was overwhelmed with shock as he looked at the other party in disbelief.
"Sword Spirit Master." The other party said arrogantly.
It was just a remnant soul.
Tang Zheng curled his lips. His Fiery Eyes of Truth immediately saw through the true identity of this wisp of clear Qi.
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