"Jianchen, since you want to exterminate my Hei Yun clan, then don't blame me for being merciless. For the sake of the Hei Yun clan, I will kill you today." The ancestor of the Hei Yun clan shouted. Immediately after, the yellow greatsword in his hand emitted a powerful Sword Qi that shot towards Jianchen.
Although Jian Chen was heavily injured, his battle prowess was still very strong. He immediately shot up from the ground and dodged the Sword Qi shot out by the ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan.
"Boom!"
The Sword Qi shot out by the old ancestor of the Heiyun clan was like a highly explosive bomb, ruthlessly bombarding the place where Jian Chen had been lying. Following a violent explosion, the soil and weeds were sent flying into the air, covering the sky and blocking the sun, completely blocking the line of sight.
In the midst of the dust, Jianchen's body shot towards the Hei Yun clan's ancestor like a cannonball. The Light Wind Sword emitted a powerful Sword Qi and was surrounded by a layer of purple and green Sword Qi, making it very conspicuous.
The Hei Yun clan's ancestor's eyes revealed a trace of disdain, "What a pitiful life. However, you are still an Earth Saint Master. You are simply not my opponent. Resistance is futile." As soon as he finished speaking, the ancestor of the Heiyun clan waved his huge sword. Another powerful Sword Qi broke free from the huge sword and shot towards Jian Chen with lightning speed.
Jianchen gritted his teeth and remained silent. His eyes flashed with a sharp light as he immediately used the Illusory Flash, leaving behind an afterimage in his original position. He narrowly dodged the Sword Qi and took the opportunity to appear in front of the Hei Yun clan's ancestor, thrusting out his Light Wind Sword.
The Hei Yun clan's ancestor sneered. The greatsword in his hand once again emitted a dazzling yellow light. A powerful surge of energy shook the air, causing the space around the greatsword to distort. At the same time, a powerful pressure once again descended on Jianchen's body, causing Jianchen's body to become extremely heavy. It was as if a large rock was pressing down on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.
The Patriarch of the Black Cloud Clan had once again used a high-grade Earth Rank Battle Skill. With his strength as a Heaven Saint Master, using a high Earth Tier Battle Skill was a piece of cake. He did not need to make any preparations and could use it instantly.
"I'd like to see how tough your life is." The eyes of the ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan were cold and gloomy. He didn't conceal his strong killing intent. Shortly after, a yellow light flashed, and the huge sword in his hand stabbed towards Jianchen as fast as lightning.
Right now, Jianchen's Light Wind Sword was only a meter away from the ancestor's body. At this moment, his body was restricted by the pressure of the Battle Skill, making it difficult for him to even take a step forward. Every step he took required a great deal of energy. When the ancestor's attack landed on his body, his sword would definitely not be able to pierce through the Patriarch's body.
A strange smile suddenly appeared on Jianchen's face. The Light Wind Sword in his hand suddenly broke free from the restraints of his hand. It was as if it had transformed into an immortal sword. Without anyone controlling it, the sword flew out from Jianchen's hand and pierced towards the ancestor's heart with an unbelievable speed.
"Pu!"
This sudden turn of events caught the Black Cloud ancestor off guard. The Light Wind Sword pierced through his heart and came out from his back, leaving behind a trail of blood.
At the same time that the Light Wind Sword pierced through the ancestor's heart, the huge sword in his hand also pierced through Jianchen's chest. The surging energy contained within the huge sword was like a tidal wave that surged through Jianchen's body. Jianchen's five viscera and six bowels were pulverized. Finally, an intense wave of energy began to wreak havoc in Jianchen's body.
Jianchen opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face became incomparably pale. The blood that flowed out from his chest quickly dyed the white fur of the little tiger in his arms red.
Within Jianchen's Dantian, the Azure and Violet Sword Spirits trembled slightly. Immediately after, a formless suction force appeared and sucked in the energy that was still wreaking havoc in Jianchen's body, preventing it from further destroying Jianchen's chest.
The ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan was not in a good state either. His heart had been crushed by the Light Wind Sword, and when the Light Wind Sword had passed through his body, it had left behind an extremely pure Sword Qi that wreaked havoc in his body. Although he was a Heaven Saint Master, his five viscera and six bowels were much weaker than Jianchen's. Even though the Sword Qi that the Light Wind Sword had left in his body was not as strong as the Sword Qi that he had left in Jianchen's body, it was still able to destroy his five viscera and six bowels, causing him to be heavily injured.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of the ancestor's mouth as he coldly stared at Jianchen. In a deep voice, he said, "You truly are worthy of being the champion of the Mercenary Tournament, the King of Mercenaries. You really do have some ability. I've underestimated you, to actually force me into such a miserable state. Even if you die, you should be proud." After saying that, the ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan tightly gripped the greatsword that had pierced through Jianchen's chest. Just as he was about to cut Jianchen's chest in half, an ear-piercing sound came from behind, causing the ancestor's face to change greatly.
"Pu!"
The Black Cloud Clan's ancestor's throat was immediately torn apart as blood spurted out from his throat. The Light Wind Sword that had pierced through his heart suddenly returned to its original path and pierced through his throat from behind while he was completely unprepared for it.
The ancestor's face was filled with shock as he no longer cared about killing Jianchen. He immediately pulled out the greatsword that had pierced through Jianchen's chest and flew up into the sky.
"Sou!" The sound of the Light Wind Sword tearing through the air could be heard again. It was as if the Light Wind Sword had transformed into a divine sword that was brimming with intelligence. Without anyone controlling it, it flew up from below and chased after the ancestor at an extremely fast speed.
The Light Wind Sword flashed under the ancestor's feet and dyed the sky red with blood. The ancestor's legs were immediately cut off and fell from the sky.
The ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan let out a blood-curdling scream as his body flew five hundred meters into the sky. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked down at the Light Wind Sword that was flying alone in the sky. His face was filled with disbelief.
Seeing the ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan fly five hundred meters into the sky, Jianchen's heart was also filled with shock. A Heaven Saint Master's life force was actually this strong. His Light Wind Sword had first pierced through the ancestor's heart and then through his throat, yet he was still alive. This was something that Jianchen found hard to believe. A Heaven Saint Master was not only strong, but also had a tenacious life force.
It was a pity that he could only control the Light Wind Sword up to a range of 200 meters. Now that the ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan was 500 meters in the air, there was nothing he could do. Even if he used his Divine Sense to control the Light Wind Sword, he wouldn't be able to reach that range. If he went beyond 200 meters, his control over the Light Wind Sword would become weaker and weaker. If he went beyond 300 meters, he would lose control of the sword.
The Light Wind Sword turned into a streak of white light and flew back into Jianchen's hand. Even though Jianchen's face was pale and his body was heavily injured, he was still unwilling to let the ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan go so easily. Purple and green Sword Qi were emitted from the Light Wind Sword. With a wave of his sword, more than ten purple and green Sword Qi were shot into the sky by Jianchen.
The ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan floated high in the sky with a gloomy face. His current appearance was even more frightening. There was a fist-sized hole in his chest where his heart should have been. From this hole, one could even see the scene behind him. There was also a smaller hole in his neck. His throat had been ruptured and his flesh was mangled. It was a ghastly sight, but even so, he was still alive.
Seeing the purple and green Sword Qi coming from below, the ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan hurriedly moved his body and dodged the attack. His eyes were filled with hatred as he glared at Jianchen and quickly flew away.
Right now, the two wounds on his body were very serious. Although they wouldn't take his life in a short period of time, they still needed to be treated as soon as possible. If he continued to stay, then with Jianchen's strange abilities, he might really die here today.
Jianchen had no way of stopping the ancestor from leaving. He could only stand there and watch as the ancestor disappeared from his sight.
After the ancestor of the Black Cloud Clan left, Jianchen also let out a sigh of relief. After today's battle, he had a certain understanding of Heaven Saint Masters. If it weren't for his Spirit Sword Manipulation ability, then he really wouldn't have been able to heavily injure a Heaven Saint Master. The threat of the purple and green Sword Qi to these kind of experts was very small. It was unlike the Earth Saint Masters, where any Saint Weapon that was hit by the purple and green Sword Qi would be heavily injured.
"Looks like I have to think of a way to let the Sword Spirits recover. Only by letting them recover some of their strength will I be able to borrow even more Sword Qi." Jianchen's face was pale as he sat on the ground in exhaustion. Now that the Sword Spirits were no longer a threat to Heaven Saint Masters, he had to think of a way to let them recover their strength. This was because the Sword Spirits in his dantian were still very weak. Their strength was not even one ten-thousandth of their peak state.
The White Tiger in his bosom was lying on Jianchen's chest. It stuck out its tongue and licked the blood on Jianchen's body with an expression of thirst.
Jianchen rested for a moment before taking the White Tiger down from his chest and placing it on the ground beside him. He then sat down cross-legged and prepared to use his Radiant Saint Force to heal himself.
"Wuwuwuwu … Wuwuwu …" After leaving Jianchen's chest, the White Tiger immediately became unhappy. It continuously let out sounds of "wuwuwu" as it struggled to crawl on the ground with its four short limbs. After a great deal of effort, it finally climbed onto Jianchen's legs. Its two front paws leaned on Jianchen's body as it stood up like a human and hungrily licked the blood on Jianchen's body.
Seeing the White Tiger's appearance, Jianchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He endured the pain on his body and took off his blood-soaked clothes and threw them on the ground. He then gently placed the little tiger beside his blood-soaked clothes.
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