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Home > Fantasy > Dokushin Kendo > Chapter 1592

Chapter 1592

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The silver divine armor reflected a dazzling silvery-white luster under the sunlight.

The two swords in his hands glowed with divine light.

More than a dozen five-star Martial Saints died one after another.

Chu Mu's figure crossed paths with two six-star mid-level Martial Saints in an instant. Sparks flew as they clashed.

His figure turned in the air like a swallow flying back. His two swords were like a pair of wings as they streaked across the sky. He charged at the six-star mid-level Martial Saints on the left at an even faster speed.

Chu Mu's every move attracted everyone's attention, making it impossible for them to look away.

The five six-star Martial Saints who were trapped by the level-four puppet formation were still fighting against the puppet formation.

Although puppets didn't have much intelligence, their bodies were extremely tough due to the materials they were made from. Their defensive abilities were amazing. As long as their cores weren't destroyed and their energy wasn't depleted, they could continue fighting. Even if their limbs were broken, it wouldn't affect them too much.

The nine four-star Martial Saints formed puppets weren't weak. After forming the level-four puppet formation, they had the strength of a six-star Martial Saint. Moreover, the enemy's attacks would all be diverted and guided by the puppet formation. Only one-ninth of the attacks would actually hit them.

The attacks that could originally injure them were no longer a threat after being weakened by one-ninth.

They didn't know much about the puppet formation and didn't know its secrets. They didn't have Chu Mu's ability to analyze the puppet formation's flaws and so on. They could only dodge and counterattack, and their strength was constantly depleted.

"We have to think of a way to break out of the encirclement. Otherwise, when most of their strength is depleted, only death awaits us." The five six-star Martial Saints looked extremely grim.

Although they were just ordinary Martial Saints, they were still six-star Martial Saints. In their respective sects, they enjoyed extremely high authority and status. They were highly respected. Unlike now, they were surrounded by a group of cold, unintelligent puppets and were in imminent danger.

On the other side, Chu Mu was engaged in an intense battle with two six-star mid-level Martial Saints.

To everyone's astonishment, Chu Mu was able to fight against two six-star mid-level Saint Realm experts on his own.

For a moment, the two six-star mid-level Saint Realm masters couldn't do anything to Chu Mu, and Chu Mu couldn't do anything to them. Both sides were evenly matched.

The two six-star mid-level Martial Saints each held a sword in their hands, while their left hands performed a spell.

It just so happened that both of them had mastered fire-type magical techniques. As they unleashed their techniques, streams of flames shot out like meteors and fiery meteors, all of which bombarded Chu Mu.

There were no blind spots in all directions. There was nowhere to hide.

Chu Mu stood in the air without moving. His two swords suddenly trembled and disappeared in an instant. Only strands of sword light could be seen descending from the sky. They were so dense that they looked like thousands of willows on the riverbank.

Thousand Weeping Willow Sword Form!

The Acalanatha Sword Form and the Thousand Weeping Willow Sword Form were the two great defensive sword forms that Chu Mu had comprehended from the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Steles. They were also the two most powerful defensive sword forms that he had mastered. After a long period of cultivation, Chu Mu had already mastered these two sword forms and comprehended their essence.

His primordial spirit had broken through from the peak of the second level to the third level. While his comprehension had improved, he had also experienced a thorough comprehension. His understanding of the various sword forms had deepened. Naturally, his grasp of the essence of the two great defensive sword forms had deepened as well. He was only a thin line away from comprehending the true meaning of the sword.

However, this thin line was like the distance between the sea and the sky. They seemed to be connected, but they were actually thousands of miles apart.

After comprehending the essence, Chu Mu understood better how to use these two defensive sword forms better. He was also glad that he didn't choose to cultivate only one of them.

The Motionless Wisdom King Sword Style was more suitable for close combat. In short, it was better for defending against physical attacks. On the other hand, the Thousand Threads Sword Style was different. It was more suitable for long-range attacks that were inclined towards energy attacks.

At this moment, the attacks of the two six-star mid-level Martial Saints were energy-based attacks. Chu Mu naturally used the Thousand Weeping Willow Sword Form to defend himself. The effect would be better than the Acalanatha Sword Form.

Under the Thousand Weeping Willow Sword Style, the flames that bombarded Chu Mu unceasingly attacked Chu Mu's body. However, under the thin threads of sword light, they were weakened layer by layer. Before they could even approach Chu Mu's body, they disappeared without a trace.

"He blocked it!"

"He actually blocked it."

"What sword form is that? How can it be so terrifying?"

The fire-based spells of the two six-star mid-level Martial Saints were extremely powerful. Even a beginner six-star Martial Saint wouldn't dare to take it head-on. However, Chu Mu had blocked it with a single sword form.

No, other than the sword form, it must be the power of the armor. That was what everyone thought.

Yes, no one believed that a beginner one-star Martial Saint would be able to fight against a six-star mid-level Martial Saint with his own strength.

After defending himself with one move, Chu Mu took the opportunity to perform the Cloud Piercing Sword Form.

Tens of thousands of clouds appeared and locked onto the two mid-level Six Star Saint Realm experts. They felt that their movements were affected and became sluggish. Their expressions changed. They had seen how those Five Star Saint Realm experts had died.

An extremely condensed Sword Light pierced through the clouds silently and pierced towards the six-star mid-level Martial Saint on the left.

Just as he was about to explode with power to counterattack, Chu Mu's eyes flashed. An invisible force shot out at an indescribable speed and shot into the spiritual world of the six-star mid-level Martial Saint.

A short and thin black needle exuded a chilling aura. It was as if it came from the abyss and descended with the power to take one's life.

The Soulpiercing Needle was a second-grade Soulpiercing Needle. It was executed by Chu Mu's third-grade primordial spirit. It was even more powerful than a second-grade primordial spirit.

Chu Mu didn't expect the Soulpiercing Needle to be able to destroy the six-star mid-level Martial Saint's primordial spirit unless his primordial spirit was at the second-grade. However, for a six-star Martial Saint, his primordial spirit would be at the third-grade or at the very least, beginner third-grade.

This was the case for the primordial spirit. There was a huge difference between each grade of primordial spirit.

For example, a third-grade primordial spirit cultivator who didn't cultivate any primordial spirit secret techniques would have a hard time destroying his primordial spirit with a second-grade primordial spirit secret technique. At most, the primordial spirit would have some impact. This was under the condition that the difference in strength between the two parties wasn't too great.

If the difference in strength between the two parties was too great, the impact would be reduced infinitely. It could even be resisted.

Grades were the iron law.

However, the second-grade Soulpiercing Needle released by Chu Mu's high-grade third-grade primordial spirit was much more powerful than an ordinary second-grade Soulpiercing Needle. It tore through layers of divine spirit barriers and shot towards the opponent's primordial spirit.

The opponent didn't cultivate any primordial spirit secret technique.

He used his early-grade third-grade primordial spirit to forcefully resist the attack. His mind was fully focused on his spiritual world and had no time to care about anything else.

The consequence of this was that he couldn't resist Chu Mu's sword. The other six-star mid-level Martial Saint couldn't save him in time. The speed of the Cloud Piercing Sword Style was too fast.

The sword pierced through the air and pierced through the opponent's forehead. The opponent's body trembled. The impact of the attack made his mind unable to concentrate. The Soulpiercing Needle pierced into the opponent's primordial spirit. With the power of the sword, the opponent's primordial spirit was destroyed and killed.

Chu Mu's opponents went from two six-star mid-level Martial Saints to one.

"Killed."

"He actually killed a six-star mid-level Martial Saint."

Chu Mu naturally wouldn't let go of this six-star mid-level Martial Saint. Without hesitation, he used the Soulpiercing Needle to attack the opponent's primordial spirit.

If the Soulpiercing Needle reached third-grade, it would be able to kill the opponent in one strike. However, it was only second-grade. Although it couldn't kill the opponent, it could still cause a certain impact.

Facing an opponent like Chu Mu, a certain impact was enough to be fatal.

The Soulpiercing Needle's formless impact entered the opponent's spiritual world. The six-star mid-level Martial Saint shuddered. Chu Mu's sword had arrived.

It was still the Cloud Piercing Sword Style.

The Cloud Piercing Sword Style was Chu Mu's fastest sword style.

The sword pierced through the clouds and killed the opponent in an instant.

Two six-star mid-level Martial Saints were both dead. At this point, Chu Mu's opponents were all dead.

In this battle and the previous battle, Chu Mu alone had killed six hundred Martial Saints. It was a terrifying scene.

Huang Xiaolong was simply a god of death.

Of the five Six-Star Martial Saints trapped by the fourth-grade puppet formation, one had already died. There were still four of them left, and they were still struggling in the corner. This was equivalent to a deathbed struggle.

The Battle King Gate's first envoy and second envoy were still fighting against the fifth-grade and sixth-grade puppet formations.

Chu Mu stopped circulating the Sword God's Descent. The battle had been going on for a long time, and the Sword God's Descent's energy was almost depleted.

At this time, the Battle King Gate's first envoy suddenly barked at the second envoy, "Go."

"What?" The second envoy didn't react in time.

"The situation isn't right, go!" The first envoy barked again, and a tyrannical force erupted from his body. After resisting the puppet's attack, he borrowed the force to retreat. The second envoy also reacted. Since the first envoy said that the situation wasn't right, he also realized that something was wrong. However, his brain wasn't as agile as the first envoy. Adding on the fact that he was still enraged, he didn't react in time.

However, he had always trusted the first envoy. Seeing that the first envoy was about to make a move, he also resisted the puppet's attack and retreated. With a loud bang, he burst out with speed and fled.

"He ran?"

"What's going on?"

"Why did the Battle King Gate's first envoy and second envoy run away? Don't tell me they don't care about the other envoys? "

Only then did everyone realize what had happened. From the time the Battle King Gate's thirteen envoys and six star Martial Saints had entered the True Sword Sect's territory until now, fifteen minutes had passed. Comparing their strength to the True Sword Sect's disciples and True Sword Sect's True Sword Sect's disciples, those who should've been killed should've been killed, and those who should've been captured should've been captured.

But why was there no movement from the Battle King Gate's side until now? They didn't see any silhouettes, nor did they hear any sound. It was as if they had left for good.

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