Nan Lingsha retracted her gaze.
At this moment, she saw Zhu Minglang's palm. His palm was covered in sword tattoos that glowed with the light of blood!
She looked at the Stegosaurus again. It had finally drunk the last bit of blood from Wen Mengru's purlicue, just like the blood that Zhu Minglang had left on the sword spirit when he practiced his sword every day.
Most of the time, the man in front of her gave Nan Lingsha the impression that he was gentle and easygoing, even reserved and undisciplined. But right now, Zhu Minglang's eyes were like flames, making it hard for her to look straight at him.
His aura was changing drastically as the sword tattoos spread. He was heroic, fierce, and unruly …
"Let me see your true face." Nan Lingsha shook her head, indicating that she did not want to choose another opponent.
Since these people were all here for Zhu Minglang …
Then she would let Zhu Minglang deal with them himself.
Moreover, Nan Lingsha also knew that it was unnecessary for her to come and protect him.
What she needed to do was just watch …
"Alright."
"I thought that I would never be able to wield a sword again in my life, but Mo Xie's existence changed everything."
Zhu Minglang said to Nan Lingsha, as if he was talking to himself.
At the peak of the tomb, behind the giant general statue, two sneaky figures had already arrived.
One of them was holding a black sword. The sword was shrouded in dark fog, and Zhao Wu was also shrouded in a strange shadow.
He was getting closer to Zhu Minglang.
At the same time, he was also watching the Stegosaurus in the air.
Zhao Chen was further behind, but there was a bone dragon in front of him. This bone dragon was extremely sinister, and was even more terrifying in this tomb.
In terms of size, the bone dragon was not huge, but the people on the wall could see that it was a bone dragon lord!
Another monarch.
Those who dared to climb to the highest peak of the tomb seemed to have the strength of a monarch!
The two royal brothers were determined to attack Zhu Minglang. They didn't want to waste their energy on Stegosaurus.
They were very close to Zhu Minglang!
Finally, Zhao Wu made the first move.
His body was like a dove in the night, as he quickly flitted past the colossal general statue. The black sword in his hand even formed a black wind sword aura, making his move even more swift and strange!
At the same time, the lines on Zhu Minglang's palm were extremely bright.
Even though Zhu Minglang knew there was a killing intent behind him, he did not turn around. He stretched out his hand and exhaled.
"Stegosaurus — Sword Awakens!"
Stegosaurus flew through the air. Its blade was so hot that it looked like it had just been taken out of a furnace.
It flew towards Zhu Minglang.
It flew into Zhu Minglang's hand!
Zhu Minglang held it firmly. In an instant, a sword aura swept out with Zhu Minglang as the center.
This sword aura wasn't any kind of aura, but more like a heatwave released from a furnace. One could see that the boiling hot aura was like heavenly fire falling into the mortal world. It surged violently, magnificent and terrifying!
The sword hilt wrapped around Zhu Minglang's arm.
The sword patterns on his palm resonated with the patterns on the sword hilt. The Inscription of Blood Jade sealed within the sword was completely awakened at this moment!
However, the power was no longer purely erupting from Stegosaurus's body.
Stegosaurus and Zhu Minglang had become one. The Soul of Blood Jade seemed to awaken in Zhu Minglang's soul. The ancient sword was vast and mighty, but it was on Zhu Minglang's body!
"I am a mayfly."
"Sword of Heavenly Swan!"
Zhu Minglang muttered, but at this moment, he elegantly slashed behind him!
His sword was clean and neat, without the slightest variation. However, this sword style was too familiar to him, as if it was branded in his soul. In the eyes of others, Zhu Minglang seemed to be standing still with a sword in his hand …
But he had already slashed out. The sword energy he slashed out was like the dawn breaking, like the moonlight in the dark night.
Black Sword Zhao Wu, who had come to attack, was overshadowed by Zhu Minglang's attack. When the sword slashed across his body, his movement came to an abrupt halt!
He stopped there, and a red mark appeared on his chest.
Suddenly, a mist of blood spurted out from the mark. The surrounding people could even hear the sound of blood spurting out. It was extremely horrifying.
The black sword fell from his hand. Zhao Wu knelt on the ground and buried his head. He didn't move, but blood continued to spurt out from his chest, dyeing a large patch of black soil in front of him red.
"Crack!" The general colossus was suddenly cut off in the upward trajectory of its slash.
The colossus's legs and the parts above its legs were slipping apart.
"Boom!!!!"
The colossus fell, causing the Tomb of the Nine Armies to shake once again.
On the Maze Wall, tens of thousands of people felt their souls shiver at the same time.
The stone statue that stood like a symbol on the Tomb of the Nine Armies, the largest stone statue on the Tomb of the Nine Armies, was cut down by a single slash!
And this person was the person who had fallen after provoking all the geniuses of the factions — — Zhu Minglang!
The Tomb of the Nine Armies was the tallest mountain in the Tomb of the Nine Armies, and Zhu Minglang was standing at the highest point. He stood there for a long time, as if he had never attacked. However, that simple slash from the back shocked hundreds of thousands of people in the Imperial Capital!
… …
The wind blew gently, messing up the hair.
His aura was like a rainbow, but the surrounding air was still as calm as before.
Wen Mengru's heart couldn't calm down for a long time. She could feel the power of that slash, but it was so fast that even the wind couldn't react to it!
When practicing the sword, one must first practice the sword wind.
If the power of the sword was strong enough and fast enough, the air would be stirred up, forming a strong sword wind.
But Zhu Minglang's sword had clearly torn open Zhao Wu's chest, clearly broken the colossus of the general in half, clearly powerful enough to create a storm because of the force of the sword, but it did not create any waves of air, nor did it cause any disturbance in the wind …
Wen Mengru took a deep breath.
She slightly tightened her grip on the sword in her hand. Although the web between her thumb and forefinger still hurt, as a swordmaster, this kind of injury was nothing.
A swordmaster wasn't just about cultivation.
It was also about the realm of the sword.
A person with a high realm of the sword could fight against a monarch rank expert even if they only used the cultivation of a main rank.
Wen Mengru had asked her sister why she had lost so miserably even though her cultivation wasn't weak. Her sister had told her that Zhu Minglang's realm of the sword was extremely high. If his cultivation could be further stabilized and improved, even she wouldn't be a match for Zhu Minglang.
However, at that time, Zhu Minglang was only seventeen years old.
In the past, she didn't know what the realm of the sword was.
Now that she knew, she wanted to know even more about the difference between them!
Wen Mengru walked towards the highest point of Mausoleum Mountain.
Since Zhu Minglang was wielding a sword again.
All the more reason for her to fight again!
"Perhaps, as he said, it is impossible for us to defeat him alone. However, there are some things that I will not give up!" Huo Shang Jun said in a low voice.
Ye Guang of Divine Mortal Academy glanced at the wound on his shoulder.
It wasn't very deep.
Similarly, his gaze was fixed on Zhu Minglang.
In Divine Mortal Academy, no one was more dazzling than him … …
In the Imperial Capital, no one was more dazzling!
He once again ascended Mausoleum Mountain.
At the same time, the other powerhouses who were confident in their strength also ascended the mountain.
Zhu Minglang wanted all of them to scram. Now that he had displayed his strength, the best way to deal with this was for everyone to join forces and get rid of Zhu Minglang first!
How could the spiritual talents of so many powerhouses be left to Zhu Minglang alone?
Only by getting rid of Zhu Minglang could they slowly divide the battle.
The geniuses of the powerhouses were not convinced.
Most of them were not willing to let Zhu Minglang monopolize all the spiritual talents!
In an instant, all the disciples of the powerhouses of the Nine Armies Mausoleum Mountain, First Disciples, First Seats, and even those who had been hiding their true strength, all rushed towards Mausoleum Mountain!
Zhu Minglang's sword had already made everyone realize that he was the biggest threat.
More importantly, he had already announced that he was everyone's enemy!
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