This voice was extremely calm and indifferent, but it was like the curse of a ghost. The scene suddenly fell silent, and not a sound could be heard!
The black-clothed man named Jian 98 had just taken out the All Phenomenon Token. Before he could send out a message, his hands froze in the air. A different expression appeared on his cold face besides disdain.
Of course, it was shock and suspicion!
The other seven men also froze on the spot. They looked in the direction of the voice, their eyes filled with disbelief.
A white-clothed man slowly floated up from an abyss. His white hair was messy and covered in dirt. There were also eight huge bloody wounds on his skin. Blood kept flowing out, staining his ragged white robe.
It was even to the extent that his face was covered in blood. His appearance could be said to be extremely miserable!
However, there was a smile on his face. Yes, although it was covered by blood, one could still see it clearly. It was a confident and satisfied smile.
However, in the eyes of the eight sword sealers, this smile and face looked like a blood-soaked Asura. A chill ran down their spines. They couldn't help but shiver. Cold sweat the size of beans seeped out, instantly wetting their robes!
This blood-soaked white-clothed man was naturally Wutian. Eight Mind Swords that were comparable to Royal Weapons had injured him. If it were anyone else, they would have been half-dead, if not half-dead. However, for Wutian, who had a strong physical body, he only needed to drink some monkey wine and recuperate for a few days to recover.
However, Wutian only had one word for this injury. It was worth it!
According to Wutian's calculations, with the strength of his physical body, he could at most withstand ten full-strength attacks from a Royal Weapon. This number seemed small, but if it spread out, it would definitely cause a great shock in the five continents.
Whoosh!
A bottle of Monkey Wine appeared. Wutian raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. In an instant, pure essence rolled through his body. The eight bleeding wounds on his skin scabbed over in just a dozen breaths of time.
"You're not dead!" The black-clothed leader finally couldn't help but exclaim. He looked at Wutian as if he were looking at a monster.
Wutian teased, "Do you really want me to die?"
"You should die!"
The black-clothed man clenched his fists, his complexion dark and gloomy. No one knew better than him just how powerful the heart swords were. But, when the eight heart swords struck this person, they actually weren't fatal. No, it wasn't that they weren't fatal, but that there were no signs of serious injuries.
Just how strong was this person's body? What was it made of? How could he be so abnormal? This was not only the black-clothed man's thought, but also the doubt in the hearts of the others.
"The experiment is over. Next, do you want to come up one by one or all together? I think in order not to waste time, you guys should come together! "Wutian's body shook, and the dust on his clothes were all shaken off. He calmly looked at several people.
"Experiment?"
The man in the lead was taken aback. Soon after, his expression changed as a terrifying thought appeared in his mind. Could it be that Wutian had been standing there motionless and allowing the Heart Sword to bombard him just to test the strength of his body?
If that was the case, then it would be too inconceivable.
Who in the world would dare to do something so crazy? Was he not afraid of being blasted into smithereens when he wasn't even sure he could do it?
However, the last sentence instantly dispelled this thought, and it was replaced by boundless anger. Because this was a blatant contempt.
The 99 Sword Sealers were all famous powerhouses in the South Sparrow Continent. At the same time, they were also the symbol of the Sword Sect. There was a popular saying in the South Sparrow Continent, "When the Sword Sealers appear, the weather changes and the earth sinks." This showed how important the Sword Sealers were in the hearts of the people of the South Sparrow Continent.
Therefore, they had long since cultivated a high and mighty attitude. They viewed life as grass and everything else as ants. Even when facing a Defiant of the Heavens, facing the legendary Wutian, this attitude had never changed.
But now, this person actually dared to say that he wanted to fight all eight of them alone. If this wasn't naked contempt, then what was?
"The dignity of a Sword Sealer is not something an ant can challenge. Today, I, Jian Ninety-eight, will let you know that I, the Sword Sealer, am the heavens and all living things must rise and fall!"
The man in black with the Ten Thousand Elephant Token clenched his fist. The incomparably tough Ten Thousand Elephant Token turned to dust and fell to the ground. Then, he walked forward step by step. His aura was like a rainbow. His black hair fluttered in the wind. Sword Qi shot out from his eyes and tore through the void!
Wutian shook his head and sighed. Why do people nowadays always like to use their aura to suppress others?
Without saying anything, Wutian stepped forward and arrived in front of Jian Ninety-eight in an instant. He punched out. An invisible force was like a natural disaster. Before it even got close, the skin on Jian Ninety-eight's chest caved in. Even the sound of his ribs breaking could be heard!
"Such power!"
Jian Ninety-eight's expression changed drastically as he spat out a mouthful of blood. The Heart Sword appeared in front of his chest. But under the fist, it was as fragile as a dead tree. With a metallic sound, it was directly smashed into pieces!
"The Heart Sword is broken?!" The other seven people were shocked.
"Puff!"
The shattering of the Heart Sword caused a fatal injury to Jian Ninety-eight. He bent over and covered his chest with his hands as if his heart had been shattered. His face was pale and twisted. Blood spurted out of his mouth and dyed his entire body red!
Furthermore, from the hands that were covering his chest, one could clearly see two five-inch bloody wounds in the shape of a cross. It was as if an invisible giant hand was forcefully tearing apart his flesh and blood, rapidly spreading in all directions!
"Jian Ninety-eight!"
The seven men exclaimed and hurriedly surrounded Jian Ninety-eight. However, before they could get close, a three-foot-long sword flew out of Jian Ninety-eight's head and fell to the ground with a clang.
This sword was the Imperial Divine Weapon that Jian Ninety-eight had integrated into his mind. However, compared to its initial brilliance and sharpness, it was now dim and spiritless, like an ordinary weapon.
"Puff! This person is very strong. I cannot defeat him. I need Jian Ten's help … "
Jian Ninety-eight spat out these words weakly. His body slumped to the ground as if he had lost all his strength. His eyes slowly closed and his breathing and heartbeat gradually stopped. In the end, only a cold corpse was left.
"So weak?" Wutian was surprised.
"Wutian, I want you to die without a burial place!" A man in black was enraged. His entire body was brimming with killing intent. He activated his Heart Sword and slashed at Wutian.
"No!" The leader of the men in black shouted. At the same time, he and the others stepped forward to stop this impulsive comrade of theirs.
Unfortunately, he was one step too late. Along with the sound of metal clashing, a seemingly ordinary fist smashed the Sword of the Heart into pieces. Without a doubt, this person followed in the footsteps of the 98 Sword and died on the spot!
"Jian Ninety-seven!"
The remaining men in black were extremely sorrowful. Before this, they all said that Wutian was a piece of trash. They were even worse than ants and couldn't withstand a single blow.
However, in the next moment, they were the ones who couldn't withstand a single blow. What a dramatic scene this was. It was like slapping their own faces. It was a burning pain.
"Wutian's strength is beyond our imagination. We are no match for him. Let's go find Jian Ten and avenge our three dead brothers!" The leader of the men in black said in a low voice.
"Jian Ten's cultivation is only one step away from the Initial Success Stage. With the Heart and Sword as One, he can exert the combat power of the peak of the Initial Success Stage. It won't be difficult to kill him. Let's go!"
After killing three of their comrades in one move, the six of them weren't naive enough to think that they could kill Wutian. They decisively chose to escape, even leaving the bodies of their comrades behind. It wasn't that they were heartless. It was because Wutian had taken the initiative to kill them. They couldn't afford to be indecisive.
"It's too late to escape now!" Wutian sneered. The Heaven-defying Realm rose and fell from the sky, covering one of the men in black.
The man's face suddenly changed because he found that he couldn't move his body. He couldn't even summon the Heart Sword in his body.
When he finally summoned the Heart Sword, a fist rapidly enlarged in his eyes. Then, he felt as if his head was about to explode. A heart-wrenching pain rushed to his heart like a tide. His consciousness was annihilated on the spot!
Looking at the headless body in front of him, Wutian waved his hand and expelled it from the Heaven-defying Realm. Then, his figure flashed again and again. He was like a reaper. Every time he stopped, there would be a tragic death and a headless body!
"What a terrifying guy!"
Guigu 'zi, who was hiding in the dark, was horrified. The strength of these Sword Sealers was at the early stage. If it were him, he might be able to deal with one, but if he had to deal with two, he might have to run.
However, Wutian had killed five people in just a few breaths. Only the leader of the group, the black-robed man, was still desperately trying to escape. Such a powerful method had deeply shocked the hearts of the Ghouls.
"If you kill us today, you will only have one road in the future, and that is death!" The leader in black had a cold face. As he galloped, he looked back at Wutian who was chasing after him and said with a murderous aura.
Wutian didn't care. He pointed his finger and a finger shot out. The man in black tilted his body and easily avoided it. When he was about to feel proud, he suddenly found that his body was imprisoned in the air and he couldn't move.
When he turned his head, he saw an expressionless face close at hand. The man's expression changed on the spot. His heart moved, but he found that the Heart Sword couldn't be drawn out of his body.
At this moment, the man in black felt an uncontrollable despair. Like a tide, it drowned his entire body and mind!
"Don't make any more useless struggles. In my Heaven-defying Realm, I am the master!" Wutian looked down at the man in black and said calmly.
"What? This is the legendary Heaven-defying Realm? "The man in black exclaimed.
Wutian smiled faintly. Just as he was about to attack, he suddenly stopped and said, "Tell me, what is the meaning of your so-called titles? Maybe I will consider sparing your life!"
"Are you serious?!"
No matter who it was, they would be afraid of death, even if they were sealed swords. So when Wutian said this, the black-clothed man didn't think too much about it and directly asked if it was true or not.
"Really!"
Wutian nodded seriously. When he heard these people call him Sword 98 and Sword 97, he was puzzled. Was it just a simple title, or did it have other hidden meanings?
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