On top of the Asura Sect Peak, killing intent filled the air and filled every corner of the void. It was as if one was wrapped in a shocking tide of killing intent.
Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
Endless killing intent swept out like a raging wave, surging and surging endlessly.
The spectators in the distance were all aghast.
"The fourth one!"
"The fifth one!"
Even though Chen Zong was surrounded by powerful enemies, he showed no signs of being defeated.
He was like a gust of wind, drifting in the void.
Could the wind destroy him?
Yes!
However, it was difficult. At the very least, these people could not do it.
This was especially true when the Heavenly Wind Dao Will that had reached the peak of the Nine Revolution Stage was combined with the Heavenly Wind Dao Will that had reached the peak of the Nine Revolution Stage.
If Chen Zong released the restriction of his cultivation base, even some Half-Step Great Saint Stage powerhouses would be helpless, let alone these people.
However, Chen Zong was also under a lot of pressure. Since he had suppressed his cultivation base, it was inevitable that he could not fully display the profundity of the Heavenly Wind.
Five!
Five Eighth Heaven Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouses had already died under Chen Zong's Sunken Night Sword.
Chen Zong's figure drifted endlessly like a gust of wind. His speed was shocking and terrifying. Moreover, he left behind countless afterimages to confuse his opponents, making him even more elusive.
He was closing in!
He drew his sword!
Every time he drew his sword, he would definitely take a life. This made the spectators even more furious and frightened.
Chen Zong's expression was cold and solemn. His eyes were deep, and there was a trace of icy aura in the depths of his eyes. He was extremely calm.
He drew his sword!
A pitch-black sword light flashed past as fast as the aurora.
The sixth Eighth Heaven Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouse fell from the sky.
The five leaders of the inferior forces felt their hearts bleeding. This was because the ones who died were all their people.
"Damn it!"
"Don't dodge if you dare!"
The leaders were all furious and cursed loudly.
"As you wish!" A voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Then, a pitch-black sword light silently pierced through the void and stabbed towards him.
This was one of the leaders of the five inferior forces. His cultivation base had reached the peak of the Eighth Heaven Saint Rudiment Stage, and his strength was not weak at all. However, in the face of Chen Zong's sword, he was powerless.
Despair enveloped him!
Death had come!
In the blink of an eye, a series of extremely terrifying attacks blasted towards Chen Zong as if they wanted to shatter him and turn him into a sieve.
However, what they shattered was only Chen Zong's afterimage.
However, at the very least, they managed to save the leader of the inferior force. In the next moment, they were shocked to discover that they did not manage to save the leader. The leader's heart had been pierced through without them knowing. Terrifying sword qi surged into his body and wreaked havoc, directly crushing his heart. He died an unnatural death and fell from the sky.
The seventh!
Another Eighth Level Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouse had died.
Old Red Ghost and Old Drunkard's expressions became increasingly solemn.
Even though he was surrounded, he was still able to dodge the extremely powerful and terrifying attacks and turn the tables around to kill his opponents. Moreover, there was more than one of them.
This was enough to show that not only was his strength terrifying, but his combat talent and skills were also extremely shocking.
Every cultivator had their own strengths and weaknesses.
Some cultivators excelled in frontal attacks and their attacks were shockingly powerful. However, some excelled in guerrilla warfare, dodging, changing their skills, defense, and so on.
However, Chen Zong's attack, movement technique, and skills had all reached an extremely high level. His mastery of his body was also terrifying.
Such a person was undoubtedly the most terrifying opponent.
If one could not kill him, once he found a flaw and counterattacked, one might be killed.
The more they watched, the more shocked they were.
"Can these people really kill him if they join forces?" Someone could not help but mutter in a low voice.
Could they kill him?
No one knew!
No one was certain!
If they could not kill him, perhaps the situation in Tai Luo City would change drastically.
Chen Zong's calmness and calmness were shocking.
He unleashed the Infinite Sword Chain and neutralized his opponents' attacks. Under the combination of the Skywind Phaseless Movement Technique, none of the attacks could harm him.
Up until now, he had killed seven people, but he did not suffer any injuries.
Every force had their own Cultivation Methods and Martial Tactics. Each of them had their own profundities. Moreover, they had been cultivating for many years and had long cultivated their Cultivation Methods to perfection. They were terrifyingly powerful and almost flawless. However, they still could not hit Chen Zong.
The void was constantly bombarded, causing shocking explosions that shook the surroundings.
Multicolored lights wreaked havoc as streaks of astonishing Will of the Way permeated the air like dancing dragons and serpents.
A pitch-black sword ray suddenly flashed by, causing everyone's heart to tremble. Another Eighth Level Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouse fell from the sky.
The eighth!
Instantly, the people watching from afar felt their scalps go numb.
"Exhaust him to death."
"His cultivation is limited and so is his strength. Exhaust him to death."
One by one, they spread out and formed layers of encirclement, surrounding Chen Zong in the middle. They kept attacking and cooperating with each other. The attack formed by the tyrannical attacks was like an inescapable net that covered the void.
Unless one could escape into the void or turn into nothingness, it was impossible to avoid this kind of large-scale attack no matter how exquisite one's Movement Technique was.
Chen Zong's Skywind Phaseless Movement was indeed amazing and extremely profound. However, it was impossible to completely avoid this kind of attack.
Chain!
As soon as the sword was unleashed, countless streaks of sword rays surged endlessly. It was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating layers of ripples.
The ingenuity of this sword was that Chen Zong had weakened the layers of attacks. Then, he fully demonstrated the profundity of the Skywind Phaseless Movement to the extreme. He sliced through the weak points of the attacks and pierced through them.
This kind of ability left everyone dumbfounded. It was simply inconceivable.
Where did this monster come from? How could he do this?
Hong Lao Gui and the Old Drunkard were even more astonished because their cultivation levels were higher.
If any one of them were to fall into such an encirclement, they could only rely on their tyrannical strength to resist and try their best to break through the encirclement. It was simply impossible for them to rely on their superb swordsmanship and movement techniques to break through the encirclement.
Passively taking a beating was not Chen Zong's style.
Even if it was to hone himself, Chen Zong would not take a beating passively, especially when his cultivation was limited.
Wuji!
As soon as the sword was unleashed, the streaks of sword rays contained countless changes. It seemed like a single sword, but it also seemed like there were tens of thousands of swords in the void. They were aimed at the weak points of the attacks and detonated them in advance.
Skywind Phaseless Movement!
Dodge!
Pierce!
In an instant, Chen Zong closed in on an Eighth Level Saint Rudiment Stage. The Sunken Night Sword had already pierced through him, and the sword Qi wreaked havoc and strangled him to death.
The ninth!
Everyone suddenly realized that it was unrealistic to use this method of encirclement to exhaust the opponent's strength before killing him.
Without any hesitation, a Supreme Elder from a low-tier force with a cultivation base at the Intermediate Ninth Level Saint Rudiment Stage broke away from the encirclement and flew toward the Shura Sect disciples.
He planned to use the Shura Sect disciples to threaten Chen Zong and force him to surrender.
He was fast, but Chen Zong was faster. He was like a gust of wind that swept past.
The Supreme Elder could only hear the faint sound of wind in his ears. Then, his vision dimmed and he fell into darkness.
Dead!
The tenth!
He was also the first Ninth Level Saint Rudiment Stage to be killed.
The difference between an Eighth Level Saint Rudiment Stage and a Ninth Level Saint Rudiment Stage was obvious. Therefore, when an Eighth Level Saint Rudiment Stage cultivator was killed, everyone was infuriated and frightened. However, when a Ninth Level Saint Rudiment Stage cultivator was killed, the fear was magnified several times.
Chen Zong realized that his opponent was indeed pressuring him, but he was still unable to break through.
This was not an opportunity.
Since that was the case, he would kill.
"Lightning Prison!" In an instant, the three Supreme Elders of the Lei Family joined forces. Lightning flashed and purple covered the sky. Thick bolts of purple lightning fell from the sky like pillars. There were a total of nine bolts of purple lightning scattered in all directions. At the same time, they enveloped Chen Zong.
This was the Lei Family's ultimate move. When the three of them joined forces, the power was even more shocking.
However, in order to use this move, the three of them had to be in sync and use their full strength. It was not easy.
Anyone present, even a powerhouse like Hong Lao Gui, would find it difficult to escape once they were trapped in the Lightning Prison.
Not only could the Lightning Prison trap the enemy, but it also contained terrifying lightning energy that could attack the enemy.
Chen Zong felt his scalp go numb.
If he was trapped in the Lightning Prison, it would be difficult for him to escape unless he unleashed a stronger cultivation base.
Once he was trapped, he would have to face an even stronger attack.
As the Lightning Light Prison descended, its terrifying aura suppressed the void around Chen Zong.
In the blink of an eye.
Lightning Escape!
In an instant, Chen Zong's speed was twice as fast as before. His body turned into a bolt of lightning as he charged toward the three Supreme Elders of the Lei Family.
Initially, they thought that this was Chen Zong's speed. They did not expect him to be even faster than that. Moreover, it was twice as fast.
This was beyond everyone's expectations.
Even Hong Lao Gui and the Old Drunkard who were far away were shocked.
This speed was something that many people at the peak of the Ninth Level Saint Rudiment Stage could not achieve.
They could only watch in the dust!
The change was too sudden.
The Lightning Prison came crashing down, but it missed. A streak of silver lightning appeared in front of the three Elders of the Lei Clan. Under their incomparably terrified faces, a pitch-black sword light shot out like a crescent moon.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a popping sound as three heads flew high into the sky. Their faces were still filled with fear.
Death!
The three Ninth Level Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouses from the Lei Family died in an instant!
The head that was flying high in the air and the blood that was gushing out from the broken neck was a ghastly sight that made everyone stop breathing. Even their hearts seemed to have paused for a moment because of this.
Terror!
Fear!
It grew from the deepest part of their hearts and spread out quietly.
If Chen Zong's previous killing of the three Supreme Elders had shocked and terrified them, then the three deaths with one strike of his sword had destroyed some of their will.
How was he supposed to fight against such a terrifying enemy?
Should they continue fighting?
Should they wait to be killed by his sword?
Everything was out of their expectations.
Run!
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