When all the disciples in the profound God Sword Hall heard Shen Xiang's words, they all started to discuss softly, because Shen Xiang's words just now were simply too arrogant. Not to mention a person who entered the Supreme Divine Palace from the outside, even the disciples of the other halls of the Supreme Divine Palace would have to be respectful when they came to the profound God Sword Hall.
The hall master frowned, and said to Song Peng: "Don't lose face for our hall, you must stop him from entering the Supreme Divine Palace."
Song Peng's sword had already been unsheathed, and that sharp light carried an endless killing intent, shining onto Shen Xiang's body, causing him to feel a biting cold wind. This was the first time Shen Xiang had felt such a terrifying sword intent.
Of course, his own God-killing sword was even more terrifying, but he himself was unable to feel how terrifying it was.
Seeing Song Peng unsheathing his divine sword, the surrounding disciples all quieted down. Song Peng was extremely prestigious amongst them, and Shen Xiang could see the reverence in the eyes of most of the disciples when they looked at Song Peng.
Shen Xiang also took out his sword. The God Slaughtering Sword looked extremely old and rusty. It did not have any Spirit grain, and no matter how one looked at it, it looked like scrap metal. Compared to Song Peng's dazzling divine sword, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.
Song Peng did not care what weapon the other party used, because in his eyes, this was not important at all. No matter what kind of powerful divine weapon Shen Xiang used, he was still a dead man in his eyes.
Yue'er flew away from Shen Xiang and watched from afar. She was very confident in Shen Xiang, because she had accompanied Shen Xiang all the way here and knew that Shen Xiang was hiding an extremely terrifying power.
"Begin." The hall master shouted softly, and all the disciples of the Sword Hall watched with rapt attention.
Song Peng was the first to attack, and in an instant, he disappeared, only to see a sword light that was like lightning, accompanied by a monstrous killing intent, striking towards Shen Xiang.
Shen Xiang, who was standing in place, was very calm. Everyone thought that he would not be able to take the sword, but who knew that Shen Xiang seemed to have predicted that Song Peng would attack him like this, so the moment Song Peng disappeared, he had already swung the God Slaying Sword in his hand.
Chen Xiang's brandishing of his sword was as if he had unintentionally raised his hand, and it looked like he had coincidentally blocked Song Peng's sword strike. However, all the Sword Hall disciples present were very clear that this sword strike was not a coincidence, because Chen Xiang's seemingly ordinary and casual sword strike actually contained a very mysterious power. This kind of power was not strong nor weak, but it was just right to disperse the sword force of Song Peng's sword strike.
Song Peng's sword techniques were extremely high, when he attacked, he would condense his sword force, which could destroy everything and easily break through the divine power barrier. However, Shen Xiang's seemingly ordinary sword strike had cleverly dispelled his sword force, causing Song Peng's sword strike to become a very ordinary sword strike.
Song Peng felt that his sword force, which was filled with confidence, dissipated, and his reaction was extremely fast. He anxiously retracted his sword, because his sword no longer had any momentum, once it pierced through, it would definitely expose his weakness, and Shen Xiang would also take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He would definitely lose this move. Therefore, he hurriedly retracted his sword to defend. He already knew that Shen Xiang's speed was also extremely fast, so he would not give him the chance to attack a second time.
Just as Song Peng was about to withdraw his sword and block, he felt an itch in his throat. Following that, an intense pain spread out from the itch, and at the same time, a terrifying and powerful sword intent surged into his entire body.
Clang!
The exquisite divine sword in Song Peng's hand fell to the ground. Sword marks suddenly appeared on the back of his hand, and many sword marks suddenly appeared on his entire body. Even his back was covered in sword marks. His beautiful Sword Hall clothes were already tattered, blood flowed out, and slid down from his hands.
As for Shen Xiang's sword, it had already pierced through Song Peng's throat. Song Peng's eyes suddenly widened.
His eyes were filled with surprise and confusion, but gradually, they were filled with fear. That moment just now was simply too terrifying, and only he himself had a deep understanding of it.
All the disciples in the Sword Hall were dumbstruck. They did not see clearly what had happened just now, or even could not see what had happened just now. This was because Shen Xiang was originally still ten steps away from Song Peng, but in the next moment, Shen Xiang's sword was already at Song Peng's throat, and countless sword marks suddenly appeared on Song Peng's body, causing blood to flow out.
Shen Xiang smiled as he looked at Song Peng whose face was filled with fear. He slowly pulled out his sword and laughed: "I won't kill you, I want you to live in this fear forever."
Although Duan Peng's throat was pierced, he was still a profound God. He would only bleed too much and injure his vitality, he would not die.
Shen Xiang's sword left his throat, and he suddenly knelt on the ground. Blood flowed out from the hole in his throat, and he still had a very strong Mysterious power in his body, but he was unable to circulate it, because he was already intimidated by that fear.
Song Peng had lost, and he had lost completely. Although he did not die, this was even more painful than death.
Song Peng was only a lower profound God, but after Shen Xiang broke through, he immediately soared to a middle profound God, and his cultivation was one level higher than Song Peng's. Furthermore, his power was that mysterious and terrifying Six Realms' Power, coupled with the strange Seven devil-slain kungfu, one sword strike was enough to cause Song Peng to collapse.
Shen Xiang looked at the hall master and smiled: "Hall master, are you interested in exchanging a few moves with me? He's too weak, it's not fun to fight him. "
"You …" The hall master was suddenly very angry. Shen Xiang was provoking their Sword Hall, and he was even so arrogant as to stand in their Sword Hall and go crazy.
Looking at Song Peng who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, the hall master slapped the armrest of the chair with all his might, and flew in front of Shen Xiang like a gust of wind. A slender divine sword had already appeared in his hand, shining with a cold light.
"Enough, he has already passed the trial." A voice suddenly appeared, and then, Shen Xiang saw a translucent figure appear in front of him. It was an old man wearing a white robe.
Shen Xiang did not mind fighting another round with the hall master. He, who had broken through to the middle profound God, wanted to fight to his heart's content to test his current strength.
When the old man appeared, the furious hall master had already calmed down. Although he was a hall master, he was still a young man who was inexperienced in the world. Compared to an old ginger like Shen Xiang, he was still far inferior.
"Follow me." The shadow suddenly flashed and arrived at the other side of the hall. It was a stone door, and after he walked over, the stone door automatically opened.
Shen Xiang could tell that this was the power released by the old man's shadow to open the stone door.
As the first person to pass the trial and enter the Supreme Divine Palace, the Sword Hall had already experienced it. It was extremely terrifying and arrogant. Song Peng had already been carried away to treat his injuries. His injuries might recover very quickly, but the fear that remained in his heart was hard to erase, and might accompany him for the rest of his life.
After passing through the stone door, Shen Xiang followed the old man through a spacious passage and arrived at a bright secret room. There was also an old man in the secret room, and this old man was the clone of the shadow.
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