Mu Xuan finally recovered. Seeing that the battle formation was in danger, he felt extremely frustrated.
Even though his opponent was Xue Dong, he was still full of confidence in Gongsun Cha.
Both sides gritted their teeth and did not retreat at all.
He controlled Kun Lun but no one in Kun Lun could rival his cultivation speed.
Under their feet, the mountains collapsed and the earth split. Countless terrifying cracks and bottomless pits were everywhere.
Bie Han had enough patience.
Countless faces flashed across the sea of blood in front of him, appearing and disappearing.
Every time they collided, the terrifying divine power would explode like a volcano eruption. Ripples of shen power that could be seen with the naked eye swept everything.
This was his sword!
Looking down from the sky, a terrifying wound appeared in the thick battle formation that passed through the entire battalion!
A hint of confusion flashed through his eyes.
The frequency of the attacks from both sides was astounding. The danger was something that only god-level could understand.
Bie Han knew that Gongye Xiao Rong was not going to defeat Mi Nan, but to stop Mu Shuang from dying.
In the sky, Bie Han sighed inside. If that attack just now had killed Mu Xuan, then this battle would have ended. However, he quickly threw this thought to the back of his mind and focused on the battle in front of him.
Lin Qian immediately felt the difference. Originally, Wei Sheng's sword essence always had a thread of viciousness and hatred. This thread of viciousness and hatred was vicious but Lin Qian was unaffected.
Comprehension!
Mu Xuan had experienced many battles of various sizes. It was not that she had never experienced danger, but today was the most dangerous.
Even cracks began to appear in the sky.
What were the limits of the sword?
Determination flashed through Lin Qian's eyes.
His brothers and family! His oath and determination!
He did not feel any regret or shame about what had happened in the past.
Delay!
What were the limits of the sword? He still did not have an answer, but at this time, he understood something else. The river of life was impermanent, people always lived in the present. Even the strongest sword could not recover the beauty that had been lost. The meaning of the sword was always to protect and defend the beauty of the present.
Having made up her mind, Mu Xuan immediately responded.
Chance!
Lin Qian's slight wounds caused him to gradually fall into a disadvantage.
In Lin Qian's eyes, Wei Sheng became even larger. He was like a god of war, each sword filled with destructive power!
Bie Han quickly detected the abnormality of the other battalion.
Mu Xuan's mind went blank, that terrifying blade aura just now, brushed past her body, the biting cold sharp aura caused all the hair on her body to stand. The sword cultivator beside her was not so lucky. The emptiness around her made her feel as though her entire body was exposed to the air. There was no sense of security at all.
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Mu Xuan could maintain concentration for a long time, but her battalion could not. They would tire, they would be distracted, and they would slack off. But Sin Battalion did not have this problem. As long as Bie Han was focused, Sin Battalion could always maintain their focus.
What is a sword?
As though sensing Wei Sheng's thoughts, the God-Killing Blood Sword in his hand suddenly exploded with bloody light. The viciousness in the bloody light disappeared along with the pungent tang of blood. The bloody light was pure, soft, and red like a crystal. It possessed a magnanimous aura that could reach one's heart.
He had yet to find the answer.
The other's God-Killing Blood Sword was astounding in his hands. With each blow, Lin Qian could feel that the Immemorial Shen Sword in his hand was being corroded by blood.
Under the fierce battle between the two Deity level experts, this world began to show signs of collapse.
The blade energy did not shatter!
Fortunately, the Immemorial Shen Sword was not weaker than the God-Killing Blood Sword, and was even slightly stronger. With each blow, the other's God-Killing Blood Sword would also be damaged by the sharpness of the Immemorial Shen Sword.
He was also not in a hurry.
Wei Sheng's expression did not change at all. His mind floated far away in this intense battle.
Bie Han's attacks were extremely accurate. Each time he attacked, there would be a rain of blood. He took Sin Battalion and stayed close to the edge of Mu Xuan Battalion as he charged back and forth. In just a few short exchanges, Mu Xuan Battalion suffered heavy casualties.
The red figure was shrouded in blood as though he had just been fished out of a pool of blood. The shen sword in his hand continuously gave off bloodthirsty hums. Each blow would be accompanied by a curtain of blood.
Adding on that he did not have any distractions and was not bothered by trivial matters, his sword essence was even purer than Lin Qian's.
Sin Battalion were like agile wolves that roamed around Mu Xuan Battalion. When they found a chance, they would take a bite.
Everything else was like ants in his eyes.
This was … …
But they did not retreat.
He instinctively swung the God-Killing Blood Sword in his hand.
The powerful ability of the dragon heart to create blood and the God-Killing Blood Sword were a match made in heaven. He was extremely devout towards the sword, his heart pure and unhindered. Over the years, his sword heart had been the same and had never changed.
Lin Qian's heart sank.
The jie started to collapse.
The blue figure was untainted by dust, elegant and graceful. The sharp presence of the shen sword shot into the sky. Each blow would be able to cleave the world and destroy everything.
He was expressionless. He started to slow down the pace of his attacks and slowly roamed around Mu Xuan Battalion.
But he hadn't thought that there was someone stronger than him in this world!
The sword was his life, his heart. Only with the sword in his hand could he protect those beautiful things that he was willing to use his life to protect!
The danger had come so suddenly and without any warning.
Bie Han quickly detected the change in the enemy. His mind shifted and he guessed Mu Xuan's intentions.
Delay?
He had an epiphany at this time!
His gaze landed on Wei Sheng's face and his eyes suddenly narrowed. There was no hatred on Wei Sheng's face. His gaze was as clear as water. Yet Lin Qian could also see that the determination in Wei Sheng's eyes was even stronger than before!
Bie Han perceptively realized that this was a rare opportunity.
Lin Qian sighed inside. If he left, he would definitely leave a deep flaw in his mind. It would take a great deal of effort to remove it.
Their shen power was also being used up at an astounding rate. All the shen power in this jie had been used up by them.
Lin Qian's previous light wound was just a minuscule flaw. Yet now, the flaw was growing larger.
Also, Bie Han had just received news that Gongye Xiao Rong had not gone back to reorganize but was silently moving towards the Mu Shuang defense line.
Yet now, Wei Sheng's sword essence was calm and had an additional presence that caused him to feel the pressure increase. It was as though the other's sword had suddenly become multiple times heavier. With each blow, the shen power inside his body would roil.
Wei Sheng was as cold as a rock. Each blow would use his full power!
Bie Han looked at Mu Xuan Battalion with a cold gaze.
He had been frightened by Bie Han!
He had not underestimated Wei Sheng, but he hadn't thought that Wei Sheng's accomplishments with the sword were stronger than he had imagined. Lin Qian was the greatest genius of Kun Lun in the last thousand years. He had talent in every aspect, and his cultivation was the same.
It almost instantly disappeared into the air. In the next moment, it entered deep into the Circle Embracing Formation!
There seemed to be an empty street next to her.
He had to focus all of his attention to be able to withstand the corrosion.
He only had one solution.
He was god-level, but his sword was still unable to revive the sect leader and the others.
His life and soul only belonged to Kun Lun!
A great power came. He suddenly refocused and had a hint of understanding.
Lin Qian knew that in another twenty breaths, he would be defeated.
That blow just now seemed to have shocked the other more than he had imagined. The other still seemed to have not recovered and her reaction was slightly slow.
When the blade energy dangerously brushed past her, she didn't even have the time to react.
In the sky, two figures, one blue and one red, moved through the air at astounding speed and collided!
Every strike from the two of them was extremely terrifying and fatal to experts below the Deity level!
The limit of the sword had always been the goal he pursued. Suddenly, he thought of his cultivation experiences. He thought of Wu Kong Mountain, the sect leader, the shishu, he thought of the Sealed Extinction battlefield with Zuo Mo and the others. The sword oath rang in his ears like thunder.
As to Mi Nan, Bie Han did not think of him as a threat. In his view, Mi Nan had lost the qualifications to be a top battle general.
But in the eyes of the two, they understood all of the secrets of the other. They knew, no matter if it was themselves or the other, there was no meaning in using tricks.
If this was a normal time, Lin Qian's mind would be able to erase this corrosion. But at this time, the two were fighting fiercely. In a breath, they had fought a hundred times.
His skill with the sword had surpassed his master. In the history of Kun Lun, no one could rival him.
The brutal God-Killing Blood Sword was firmly under his control. Even though the sky was covered in blood and the world was filled with the tang of blood, it did not affect Wei Sheng at all.
She admitted that Bie Han's skill in battle formations was higher than hers, but if she decided to defend, it would not be so easy for Bie Han to win.
Her eyes lit up.
At this time, with Bie Han guarding, the pressure on the rear decreased. Large amounts of resources and personnel started to gather towards Mu Shuang.
Mi Nan looked strong, but in reality, the combat power of the battalion had dropped dramatically. They had lost the banner in their hearts. Mu Shuang had fewer people but Mu Shuang, who was prepared to die, had the power to drag Mi Nan into hell.
Something silently shattered inside Wei Sheng's body. His mind was calm and peaceful.
For Kun Lun!
Go!
The shen power in his body was about to be used up.
At their level, technique was not important. What the two were competing was sword essence, mind, shen power, and resolve. Each of their attacks contained their understanding of sword essence and the laws of the world. The person who could not withstand it first would be affected by the other in all aspects, mind, vision, and voice.
Lin Qian knew that this was because his mind had been disturbed by Wei Sheng's sword essence and was wavering.
Lin Qian was astounded.
Mu Xuan became alert. She knew that if she was the slightest bit careless today, it was likely that she would die here. She suddenly thought of Xue Dong's order to delay Bie Han and buy time for Mi Nan and Xue Dong to surround him.
Wei Sheng became braver as he fought. This did not mean that Wei Sheng's shen power was stronger than Lin Qian's. It was that Wei Sheng's mind was becoming stronger and more complete. Wei Sheng who had broken through the demonic barrier had a heart like a rock and could not be destroyed.
Boom boom boom!
This should not have happened!
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