Those seven hundred swords were once famous swords in the world.
Their former masters were all peerless powerhouses who dared to charge into the Demon Domain.
In their eyes, what was the Netherworld?
The wind and rain swords did not stop attacking and continued to slash down.
But this time, the momentum of the sword wasn't as violent as before, and it seemed even more solemn.
The positions of the swords became more certain, and the connection between them became tighter.
Because the moment they shattered the Seventeen Netherworld Armors, the Setting Sun Sword in the Demon Lord's hand also slashed down.
The dozen or so swords at the very front let out angry howls as they were jolted away. There were even a few swords that broke in the middle with a mournful wail.
Since leaving the Garden of Zhou, besides encountering the previous Demon Lord in the snowy mountains, this was the first time Chen Changsheng's sword had broken.
These swords were already closely connected to his soul consciousness and couldn't be separated. His mind was affected, and his face paled.
So he changed his sword energy, having the storm of swords form the South Stream Temple sword array.
No matter how powerful the Setting Sun Sword was, it could not break this sword array, so where could the Demon Lord go?
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The Demon Lord's expression did not change as he watched several hundred swords destroy the Seventeen Netherworld Armors.
However, as he looked at the sword formation that appeared in the sky, his eyes finally revealed a hint of astonishment.
On the observation platform, Chen Chang Sheng relied on this sword style to defeat him.
He now naturally knew that this was the rumored South Stream Temple sword array.
Without the assistance of a divine power that transcended the mortal realm, the Demon Lord truly was incapable of breaking this sword array.
However, there was still no fear in his eyes.
The Setting Sun Sword truly descended, shattering the formless zither music. However, it did not touch the 700 swords that were about to rain down from the sky.
Because the Demon Lord's attack was not aimed at Chen Changsheng, nor was it aimed at the South Stream Temple sword array.
From the very beginning, he had never thought of fighting against Chen Chang Sheng, let alone exchanging swords.
Even as proud as he was, he didn't have the confidence to compete with Chen Changsheng in the Way of the Sword.
The reason why the swords that were sent flying or broken were because the Netherworld Armor had been forcefully broken, and their strength was not enough. That was why they were defeated by the Sunset Sword.
In fact, his sword was aimed at the ground.
The Sunset Sword landed on the ground.
The setting sun sank into the horizon.
Night fell.
This was the painting of night.
The Demon Lord's figure retreated into the darkness.
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When the sun sank into the Western Sea, night would envelop the entire continent. But the darkness of the night was not real. It could not even completely occupy the entire courtyard. Under the assault of the light energy of the Li Palace's grand array, it was constantly being pushed back.
Chen Changsheng knew that the Demon Lord had not left, but had retreated deeper.
However, he didn't chase after them because he needed to maintain the formation. More importantly, he had always been very vigilant.
The blind zither player also didn't chase, but his thoughts were clearly different from Chen Chang Sheng's.
His skinny fingers fell on the strings of the zither, and a hum sounded.
The sound of the zither was the signal.
His and Chen Changsheng's attacks succeeded in delaying the Demon Lord for a few moments.
Perhaps it was just the blink of an eye, but it was enough for the cosmetic girl and the others to react.
Countless powders, pink and white, were sprinkled into the courtyard as if they were free.
The fortune-teller and the peddler stood in the sky full of cosmetics, using it as a barrier as they focused on the copper coins and the sand table.
The six bailiffs tossed the chains on their shoulders into the courtyard.
The darkness was clearly formless and incorporeal, but it was pierced through by the six chains and then pulled up. It gradually grew taut, transforming into a real piece of black cloth.
The two sesame-candy-selling elders raised the lapels of their robes and solemnly stepped forward. They lowered their waists, bent their knees, and punched out!
Of Fivekind Man, these two sesame-candy-selling elders were the most taciturn and inconspicuous, but they were the most skilled.
They were descendants of the Imperial clan and cultivated the most orthodox Blazing Sun Style, which was most destructive to the techniques of the demon race!
With two massive booms, countless dazzling rays of the sun shot out from those two steady and imperial fists.
Two deep depressions appeared in the taut darkness.
A teeth-numbing creaking could be heard.
This was the sound of real space distorting, on the verge of rupturing.
As expected of the experts of the Wenshui Tangs, their combined strength was actually able to tear apart the Demon Lord's darkness!
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Before the great light of the Li Palace's grand array, the darkness in the courtyard receded, but it could not retreat. It seemed on the verge of collapse.
The experts of the Wenshui Tangs had already charged into the courtyard.
Chen Chang Sheng's sword also finally moved, entering into the darkness.
Suddenly, he heard the crisp sound of metal striking stone.
This sound came from the sword at the very front.
And then he sensed an unimaginable strength, as well as an extremely hard object that did not seem to belong to the human world.
An intense wariness appeared in his eyes.
He had already been prepared, and after his conversation with the Demon Lord, he had become even more vigilant.
But he had not expected his opponent to appear so suddenly, without any warning.
The experts of the Wenshui Tangs were about to enter the darkness.
Especially those two sesame-candy-selling elders.
"Retreat!"
The blind zither player heard Chen Changsheng's shout.
He did not understand. Just as his side was about to tear apart the darkness and successfully kill the Demon Lord, why did they retreat?
But he knew that something was bound to happen, so he immediately transformed into a wisp of smoke and retreated.
The two sesame-candy-selling elders also heard Chen Changsheng's shout, but it was already too late for them to retreat.
In their original plans, their Blazing Sun Style was the most crucial method for killing the Demon Lord, so they were the closest to the darkness.
A terrifying energy, like a flood, swallowed up the blazing rays of light on their fists and then attacked their bodies.
This energy was so pure, yet so terrifying, as if it came from the Divine Kingdom. It even made it impossible for them to muster the courage to resist.
After Chen Chang Sheng yelled out, he dashed forward.
He used the true meaning of the Blazing Sword and used the Yeshi Step. His speed was as fast as lightning, and he instantly arrived before the darkness.
Just as the flood-like power was about to hit the two old men, his sword formation slashed down first.
Amidst the shrill cries of swords, he grabbed the shoulders of the two elders and rapidly retreated.
That invisible and terrifying energy pervaded every corner of the courtyard. Even the finest speck of dust seemed to carry the weight of a mountain.
As he rapidly retreated, two streams of blood spurted from the lips of the sesame-candy-selling elders, drenching the front of their robes.
Chen Changsheng landed on the ground, his body swaying and his face even paler.
In a single exchange, without even seeing their opponent, the Tang clan experts had been heavily injured.
Even Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness had been severely shaken.
The shrill cries of swords suddenly vanished. The storm of swords flew back through the air and quietly floated around his body.
If one looked carefully, they might realize that of the seven-hundred-some swords, several dozen had already been destroyed.
The hundred-some swords at the very front were vibrating at high speeds, both furious and perplexed.
Just what was there in the darkness?
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In the depths of the darkness, a speck of light appeared.
This speck of light was not particularly bright, and was even rather dim, but it was incredibly shocking.
Because everyone felt that while this speck of light seemed to be right in front of them, it was actually millions of li away.
If this speck of light could be seen from millions of li away, just how bright would it be if it was right in front of them?
When they thought of this question, the speck of light rapidly expanded in their field of vision, emitting boundless light.
This light was so real, so blazing, so dazzling that even the light of the Li Palace's grand array was robbed of its brightness!
A few priests of the Daoist Church of the Western Wastes covered their eyes and howled in pain, falling to the ground and beginning to roll. (To be continued.)
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