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Chapter 314

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The domineering aura of the Tiger Soul grew even stronger. He held the Tiger Soul with both hands and swung the saber forward. At the same time, his body did not stop at all. He took two steps forward quickly. His body moved with the saber, and the saber moved with him. With the help of the surging might, the saber was like a fierce tiger pouncing forward.

If one's mind was not firm, they would be frightened by the saber's momentum and be frightened.

There was only one word for this saber — domineering!!

"Bang!!"

The Tiger Soul and the purple sword collided in midair. The golden saber light and the purple lightning that burst out from the purple sword intertwined. A terrifying force exploded on the spot. In an instant, the two weapons were pushed back at the same time. There was a trace of shocking electric light that mysteriously wrapped around the Tiger Soul. It quickly traveled through the saber and rushed into Di Shitian's body through the saber.

"Hmph!!"

Di Shitian had seen the power of the purple lightning with his own eyes. Even the scales of the three-headed flood dragon's body were blasted away. It was a bloody mess. How could he not know that this lightning was not an ordinary divine lightning? It was even more likely that it was not a type of Five Elements Divine Lightning. However, it had great power and terrifying destructive power.

Naturally, he would not let the lightning fall on his body. He moved his wrist and poured a surge of energy into the Tiger Soul. He exhaled and shook his hand. Immediately, a layer of mysterious ripples appeared on the surface of the Tiger Soul. Violent vibrations were released from the saber. In addition to the mighty power of the Tiger Soul, it forcefully dispersed the lightning.

The purple sword was not in a good state either. It let out a mournful cry. Swords were not good for slashing and fighting head-on. Those who used swords needed to be good at various sword techniques. They needed to be skillful in breaking the straight, soft in overcoming the hard, piercing, slicing, twisting, and other techniques. The fact that it was not damaged after colliding with a domineering weapon like the Tiger Soul was already a result of the high quality of the purple sword. Otherwise, a weapon of the same grade would be as weak as a plant in front of the Tiger Soul.

"Another Daemon King has come. If you want to go over, you'll have to ask me, 'Evil Warding Sword' Jiang Shangyou." That middle-aged man wielded a violet sword as he stared at Sakra. His eyes were like two beams of sword light as sword intent gushed forth. His entire body was filled with a pure sword intent as though he himself was an invincible battle sword. He coldly spoke, "In front of others, the demonic bodies of you demon kings are very powerful and only martial cultivators can contend against you. But don't forget that in this world, there aren't only martial cultivators. My sword cultivator lineage can break through ten thousand arts with a single sword. Your demonic bodies might be strong, but we sword cultivators can also temper our bodies with sword qi."

After saying that, the purple sword in his hand trembled and split into three sword shadows. They pierced towards the eyes, the heart, and the throat respectively. Sword Qi was hidden in the ancient sword, but as soon as it pierced its target, it would explode with a thunderous force. At the same time, Jiang Shangyou's feet moved in a strange way, which coordinated with the sword force. His performance was flawless, and his attacks were incomparably sharp.

Di Shitian did not have any mystical footwork, but the saber technique in his hands was extremely exquisite. Tiger Soul slashed, chopped, cut, blocked, and so on. All kinds of moves were executed smoothly like moving clouds and flowing water. 'Dang, dang, dang!' In an intense collision, Tiger Soul used speed to fight speed and broke through the purple sword. At the same time, it was impolite to not return the favor. Tiger Soul drew mysterious arcs of light in front of it as it domineeringly chopped forward. Every strike was filled with its own domineering might and its lightning-like speed was completely unleashed.

However, this Jiang Shangyou was indeed powerful. Unlike other immortal cultivators, he was unusually proficient in all kinds of battle techniques. Every step he took seemed to contain the principles of heaven and earth. Often, he would dodge attacks that were impossible to dodge. Together with his footwork, he would use a tricky angle to deliver a fierce killing blow. His body also seemed to contain a powerful force.

There was a huge difference between him and other immortal cultivators!

This was the strength of a sword cultivator. Martial cultivators cultivated their martial bodies and battle techniques. In terms of battle, they were worthy of being called experts. All kinds of ancient martial arts were so powerful that they could even tear the heavens and earth apart. Top martial cultivators could unleash unimaginable battle strength. However, sword cultivators were just below martial cultivators. Their whole life was just a sword in their hands. Ever since they stepped into the path of cultivation, there was a strict rule that if the sword was there, the person would be there. If the sword died, the person would die. They poured all their cultivation into the sword and used the Sword Qi to refine their physical body to form the Indestructible Sword Body.

When one reached a high level, any spell or treasure could be broken with a single strike of the sword. Breaking mountains and rivers, breaking the heavens and earth, these were all things that could be done with a single strike of the sword. This was the reason why the saying of a sword cultivator breaking all spells with a single strike was passed down.

The Jiang Shangyou in front of him was obviously a sword cultivator. He used sword qi to temper his fleshly body. Although his cultivation base was sealed, his body wasn't weak at all. Adding on to his exquisite swordsmanship, the moment he clashed with Sakra, one could immediately see that the sky around them was filled with saber light and sword shadows. No matter if it was Sakra or Jiang Shangyou, it was as though the concept of defense didn't exist in their minds. Once they clashed, they would attack, attack, and attack again.

Using offense as defense, using offense to break offense. Every saber and sword attack was aimed at their respective vital points.

Jiang Shangyou's advantage was in terms of technique, in terms of the marvelousness of his sword skills, in terms of hundreds and thousands of years of cultivation, and in terms of his understanding of the way of the sword. Every time the Purple Sword appeared, it was in an extremely tricky position. On the other hand, Di Shitian's advantage was in the domineering saber aura. He used the domineering saber and the strength of his own demonic body. All of his advantages were fully displayed.

"In terms of sword skills and battle skills, I can't win easily. I can only force him to fight with me and use the sharpness of the Tiger Soul and my advantage in strength to kill him. Otherwise, the longer this drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for me. There are only ten spots in the secret realm. I must get one of them. If this Jiang Shangyou continues to fight, I might not be able to get it. No, I can't continue fighting like this. "

A sharp light flashed in Di Shitian's eyes. Thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and a trace of determination appeared on his face. It was as if he had made some kind of decision in an instant.

"Chi chi!"

At this moment, the Purple Sword in Jiang Shangyou's hand turned. The tip of the sword instantly pointed at Di Shitian's heart. The sharp sword pierced out, and the sharp Sword Qi caused all the hair on Di Shitian's body to stand up. He instinctively wanted to step his right foot to the side, but this thought disappeared in an instant. His body was under the Purple Sword without any intention of dodging.

A trace of madness and coldness flashed in his eyes.

This coldness was not only for others, but also for himself.

"Roar!"

In an instant, the Tiger Soul in his hand followed the trajectory of heaven and earth, drawing a resplendent arc of light. At the same time, it also stabbed towards Jiang Shangyou's heart. If this knife landed on his body, there was no doubt that it would be able to shatter his opponent's heart in an instant.

At this moment, Jiang Shangyou's Purple Sword and Di Shitian's Tiger Soul actually attacked each other's heart at the same time. Moreover, they were both as fast as lightning. A fierce killing intent swept through the heavens and earth. Di Shitian wanted to exchange a life for a life.

"Lunatic."

Jiang Shangyou, who hadn't changed at all, had a sudden change in his expression when he saw this situation. He couldn't help but curse. This change came too suddenly. No matter how he thought, he couldn't have guessed that Sakra would actually use this kind of fighting method of exchanging injuries for injuries and life for life when he wasn't in a disadvantageous position.

At this moment, he couldn't completely dodge. The attacks were simply too fast. The distance between the two was also very close. With Di Shitian's knife skills, he couldn't dodge even if he wanted to. Moreover, if he wanted to dodge, the sword in his hand would naturally be unable to continue attacking. On the other hand, even if Di Shitian couldn't hit his heart, he would still be able to deal a heavy blow to him.

In a battle of equal strength, whoever got injured first would have no suspense in the following battle. It would be difficult for him to escape the fate of defeat and death.

"Lunatic, so what if I die? Don't tell me that I, Jiang Shangyou, who has roamed the continent for thousands of years, would be afraid of a Demon King like you at this moment? I will fight with my life on the line too. "

A trace of viciousness flashed across his eyes. Not only did he not withdraw his purple sword, it became even sharper. However, he instantly changed his footwork and dodged to the side. It was impossible for him to completely dodge, but it wasn't impossible for him to move to the side.

"Ding!! — — "

"Pfft!! — — "

The knife and sword stabbed into each other's bodies at the same time. However, the strange thing was that the sounds produced by Di Shitian and Jiang Shangyou's bodies were completely different. The Tiger Soul in Di Shitian's hand pierced through Jiang Shangyou's heart. The tip of the knife pierced through his chest all the way to his back, leaving behind a golden blade. Streams of blood were continuously sucked into the Tiger Soul like a whale sucking in water.

Jiang Shangyou's face was filled with disbelief and shock. His eyes stared fixedly at Di Shitian's heart.

That sharp purple sword had already pierced through his body and pierced into Sakra's heart. But what was unbelievable was that this purple sword, only the tip of the sword had truly pierced in. It was as if what it had pierced was not the heart at all, but a piece of incomparably hard iron.

"Impossible!!"

Jiang Shangyou spat out a mouthful of blood and spat out those three words in disbelief. He simply couldn't believe that what was happening before his eyes was real.

"Cough cough!! — — "

Di Shitian laughed coldly and coughed violently. He said coldly, "In this world, nothing is impossible. There are only life and death. You die, I live!! " After he finished speaking, he pulled out the Tiger Soul in his hand at lightning speed. All of Jiang Shangyou's blood essence had been completely devoured by the Tiger Soul.

The corpse fell coldly to the ground. Those two eyes were still filled with disbelief.

"Pfft!!"

Di Shitian pulled out the purple sword from his heart with a backhand. The sword was stained with dark red blood. He casually glanced at the sword and sheathed it on his back. However, the wound was still bleeding. Even with the strength of his demon body, the wound was unable to heal quickly. There were traces of purple lightning flashing around the wound.

It was this lightning that was preventing the wound from healing. The destructive power it produced caused the wound to heal extremely slowly.

There was a faint trace of paleness on his face.

"Today, this king will reach the other shore. If gods block my path, I'll kill them. If Buddha blocks my path, I'll kill Buddha. Kill kill kill!! "

Sakra covered his wound with his left hand and his expression became even colder. He looked around and saw that the second head of the Three-headed Flood Dragon had been smashed into smithereens. There were still dozens of cultivators fiercely besieging it. Without thinking, he held the Tiger Soul in his right hand and swung his wrist at one of the cultivators without hesitation.

The killing intent from the saber was even more intense and bitter. Under the cover of the saber light, another cultivator died under the saber. Even if it was a Nascent Soul cultivator who died, he did not even blink. He raised the Tiger Soul and swung it at the next cultivator.

In just an instant, five cultivators had fallen under the Tiger Soul's attack.

The pressure on the three-headed flood dragon was instantly reduced by a lot.

"Roar!!"

After suppressing it for a long time, it unleashed its might on the spot. Its two dragon claws fiercely pounced out and landed on the heads of two cultivators. With a crack, the two heads were crushed. Its tail whipped out and it rolled on the ground, crushing another cultivator to death. It roared and opened its bloody mouth, swallowing another cultivator.

Its performance could be said to be incomparably fierce.

"Brother, thank you for your help. As long as I, the three-headed flood dragon, can survive this time, I will definitely repay today's kindness in the future. May I ask where you're staying? " The three-headed flood dragon killed several people in a row. In an instant, its ferocity was revealed. The pressure around it disappeared immediately, and it quickly thanked Di Shitian.

"Southern Barbarian Di Shitian!!"

Di Shitian said casually. He did not stop for a moment and quickly rushed to the other side of the bridge. Any cultivator in front of him did not hesitate at all and slashed at them. Along the way, he actually helped many Monster Kings resolve their danger. It was equivalent to saving their lives.

Inadvertently, he had already done a lot of favors.

However, the cultivators here were obviously different from the ones he had encountered before. Every one of them was incomparably powerful. Although Sakra had beheaded them under his blade, he had also suffered terrifying attacks time and time again. Countless densely packed wounds appeared all over his body, and it was unknown how much damage he had suffered from the internal forces.

That kind of pain was enough to make people go crazy.

How could he not pay a heavy price to kill cultivators above the Nascent Soul realm?

"Paramita, I'll kill whoever gets in my way!!"

There was only one thought in his mind. He looked straight at the other side of the ancient bridge, Huang Quan's Paramita. He waved the Tiger Soul in his hand again and again, and stepped forward while soaking in blood. His body emitted an indomitable and unstoppable aura. This was a kind of belief. With this belief, his fighting spirit would never stop.

"Sister Xin, what should we do? What should we do? Big Brother Di's entire body is bleeding. If we don't think of a way, he might really fall on the ancient bridge. Why don't we call him back? "

Di Shitian's fierce fighting fell into the eyes of Kotomi and Xiao Die. Even if they did not enter the ancient bridge, they could clearly see the situation. Every battle was exceptionally fierce.

"It's impossible to change his decision. I was very clear about his character when we were in the Zither Sound Valley. However, I still have a way to help him. "

Kotomi's eyes flashed with a trace of sparkling light. She reached out and took the zither on her back.

Sigh, I originally planned to hit 12,000 today, but I didn't expect to be delayed by something during the day. I only came back at night. Until now, I've only earned 7,000. Hmm, I'll continue to compose for a while and see if I can come up with a third chapter.

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