Sword Wheel Slays the Heroes
Qi Chengdao's expression changed slightly. He turned around and saw the Blood God Ape's golden head fall to the ground. He was really surprised. The battle had only just begun, and it had already lost a head.
His path was blocked, so he was clearly unable to attack Chen Yongjie.
In fact, Old Chen remained calm, seemingly prepared, and his expression never changed.
"Fine, since you're blocking my way, then I'll fight you!" Qi Chengdao.
Putting himself in their shoes, he didn't think he could fight against the Blood God Ape and Qi Liandao alone. Thinking about it this way, he couldn't help but feel frustrated and sighed.
"Who dares to challenge me? Kill!" Chen Yongjie raised his sword and made his move. He had no problem dealing with eighth and ninth level Supernatural Practitioner now.
In an instant, four or five demons were killed, their blood dripping, which startled the others, who retreated and dared not attack rashly again.
The main reason was that the Blood God Ape suffered a huge loss. It had just displayed its Demon Emperor Dharma Body when it was beheaded by a single sword strike, which immediately dampened the morale of their side.
At this moment, the Blood God Ape's golden fur stood on end, thick and dazzling like the sun. Its ten-foot-tall body froze in place. It still had two heads, but both remained silent until a roar finally escaped its lips.
He attacked with his strongest battle form, only to be beheaded. This was a huge blow to him. He first activated the Demon Emperor bloodline, then displayed his magical body, but the result was so tragic.
He was very resentful, believing that he had been careless and trapped in a mysterious space, unable to move, which led to his head being cut off.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
Sword energy shot out, filling the sky. The void was woven into a net by the sword light unleashed by Wang Xuan and Qi Chengdao, creating a chilling scene of dense Sword Rain.
Qi Chengdao was forced back and joined the fray. At this moment, he had nothing to be ashamed of; he was determined to eliminate his opponent first.
He realized that in this Exhausted Era, those who could reach this point were exceptional, and most importantly, Wang Xuan had the ability to suppress them at a lower level!
Once such a person matures, what kind of existence will they become? At the very least, they will be revered as an ancestor!
Not only that, Qi Chengdao changed his mind and wanted to go further. He called to Zhou Qinghuang and said, "Come on, let's help Ming Xi regain her body."
"I'll watch." Zhou Qinghuang shook her head; she was genuinely shocked.
The three masters had astonishing origins, yet they were suppressed by someone of a lower level. Anyone would be stunned, and no amount of caution would be excessive.
The Blood God Ape's golden fur instantly became crystalline, like the blazing sun. He was filled with boundless killing intent, enduring excruciating pain, and his four eyes on his two heads were wide open in fury.
In an instant, four golden beams shot out from his eyes, clanging like celestial swords, swirling with strange runes, and shot toward Wang Xuan.
Wang Xuan didn't care at all. Standing firmly in the center, he directly used the Feather Ascension Fist and blasted out with his bare hands, shattering beam after beam of light in the dazzling glow.
"Come on, let's take him down together!" Qi Chengdao said quickly, looking at the Demon Ancestor's Progeny, and he himself also used his ultimate technique.
His forehead was glowing; it was Pure Yang Bone, bearing traces of rules. Once it matures to the later stages, it will become the Bone of Great Dao.
Otherwise, Qi Teng, the Ancestor of Celestial Immortals, wouldn't have liked this descendant so much and nurtured him with all his might, because his future potential was indeed boundless.
Qi Chengdao's forehead bone glowed brightly, revealing a divine image. It was entirely constructed from pure Yang energy, bearing runes, and its power was extremely awe-inspiring.
"Wow, that's incredible! My soul is unstable!" someone exclaimed, even though they were far away, they were still intimidated by Qi Chengdao's power.
Deep within Wang Xuan's eyes, fine lines spread out, instantly weaving into a network that seemed to lock down the void ahead.
With a bang, the so-called divine image was torn apart by the lines spreading from his eyes during the fierce battle, like a precious ancient painting, an outstanding work of art, being ripped apart by brute force.
Qi Chengdao a muffled groan, his forehead throbbing with pain, and a few drops of bright red and gold blood trickled down. He staggered back a few steps before forming a hand seal.
In this depleted era, his Pure Yang Bone were at a disadvantage, unable to fully manifest the power of the rules, leaving only remnants. So he simply used the ultimate technique of the Ancestor of Celestial Immortals.
Beside them, Qi Liandao, the Demon Ancestor's Progeny, finally made his move.
He stared at Wang Xuan briefly without making a move, simply trying to see just how strong he really was.
His heart sank, and he began to do everything in his power to suppress it!
"Even in those Vanished ancient times, a human cultivator like you would be considered an extraordinary monster. Unfortunately, mythology has decayed, and you can no longer reach that level. In order to survive this great calamity and endure the harsh winter, I must seize the God Slaying Banner from your hands!" said Qi Liandao, the son of the Demon Ancestor.
Then, his madness kicked in, he grinned, his white teeth gleaming, his thick, long hair fluttering, and with a wave of his hands, a page of golden scripture appeared, releasing dense ancient characters that pressed down on Wang Xuan.
This is not Secret Treasures, but simply the Demon Ancestor's Heart Sutra, which can be materialized and was used by him with a wave of his hand.
Between heaven and earth, demonic light soared into the sky, and the demonic characters flying out from the golden scriptures grew larger and larger, like small mountains, roaring and emitting light, before all crashing down.
Wang Xuan remained unfazed, standing firmly in the center, delivering one punch after another to the massive characters, creating a deafening roar that nearly ripped everyone's eardrums apart.
Each character of those demonic scripts possessed a three-dimensional quality, resembling a small mountain cast from metal, massive and awe-inspiring, enough to chill anyone to the bone just by looking at it; their true power was even more terrifying. Some of them, upon landing on the ground, directly created bottomless craters, with black fissures about a foot wide extending far into the distance.
Everyone was horrified. This kind of demonic script, even a single character was enough to kill an ordinary Supernatural Practitioner. They were powerless to resist it. How many people could withstand so many?
They couldn't help but admire him; he truly deserved to be the Demon Ancestor's Progeny. Every move he made was a masterpiece, capable of sweeping away a large group of opponents in an instant.
However, people were even more astonished by Wang Xuan's performance. Standing in the arena, his fists glowed, like the strongest weapons. With each punch, he knocked away or shattered the ancient demon characters flying all over the sky.
In an instant, the demonic script disintegrated, transforming into a flow of energy that formed Super Material storm that swept across the battlefield. Wherever it passed, the ground collapsed, and the nearby Stone Mountain vanished like sandcastles being struck by ocean waves.
"Is he really human? His physical body is so strong. He destroyed the Demon Race Sacred Script with his bare hands!" Even the great demons were shocked, and their voices trembled slightly.
"Indeed, it's quite remarkable. You can instantly shatter the magical energy manifested in a single page of scripture. Can you shatter an entire scripture? If you win, I'll admit defeat!"
Qi Liandao shouted, his hair standing on end, his eyes sharp, his spirit seemingly driven mad.
Before him, an entire scripture blossomed, still formed by magic. Then, golden pages fluttered down, each page possessing immense power, just like the previous one.
At the same time, on each of the scriptures, there is a blurry figure sitting cross-legged. Is that a wisp of the demon ancestor's aura? It is vaguely revealed in a corner.
Upon witnessing this scene, Chen Yongjie decisively retrieved a state-of-the-art energy cannon from the Blessed Land Fragment, mounted it on his shoulder, and prepared to fire it at any moment to support Wang Xuan. This cannon was far more advanced than Zhou Qinghuang's.
At the same time, Qi Chengdao was also preparing, and the Dharma Seal was taking shape; it was the Celestial Immortal Ancestral Seal!
Blood God Ape's golden fur stood on end as he activated his Ancestor Blood and unleashed the Demon Emperor Dharma Body, looking ferocious and intimidating as he prepared to display the Demon Emperor's Secret Technique!
The three masters all used their trump cards and joined forces to besiege Wang Xuan, creating an astonishing scene.
Those watching felt their hearts pounding like drums, incredibly tense. Staring at that spot, time seemed to stand still for the entire world, making it hard to breathe.
"The battle is about to be decided. Who is weak and who is strong?"
"If Wang Xuan wins, this battle will truly make him a god among young cultivators."
Some people were communicating rapidly with their spiritual senses, barely daring to breathe, their eyes fixed on the battlefield.
"Suppress!" Qi Liandao shouted, and all the golden papers glowed, with countless demonic characters pouring out, forming a massive amount of attack spells.
Wang Xuan stood tall, showing no sign of fleeing. Faced with such a terrifying attack, he remained calm, his body covered in light patterns.
Today, he didn't even take out a single rare treasure. He just wanted to test his cultivation progress. He had been targeted and hunted repeatedly, and it was time to put an end to their arrogance, otherwise it would never end.
It should be noted that even the Buddha spoke of balance, and even Lowered Eyebrows of the Bodhisattva, can have moments of Fierce Gaze of the Vajra.
"Boom!"
The sword light was overwhelming, and every pore on his body was bursting with sword light. His whole body was sharp and unstoppable. He transformed into a sword wheel!
At this moment, sword energy, like a rainbow, like smoke and clouds, like a vast ocean, lifted him up. He stood in mid-air, rushing into the sky full of golden papers, facing a massive amount of scriptures.
Now, he is inside the sword wheel, like the sun in the sky, Shine Upon the light of the sword!
This is the ultimate technique from the Golden Bamboo Slip Dao Slaying Sword Scripture, which he mastered while excavating meteorites in the Misty Land.
Wherever the sword wheel passed, nothing could withstand it; one by one, the Demon Race Sacred Script were all cleaved in two.
As for the golden papers falling from the sky, the Demon Ancestor's Supreme Scripture were also smashed into pieces one after another, burned, and ashes rose everywhere.
The Demon Ancestor's Scripture could no longer be materialized and was destroyed by the Dao Slaying Sword!
Puff puff puff!
Dozens, even hundreds, of sword lights flew out from the sword wheel that Wang Xuan had transformed into, all of them piercing into Qi Liandao's body, pinning him to the ground, where blood was everywhere.
Anyone else would have died, yet Qi Liandao was alive, and some of his wounds were even healing.
"My lord!" Many Demon Cultivator called out from afar, and some even Demon Cultivator over. Qi Liandao was the son of the Demon Ancestor, so naturally he had followers.
"Huh?!" Wang Xuan immediately realized something, and his sword wheel glowed, peeling something directly from Qi Liandao's flesh and blood.
The crumpled leather scroll, somewhat antique, was a pale gold color and resembled the banner of the God Slaying Banner, but its quality was far inferior.
Wrapped inside this scroll are three flower petals, which look like... a celestial medicine?!
Wang Xuan immediately put it away. He stood in mid-air, not idle while collecting the item, because two powerful enemies were still attacking him.
The sword energy emanating from the sword wheel was incredibly intense, allowing him to briefly fly through the air. He then confronted Qi Chengdao's Celestial Immortal Ancestral Seal.
Boom!
The sword wheel glowed, and he was like a golden sun blazing across the sky. Countless sharp sword beams flew out, shattering and disintegrating Qi Chengdao's numerous ancestral seals, leaving Qi Chengdao covered in blood as he flew out.
"I surrender, here you go with the Heavenly Marrow!" he roared, throwing a crystal towards the sword wheel to meet the myriad sword energies.
Wang Xuan stopped his sword, beckoned, and led the way. After a careful examination, he confirmed that it was indeed an extremely valuable and rare item.
"Your grandpa won't accept this! It's either you or me!" the Blood God Ape roared, showing no sign of backing down. His body swelled up, and his Demon Emperor Dharma Body seemed to be able to tear open the void. He directly transformed into a height of over a hundred feet, his demonic aura soaring to the heavens. With two heads and six arms, he charged forward, shaking the universe!
"To protect the Holy Son, let's kill him together!" Some of the Blood God Ape's confidants, the powerful Demon Cultivator, rushed over, unafraid of death, and joined the attack.
Wang Xuan calmly looked down, his body transforming into a sword wheel, Shine Upon like a dazzling divine sun, with brilliant sword energy shooting out. He flew through the air, and wherever he passed, all the demons who attacked were killed. The sword energy surged, this was a massacre, blood mud fell, and blood rained down.
Even the Blood God Ape was no exception. He exerted all his strength and unleashed his massive Demon Emperor Dharma Body, but he still couldn't withstand the sword wheel.
Ten thousand sword lights burst forth, piercing through him. The blinding, sky-reaching sword energy beheaded him, instantly turning his massive body into dozens or even hundreds of pieces, which fell down amidst a mist of blood.