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"Since that's the case, then you—the last peak sword cultivator—can perish alongside Sword God Mountain!"

Sword Demon roared.

Sword intent surged as he gripped the Emperor Sword.

He charged forth with a thunderous blast.

Ling Jue also slashed out with his blade, crimson saber light piercing through the sky.

"Today, let the world witness what a true sword cultivator of Sword God Mountain is!"

Chen Cang was incomparably domineering.

Sword after sword shot forth. In an instant, sword light filled the heavens, and terrifying killing intent crashed toward Sword Demon and Ling Jue, making both of them change expression under the onslaught.

Azure sword radiance surged around Ling Rushuang. With a flicker of her body, she was about to strike.

Suddenly, her expression changed as she sharply turned to look ahead.

A Gray-Clad Man had appeared without warning.

His aura was obscure, yet immensely powerful.

The pressure of demonic aura swept across all directions.

The Great Elder and the others all changed expression.

Chen Cang's face also shifted as he said, "Palace Master of the Devil Palace, Leng Tu!"

Leng Tu stared at Ling Rushuang. "Junior, come with me, if you do not wish for Sword God Mountain to perish because of you!"

Ling Rushuang's heart sank!

From Leng Tu, she sensed an exceedingly dangerous aura!

A true top-tier powerhouse!

Though she was powerful and possessed the Frost Divine Sword, she had only just broken through to the Emperor Sword Realm. There was ultimately still a gap between them!

"Leng Tu, what kind of man bullies a junior? This old man will fight you!"

Chen Cang forced back Ling Jue and Sword Demon with a single sword strike and was about to break away.

"Do you really think my title of Number One Sword Under Heaven is undeserved?"

Sword Demon was furious.

If he could not even hold Chen Cang back, would his title as the Number One Sword Under Heaven not become a complete laughingstock?

Boom!

At this moment, Sword Demon struck out with frenzied abandon. Ling Jue also roared and attacked madly, preventing Chen Cang from breaking free.

"You should make your decision."

Leng Tu looked coldly at Ling Rushuang.

Ling Rushuang took a deep breath. Her hand trembled slightly as her heart struggled.

She had no confidence that she could protect Sword God Mountain!

Leng Tu was too powerful!

"Rushuang, sword cultivators must forge ahead without fear, unyielding and unbroken. How can we lower our heads? The sword cultivators of Sword God Mountain never lower their heads. And if one lowers one's head, how can one become a true sword cultivator?"

Chen Cang said in a deep voice.

"That's right. It is no more than death. I can only blame this old man for being too weak!"

The Great Elder and the others also spoke with resolute gazes.

"There are only sword cultivators who die in battle—never sword cultivators who surrender!"

Bai Shaokong said, sword in hand.

He looked toward the disciples of Sword God Mountain and declared, "Those who are afraid, withdraw from Sword God Mountain now!"

"Senior Brother is right! There are only sword cultivators who die in battle—never sword cultivators who surrender!"

A Sword God Mountain disciple stepped forward and roared.

"There are only sword cultivators who die in battle—never sword cultivators who surrender!"

The Sword God Mountain disciples all roared in fury.

"Sword Master, fight to the end!"

"Fight!"

Ling Rushuang's hand trembled, and her eyes had reddened. Azure light surged around her.

She looked at Leng Tu, her gaze firm. "Then let us fight!"

Clang!

A sword cry rang out. Bone-piercing, ice-cold sword intent erupted from Ling Rushuang and surged toward Leng Tu.

"Very good!"

Leng Tu said coldly, "Then the orthodox sword path of the world shall come to an end today!"

Boom!

Terrifying demonic light soared into the heavens. He reached out with a giant hand and grabbed directly at Ling Rushuang.

The people Ling Jue had brought attacked one after another.

Several elders stepped forward and blocked them.

The Sword God Mountain disciples were forced to retreat again and again amid the great battle.

Bai Shaokong was no exception.

Their faces were filled with frustration.

In a battle of this scale, they did not even have the chance to intervene!

If they came even slightly closer, the aftermath of the battle would kill them!

This was true humiliation!

It was as though they could only wait for the strong to decide the victor, then obediently be slaughtered!

Ling Rushuang slashed out with her sword.

Boom!

She shattered the giant hand reaching for her.

"If you were given a hundred years, another sword cultivator who could look down upon the world would surely arise. Unfortunately, you have no such chance!"

Leng Tu raised his hand and blasted out palm strike after palm strike.

Ling Rushuang retreated three steps in succession.

Even her aura had become disordered.

Chen Cang roared, but although he alone had suppressed Sword Demon and Ling Jue, they had held him fast. For the moment, he could not break free and come to her aid!

As Leng Tu advanced toward Ling Rushuang, he said coldly, "That Emperor Sword who injured Sword Maniac—will he still not act? Or is he truly not at Sword God Mountain?"

Ling Rushuang retreated step by step.

Her aura became increasingly chaotic.

Leng Tu looked at Chen Cang. "Chen Cang, if Sword God Mountain has only this much, then vanish from this world today."

Chen Cang was very powerful!

Yet Sword Demon and Ling Jue were not weak either.

They were enough to restrain him for a while.

Moreover, no matter how strong Chen Cang was, he alone could not reverse the defeat.

Though the Great Elder and the others of Sword God Mountain had held off several Emperor Realm experts and even held a slight advantage, they could not change the final outcome.

They were ultimately too weak.

"Since you refuse to come with me, I can only capture you!"

Leng Tu's aura surged in an instant, as though crossing the boundary of the Emperor Realm.

A heaven-supporting demonic hand clawed down at Ling Rushuang.

Ling Rushuang's eyes sharpened. Now!

Clang!

A sword cry rang out.

Azure light soared into the sky, and bone-chilling sword intent seemed poised to freeze heaven and earth.

An azure sword light moved with Ling Rushuang and slashed toward Leng Tu!

"The God Sword!"

Leng Tu's expression changed.

Boom!

A streak of black saber light emerged from his body and slashed at the sword light. The heaven-supporting demonic hand instantly recoiled, and he himself retreated to evade it.

Ling Rushuang had been waiting precisely for this moment. How could she let him evade so easily?

Sshk!

A sword strike that had nearly exhausted all her strength pierced Leng Tu's shoulder!

Leng Tu's face darkened as killing intent swept out wildly.

He had actually been injured!

He had been careless!

Yet Ling Rushuang's face was filled with disappointment. She had failed to kill Leng Tu!

She had only injured him!

Leng Tu was too powerful!

She had only just entered the Emperor Sword Realm and had yet to fully master the sword path of that realm!

If she were given another ten years... no, three years, she definitely would not be weaker than Leng Tu!

That sword strike would have been enough to kill him!

"You are courting death!"

Boom!

The demonic light around Leng Tu became even more horrifying as he fiercely blasted a palm toward Ling Rushuang!

This palm strike, filled with fury, was enough to severely wound Ling Rushuang!

At this moment, the sword strike Ling Rushuang had poured all her strength into had failed to kill Leng Tu. She was now in a moment of emptiness, her old strength spent before new strength could arise.

Though she desperately tried to evade this palm strike,

she felt powerless!

I did my best!

Ling Rushuang's heart turned to ashes!

In this final moment of danger, she tilted her head slightly and looked toward the back mountain, in the direction of Cliff of Reflection.

Su Fan, I hope you can hide atop Cliff of Reflection and escape this calamity!

Aunt Qing, I can no longer take care of him!

Ling Rushuang felt desolate, yet also sensed a trace of release.

The Devil Palace and the Yan Kingdom Imperial Family wanted to capture her for no more than certain purposes!

Since she could not resist them, she would not let them have their way either!

Ling Rushuang's eyes were resolute. Though this palm strike could almost cripple her, she could control the Frost Divine Sword and destroy herself, leaving not even a corpse behind!

I should have died all those years ago. Aunt Qing merely allowed me to live a few more years. It has been worth it!

That was what Ling Rushuang thought.

"Sword Master!"

The Great Elder and the others' eyes were split wide with rage, yet they had no way to save her.

Chen Cang roared and desperately tried to rush to her aid, willing to suffer injury from Ling Jue if necessary.

But!

It was ultimately too late!