Supreme Sword God

Chapter 8: Chapter 8: Slaughter Sword Intent, Mad Demon Strike!

On the battlefield.

Zhang Feng was overwhelmed by Huang Tianxiong’s power!

He was like a lone boat braving the tempestuous waves amidst a violent storm, constantly on the verge of being shattered by the waves and torn apart by the wind!

Huang Tianxiong struck with his blade, and although Zhang Feng parried with his treasured sword, he was thrown backward, blood spurting from his mouth and nose.

”Swoosh!”

Huang Tianxiong followed closely with another sweeping strike.

Zhang Feng had no leverage at the moment and could only grit his teeth and twist his waist and abdomen with great force to narrowly avoid it, but the blade still grazed his abdomen, tearing the flesh, blood gushing out.

The gap between the Gathering Yuan Realm Eighth Layer and the True Essence Realm Third Layer was too great!

”With this pathetic strength, you dare talk of revenge, it’s nothing but a huge joke!”

Huang Tianxiong roared, continually wielding his blade.

He was actually extremely shocked in his heart.

For Zhang Feng, with a Gathering Yuan Realm Eighth Layer cultivation, to have lasted so long under his full-force assault was unsettling... he realized that if Zhang Feng wasn’t eliminated, there would be endless troubles!

All those around wore complex expressions.

Zhang Feng’s resilience was beyond everyone’s imagination.

Watching that figure in the arena, drenched in blood, everyone couldn’t help but ask themselves, if it were me, could I still stand and fight?

Probably wouldn’t even be able to move!

No...

If it were me, I wouldn’t even dare face the Huang Family, I’d have sought ways to escape!

”Chen’Er!”

Ye Zhenming was overwhelmed with grief and indignation, he had lost an arm and suffered internal injuries, watching Zhang Feng constantly retreating under Huang Tianxiong’s attacks, his wounds getting worse, his heart wrenched with grief, yet he could do nothing!

”Boom!”

Huang Tianxiong struck at Zhang Feng’s head again.

Zhang Feng held his sword overhead.

The turbulent gale swept through, the ground beneath his feet was blasted into a deep pit.

Blade against sword.

Huang Tianxiong’s strength, like a surging tide, attacked in waves!

Zhang Feng’s sword-holding hand began to tremble, his whole body shaking violently, as if on the brink of exploding.

His eyes were bloodshot.

”I cannot lose!”

”I swore to my clansmen to exact revenge!”

”I must not lose!”

There was a voice roaring in Zhang Feng’s heart, images of his clansmen being slaughtered flashed again in his mind.

Huang Tianxiong roared, ”Kneel down and accept your death!”

The horrific force bore down on Zhang Feng, his legs trembled.

Kneel?

How could he kneel!

This in front of him was the clan exterminator, if he kneeled before Huang Tianxiong at Ye Family’s ancestral graves, he’d rather die right away!

At this moment.

Within the Sword Tomb, the blue-clad woman had already gathered a terrifying aura in her hand, as if holding a blazing sun.

In the distance, the expression of the observing elder changed, a mark the length of a palm and width of three fingers shone with golden light, flying out from the center of his brows, hovering beside him, ready to pierce the void at any moment.

The girl beside the elder, Hua Qianxue, couldn’t help but feel nervous, though she looked down on Zhang Feng’s origins as a desperate man from an ordinary background, her jade hands hidden in her sleeves unconsciously clenched into fists.

This scene, no one could remain unmoved.

Huang Tianxiong’s power was still continuously rising.

Zhang Feng’s whole body trembled even more violently, his body on the verge of total collapse, patches of skin successively burst open, and blood mist filled the air.

”Stay calm!”

”Feel your sword carefully!”

”At this moment, the only thing you can rely on is your sword!”

The voice of the blue-clad woman sounded in Zhang Feng’s mind.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng took a deep breath, immediately discarding all distractions, retaining only one thought.

And that was to kill Huang Tianxiong!

In his Dantian, the eight whirlpools formed by Sword Yuan spun rapidly, turning into profound vortexes, strands of Sword Yuan surged wildly, channeling through his hands into the treasured sword.

”Buzz!”

The sword quivered lightly, emitting a resonant clang.

At this moment, Zhang Feng seemed to sense the sword’s emotions.

The sword, too, did not want to lose!

”You previously entrusted your life entirely to the sword blade, you must trust your sword; in battle, the only thing you can rely on is your sword, yet you overlooked the most important point, you are the one wielding the sword.”

The blue-clad woman’s voice sounded once more.

Zhang Feng understood!

Though this feeling was profound and complex, he knew what he had to do.

”Huang Tianxiong, I swear I will cut you down beneath my sword, as a blood sacrifice for my people!”

Zhang Feng roared, and a formidable aura burst forth from him, as sharp as a sword.

Zhang Feng’s gaze, like sword light.

Zhang Feng himself, like a sword!

Brimming with sharpness everywhere.

Huang Tianxiong initially felt a piercing pain in his eyes, as if cut by a sharp blade, his mind momentarily befuddled.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Feng swung his sword, knocking aside Huang Tianxiong’s long blade.

Huang Tianxiong retreated swiftly.

Zhang Feng thrust forward with his sword, following closely behind.

”Die!”

Zhang Feng roared, his voice thunderous.

Thirteen Death Swords, a sword that separates the world!

”Swoosh!”

The vision of a Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea emerged, then these visions vanished, transforming into a dense layer of blood light, fully merging into the sword in Zhang Feng’s hand.

The cold, desolate, and utterly slaughterous intent of the Thirteen Death Swords was on full display.

Huang Tianxiong’s eyes, earlier pierced by Zhang Feng’s gaze, had just recovered, only to find a raging Blood Sea directly in front of him.

The Blood Sea surged, in an instant engulfing him.

”Pfft!”

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh resounded.

Stirred by intense pain, Huang Tianxiong clarity returned, and before him, there was no Blood Sea, only the blood-soaked figure of a teenager, breathing heavily.

And in that teenager’s hand, there was a sword glowing with blood.

The tip of the sword was embedded in his throat.

Huang Tianxiong’s face showed pain and unwillingness as the breath of life quickly faded.

”Ye Chen, even if I die, I will drag you down with me!”

Huang Tianxiong mustered his last bit of strength, roared furiously, and raised his saber once more.

Ye Chen let out a cold shout, and the sword essence burst from the tip of his sword, instantly shattering all of Huang Tianxiong’s vitality.

The raised saber clanged as it fell to the ground.

Huang Tianxiong, dead!

In the Sword Tomb, a woman in blue sighed with relief and murmured to herself, ”Finally endured it, though still not achieving unity with the sword, yet he comprehended the Killing Sword Intent.

This kid, his luck is truly extraordinary...”

The last sentence carried a complex emotion in the woman’s tone.

Is it really luck?

Just a passing remark.

This is what Ye Chen fought out with his life!

In the distance, Hua Qianxue, the young girl watching the battle, was stunned. She looked at the elderly man beside her: ”Teacher... what just happened, was it unity with the sword...”

The old man’s expression was also extremely complex. He nodded, then shook his head, saying, ”In a state of emergency, barely stepped one foot into the unity with the sword. The truly terrifying part of that last strike was the Killing Sword Intent.”

Hua Qianxue was taken aback.

She started practicing swordsmanship at seven, comprehended sword intent at fifteen, and at eighteen, she had mastered three kinds of sword intents, her cultivation already reaching the Peak of the Sea of Qi.

Her name, in Unparalleled County, was known by all!

Even in the Great Zhou Dynasty, she was hailed as a once-in-a-millennium gem of Sword Dao.

She knew very well how terrifying the Killing Sword Intent was.

She yearned for unity with the sword but has not comprehended it yet.

Today, always proud, she encountered, in this small place, a desperate man of humble origins, and in front of him, she surprisingly felt a sense of self-abasement.

Because none of her three sword intents could compare to the Killing Sword Intent.

Because this desperate man had already stepped one foot into the unity with the sword!

Around the battlefield, a dead silence prevailed.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Who would believe that Huang Tianxiong, with his Third Layer of True Essence Realm cultivation, was actually pierced through the throat by Ye Chen in a single strike... Inconceivable, unimaginable.

If not witnessed firsthand, who would dare to believe it?

City Lord Zhang Feng’s gaze flickered unpredictably, various thoughts emerged in his mind.

And the reactions of everyone were insignificant to Ye Chen.

The important thing was, he killed Huang Tianxiong, the strongest of the Huang Family.

Ye Chen’s hand that held the sword suddenly tightened.

Huang Tianxiong’s corpse fell to the ground, eyes wide open, pupils dilated, devoid of any lifelight.

Ye Chen took a step forward, stepping on Huang Tianxiong’s head, then swung his sword down.

Huang Tianxiong’s head was severed.

Ye Chen turned back, looking at the low tombs behind him, burning tears mixed with blood slid down his cheeks. With a hoarse voice, he softly said, ”Kinsmen, did you see that?”

”Patriarch!”

”Patriarch!”

The direct descendants of the Huang Family present roared.

”Everyone, attack together, kill Ye Chen, and avenge our patriarch!”

”Exactly, Ye Chen is now a spent force, nothing to fear, let’s tear him to pieces!”

Hearing these voices, Ye Chen’s gaze turned to the Huang Family members, raising a foot to kick away Huang Tianxiong’s head, pointing his sword at the group of enemies, he said, ”Today, however many come, I will kill that many!”

An invincible aura radiated from him.

Even if you have thousands upon thousands of troops.

I alone with one sword, am sufficient!

If killing is needed, then let it be a massacre, leaving corpses strewn everywhere, rivers of blood flowing!

As the words fell, Ye Chen’s figure flickered, proactively charging towards the Huang Family’s crowd.

The treasured sword in his hand rose high, bloodlight covering the blade, the terrifying killing aura, shook one’s soul.

In an instant, Ye Chen had charged into the crowd.

Deploying the Thirteen Death Swords, in tandem with the Killing Sword Intent, each move brought death.

Blood flowers bloomed.

One sword, one person.

Ye Chen was like a god of slaughter incarnate, wantonly reaping the lives of the Huang Family members.

He had already entered a deranged state.

Seven days ago that evening.

These people, with fierce faces, ruthless tactics, slaughtered all Ye Family members, sparing neither young nor old, women nor children.

Today, they are one by one eyes wide open, hearts filled with terror.

In this slaughter, Ye Chen’s Killing Sword Intent grew increasingly solid, increasingly formidable.

In a brief moment.

The ground was covered with corpses.

The Huang Family today came with more than thirty people; now, only seven remained, huddled together.

These seven, all were trembling in fear.

”Go, gather all Huang Family’s forces, and come back to kill him!” someone shouted, and the seven immediately turned to flee in disarray.

Ye Chen stood in place, gasping heavily, the whole person, as if fished out from a sea of blood.

His body was covered in blood, partly his own, but even more so, his enemies’.

At this point, he was close to exhaustion, unable to pursue.

But...

Those who came today, must all be killed!

Ye Chen took a deep breath, and immediately, the residual sword essence within him and the weakened qi blood, instantly operated in a special way.

These forces seemed to ignite.

A powerful aura exploded from Ye Chen’s body once more.

As if a volcano about to erupt!

”Ye Chen, have you gone mad?”

The anger of the woman in blue rang out.

At this point in time, Ye Chen actually intended to use the Burning Sword Technique!

This is a life-risking move, a killing blow exploding by burning everything of oneself, but what does Ye Chen have to burn now? His state had already fallen to the bottom.

After one use of the Burning Sword Technique, the most likely outcome is that Ye Chen would also die.

This time, Ye Chen did not respond to the woman in blue’s words.

He wasn’t mad, he knew the cost of releasing this sword.

He was also mad, not stopping until all the Huang Family members were killed!

Under the astonished, shocked, and fearful eyes of everyone, Ye Chen stood on the spot, swinging out another sword.

A vast and mighty power, with an unstoppable momentum, erupted from the treasured sword in his hand.

The treasured sword flew out, cutting through the air, in an instant, catching up with the seven fleeing members of the Huang Family.