Ling Tian Sword God

Chapter 1205: Chapter 1204: Devil’s Slaughter Sword

All gazes were focused on the area of impact; they saw terrifying shockwaves sweeping out, and at the center of those shockwaves, two figures were unexpectedly blasted back almost at the same time!

Both the Mad Blade Marquis and Peerless Sword staggered backward, their bodies finally slamming into the mountain wall, blasting the Rock behind them into powder.

The Protective True Qi on Peerless Sword’s body shattered into pieces, blood spurting from his mouth; opposite him, the Mad Blade Marquis was likewise coughing blood nonstop, badly wounded.

Pfft!

Just when everyone thought it was mutual destruction, the robe on Peerless Sword’s chest suddenly exploded open, two deep blade scars appeared, and he was blasted away once again.

”The Mad Blade Marquis has won!”

Many people couldn’t help but exclaim.

”Peerless Sword also possessed Divine Marquis strength; what a pity that he lost.” Many of the younger generation shook their heads, feeling regret at Peerless Sword’s defeat.

”Peerless Sword actually lost!”

Liu Mengru’s delicate face grew solemn; she had originally thought that with Peerless Sword’s strength, he should have a considerable chance of victory, yet unexpectedly, he still lost.

Peerless Sword’s defeat immediately made the many young geniuses who had come to challenge become cautious; Divine Marquis Level geniuses really were far stronger than those at the Heavenly Pride Level, by more than just a hair.

Peerless Sword counted as one of the strongest figures among them; his loss was a heavy blow to everyone’s morale.

”The Mad Blade Marquis did well; it’s time this group of youngsters understood that trying to step into a Divine Marquis position is not something so easy.”

A Divine Marquis Level genius said with a faint smile.

”This time we’ve shaken the mountains to scare the tiger; these people should now understand the gap.” Another Divine Marquis also spoke.

However, just as his voice fell, within their line of sight, a cold, indifferent young Swordsman stepped out, striding without the slightest hesitation into the center of the arena.

It was Wei Wuxian.

”So-called Twelve Divine Marquises of the Nine Provinces Land are nothing more than this; in my eyes, you’re like weeds by the roadside.”

Wei Wuxian swept his gaze over the Divine Marquis seats, his words astonishing.

”What?”

One Divine Marquis genius after another had their expressions change; with Peerless Sword already defeated, this Wei Wuxian still dared to spout such wild arrogance, so proud and conceited.

”This brat, from the sound of it, doesn’t seem to be from the Nine Provinces Land?” Marquis Guiming’s gaze fell upon Wei Wuxian, his voice cold.

”This person is said to be a famous Genius Swordsman from the Penglai Island Territory, disciple of the East Sea Sword Saint, his talent extraordinary, incomparable to ordinary people.” A Divine Marquis not far away spoke.

”So he’s a disciple of the East Sea Sword Saint; no wonder he dares to talk so big, he’s got some skill.”

Marquis Guiming rose from his seat. ”In that case, let me, Zhang, go and meet him!”

With that, he suddenly leaped, sweeping out from the refined Heavenly Pride seating.

”Marquis Guiming has made a move.”

Everyone’s eyes tightened, falling upon Marquis Guiming.

Everyone knew Marquis Guiming was the leader of the younger generation in Desolate Fire City, his strength anything but ordinary, while Wei Wuxian was a super genius bearing Sword Devil aura; a clash between the two would surely be hard to call.

Yet in Marquis Guiming’s heart, he had his own plan. Now, while Wei Wuxian stepped out to challenge, he promptly accepted; otherwise, if he waited until Ling Chen came to challenge him later, he’d be finished.

As monstrous as this Wei Wuxian might be, this guy still couldn’t possibly be more monstrous than that brat Ling Chen, right?

As long as it wasn’t Ling Chen, he didn’t take any of these challengers seriously.

”Make your move.”

Wei Wuxian looked calmly at Marquis Guiming, lifting a hand in a beckoning gesture; his movements carried an air of casual indifference.

”Hehe, youngsters these days are more arrogant one than another. Very well, let this Marquis use Blade technique to make you submit!”

A flash of chilling sharpness surged into Marquis Guiming’s eyes; a black Flame suddenly surged upon his Long Knife, rapidly sweeping along the blade. The Long Knife left its sheath, and in the blink of an eye, was already at Wei Wuxian’s throat.

A powerful aura of Destruction was born from that blade momentum, the black blade light carrying an astonishing aura of Annihilation.

The moment Marquis Guiming struck, he used his trump card, the Prison King’s Blade Technique. Ever since losing to Ling Chen, he no longer dared underestimate any opponent, much less when the outcome now concerned his Divine Marquis position; this battle, he absolutely could not lose!

”The Prison King’s Blade Technique is filled with killing intent, its offensive like Purgatory itself for an enemy; without sufficiently strong Willpower, one will likely be shattered in short order, losing in utter disgrace.”

A glint flashed in the Star Sword Marquis’s eyes; he had once experienced this set of trump card Blade technique of Marquis Guiming’s and knew well just how formidable it was. In the end, he had to unleash the Seven Star Ultimate Killing Sword Technique to barely fight Marquis Guiming to a draw and neutralize his Blade technique.

Among the younger generation, there shouldn’t be anyone who could withstand such a ferocious Blade technique.

Experts of the younger generation whose Cultivation was slightly weaker seemed to see scenes of Purgatory from Marquis Guiming’s blade momentum; their minds shook one after another, souls unmoored.

”We’re this far away and yet still affected!”

Everyone’s hearts were filled with shock, wary of Marquis Guiming to the extreme; at this moment, the Wei Wuxian standing before Marquis Guiming was likely under ten times the pressure they were!

”Fall before me!”

Marquis Guiming gave a cold snort; this strike should have the effect of intimidating all these so-called heroes, right?

Yet just then, Wei Wuxian suddenly lifted his head; in his eyes, a deep, gray light abruptly surfaced. From deep within his pupils, strands of gray threads crawled out, in an instant covering his entire pair of eyes, releasing a chilling, lifeless gray aura.

”What the hell is that?”

Marquis Guiming’s gaze seemed suddenly drawn in, sucked straight into Wei Wuxian’s eyes. Within the latter’s pupils, he saw a blurred black silhouette, and this silhouette grew more and more solid, clearer and clearer.

Clang!

Wei Wuxian brought up the Treasure Sword in his hand to parry, sealing off Marquis Guiming’s blade path completely. But in the process of locking gazes with Marquis Guiming, the figure in his eyes swelled ever larger; at last, that figure reached out and pulled, the Void suddenly reversing, and a fiercely powerful suction force swept out, directly devouring the blade intent on Marquis Guiming’s body.

In that instant, Marquis Guiming felt as if he’d fallen into an abyss, as though his throat had been seized by a peerless powerhouse; of his full strength, only seventy percent could be unleashed, the remaining Three points of power vanished without a trace, as if forcibly drained away.

His heart jolting in shock, Marquis Guiming hastily pulled back; when he looked again at Wei Wuxian, the latter’s lips had already lifted in a strange arc.

”This is... the aura of a Sword Devil?”

Marquis Guiming’s eyelids twitched, and then the shock in his eyes grew even stronger. This aura spanned ancient and modern times; it was neither Sword Unrivaled nor Sword Lunatic... but Sword Devil!

”Demonic Path - Life Killing Sword!”

A bewitching light burst from Wei Wuxian’s eyes; he raised the Treasure Sword high in his hand, and at the same time, strands of black light surged from his body, converging into a black phantom. The phantom slashed in midair, and an overbearing Slaughter aura that could dominate the world swept out like a storm; a hundred-zhang sword qi cleaved through the heavens, piercing the Void. Under this one sword, there truly would be no more living beings!