Fusion Overlord at the beginning, kill the enemy and become stronger

Chapter 447 All Sword Cultivators Gather in Tianyuan
Within the sword world, millions and tens of millions of sword weapons blared together, pointing to the deepest part of the sword world.

It seems to indicate that the biggest opportunity in the sword world is about to open!
Wearing a snow-white long coat, Ximen Chuuxue looked sternly into the depths of the sword world, suppressed his sword intent, and murmured: "It seems that the most critical battle in the sword world is coming soon."

Whoosh!
At this moment, a sword qi shot towards him.

For this kind of sudden attack, Ximen Chuuxue was already familiar with it, and didn't care at all, and just slashed out with a backhand.

The cold sword pressure, wrapped in wind and snow.

The pupils of the swordsman who shot the shot shrank suddenly, and he was extremely frightened, "Sword, sword master?!"

With just one blow, the swordsman burst into a flower of blood.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't care at all, and walked towards the deepest part of the sword world step by step.

In other places, countless sword cultivators were inexplicably inspired, and they all swept towards the deepest part of the sword world.

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In the depths of the ancient sword world, countless sword weapons are inserted into the ground.

And in the middle, a huge mountain-like sword exudes a sense of boundlessness, standing on the ground, engraved with thousands of runes on the body of the sword, and there are countless bloodstains in it.

That was the blood of sword cultivators.

On the top of the sword, there are two simple characters engraved, each stroke exuding the sharpness of the sword... Tian Yuan!
at this time.

A figure came.

The moment the visitor appeared, countless long swords at the scene suddenly shook, as if they were shocked by the sword intent on the opponent.

"Tian Yuan Sword..."

Ao Lingcang looked at the huge ancient sword in front of him, and murmured, the sword intent on his body was inexplicably inspired, and burst out involuntarily.

Behind him, Qingyun Jianzun, the leader of the supreme list, also came.

However, like Ao Lingcang, he is already a swordsman at this moment, and the two of them couldn't help but marvel at the Tianyuan sword.

"What a sharp sword. Seeing this sword, I seem to have seen the original appearance of the sword. It seems that this is the ultimate sword weapon!"

"What is the origin of this sword? I think it's definitely not just a holy weapon."

"I think so too."

While the two were talking, sword cultivators came from all directions and gathered under the Tianyuan Sword.

Among them, many are famous masters of swordsmanship, there are also new stars of swordsmanship like Ao Lingcang, and there are even several sword masters, each of whom exudes extraordinary sword intent.

With the arrival of these people, the sword intents on the scene collided involuntarily.

The sword intents struck each other, and thousands of sword qi derived from the sword intents, turning invisible into tangibles, tearing up cracks on the ground, and the surrounding swords were overwhelmed and broke one after another.

Just when everyone's sword intent was clashing.

A figure stepped forward with head held high. This person was carrying a pitch-black giant sword. Compared with the sharp sword intent of other people, the sword intent on this person really gave people a sense of heaviness.

When he came, everyone only felt their shoulders sink, and they half-kneeled on the ground involuntarily.

The blades of many swords were also bent.

The scene in front of him is like ten thousand swords worshiping.

"Yes, it's him, the hero of the sword world, Yue Shanhe!"

Someone recognized the person and couldn't help exclaiming.

Yue Shanhe, a swordsman who has been famous for a long time, was already a sword master thousands of years ago, and his current cultivation is even more unfathomable, at least he started as a top saint.

"Haha, Brother Yue, don't come here without any problems."

A laugh sounded.

I saw a middle-aged man in white standing in the air, surrounded by invisible sword energy, each of which was sharp and majestic, tearing the sky like a howling wind.

Ao Lingcang, Sword Master Qingyun couldn't help but bow and salute when he saw this person.

"I have seen the Sect Master."

The person in front of him is none other than Cang Xingyun, the suzerain of the Supreme Holy Land Nine Heavens Sword Sect, who is known as the leader of the current swordsmanship!

Seeing him, Yue Shanhe narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's really safe and sound, I still remember the battle of the three swords back then."

Hundreds of years ago, Yue Shanhe and Cang Xingyun fought against each other, and they fought three swords.

One sword cut off thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, one sword cut through the boundless ocean, and the last sword cut off a galaxy.

This sword fight between the two has been talked about so far by countless sword masters, and it is known as one of the most exciting sword fights in the history of kendo.

And that sword fight ended with Cang Xingyun slightly winning, and it was also that battle that allowed Cang Xingyun to establish his current position as the leader of the sword.

"Heh, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. Brother Yue's cultivation has improved even further."

"Perhaps, you and I should have a sword fight." Yue Shanhe said lightly, with a look of fighting intent in his eyes.

at this time.

The sky was dyed blood red.

A cold and stern sword intent descended from the sky, and a blood-colored long sword crossed the sky and stuck on the ground.

And when everyone saw the appearance of the sword, they couldn't help but gasped.

The body of the sword is scarlet red, with veins of blood entwined on it, and the hilt looks like a heart, beating drums and drums.

This sword seems to be alive? !

"Bloodthirsty Sword, he is here."

Yue Shanhe's eyes froze.

I saw a sword cultivator in a blood-colored robe coming from the sky and landed next to the bloodthirsty sword. The cold and brutal sword intent swept out, making people's scalp numb, as if they were in a piece of hell.

"Bloodthirsty Sword Demon Li Tu!"

The bloodthirsty sword demon was once a nightmare in the sword world.

According to legend, this person was bloodthirsty and practiced a magical sword technique. Before he became a master, he had to drink the blood of a sword cultivator every day.

Therefore, this person created boundless murder in the sword world.

There was once a sword cultivator united to punish this person, but they were killed by the other party. The life of thousands of sword cultivators became the cornerstone of his sanctification.

Since then, the bloodthirsty sword has changed the color of everyone in the sword world.

It wasn't until later that this person disappeared that the sword world gradually became calm.

Unexpectedly, now that the sword world is opened, this once nightmare of the sword world will reappear.

"A lot of sword repairers, my sword is all excited."

Li Tu sneered, glanced across the crowd, and looked at him, all trembling.

Da da da……

There was a sound of footsteps.

All the swords in the hands of the people trembled spontaneously, and the thousands of swords inserted on the ground were bent one after another, separated independently, and arranged on both sides, forming a road of swords.

And at the end of this road is a sword cultivator in green shirt.

Wearing a green shirt, there is no wind to move automatically, and there is no sword in his hand, but the sword's intention is to make Wanjian surrender autonomously, worshiping him like a god.

Yue Shanhe's eyes narrowed, "Extraordinary swordsman!"

He could make Wan Jian submit by showing himself, but it was because of his sword intent that he forcibly subdued Wan Jian.

But now, he can feel that these swords are not subdued, but sincerely convinced!

"What a surrender to Wan Jian, you are worshiped like a god, your blood is the best nutrient for Bloodthirsty Sword!"

When Li Tu saw the blue-clothed swordsman, he laughed, and immediately attacked without asking why.

The blood-colored sword light bit out like a ferocious beast.

The blue-clothed swordsman concentrated his sword fingers, and thousands of swords on the ground rose into the sky independently, turning into a sword shield, blocking the sword energy.

"Not bad, report your name."

"No name here."

Wuming said indifferently, and then he looked not far away, sensing two familiar sword intents coming.

One is extremely cold, it is a ruthless sword, and the other is lonely and ethereal, but it embraces all things, it is a sword of all things.

These two people are Ximen Chuuxue, Dugu seeks defeat.

When the three of them saw each other again, they all sensed that the sword intent on each other had reached a new level, and couldn't help but smile at each other.

"Sure enough, you are also sanctified."

(End of this chapter)