God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 873 The Position of the Sword Holder

With the help of the field of kendo, Ye Xuan used the Nine Swords of Wind and Thunder, which he hadn't used for a long time, to attack the Lord of Kunxutian.

A set of Fenglei Nine Swords is used, stabbing sword style, breaking wind style, ascending dragon style, swinging style, cloud chasing style, chasing the moon style, penetrating the sun style, kamikaze fluttering dance, the sword momentum is continuous, killing Kunxutian The Lord is retreating steadily.

The Lord of Kunxutian was extremely angry. Although he thought that the human race in front of him was very difficult to deal with before, at least he had the upper hand when encountering it, but now he was forced to retreat steadily.

He yelled angrily and wanted to fight back, but in the field of swordsmanship where true essence was banned, he couldn't use his Void Guiyuan Jin at all, so he could only rely on his body to fight.

However, his body alone couldn't stop Ye Xuanda's back-to-basics swordsmanship, and he was beaten to the limit.

Ye Xuan finished using a set of Fenglei Nine Swords, and finally ended with "Fenglei lore", the Kunpeng sword drew a perfect arc and sank into the chest of the Lord of Kunxutian.

"Er..." The Lord of Kunxutian snorted, flew back, his eyes were full of rage, but he couldn't do anything.

He never thought that one day he would be injured by a human ant in the Martial Saint Realm, and there was no way to fight back.

Ye Xuan hit the Lord of Kunxutian severely with one sword, without stopping, the Kunpeng sword froze and chased after him.

Seeing that the twelve oracles had almost been killed, the Lord of Kunxutian gritted his teeth and flew back, exiting the sealing hall and the restricted area.

The moment he stepped out of the forbidden area, he immediately felt that the world opened up instantly.

And Ye Xuan's sword followed closely, spread out of the forbidden area, and killed the past.

The master of Kunxutian showed viciousness in his eyes, and with a roar, he suddenly opened the Martial God Domain, raised his hand to condense the Void Guiyuan Energy, and blasted towards Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan had expected it a long time ago, so he didn't take it hard. He changed his footwork and flew back.

Void Guiyuan force blasted in the forbidden area, and instantly dissipated into nothingness.

Ye Xuan stood in the field, looking at him with a smile.

The Lord of Kunxutian was furious, pointed at Ye Xuan, and shouted: "Come out if you have the guts!"

"Come in if you want." Ye Xuan hooked his fingers at him, provocatively.

The wound on the chest of the Lord of Kunxutian is still bleeding. As the suzerain of Kunxutian, one of the top ten holy places in Kyushu, he was injured by a human ant in the holy realm of martial arts. This is a great shame for him.

"What are you capable of restricting my combat power by relying on the forbidden domain?" The Lord of Kunxutian asked furiously.

Ye Xuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I still have more important things to do now. When it's over, you will die."

"Huh! Ants!" The Lord of Kunxutian roared angrily.

Seeing that he didn't dare to come in again, Ye Xuan ignored him, turned around and returned to the Sealing Hall.

The oracle's siege of the sword-wielding ancestor was basically over. Chu Zhiqiu was always cunning. Seeing that the oracle of the Sky Demon clan was almost killed, he retreated without hesitation.

The rest of the oracles were all killed by the ancestor holding the sword and Tantai Qing.

However, the curse marks on the sword-wielding ancestor became more and more clear, and the head that had climbed up was eroding towards the eyes.

As long as the curse seal erodes into the eyes, it means that the body of the sword-wielding ancestor will be occupied by the demon that escaped from the seal, and the consequences will be disastrous.

"Ancestor!" Tantai Qing shouted eagerly.

The ancestor holding the sword suddenly pointed his sword at Tantai Qing, Ye Xuan quickly reminded: "Be careful!"

This time, the sword-wielding patriarch didn't make a move, but said in an intermittent struggling voice: "Descendants of the sword god, defeat me, destroy this body, and take over as the sword-wielder, otherwise the things in the seal will come out."

Tan Taiqing's expression was solemn, and she was struggling in her heart.

The sword-wielding patriarch repeated it, waited for a while, and shot directly, stabbing Tantai Qing with his sword.

Tan Taiqing had no choice but to fight with her sword, using the Benlei sword technique, and fought with the sword-wielding ancestor.

Both sides used the Benlei swordsmanship, and they fought back and forth.

Although the sword-wielding patriarch's cultivation is unfathomable, but after opening the domain of kendo that seals true essence, in the domain, strength depends only on swordsmanship and has nothing to do with cultivation.

Therefore, even if Tan Taiqing's cultivation level cannot be compared with that of the sword-holding ancestor, he can still fight against the sword-holding ancestor after using the Ben Lei sword technique.

"Not enough! It needs to be stronger! The sword holder can't only have this strength, show all your potential!" The sword-wielding patriarch slashed at Tantai Qing with a sword, and the attack became more and more fierce.

Tan Taiqing gritted her teeth to fight back, but as a descendant, even if she was gifted in martial arts, she could not compare with her ancestors who existed in the world for thousands of years.

The black curse mark on the sword-wielding patriarch's body became more and more intense, and strong demonic energy began to emanate from his body.

He drew out his sword and yelled: "Time is running out, the demons are about to occupy my body here, beat me quickly, and destroy my body!"

Tan Taiqing gritted her teeth and tried her best to fight back with her sword, but no matter how hard she fought, at most she could only be evenly matched.

"It's too late! Hurry up!" the ancestor holding the sword shouted in a deep and hoarse voice.

"Ah!" Tantai Qing threw out the sword like a madman, and the sword light pierced out like lightning, hitting sparks like a speeding meteor.

The black curse mark began to invade the eyes, and the sword-wielding patriarch let out a low growl, shouting with the last of his will: "Quick! Where is the descendant of the sword god? Take my life and take away the position of the sword-bearer! Quick! Are there any more?" Other descendants of the Sword God? Could it be that my lineage of the Sword God has withered so far..."

Tan Taiqing gritted her teeth and roared, and tried her best to attack with the sword, but the time of sword training was still short, even if she tried her best, she could not win.

Ye Xuan saw that the situation was not good. If this continues, the monsters in the seal will immediately occupy the body of the sword-wielding ancestor. When the seal is broken, everyone in the sword god's treasury will die.

Ye Xuan couldn't control that much anymore, he drew his sword and joined the battle circle, and used the Thunderbolt swordsmanship to attack.

The sword-wielding patriarch saw a second challenger and immediately turned around to fight back.

When the two swords collided, sparks exploded.

Ye Xuan's swordsmanship is extremely fierce, showing a strong dominance of swordsmanship in the first fight.

"That's right!" The sword-wielding patriarch's muddy eyes flashed brightly, and he shouted while fighting with his sword, "Come! Beat me!"

Ye Xuan's Benlei swordsmanship contained the sword intent of the god emperor, and it was extremely sharp. However, after using the seven forms of the Benlei swordsmanship, its power dropped suddenly.

The sword-wielding patriarch's eyes flashed brightly, and he stretched out a smile on his face, but suddenly felt the power of Ye Xuan's swordsmanship drop sharply, and asked in surprise, "Why do you only know the seven styles of the Thunderbolt Sword?"

Ye Xuan was also very helpless, originally he only got seven Lige swords that recorded the Benlei sword technique, so he only learned the seven forms of the Benlei sword technique, and he didn't have one more style.

"Why do you only know the seven forms of the Thunderbolt Sword, where is the Thunderbolt Sword in the 72nd form?" the ancestor holding the sword asked repeatedly.

Ye Xuan had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "I'm not from the lineage of the sword god, so I only learned seven styles."

"Why? Is it over like this?" The sword-wielding patriarch stopped his sword moves and watched the black curse marks pouring into his eyes like poisonous snakes, unable to recover.

(End of this chapter)