Zhou Hong, who had just broken through not long ago, used one astounding sword to cut down over a hundred Yellow-tier battlefield wraiths, immediately shocking everyone.
Under the same tier circumstances, a Sword Emperor’s strength definitely far exceeded a Wusheng. Moreover, this was performed by finding a flaw when opponents attacked and executing the Soaring Sword Divine Art.
The reason Jun Changxiao could repeatedly fight above his level also related to his innate sword cultivation aptitude—and he was a Sword-Martial Dual King at that. If it were only one, though crossing levels would be possible, it wouldn’t be so explosive.
“This strong?”
Xiao Zui Ji, who had withstood various energies, looked surprised.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Just then, a finger beam suddenly flew past his ear, then penetrated straight through an incoming battlefield wraith’s helmet.
“I’ve told you many times—don’t let your mind wander during battle.”
Ye Xingchen flew over from the distance, his expression aloof.
“…”
Xiao Zui Ji remained silent, raising Cloud Dream Chivalrous Hidden and said, “I’ll attract firepower, you handle the attacks.”
“No need.”
Ye Xingchen suddenly charged forward, the True Yang Sword appearing out of thin air as he said, “That’s too troublesome.”
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
His wrist moved, sword light flashed!
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
In an instant, four or five battlefield wraiths circling from left and right had their heads severed.
Night Emperor also cultivated the Soaring Sword Divine Art. Though the power of Single Character Sword Art couldn’t match Zhou Hong’s, his comprehension was good, making the kills quite effortless.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
On another side, Purple Lin Demon King charged in.
Each time this guy swung a punch, his clothes and pants exploded, finally leaving only red underwear.
“…”
Everyone’s mouths twitched.
Many warriors had seen Purple Lin Demon King before. Every time they saw him explode his clothing, they would roar madly in their hearts, “This is a super huge pervert!”
This pervert didn’t just refer to exploding his clothing—it also included his strength.
Hall Master Zi entered the battlefield not long ago and instantly engaged eight Earth-tier battlefield wraiths, fighting not only spectacularly but gradually gaining the upper hand.
“Scram!”
“Boom boom boom!”
Purple energy erupted around Purple Lin Demon King’s body, and three Earth-tier battlefield wraiths were directly pummeled away.
Domineering, imposing!
Though Little Zizi hadn’t cultivated the Eternal Sect’s martial arts, through various physical tempering and gradual recovery of cultivation, his strength was clearly stronger than before!
“Boom boom boom—”
After another round of combat, the remaining Earth-tier experts were also pummeled away!
“Really fierce!”
The planar warriors exclaimed in shock.
“Swish!”
Purple Lin Demon King raised his hand, his gaze locking onto the Heaven-tier battlefield wraith hovering above, an evil smile curving his lips.
“Swoosh—”
A purple light beam dragging flowing light bombarded upward!
“Swish!”
The Heaven-tier battlefield wraith’s eyes flashed with ghostly light. Two broken short blades appeared out of thin air, then suddenly slashed through the void.
“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”
Blade shadows like light, tearing through space!
The bombarding light beam was immediately decomposed, then disappeared without a trace.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The blade light pressed down again, accompanied by explosive sounds.
“Kekeke!”
Strange laughter came from within the energy smoke. Purple Lin Demon King stood proudly in midair, the incoming blade light already broken by Hell’s Fury equipped on both fists.
Equipping the pink gloves filled him with fighting spirit!
Therefore, truly fragrant!
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
Purple Lin Demon King’s fists frequently bombarded the void, countless fist shadows pressing upward like a violent storm.
The planar warriors watched with hearts pounding, then shifted their gazes to lock onto Li Qingyang and others who subsequently joined the battlefield.
It wasn’t that Hall Master Zi’s fight with the battlefield wraith wasn’t spectacular enough, but rather that their level of combat—whether in power or attack speed—was too fast. Those of lower tiers couldn’t see clearly at all.
In contrast, the Eternal Sect disciples’ battles could still be clearly captured with spiritual sense for every movement.
“Look quickly!” someone exclaimed.
Everyone mobilized their spiritual sense and saw Li Qingyang, who had just charged in, raise Heaven Slaughter Thunder Pattern, his left hand with two fingers pressed against the blade sliding from hilt to tip.
“Thunder Pattern!”
“Sizzle sizzle sizzle!”
Both sides of the blade immediately displayed thunder and lightning pattern lines, radiating powerful and explosive thunder-element energy.
This was also one of the exclusive divine weapon’s functions. Though not as awesome as the ultimate skill, it was like applying enchantment to the weapon.
“Swish!”
Li Qingyang’s Thunder Punishment Body erupted, pouring into Heaven Slaughter Thunder Pattern as he raised the sword and slashed toward an attacking battlefield wraith.
“Rip—”
Where the sword light passed, thunder serpents sprayed.
That battlefield wraith’s helmet along with its armor was instantly split in two, then fell to the ground.
“This person’s weapon is also definitely extraordinary!” the planar warriors exclaimed.
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
After succeeding, Li Qingyang didn’t pause for a moment, wielding the thunder pattern-enhanced divine weapon as he charged into the crowd, launching the coldest slaughter.
“Sizzle sizzle sizzle!”
“Swish swish swish!”
Lightning and sword energy crisscrossed and flashed!
Moments later, Li Qingyang stood in midair wielding his sword. Behind him, over ten battlefield wraiths suddenly shattered, transforming into fragments that fell down.
“Too terrifying!”
“Too monstrous!”
The planar warriors were deeply shocked by the Eternal Sect disciples’ strength and equipment.
Ke Jinnan watched dumbfounded.
If they hadn’t been acting in the Slaughter Asura Field back then and had actually fought against Sect Master Jun and his disciples, they probably would have been completely annihilated!
“Valley Master Ke.”
Jun Changxiao said, “You enter the stronghold first. Leave this to Jun.”
Five thousand battlefield wraiths were all experience points. Gou Sheng naturally hoped his disciples could engage in real combat rather than having others share the spoils.
“Alright!”
Ke Jinnan didn’t decline either, hastily retreating.
The Hundred Leaves Valley high-ranking members and disciples who had charged out also stopped, instantly transforming from bloody battle mode to melon-eating spectators.
“All disciples, heed my command!”
Jun Changxiao turned around, standing outside Lingyuan Continent’s stronghold, saying, “Annihilate all this trash!”
“Yes!”
The Eternal Sect disciples continuously flying over from the distance put on their True Yang Sets one after another, brandishing the Dragon Fang Blades and Dragon Fang Spears the Sect Master had just given them, charging in like crazed fierce beasts.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
For a time, in the airspace outside Lingyuan Continent’s stronghold, light flashed brilliantly, staging a visual feast like fireworks.
“Swoosh—”
Suddenly, a flowing light arrow pierced through the void, precisely penetrating a Yellow-tier battlefield wraith’s helmet, then its consciousness dissipated as it fell down.
“Holy shit!”
Looking at the Dragon Fang Bow in his hands, Li Shangtian said with a shocked expression, “The bow the Sect Master gave is this strong?”
As a member of Fine Rain Hall, he was already proficient with firearms from the shop, so naturally using traditional bows came easily.
Among the disciples, the strongest with long-distance weapons was naturally Xiao Zui Ji.
At this moment, he had already strapped Cloud Dream Chivalrous Hidden to his back, wielding the Dragon Fang Bow in hand. His left hand frequently pulled the string, flowing light arrows condensed from spiritual energy flying out. Battlefield wraiths had their heads blown off one after another.
“Swish! Swish!”
“Boom boom boom—”
In the crowd, Long Ziyang wore the True Yang Set, wielding the True Yang Sword in his left hand and Dragon Fang Spear in his right, sometimes slashing, sometimes thrusting, fighting in a truly flashy manner!
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
Li Fei, Tian Qi, Huo Ling and others had also charged over, locking onto Yellow-tier battlefield wraiths one after another to fight. As for the Mystic and Earth-tier, those were left to Elder Ding, Jiang Xie and others.
The entire Eternal Sect versus five thousand battlefield wraiths—an intense battle thus began!