CapĂtulo 1853: Chapter 1852: The Might of a Single Sword
âA Seven-Star God Monarchâs realm, even with the empowerment of a Divine Artifact, shouldnât possess such terrifying power, right?â The Great Elder was once again taken aback, breaking into a cold sweat.
Itâs evident that Feng Wuchenâs strength is above that of the Third Elder.
From the force of Feng Wuchenâs punch, the Third Elder could clearly feel how terrifying it was, frightening his old heart into pounding wildly.
This punch showcases Feng Wuchenâs true power!
âThird Elder, be careful!â The Palace Master of Taixuan hurriedly warned.
âImmortal Technique! Thunder Fury!â Facing Feng Wuchenâs domineering power, the Third Elder dared not underestimate him and quickly unleashed an Immortal Technique to counter.
Even upon seeing the Third Elder wield an Immortal Technique, Feng Wuchen remained unfazed, showing no signs of retreat.
âBoom!â
âBuzz buzz!â
At zero distance, the hard clash erupted with a deafening bang; extremely terrifying energy ripples rolled out like a mountain flood. Wherever they passed, the void couldnât withstand the pressure, tearing into pitch-black cracks.
âWhat on earth is with this bratâs power? Even with my Immortal Technique, I cannot shake him!â The Third Elder was utterly astonished, even having executed an Immortal Technique, he was powerless to crush Feng Wuchen.
In the fierce clash, Feng Wuchen did not fall behind, sturdily withstanding the Third Elderâs Immortal Technique power.
The Great Elder was stupefied: âHe actually blocked it⊠Is this brat truly a Seven-Star God Monarch?â
âHe can resist the Third Elderâs Immortal Technique barehanded! This brat has a tremendously strong physique.â The Palace Master of Taixuan was shocked beyond comparison.
If not witnessed with their own eyes, no one would dare believe it.
Watching the extremely shocked Third Elder, Feng Wuchen coldly smiled and said, âYou, an authentic Nine-Star God Monarch, arenât much after all.â
Hearing this, the Third Elderâs face, full of shock, instantly turned gloomy, as if he intended to swallow Feng Wuchen whole.
âA Seven-Star God Monarch is, after all, a Seven-Star God Monarch, itâs impossible to contend with a Nine-Star God Monarch. Youâre merely having enhanced combat power by a Divine Artifact. Brat, hold your arrogance!â The Third Elder gritted his teeth; his face dark as if it were about to drip water.
âOh? Is that so?â Feng Wuchen sneered contemptuously: âHonestly, with your strength, itâs hard to even test my battle prowess.â
âOutrageous!â After repeated contemptuous mockery from Feng Wuchen, the Third Elder was furiously enraged, murderous aura soaring to the sky.
âXuan Ming Sword!â the Third Elder roared angrily, summoning an Immortal Sword with his strength surging.
The Third Elder summoning his life-bound Immortal Artifact indicated he was furious beyond tolerance.
Holding the Xuan Ming Sword pointing obliquely to the void, the Third Elder appeared awe-inspiring, his mighty Sword Intent soared to the heavens, his power nearing the peak realm of Nine-Star God Monarch.
Standing with the Xuan Ming Sword, he traced the swordâs edge with a hand gesture, in that instant, thousands of terrifying energy sword shadows condensed around him.
âSwish swish swish!â
âBuzz buzz!â
With a swing of the Xuan Ming Sword, thousands of azure sword shadows shot out like lightning, a chorus of sharp, ear-piercing sonic booms resonated through the void, like a return of ten thousand swords, incredibly splendid, imposing, and tremendously fierce, creating a magnificent spectacle.
âThis power is indeed not weak.â Feng Wuchenâs lips curved into a cold smile, his hand clawed, revealing a blood-red gleam at the center of his palm.
A Blood Sword emerged from the center of his palm, filled with a bloodthirsty aura and a soul-stirring terrible force.
Upon the Blood Swordâs introduction, an unparalleled Sword Intent mercilessly stormed out, exuding an emperorâs aura.
âWhat a terrifying sword, is this brat using blood to nurture the sword? This seems not to be a Divine Artifact.â The Palace Master of Taixuan deeply furrowed his brows, never having seen such a bizarre sword.
âBlood Sword? This power has reached the Divine Emperorâs level!â The Great Elderâs pupils contracted sharply, extremely dreading inside.
âIs this brat a monster? He even has such a terrifying Blood Sword!â The Third Elderâs old eyes widened, involuntarily gasping.
The Blood Sword hovered before Feng Wuchen as he slowly grasped it.
âBuzz buzz!â
Holding the Blood Sword downwards, he pointed obliquely to the void, a vast Sword Qi rolled out, causing the void to twist and tremble.
âNo matter how strong your sword technique is, Iâll cut it down with one sword! Godslayer!â Feng Wuchen shouted, the Blood Sword sweeping out with overwhelming might.
âSwish!â
âBuzz buzz!â
A Blood Sword of thousands of meters grand shot out, the blood light enveloping the void, turning the space into a blood-red expanse, eerie and terrifying, the Blood Swordâs energy brutally dominant.
Seeing the massive Blood Sword energy of thousands of meters, beads of sweat densely covered the Third Elderâs forehead, his body trembling uncontrollably, his old eyes full of terror.
Looking at the stupefied Third Elder, it seemed as if he had been struck dumb.
âBoom boom boom!â
âBuzz buzz!â
The massive Blood Sword, wherever it passes, could not be shaken by the Third Elderâs sword shadows, all easily destroyed, accompanied by unending deafening explosions.
âHow is this possibleâŠâ Seeing this scene, the Third Elder was dumbfounded.
The Immortal Technique exerted to its full power was as weak as a fly before Feng Wuchenâs Blood Sword.
In just the blink of an eye, the thousands of sword shadows were all annihilated, the ruthless Blood Sword charging towards the terrified Third Elder.
âThis is simply the power of a Divine Emperor!â The Palace Master of Taixuan was extremely shocked, never having witnessed such a monstrous Seven-Star God Monarch, feeling as if he had wasted his years living like a dog.
âDustâs Blood Sword is becoming more terrifying.â Xu Feng swallowed a nervous gulp, his face pallid.
âNurturing the sword with blood is indeed terrifying. This should be Dustâs most fearsome ace up the sleeve; the Blood Sword complemented by the Divine Art probably even an One-Star Divine Emperor could fall to Dust.â Mu Honglian speculated; her pretty face also filled with shock.
âBoom!â
âSpit!â
âBuzz buzz!â
Facing the massive and intimidating Blood Sword, the Third Elder could only gather an energy shield to resist, but with a thunderous explosion, the energy shield shattered instantly, causing the Third Elder to spit blood, suffering severe injuries on the spot.
The Blood Swordâs power, terrifying as such.
The Third Elder was powerless to resist the Blood Swordâs strength, being pressed all the way out hundreds of meters, blood constantly seeping from his mouth, his teeth gritted hard yet unable to hold it back.
âHurry up and help!â The panic-stricken Third Elder shouted anxiously.
âThird Elder!â The Great Elder immediately flickered to action.
If they didnât intervene timely, the Third Elder might be in mortal danger.
âTo defeat a Nine-Star God Monarchâs expert with a single sword⊠Dustâs power is truly terrifying⊠Under a Divine Emperor, Dust is absolutely invincible!â Xu Feng trembled with fear.
The Great Elder, a Two-Star Divine Emperor expert, possessing power to crush all Nine-Star God Monarchs, struck with a palm, directly shattering Feng Wuchenâs Blood Sword.
Upon seeing this, Feng Wuchen coldly smiled: âA Two-Star Divine Emperor is indeed powerful, destroying my Blood Sword with a single palm.â
âBrat, though you managed to defeat the Third Elder, your strength indeed isnât weak, but compared to a Divine Emperor, youâre far lacking.â The Great Elder spoke coldly.
âMy strength indeed isnât as strong as a Divine Emperorâs, but if you are to bully the weak with your strength, thatâs another matter.â Feng Wuchen sneered, prepared to invoke Tian Shaâs power anytime, to kill these Divine Emperors, effortlessly.