Chaotic Sword God

"Bang!"

The body of the Never-Falling Moon fell freely from the sky and hit the ground heavily below.

A powerful warrior of the first level of the Immortal Lord realm was instantly killed by a sword of the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor realm. The scene of his fall had become an extremely terrifying sight, leaving a great shock in the hearts of all the Immortal Emperors present.

For a moment, the world was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, and all the Immortal Emperors and Immortal Lords held their breath.

The death of the Immortal Lord is definitely a huge event that will shock the entire Taiji Heaven and cause a shock to the entire Taiji Heaven.

Xue Ji, who was standing behind Jian Chen, also showed an expression of shock that she could not hide at this moment. She had heard from rumors that Jian Chen was very powerful, but this power was more dependent on top-level formations such as the God Formation of the Heavens. She never expected that Jian Chen could possess the terrifying combat power to kill an Immortal Venerable with a single sword without the help of a divine formation.

After all, his own realm is only that of an Immortal Emperor!

After killing Yue Buxu with one sword, Jian Chen suddenly had a flash of enlightenment in his mind. At this moment, his understanding of the Hundred Layered Swords was further enhanced.

To kill Yue Bu Luo, he only used the Five Layered Swords. After all, with his current level of cultivation, even without the help of a top-grade artifact, using the Five Layered Swords was more than enough to deal with an ordinary Immortal Lord of the First Level.

Now, with his improved understanding of the Hundred Layered Swords, Jian Chen has successfully comprehended the Tenth Layered Sword.

Perhaps it should not be described as understanding, but rather a natural improvement.

Because he no longer needs to comprehend the Hundred Layered Swords that he has mastered. As time goes by, the Hundred Layered Swords will improve on their own.

It's as if I had always had that feeling but had forgotten it, and now I'm getting it back little by little.

And the further you go, the longer it will take!

"Yue Zu!" A cry filled with grief was heard, and the Liuyue Dao Sect's supreme elder, Zhenren Duanmo, came to Yue Bu Luo's corpse with a look of grief and anger.

Then, he picked up Yue Bu Luo's body with trembling hands, stared at Jian Chen with bloodshot eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "After all, Yue Zu is one of the three ancestors of our Liuyue Dao Sect. You are too disrespectful to our Liuyue Dao Sect by doing this."

Listening to Master Duanmo's words full of resentment and unwillingness, Jian Chen turned his head and stared over. When his eyes met Master Duanmo's, Master Duanmo's mind trembled violently.

At this moment, Master Duanmo, who clearly possessed the eighth level of Immortal Emperor cultivation, actually showed a hint of fear and timidity under Jian Chen's gaze.

It was not for any other reason, but because he felt a hint of threat of death from Jian Chen's cold eyes. It felt as if whoever he wanted to die would have to die.

“Since Yue Bu Luo is someone I must kill, let alone your Liu Yue Dao Sect, even if he is from a heavenly-level force, he will not be able to escape death.” Jian Chen said in a cold tone.

As Jian Chen's voice fell, at the end of the distant sky, a terrifying aura that was many times stronger than Yue Zu's suddenly erupted between heaven and earth, causing the immortal spirit energy of the entire Taiji Heavenly Realm to boil violently.

I saw a huge celestial sword suddenly appear in the distant sky. It was condensed from endless sword intent. The sharp tip of the sword pierced into the sky, releasing an unparalleled domineering aura that looked down on the world.

"Who dares to kill someone from my Liuyue Dao Sect!" An old voice came from afar, like rolling thunder, echoing continuously over the Taiji Mountains.

The next moment, the heavenly sword formed by the terrifying sword intent crossed billions of miles of void as if by teleportation and landed directly on the Taiji Mountains.

Suddenly, the entire Taiji Mountains were shrouded in a domineering and boundless sword intent. Under this sword intent, the many Immortal Emperors gathered here felt a tingling pain all over their bodies, as if an invisible sharp knife tip was piercing their skin.

A figure emerged from the Heavenly Sword. It was a burly middle-aged man wearing a white robe. He was staring at Yue Bu Luo's corpse with murderous eyes. The murderous intent emanating from his body was so strong that the temperature of this world dropped sharply.

"He is Tyrant Blade Ancestor, one of the three ancestors of Liuyue Blade Sect, and he is at the third level of Immortal Venerable Realm." Xue Ji transmitted the message obscurely behind Jian Chen, with a look of deep fear: "Although Tyrant Blade Ancestor's strength is not the strongest in Liuyue Blade Sect, he is the most difficult person to mess with, because the technique he practices is extremely domineering, and so is his personality. He is domineering and unscrupulous, and truly reckless. When he starts fighting, he will be affected by the technique, and the whole person will enter a state of madness, without pain, fear, or worries, and his combat power will rise sharply."

“So, even though Patriarch Ba Dao is only at the third level of the Immortal Lord Realm, he has few rivals at the same level.”

Listening to Xue Ji's introduction, Jian Chen's expression did not change at all. He showed an attitude that he did not take Tyrant Blade Patriarch seriously at all. He turned and asked, "Just tell me, is this person someone I must kill?"

Xue Ji understood the hidden meaning in Jian Chen's words, which was whether the blood of Zixiao Sword Sect's disciples was stained on the body of Tyrant Blade Ancestor.

"I... I don't know!" Xue Ji said softly, with a moment of hesitation in her eyes. She wanted to say yes, because she knew that if she said yes, Ba Dao Patriarch would surely die today, and the Black Demon Palace would lose a great enemy.

She really wanted to use Jian Chen's hand to completely eliminate this mortal enemy of the Black Demon Palace.

But in the end, she didn't do it.

"How arrogant! You killed an immortal from my Liuyue Sword Sect and yet you are still so unscrupulous. No matter who you are or what force you come from, don't even think about leaving today." The tone of the Tyrant Sword Ancestor was filled with boundless murderous intent. One sword law after another surrounded him. He held a magic sword in his hand. A dazzling light burst out and the tremendous power quickly gathered, ready to take action.

At the same time, above the Taiji Mountains, many powerful divine thoughts swept across, alarming the immortal ancestors who had been in seclusion for many years and not caring about worldly affairs. They all sent out their divine consciousness from their seclusion.

As if he had sensed that the Tyrant Sword Ancestor was about to make a move, the Li Tian Sword appeared in Jian Chen's hand, with fighting spirit burning in his eyes. He also wanted to try to use his Tenfold Swords to see if he could unleash a power comparable to the third level of the Immortal Venerable Realm.

Jian Chen killed Yue Buluo, who was at the first level of the Immortal Realm, without using any magic weapon. He only used five overlapping swords to kill him.

But the gap between the Third Heaven and the First Heaven is like a chasm. He is confident that he can kill Yue Bu Luo instantly with the Five-fold Sword without using any magic weapon, but he may not be able to kill the Third Heaven instantly with the Ten-fold Sword.

Of course, with his own abilities, he does have ways to kill Sanchongtian. If he uses the Shadowless Death Sword, the Mysterious Sword Qi and other means, Sanchongtian will also die, but it will cost some effort.

This time, he just wanted to test the power of the Tenfold Swords!

"Ba Dao, be patient!" Just as the two were about to fight, a vicissitudes of life voice suddenly came, and a dry hand stretched out from the void and gently pressed on the shoulder of Ba Dao's ancestor.

Suddenly, the old ancestor of Tyrant Sword seemed to be suppressed by something, and the tremendous momentum emanating from his body suddenly weakened like a deflated ball.

"Grandfather, why are you stopping me? This man killed Yue Bu Luo, I must cut him into pieces." The old ancestor Ba Dao roared, perhaps because of the martial arts he practiced, at this moment he looked extremely violent.

"Yue Bu Luo's death makes me very sad. For our sect, it is an unbearable loss. Leave the matters here to me, and you go back first!" Gaozu's voice was heard, and then an old man with white hair and a youthful face appeared in front of Ba Dao Patriarch. He waved his hand lightly, and the void immediately cracked, as if a void channel was formed to send Ba Dao Patriarch away.