Chapter 1313: Chapter 1299: Struggle for the Prize
The group of Sword Cultivators began moving toward the small wooden hut.
At this moment.
Ren Tianhe, who had obtained the Sword Monarch’s personal sword earlier, eyes flashing with golden light, said to Baiyu, "Brother Bai, most of the Cultivators here are only at the Qi Xuan Realm, there aren’t even a few at the Spirit Transformation Realm. If we join forces and kill our way out, we can naturally split the treasures in this ruin fifty-fifty afterward."
This proposal.
Made Baiyu briefly feel this guy was treating him like an idiot.
However.
He clearly hadn’t realized that Baiyu had never planned to cooperate with him in the first place. The moment this guy drew that sword, would be the time to burn the bridge after crossing it.
Baiyu simply stretched his hand forward.
A terrifying pressure swept over. Ren Tianhe’s expression changed; he immediately tried to get away from Baiyu, but once that giant hand grabbed down, it was as if it had locked onto its target. Ren Tianhe had no way to escape at all and felt a sense of being about to be crushed and destroyed.
At this time.
Ren Tianhe erupted with his full strength, wanting to escape Baiyu’s attack.
He had already realized the other party wasn’t someone at the Spirit Transformation Realm at all, but solidly at the Giant Spirit Realm, absolutely without mistake!
This guy.
Was playing the pig to eat the tiger here.
Ren Tianhe cursed inwardly, not daring to be careless in the slightest. His whole body shuddered, his body seeming to ignite in flames as he shot toward the sky.
His original plan.
Was to let Baiyu work for him for free. With the other party at Spirit Transformation Realm, he could at least hold them off for a while, and he could take that chance to slip away.
Unfortunately.
The current situation was completely miscalculated.
And the reason everything spiraled out of control was because Baiyu’s strength was far beyond what he had predicted, to a ridiculous degree.
Even at his Peak state.
He might not be this guy’s match.
Thinking of this.
Seeing that his speed was nothing compared to the rapidly advancing Baiyu, Ren Tianhe could only hold his longsword in both hands, cradling it before his body, then drawing the sword from its sheath...
Whoosh.
The longsword shot out like a terrifying Flood Dragon.
Carrying an incomparably mighty power.
Only.
The longsword didn’t shoot straight toward Baiyu. Instead, it first hacked fiercely across Ren Tianhe’s own body, making him howl in pain as a large amount of fresh blood sprayed out.
Just a single stroke.
Almost heavily injured him.
However.
After that slash, the sword took off like a rising Flood Dragon, flying out and striking at Baiyu. Seeing this scene, the surrounding Sword Cultivators became even more feverish. The Effect of this sword was truly terrifying.
The desire to fight over this sword.
Became even stronger in everyone’s hearts.
Seeing the Flying Sword incoming, Baiyu frowned and, without hesitation, unleashed the strength of the Giant Spirit Realm, also thrusting out a sword-finger toward the front.
A gigantic Clear Wind Sword Qi.
Blasted out from Baiyu and spread in all directions.
In that instant.
The Calm Wind Sword and that famed sword collided, stirring up huge airwaves in midair.
Baiyu took a deep breath and shot out another Sword Qi. That massive Calm Wind Sword was like a cruise missile, slamming toward the Flying Sword. With a clang and a violent impact, it directly knocked the Flying Sword down to the ground.
Everyone basically saw it clearly.
What this guy had just fired was the most basic Clear Wind Sword Qi, a common product that many Sects possessed.
It had no Level worth mentioning at all.
It was an entry-level Cultivation Technique in the Immortal Cultivation Realm: no talent required, no skill required, and hardly any requirements on True Qi in the body; you could just learn it directly.
But.
To Cultivate the Calm Wind Sword to this extent, that was really one in a million.
It could basically be said there were almost none.
What this guy shot out, calling it Calm Wind Sword was wrong; it should be called Missile Sword, okay.
At this time.
Baiyu took a deep breath and raised both hands. Countless Sword Qi condensed behind him, unexpectedly forming one giant Clear Wind Sword after another. Their enormous size made the Sword Cultivators watching feel like they just wanted to call the cops.
Countless Flying Swords.
Came pouring down like a rainstorm.
Crackling as they flew toward where Ren Tianhe was.
Right at this moment.
Ren Tianhe’s True Qi erupted throughout his body as he tried to withstand this strike head-on, but the instant he came into contact with the first Sword Qi, his face changed dramatically, turning the color of pig liver. His qi and blood surged chaotically within his body; a sweetness rose in his throat and he spewed out a mouthful of blood.
And faced with the ten thousand Flying Swords that followed.
He quite literally had no way to deal with them.
One Flying Sword after another came at him, filling him with despair. Ren Tianhe used every trick he had and still couldn’t hold them off. He even unleashed the power of the Giant Spirit State, but it was instantly shattered by Baiyu’s Calm Wind Swords.
Ren Tianhe still wanted to escape, still wanted to run.
Unfortunately.
Under the sky-filling Calm Wind Swords, he simply couldn’t find a route of escape. Front, back, left, and right were all completely sealed by Calm Wind Swords. You could say there was no road to the heavens and no door to the earth.
One Flying Sword after another pierced straight through Ren Tianhe’s body, taking his life in an instant.
Baiyu flickered and appeared where Ren Tianhe had been, picking up the Sword Monarch’s personal sword. He took a deep breath. With a mask covering his face, he wasn’t afraid of being recognized. After all, there were very few disciples of the Star Shining Sect here, and even if there were some, it would still be hard for them to recognize him.
Because Baiyu basically never went out in the Star Shining Sect.
He had practically no acquaintances.
The people most familiar with him were probably Li Yun, Monk Xuanmu, and the others, and these three were absolutely impossible to appear here. They were probably still Cultivating somewhere.
Besides.
Even if they were here, it would still be hard for them to recognize Baiyu, who was wearing the Thousand Illusion Mask and had undergone Disguise.
So right now Baiyu wasn’t afraid at all.
After he picked up the personal sword, the surrounding Cultivators were envious of this Flying Sword, but they valued their own lives even more. If they lost their lives, no matter how many Magical Treasure Flying Swords they had, it would be useless.
At this time.
Baiyu took a deep breath, gripped the Flying Sword, and shot toward the horizon at extreme speed.
Although the Sword Cultivators all wanted the Flying Sword, none of them gave chase. First, they really couldn’t catch up. Second, Baiyu’s combat Ability was too strong—if they actually caught up, there was a very high chance they would just get chopped into two pieces by that insanely huge, borderline-perverted Calm Wind Sword.
Ren Tianhe’s previous fate.
They had all seen with their own eyes. They did not think they were any stronger than that guy.
Only.
Although most people had no way at all, there was still a small number who quietly tailed Baiyu, trying to pull something else.
This group.
Were obviously people who had a certain confidence in their own strength.
Most of them were at the Spirit Transformation Realm.
Either True Disciples of some Sects, or geniuses within their Sects. As for people at the Giant Spirit Realm, Baiyu hadn’t discovered any, but they might be hiding in the dark. After all, he didn’t fully understand the means of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it wasn’t strange if there were Cultivators skilled at concealment.
The reason he rapidly fled with the Flying Sword in hand.
Was precisely because of this.
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