Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

As Dragon Lord's orders came down, one huge figure after another slowly crossed the mountain top.

Each of them looked like a huge human-shaped mass of flesh, nearly two or three feet tall and about ten feet wide. Their bodies were made up of countless corpse remains. There were obvious sutures between the many corpse remains, as if countless corpses had been sewn together artificially.

There is no doubt that these monsters are the Flesh Tailors.

The Flesh and Blood Tailor who almost completely defeated Ning Yan and his team in Guicheng.

As symbolic evil creatures in the Shinra ruins, most of these flesh and blood tailors are transformed from disciples of the Shinra Wanxiang Sect. The weakest one can be compared to the strength of a Ru Jin, and the strong one even makes those at the peak of Ru Jin retreat.

Among the dozen or so flesh and blood tailors that appeared on the top of the mountain at this moment, almost half of them possessed terrifying strength comparable to that of the peak of the entry level.

Under normal circumstances, with the lineup of Lin Shilun and others, they would not necessarily lose against these flesh and blood tailors.

After all, there are several warriors among them who have reached the peak of their strength, and compared to evil creatures like the Flesh Tailor that rely purely on brute force and do not have much intelligence, these warriors are extremely experienced in actual combat and cooperate with each other tacitly. They have many ways to kill these Flesh Tailors.

However, under the crazy consumption of massive disaster beasts, not only did the number of warriors decrease rapidly, but the combat effectiveness of the remaining ones also decreased significantly.

At this point, it is already very good for those who are usually at the peak of Ru Jin to be able to display strength comparable to that of Ru Jin.

"Roar!!"

The flesh tailors let out ferocious roars that were not like those of a human, and rushed down from the mountaintop one after another with weapons in hand. Their momentum was so overwhelming that some of the disaster beasts that blocked their way were smashed into pieces of meat.

Although there were only a dozen of them, they rushed out with a ferocity and violence comparable to that of a large army of beasts.

"Kill!"

A blood-thirsty warrior rushed straight towards the Flesh Tailor.

With a loud bang, four or five chains as big as millstones were thrown out from the hands of the Flesh and Blood Tailor and hit where he was standing.

In the blink of an eye, blood was splashing all over the sky.

Some warriors in the back were suddenly awakened by the blood.

When they saw the approaching flesh and blood tailors, they felt cold all over.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

Chain balls came crashing down one after another.

Even if he was not hit directly, just a slight touch would blow half of his arm to pieces.

In the blink of an eye, the chaotic battlefield became like purgatory. More than twenty warriors turned into minced meat on the ground without a sound, and were devoured and trampled by the surrounding disaster beasts, and quickly dissipated.

"withstand!!"

Shi Xuanqi, with blood all over his face, roared and rushed forward immediately to block the gap created by the deaths of many warriors.

Lin Shilun also followed forward, but was knocked away on the spot by a chain ball that came from the sky.

"I come!"

Song Canghai, his armor stained with blood, rushed forward and met the bloody tailor who was attacking him nearby.

Seeing the remaining flesh and blood tailors coming over one after another, Xu Huasheng, who was in the crowd, also had a distorted expression and roared angrily:

"I'm going to fight you guys!!"

He pounced on a nearby flesh tailor and hugged him tightly, sweat pouring out of his body.

There was a loud explosion, and the flesh and blood tailor's body was blown to pieces.

Several intact bodies that had been stitched together were blown to pieces.

The Flesh Tailor, who originally had a huge body, now had less than one-third of its original size left.

Seeing this scene, Xu Huasheng was shocked and felt extremely bitter in his mouth.

The combined explosion is his trump card. Under normal circumstances, even if someone at the same level as him is at the peak of his strength, there is no way he can survive if he is blown up like this.

As a result, there was only one third of the flesh and blood tailor left.

Moreover, he couldn't even completely shatter the opponent's core.

loss.

What a fucking loss!
The remaining one-third of the flesh and blood tailor still had amazing vitality. He turned around and tried to hug Xu Huasheng and assimilate him into his body.

Xu Huasheng rolled and crawled to escape the enemy's capture.

Before he could even catch his breath while sitting on the edge, a sharp whistling sound suddenly hit his forehead.

“Shit!”

When Xu Huasheng caught a glimpse of the flying afterimage, his heart suddenly turned cold.

However, before the afterimage of the chain ball could land in front of his eyes, a streak of light arrived first and instantly cut behind the afterimage.

The chain broke instantly, and the huge chain ball, carrying unimaginable kinetic energy, brushed past his head and smashed into the herd of beasts in the distance, splashing a large wave of blood.

Xu Huasheng stared blankly at a long sword stuck not far away.

It was a light green sword with an extremely thin blade, like a leaf that could be broken with ease.

But this thin sword, seemingly as weak as a willow in the wind, easily cut off the terrifying chain ball.

There is no doubt that this is a spiritual weapon.

A new spiritual weapon that has never been recorded in Fulong City.

Xu Huasheng suddenly turned his head and looked towards the depths of the sword domain, looking at the anxious figure running towards him, and a hint of complexity flashed across his eyes.

He casually picked up the pale green spirit sword on the ground, rolled over to avoid the huge fist of the Flesh Tailor, and with a light sweep of his hand, the spirit sword cut through the two pillar-like giant legs easily like a knife cutting tofu.

The Flesh Tailor fell to his knees with a loud bang.

Xu Huasheng struck down with several swords in succession, immediately cutting the flesh tailor into pieces.

at the same time.

Ning Yan, who was running fast, suddenly shouted:

"Master Lin, take the sword!"

As he spoke, he threw out another dark golden giant sword.

Lin Shilun was stunned for a moment, looked at the long sword flying towards him, immediately caught it, turned around and fought with the two flesh tailors who were chasing him.

Ning Yan frowned slightly as he looked at Song Canghai and Shi Xuanqi who had been cut up and surrounded by the flesh and blood tailors.

He kept rushing to the battlefield, quickly found Wu Xuantian who was still alive and kicking, and threw him a pitch-black sword.

Wu Xuantian took the long sword and beheaded the several disaster beasts in front of him with one strike, and said in amazement:

"Of course, Junior Brother Ning, you actually managed to get a spiritual sword!"

"Not one, but four."

As he spoke, Ning Yan raised the last nearly transparent slender dagger in his hand, and with one sword, he split the disaster beast that was flying towards him from the side into two halves.

"Why are there four?"

Wu Xuantian looked bewildered.

"I had a chance at Jianxin Pass and luckily got four of them. I'll talk about this later."

Ning Yan glanced at Xu Huasheng and Lin Shilun who were killing people, then turned his gaze to Song Canghai and Shi Xuanqi who were struggling to hold on, and said in a deep voice:
"Elder Shi and Song Gongsheng are in danger. Once they die, the war situation here will be further deteriorated. We must rescue them as soon as possible." "Rely on us?"

"Depend on us."

"Okay, I'm going to be a hero today too!"

Without saying much, Ning Yan immediately rushed forward with Wu Xuantian who had just been inflated.

Along the way, he encountered a large number of disaster beasts that came to attack, but with the magic sword in his hand, he easily killed them on the spot.

Looking at the disaster beasts of the same level being slaughtered easily, Wu Xuantian was filled with endless shock.

He had never felt the importance of weapons as he did now.

Just by changing his spiritual weapon, the disaster beasts that were able to fight him for a long time before were like fish on a chopping board, with almost no power to resist.

With just a casual sword move, the beast's claws and bones, which it was so proud of, could be cut off one by one, without even requiring any extra movement.

No matter how you struggle, how you roar, or how violent you are.

I only need one sword.

As the battle progressed, his confidence continued to grow.

After killing all the disaster beasts around him, Wu Xuantian only regretted that he had not encountered a disaster beast of the Silk Power level.

Otherwise, since he had just been promoted, he could have made a name for himself by fighting against opponents of higher levels.

But after seeing the huge flesh tailor not far away, Wu Xuantian's breathing became heavy.

He never expected that one day these strange things would make him as excited as seeing beautiful women.

Wu Xuantian rushed forward roaring.

Ning Yan saw the brave and domineering Wu Xuantian, chose the other direction and rushed over as well.

"The Selfless Samsara Sword!"

In an instant, Ning Yan seemed to be pulled away from reality.

He seemed to have become a third party outside the battlefield, watching the entire battlefield from a third party's perspective.

Yes, this is exactly the horror hidden in the Sword of Selfless Reincarnation.

Freed from its own constraints, it can observe the battlefield from a more objective perspective, learn more details, and understand more flaws in the enemy.

Combined with the huge improvement brought by the swordsmanship itself, it has become very common to fight across levels.

If there is no spiritual weapon, it may be very difficult to deal with the silk force.

But now that he has a spiritual sword in his hand that matches his sword skills, he dares to fight even if he is faced with the power of silk.

Not to mention the bunch of flesh and blood tailors in front of them, who couldn't even reach the level of silk power.

The surging sword light was as surging as the tide, fierce and magnificent, vast and continuous.

In the blink of an eye, the three flesh and blood tailors standing in front of Ning Yan turned into bloody bones all over the sky.

The fragmented remains could not be pieced together even by the best tailor.

Blood was dripping down. Looking at Ning Yan holding the magic sword, Shi Xuanqi, the elder of Qianyan Sect who was almost exhausted, was slightly stunned.

"I didn't expect you to actually succeed in getting the spirit sword."

Looking at the rapier dripping with blood in his hand, Shi Xuanqi couldn't help but show a complex expression on his face.

At this time, Song Canghai, whose armor was tattered after being rescued by Wu Xuantian, also stepped forward.

"You are truly a hero when you are young. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have found it hard to imagine that you actually pulled out four spiritual swords in the sword domain. When the news gets out, the entire Fulong City will probably be in a complete uproar."

"That's true. After all, the spiritual weapons of all the major sects in Fulong City only add up to four in total, and he got all four at once. If we add the one he already had, he has actually surpassed all the major sects."

Lin Shilun was covered in blood, but the smile on his face was quite emotional.

"Humph, why are you talking so much? We are not sure whether we can get out alive now."

Xu Huasheng still speaks out foul language, but he also speaks out the reality.

Everyone looked around.

The attacking flesh tailors have been completely wiped out.

The disaster beasts that had attacked them before were also almost slaughtered at this moment.

In fact, most of those disaster beasts died at the hands of the Flesh Tailor.

Once those flesh and blood tailors start killing, they don't care who is their own people or not.

All those who stand in the way are enemies.

However, this hard-won victory only gave everyone a brief respite.

The disaster beasts that invaded the sword domain were only a part of the herd.

Compared with the beast groups that still remain outside, this vanguard force may be less than one-fifth of the total number.

With the few manpower they have left and the little strength left in their bodies, even with spiritual weapons in hand, they probably still won't be able to withstand subsequent attacks from the beasts.

The situation remains extremely serious, with little improvement.

Looking at the remaining thirty-odd warriors in the Sword Domain, the Dragon Lord, who was sitting high above the disaster beast, said with interest:
"As expected of a bug, its vitality is even stronger than I thought. I sent so many Flesh Tailors over there but they still couldn't take it all away in one go. This is really unexpected. But what surprised me even more was the four spirit swords."

Long Zun turned his gaze to Ning Yan in the crowd and asked loudly:
"Boy, what is your relationship with Shenluo Sword Master Li Wuxiang?"

Hearing this, many warriors present suddenly became agitated.

Before the demise of the Shenluo Wanxiang Sect, there were a total of three top powerhouses. These three top powerhouses all stood at the peak of the third realm. It is rumored that one of them even broke through to the fourth realm.

And the Shenluo Sword Master Li Wuxiang is one of these three people.

According to information circulated in some materials, he is most likely the creator of this entire sword domain.

At this moment, facing Long Zun's question, Ning Yan shook his head and said:

"I don't know him."

"you are lying!"

Long Zun coldly rebuked:

"When Li Wushang created the Sword Domain, he set up thirteen sword gates in total. Those who can pass all thirteen gates will be able to obtain his inheritance. Over the years, countless disciples of the Shenluo Wanxiang Sect have tried to pass the gates, but the one with the best performance only stopped at the sixth gate.

Now you have successfully entered the fifth level, the Sword Questioning Pass. Even in the heyday of the Shenluo Wanxiang Sect, you are one of the best sword geniuses in the sect. Not to mention that you also obtained four spiritual swords from the Sword Questioning Pass, which proves that you have successfully solved four mysteries. This achievement is enough to cause the afterimage of Li Wuxiang to appear. How dare you say that you don't know him?"

Ning Yan was quite surprised when he heard this:

"As a livestock, you know a lot."

A hint of green appeared on Long Zun's face, and he continued:
"I'll give you one last chance."

"Hand over all the four mysteries you solved in Jianwenguan, and I will let you go.

Otherwise you will die with them today!
Even if you get four spirit swords, you still can't escape my siege today."

"You talk too much nonsense."

"You blind thing, then die here!"

Dragon Lord waved his hand fiercely, and countless disaster beasts immediately rushed towards the sword domain. (End of this chapter)