The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 543 The Number One Sword Under Heaven

The invisible laws of heaven and earth gradually manifested themselves in the form of martial arts amidst the frenzied attacks of Wu Yazi and his group of five.

As time went on, the five players became more and more coordinated and their attacks became increasingly tight and seamless.

Their martial arts skills influenced, accumulated, enhanced, and converged with each other, eventually forming a net that completely surrounded Xu Xingchen, leaving him nowhere to hide or escape.

The heavens and earth seemed to sense that Xu Xingchen, like a fish, wanted to break free of the fishing net and jump ashore.

Dark clouds, like galloping horses, surged in from all directions, endless and boundless.

They quickly coalesced above the majestic mountain peaks, forming a vast vortex that covered the heavens and the earth.

The Zhongnan Mountains were suddenly shrouded in darkness, as dark as night.

Click!Click!
Amidst the churning, dark clouds, lightning flashed across the sky, branching out and spreading, shrouding the entire mountain range in a shimmering, ever-changing hue.

Boom! Boom!
Thunder roared, shaking the heavens and earth, causing the surrounding martial arts practitioners to experience ringing in their ears and dizziness, making them unable to hear any other sounds for a moment.

On the equally dim and majestic mountain peak, the radiance emanating from the battle between the six appeared even more magnificent, flawless, bright, and dazzling in the eyes of the surrounding martial arts practitioners who were watching the fight.

Faced with a dense barrage of attacks from all directions, like a net from heaven and earth, Xu Xingchen gradually found himself overwhelmed.

Although his Yuan Magnetic Ring was still shooting out rapidly, constantly smashing the incoming martial arts techniques, it was more often being bounced back by the powerful and surging force.

The several-foot-long red ribbon coiled like a dragon and snake, but the range in which it could fly and move was constantly shrinking.

The three-zhang-high green mountain suppressed wave after wave of fierce attacks, shattering one violent energy wave after another, but it was also blown away and forced back by even more ferocious and violent forces.

Only the three-zhang-long sword beam, shimmering with iridescent colors, remained unstoppable and invincible.

However, as the five people improved their teamwork and their power accumulated and merged, the power of the three-zhang sword beam was gradually suppressed.

Xu Xingchen's eyes shone with a sharp light as bright and dazzling as a searchlight. His clothes were tattered and billowing, and his long black hair danced wildly in the air.

As the battle continued and intensified, Xu Xingchen increasingly sensed that the martial arts power of the five people around him had completely become a manifestation of the laws of heaven.

The laws of Heaven are using the power of these five people to transform the intangible into the tangible, launching a deadly siege against Xu Xingchen, this big fish.

Although Xu Xingchen, this fish, jumped into this world from another river, now that she's here, she can't leave.

How could Xu Xingchen be willing to accept this?

The struggle intensified, and a continuous stream of power erupted from within his body.

But the power of the surrounding net grew stronger and more terrifying.

The figures of Wu Yazi and his four companions gradually disappeared, leaving only a mixture of five-colored power that swirled together to form a turbulent vortex tornado, spinning wildly around Xu Xingchen and relentlessly attacking him.

The multicolored tornado, covering an area of ​​several dozen feet and reaching a height of several tens of feet, spun rapidly, accompanied by lightning and thunder, echoing the black clouds and lightning in the sky.

It resembled a prehistoric behemoth, twisting and turning on the majestic mountain peaks, crashing in all directions.

Wherever it went, everything was violently destroyed and annihilated without restraint.

No living thing can survive, not even flowers, grass, and trees.

When it finally passed, it left behind countless large and small rock fragments scattered across the land, a chaotic and desolate scene.

The martial arts practitioners on the surrounding hilltops watched in terror and utter shock.

Many people were so shocked by the battle scene that it caused such a dramatic change in the celestial phenomena that their legs went weak and they knelt down.

At this point, everyone was speechless.

Even Duan Zhengchun, who was always flirting with his several female confidantes.

Duan Yanqing has always been concerned about his own son.

Kumārajīva, who had been keeping a close eye on that battle.

And the leaders of various gangs, including Shaolin Temple.

Everyone was dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock.

On the majestic central mountain peak.

A massive, colorful, thunderous tornado monster destroyed everything on the ground, swept it into the sky, and then flung it far away.

At the center of the tornado.

Xu Xingchen's power was constantly being reduced and suppressed, and he had lost all room to maneuver.

Xu Xingchen simply took them all back to her.

He retracted the Yuan Magnetic Ring behind him, enlarging it to about ten feet in size to protect himself. He then wrapped several feet of red silk around his body, like a celestial ribbon, its ends moving nimbly like dragons and snakes, sometimes long, sometimes short, constantly lashing out at attacks from all directions.

With the three-zhang-high green mountain above its head, it desperately resisted the increasingly strong pressure from the surroundings.

All three powers were used to resist the strangulation of the tornado, while only the three-zhang sword light in his right hand served as the sole means of attack, constantly neutralizing the powerful offensive of the five people.

Swish swish swish swish
The three-zhang sword beam, fused with the Six Meridians Divine Sword, cleaved through the dragon-shaped lightning, the black tornado, the white rainbow, the shimmering white palm print, and the meteor cannonball.
It cleaved through the raging tornado that was squeezing and strangling from all sides.

Xu Xingchen was like a brave warrior who never gave up and never admitted defeat, with a fighting spirit soaring and high morale.

The devastating tornado circled the majestic mountain three times, destroying everything in its path.

Xu Xingchen's pressure finally reached its peak.

The magnetic ring behind him had been compressed to the size of a millstone, with black and white dragon shadows swirling around it, doing their utmost to protect his body.

The several-foot-long red ribbon was also suppressed to only a few feet long, tightly wrapped around Xu Xingchen's body, and could no longer extend its long "tentacles" to lash out and attack.

The three-zhang-high green mountain above their heads had also shrunk to the size of three chi, hovering at a height above their heads, desperately supporting the terrifying pressure from the surroundings.

The three-zhang sword light in his hand was reduced back to one zhang. Even though the colorful power on it was circulating and working hard, it became increasingly difficult to cut through the surrounding attacks.

At this point, it seemed that Xu Xingchen had no way out.

The five people, including Wu Yazi, who were completely immersed in the colorful tornado, had empty eyes, but the power in their bodies surged endlessly and continuously, in complete accordance with the mysterious rules of heaven and earth, constantly releasing and circulating.

The attack methods are increasingly aligned with the operating trajectory of the laws of heaven and earth!

Heaven and earth are indifferent, yet they govern all things.

Wu Yazi and the other four were clearly bound by the laws of heaven and earth, their minds empty and unmoved by external things.

At this moment, they wanted to stop, but they couldn't.

In this situation, Xu Xingchen's only way out is to save herself.

If he cannot save himself, he will truly die in this devastating tornado.

Although Xu Xingchen was helplessly swept up by the tornado and ran wildly all over the mountains and fields, and although the range of activity around him was getting smaller and smaller, the budding power that had accumulated to its peak in his heart was becoming stronger and more obvious.

When the pressure reaches a certain peak.

He poured all his energy and spirit into the impossible and made another breakthrough.

In the blink of an eye.

The magnetic ring floating behind him, the long red ribbon wrapped around his body like a streamer, the three-foot-long green mountain above his head, and even the long sword light in his hand.

Crush simultaneously!

It transformed into streams of light, swirling and returning to his body.

The surrounding tornadoes immediately drew closer, attempting to completely shred and annihilate Xu Xingchen's body.

But suddenly, a dazzling, seven-colored light, like a rainbow after the rain, burst forth from Xu Xingchen's body, enveloping his entire being and then stretching into a three-zhang-long seven-colored sword light.

call out!
Amidst the piercing sound of something tearing through the air.

The seven-colored sword light instantly transformed into a rainbow, breaking through the tornado's numerous obstacles and soaring upwards, continuing its rapid ascent into the higher reaches of the sky.

Its speed was so fast that it was like a bolt of lightning rising from the tornado, splitting the darkness between heaven and earth, and connecting directly to the dark clouds in the sky.

Ever since.

The group of martial arts practitioners on the surrounding mountaintops were left with a lingering impression of a seven-colored rainbow that stretched to the heavens and earth, a memory that lingered in their hearts for a long time.

The power of this sword light was earth-shattering and its might suppressed all directions.

The raging tornado broke apart, scattering into a whirlwind that swept across the entire majestic mountain, creating a scene of darkness and billowing dust.

On the surrounding hilltops, a group of martial arts practitioners, their weapons clattering in their hands, at their waists, or on their backs, resembled ten thousand swords paying homage.

A chilling, unparalleled sword intent swept across the minds of the martial arts practitioners, causing their hair to stand on end and a tingling, cold sensation to surge up their spines from their tailbone to the back of their heads.

In the blink of an eye, cold sweat covered their foreheads and soaked their clothes.

Terrifying! Terrifying!
These two words involuntarily came to everyone's mind.

Then another thought came to mind.

The outcome is decided.

(End of this chapter)