Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 870 Sword Immortal Slays Demon (3K6 votes needed, please vote!)

Inside the Sevenfold Thunder Mountain, amidst the primordial magnetic thunderstorm, four colossal beasts, each as large as a mountain, stood in four directions, surrounding a blood-stained figure in the center.

Compared to their previous contempt, the four Dao-Merging Demon Kings now had large, cold beast eyes filled with apprehension.

The man before them was not particularly outstanding in the Dao Integration Realm, but as a sword cultivator, the killing power of the sword pellet nurtured by his life essence for many years was too terrifying. Even with their demon bodies, which had been tempered and refined over thousands of times, they could hardly withstand it.

In particular, the man has now gone mad and has completely abandoned his defenses.

As everyone knows, sword cultivators are renowned throughout the world for their killing power.

Among all cultivators, sword cultivators are undoubtedly among the most powerful in terms of offensive capabilities.

Now, a sword cultivator who has gone completely mad, abandoning his own life and only seeking to exchange injury for injury and life for life, would make anyone feel involuntarily wary, and thus deal with him carefully or even give him a wide berth.

The current situation is that of the four Dao Integration Great Demons. Facing a sword immortal at the True Immortal realm fighting back desperately, all four demon kings present may perish in the counterattack.

Therefore, when they make their move, they not only have to block Jian Tianxia's desperate attack, but also have to reserve three-tenths of their strength to deal with Jian Tianxia's sudden life-for-life exchange.

For a moment, the battle was at a standstill.

As Dao-Merging Demon Kings, they each have their own clans behind them, and perhaps they are the only Dao-Merging Demon Ancestors of their respective clans.

If one of them dies in Jian Tianxia's desperate counterattack, it means that their clan will gradually decline among the demon races of the Eastern Wilderness.

Compared to humans, the survival of demons is much more brutal, and they completely believe in the law of the jungle: the strong prey on the weak.

Even disregarding their own kind, they would not engage in a life-or-death struggle with a sword immortal who was clearly fighting to the death.

After all, we only have one life, and the instinct to survive is the basic human instinct; no one wants to die.

Jian Tianxia's Taoist robe was almost torn to shreds during the previous fierce battle, and his exposed body was covered in wounds, but his energy and spirit were incredibly abundant, even dazzling.

Amidst a raging thunderstorm, Jian Tianxia, ​​sword in hand, watched as crimson sword pellets darted around him, emitting piercing tearing sounds. He looked down at the four Dao Integration Demon Kings surrounding him and let out a hearty laugh.

"Hahaha~ Four Dao-Merging Great Demons surrounded and attacked me, a newly promoted True Immortal, and they couldn't break through even after a long time. No wonder the Eastern Wilderness Demon Clan has declined. If I were like you, I would rather commit suicide and leave this world to save myself from shame."

Faced with Jian Tianxia's merciless mockery, the two-winged black tiger let out a low growl that could shatter metal and split rocks, "Human, if we wanted to, we could tear you to pieces in the blink of an eye and devour you."

"Oh?"

Jian Tianxia turned his head, glancing sideways at the two-winged black tiger, a dangerous smile spreading across his face: "Then why doesn't Flying Tiger King give it a try? Are you afraid of being beheaded by my sword and dying by my blade?"

"Roar!!"

Flying Tiger King roared, but ultimately did not have the impulse to step forward and fight Jian Tianxia.

After all, none of the other three demon kings beside it had expressed their opinions. If it charged forward now, the other three demon kings would definitely be very happy to assist it.

The likely outcome is that, with the assistance of the three demon kings, it will be able to kill the sword cultivator before it, but whether it can survive is still unknown.

Jian Tianxia gasped for breath several times, desperately drawing upon the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to replenish his excessively depleted magical power.

These demon kings feared him and were unwilling to fight him to the death, which pleased him as long as the delay could allow Leng Xin to escape.

Jian Tianxia knew he could not leave the Sevenfold Thunder Mountain alive. The best he could do was to save his fellow human, Leng Xin, within his power.

At this moment, the largest dragon roared, "Don't waste any more time. We four demon kings couldn't even capture a mere newly promoted True Immortal in fifteen breaths. If this gets back to the Demon Court, we will surely be punished. Go all out to kill him. We also need to capture the other female cultivator. If she escapes, our spies within the human race will be exposed."

Amidst the muffled roar of the dragon, the other three demon kings suppressed their desire to save their lives, and a surge of powerful demonic energy rose from their bodies.

Jian Tianxia took a deep breath of the scorching air, and without the slightest hesitation, squeezed out the little remaining mana in his dantian and launched the first attack.

The crimson sword pellet tore through space, trailing a dark rainbow of light, and charged toward the weakest of the Flying Tiger Kings, toward his brow.

The four demon kings have reached an agreement, which means that his death is imminent. Taking one down with him before he dies is perfectly acceptable to Jian Tianxia.

Once the events of this place are made public, the story about him will not be: "The Flying Cloud Sword Immortal was ambushed by four demon kings at the Seven Thunder Mountains and died from his defeat," but rather: "The Flying Cloud Sword Immortal was ambushed by four demon kings at the Seven Thunder Mountains, and he killed one of them with his might, but died from exhaustion during the encirclement."

Upon thinking of this, Jian Tianxia's natal sword pellet emitted a sword cry that seemed to shatter the soul and steal the spirit, bursting forth with a scarlet sword light ten feet long, and its speed suddenly increased dramatically.

Flying Tiger King's eyes were bloodshot, and his throat suddenly swelled up to be thicker than his body. The next moment, a tiger's roar that could shatter metal and split rocks resounded throughout the world.

"Roar!!"

The materialized tiger's roar sound wave condensed into a beam, and in an instant collided with the sword pellet of Sword World.

The materialized sound waves collided violently with the sword energy, and space was rapidly torn apart.

Amidst this violent fluctuation, Flying Tiger King's roaring sound wave rapidly disintegrated under the attack of the sword pellet. In a mere instant, the sword pellet pierced through the sound wave, carrying a surge of sword energy as it shot towards Flying Tiger King's brow.

"help me!"

With a roar, Flying Tiger King flapped its wings frantically and sped toward the Jade Dragon.

"Kill him!" the Black Jade Dragon roared, disregarding the danger facing the Flying Tiger King, and extended a hundred-foot-long dragon claw towards the location of Sword Heaven.

This claw strike was as fast as lightning, completely enveloping Jian Tianxia's position, leaving him with nowhere to avoid or dodge.

The other two demon kings also launched attacks on Jian Tianxia at the same time, and in an instant, the full force of the three demon kings' attacks enveloped Jian Tianxia.

Facing the full-force attacks of the three demon kings, Jian Tianxia neither dodged nor evaded. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with ferocious killing intent as he focused all his energy on activating his natal sword pellet.

Driven by his relentless efforts, his natal sword pellet once again let out a sharp whistle, piercing into the space and disappearing from the perception of the four demon kings.

In that instant, the four demon kings felt a simultaneous tightening in their hearts. The desperate counterattack of a sword immortal in his dying moments was a sure-kill for all four of them. Although the other three demon kings knew that Jian Tianxia's target was most likely Flying Tiger King, the moment his natal sword pellet disappeared from their senses, they still involuntarily withdrew a third of their power to protect themselves.

A dense shadow of death had enveloped Flying Tiger King, and the oppressive force of death made it roar in fury: "Roar!! You all deserve to die!"

While roaring, it did not sit idly by and wait for its death. It gathered all its demonic power into its tiger claws, which were harder than diamond, and slammed them down into the space in front of it.

The instant the tiger's claw struck, a crimson sword beam appeared like a ghost, collided with the edge of the tiger's claw once, and then, like a swimming fish, suddenly turned, bypassed the tiger's claw, and continued to shoot towards the Flying Tiger King's brow.

"Roar"

Flying Tiger King was terrified and was about to use his innate divine power, Tiger Roar Sound Wave, again, but it was too late.

With a "whoosh," the sword pellet pierced between the eyebrows of the Flying Tiger King, and the sword energy instantly shredded the Flying Tiger King's huge head into powder from the inside.

The Great Demon of Dao Integration, the Winged Flying Tiger, has perished!

The moment Jian Wan killed Fei Hu Wang, Jian Tianxia let out a hearty laugh. He then swung his sword, barely managing to break through the attacks of the other two demon kings, but he could no longer stop the dragon claws of the Mo Yu Jiaolong. He could only barely hold his sword in front of him, and the next moment he was sent flying along with his sword.

Boom!
After a loud bang, rubble flew everywhere. Jian Tianxia lay in a deep crater filled with magnetic lightning marks, with his sword broken in two beside him.

Sensing the sword break, Jian Tianxia's eyes were filled with sorrow.

If it weren't for his father's belongings taking his place, he would have already died from that attack.

Even though his father's natal flying sword had died in his place, it only bought him a moment of respite, because the three demon kings had already attacked again.

Jian Tianxia didn't even need to unleash his senses to feel the intense, almost suffocating aura of death.

Is this the end?

Jian Tianxia still wanted to continue fighting, but his body was already broken and his magic power was exhausted. His natal flying sword was even knocked away by a claw. He was no longer able to fight.

Jian Tianxia looked at the descending dragon claw, feeling unwilling but only able to sigh.

He has done all he could; the rest is up to Fellow Daoist Lengxin's own fate.

Just as Jian Tianxia was awaiting death, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The strong body was turned away from him, and a long sword radiating a chilling sword light was held in his right hand.

On his shoulder sat a cat radiating golden flames, its eyes wide with curiosity as it stared at him.

Looking at the man in front of him, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, Jian Tianxia's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't get a chance to say anything.

Because the man blocking his way moved at that instant.

Crimson-gold magic power mixed with dark purple lightning instantly permeated the entire greatsword. Facing the full-force attack of the three demon kings, he simply raised the sword slowly, and a brilliant radiance of will shone from his body.

The next moment, he slashed down with his sword.

Click!

A jet-black slash, ten thousand meters long, suddenly appeared between heaven and earth!

Where the greatsword slashed, the cuts grew wider and wider, and the eyes of the three demon kings facing the slash widened suddenly.

bass! !

The sword rang out and soared into the sky. A pitch-black slash, ten thousand meters long, instantly cut across the bodies of the three demon kings. The slash was as smooth as a mirror, as if they never had that part of their bodies.

A cracking sound that resounded throughout the Seven Mountains of Jilei descended from the sky, silencing the long-lasting thunderstorms that followed.

Jian Tianxia's eyes bulged as he stared blankly at the dark slash mark that appeared in the sky, almost cleaving the heavens in two.

Equally shocked as him was the Cold-Hearted Fairy who had rushed over from outside the thunderstorm.

Faced with the pitch-black slash mark that seemed to cleave the sky in two, she instinctively landed on the mountainside, trying to get as far away from the terrifying slash mark as possible.

With a single sword strike, Gao Yang annihilated three demon kings. Only then did he turn around, look at Jian Tianxia lying in the deep pit of rubble, and say with a smile:
"Fellow Swordsman, how have you been?"

Jian Tianxia snapped out of his daze, looked at Gao Yang who was so close, and a smile of relief appeared on his face. He said in a weak voice:

"Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Gao."

"Meow~ Gao Yang, is this the friend you met in this world? He probably needs treatment." After Milofina finished speaking, a ball of golden light detached from her body and merged into Jian Tianxia's body.

"Hmm~"

As the golden light entered his body, Jian Tianxia couldn't help but frown and let out a low groan, because his broken bones were healing at an alarming rate under the nourishment of this golden light.

In just a few breaths, his almost broken bones had completely healed.

Jian Tianxia stood up from the pile of rubble and solemnly cupped his hands towards Gao Yang and Milofina: "Jian Tianxia thanks Fellow Daoist Gao for saving my life and thanks this fairy for healing me."

"Fellow Swordsman, you're too kind. There's no need for such formalities between us," Gao Yang said with a smile.

“That’s right, you’re Gao Yang’s friend, so you’re my friend too.” Milofina wagged her big tail and said, clearly pleased.

Jian Tianxia shook his head slightly; how could the debt of saving a life be treated so lightly?

If Gao Yang hadn't saved him in time, he would have already died.

Gao Yang may not care, but as the beneficiary, he cannot remain silent.

(End of this chapter)