Chased by a storm of swords all the way, covered in blood, with his Daoist robe in shreds, his face full of blood, the Thunder Mage, who looked like a beggar, roared in anger! A blow filled with hatred! Spitting out a mouthful of Thunder Light! It blasted onto Tie Dan’s shoulder! Directly shattering his Daoist robe!
The Eight Treasures Ruyi came crashing down all at once! Heading straight for Tie Dan’s forehead!
Tie Dan! In great crisis!
Indeed, it was a disguise. The golden crown was for blocking the Primordial Spirit, and the silver hairpin was for substituting death.
So Tie Dan pretended to get hit, and his opponent indeed fell for it.
These five were indeed masters of the Zhongxuan Sect, experienced and always advancing and retreating with ease, keeping some strength in reserve.
But Tie Dan was also from the Mystic Sect, he understood too well.
When the Mystic Sect People make a move, they do it decisively. Once they seize the opportunity, they go all out, never showing mercy.
So, only when the opponent truly seizes an opportunity, putting him at death’s door.
Would they not still be distracted, pinching the tunneling skill, preparing to escape.
At this time, to kill them, just one move is needed.
"Heavenly Ruined Thunder Flash."
The first sword pierced the forehead of the one chanting!
Trash actually destroyed his golden crown and silver hairpin dual treasures!
The second sword pierced the heart of the one controlling the treasure!
That broken Ruyi broke seven or eight of his bones!
The third sword pierced the formation-breaking old Daoist!
They dared not to stand up and speak with him!
The fourth sword pierced the hammer-wielding monk!
Why so hard defenses that broke his sword!
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Tie Dan stepped on the monk’s head, stood up. Dragging a broken left arm, raising his head, with blue-green pupils, coldly staring at the Thunder Mage who was already completely stunned.
With the Beichen Treasure Sword already unable to withstand consecutive stabs, ultimately breaking in the monk’s chest, he threw it and stabbed it into the ground. With a flick of his finger, grabbing the Jun Bing blade hidden in his sleeve, pinching it between his fingertips.
"Jump, come on, jump again."
The Thunder Mage, despairing, burning Essence Blood, used Thunder Escape to leap.
Yet, having jumped too many times before Tie Dan’s eyes, already exhausted, how could he escape alive?
At the moment of the escape light hitting the ground, starlight flashed, sword aura pierced through, killing him under the sword.
The Jun Bing blade, drenched in fresh blood, trembled with joy at the fingertips, excitedly expressing willingness to submit to Tie Dan, at his command.
However, Tie Dan seemed to not care much for it, as this was after all a Divinity Transformation treasure sword, using it would mean taking something from the Sword Sect, occupying Honzan’s resources. Moreover, the Divine Sense consumption of Sword Control was truly great, and now it was activated prematurely, the sword blade was not well nurtured, it couldn’t even speak, if it broke he would have to repair it himself, not cost-effective...
Hmm? Activated prematurely? Can’t speak? Isn’t that even inferior to Hui Ming Zhan Tie? Wait, the number of people isn’t right, is it?
Tie Dan frowned, swept with Divine Sense, indeed finding that there were only five Shen Family members in closed-door cultivation in this secret realm.
Then hurriedly pinched the formula with a finger to recalculate, deducing that one died, five in Zhenzhou, three in Genzhou, one each in Dui, Kun, and Sizhou.
Eh? How did one manage to run to Sizhou right under his nose??
Tie Dan quickly surrounded the Eternal Wind Sword Formation, blocking the five trying to escape from their physical shells to reincarnate Nascent Souls for questioning.
The Nascent Souls cried out, each kneeling on the ground, kowtowing in pleading guilt, babbling out in a mess of overlapping voices.
Hiss... Alright, got deceived.
Those two bastards had hidden one in the bowl and already took it back to Songshan Mountain.