Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 935 - 641: Provocation! Tease! Full-Blown Taunt!

Ruins Sea.

Nine Layers Land Ruins.

Over two hundred and fifty thousand high rank Divine Generals have gathered, turning the area into a river of blood without boundaries, the battle never ceasing, casualties mounting. Every moment, there are hundreds or even thousands of high rank Divine Generals dying or injured.

On the surface, the number of high rank Divine Generals here seems to be increasing, but in reality, the growth is far greater than what is seen because this increase happens amidst the continuous death of high rank Divine Generals on the Nine Layers Land, one rising as the other falls, with growth exceeding loss. If there were no casualties, the number of high rank Divine Generals on the Nine Layers Land perhaps would have already exceeded three hundred thousand, four hundred thousand, or even five hundred thousand.

How many casualties?

It's too chaotic, impossible to count, and no one cares!

At this moment!

Taixuzi is making a breakthrough, grand and imposing.

The Blind Iron rushes furiously, wanting to slay the incessantly chattering Yan Chuan.

Yet, Yan Chuan continues to give his martial arts lecture—

"Six Harmonies Spring!"

"This technique aims to merge the power of heaven and earth with swordsmanship, grand and mysterious, capable of exerting comprehensive suppression and intimidation on one's body and mind."

The Blind Iron resonates strongly with his True Qi and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, and at the moment of resonance, the environment around changes dramatically, with the colors of Feng Yun shifting and thunder and lightning crashing.

"Draw the energy of the Six Harmonies between heaven and earth into the sword, the powerful aura affecting the True Qi operation and speed of movement of the surrounding Divine Generals."

Look at the Blind Iron, standing with sword in hand, the sky instantly clouds over, with electric flash and thunderclap, and fierce winds rage.

Whoo-whoo-waah~

Rumble!

Meteors begin to tremble, fragments shatter around, and meteors disintegrate. From all directions, high rank Divine Generals fall like jade breaking.

The Blind Iron swings his sword, distorting the space that the long sword reaches, and what appears to be a gentle sword breeze carries endless power. In all directions, high rank Divine Generals feel a powerful force rushing at them, unable to resist, and are instantly blown away. The entire circle becomes a mess under the power of this technique, as if witnessing the end of the world.

Destroying everything in its path!

The Blind Iron kills with madness.

Yan Chuan strolls leisurely, constantly evading and explaining.

"Noisy!"

"Noisy!"

"Noisy!"

The Blind Iron is utterly annoyed, as few people are willing to be pointed and nudged during a duel to the death—it's enough to annoy anyone to death, and the Blind Iron is no exception.

He lets out a bursting shout—

"Seven Stars in a Row!"

"Go die!"

In the next instant, multiple illusory yet real sword shadows emerge, like Seven Stars in a Row in the night sky, launching an attack on high rank Divine Generals from all directions.

Powerful True Qi!

Powerful swordsmanship!

The sword body instantly bursts out seven brilliant sword shadows, shining like stars, launching attacks at extreme speed and from different angles towards the vital parts of high rank Divine Generals from all directions simultaneously. The attack trajectories of the sword shadows weave together, forming an impenetrable web of attacks.

"Ahhhh!"

"My life is over!"

"Blind Iron! I hate you!"

With one move, the Blind Iron kills countless, an absolute descending strike. Among Super Divine Generals, he is overwhelmingly powerful, with the likes of Thunder God and Heart-Pulling Old Demon clearly being the most ordinary, while Demon Monk and Lady Sword are a step stronger, and the Blind Iron and Taixuzi being even stronger, faintly able to step into the threshold occupied by the 'Invincible God General' Yan Chuan.

Ordinary high rank Divine Generals are no match at all, mere cannon fodder.

Look at the Blind Iron, his sword shadows covering the sky and earth, impossible to distinguish between illusion and reality. The sequence of attacks, some shadows are real, possessing true lethality, while others are illusory, merely to confuse. High rank Divine Generals from all directions, when faced with these indistinguishable attacks, often find themselves at a loss, unable to accurately judge and defend.

Can't judge?

Can't judge in time?

Then die die die die!

Either dead or maimed!

"Die, all of you!"

The Blind Iron, with eyes glaring, holds the sword with both hands, True Qi surging like tides. The sword body emits a dazzling light, and seven sword shadows instantly appear, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The sword shadows flicker, like brilliant stars in the night sky, dazzling one's eyes.

Seven sword shadows, like seven flood dragons, simultaneously slam into Yan Chuan behind the high rank Divine Generals from all directions.

High rank Divine Generals were shocked by this sudden attack, frantically trying to fend it off.

However, due to the sword shadows' extremely fast speed and tricky angles, all defenses appear futile.

Indistinguishable between illusion and reality!

Blood splatters, heads roll!

The area where Blind Iron and Yan Chuan are, instantly fills with a thick bloody atmosphere, the figure of the Blind Iron appearing incomparably dignified and cold under the contrast of the sword shadows.

Yet, the more he kills, the angrier he becomes.

Because—

"Yan Chuan!"

"If you have guts, don't run!"

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One Sword out! 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Seven Stars shine!

The long sword in Blind Iron's hand emits a strong light, making everything around it pale in comparison. The eyes of high rank Divine Generals from all directions are stimulated by this sudden bright light, instantly causing temporary blindness.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Clang clang clang!

The sword shadows howl out, tearing the air as they pass, making sharp explosive sounds.

High rank Divine Generals from all directions, in a panic, try to block, only to find that the speed and angle of the sword shadows far exceed their reaction capabilities. The indistinguishable illusion and reality leaves people in extreme confusion and fear, unable to judge which sword shadow poses a real threat, having to blindly evade or resist, yet unable to avoid, repeatedly dying.

Amid the intertwining sword shadows, heads fly, bodies split, blood splatters—

"Ahhhh!"

"Spare my life ahhh!"

Screams echo in the Nine Layers Land Ruins, chilling to the bone.

The entire battlefield seems to be dominated by Blind Iron's Seven Stars in a Row sword shadows, filled with chaos and despair.

However.

In Blind Iron's eyes, there's only Yan Chuan—

"Eight-direction Wind and Rain!"

"This move aims to use the sword to bring True Qi all around into a comprehensive attack aura, like eight-direction wind and rain attacking at once, leaving no escape. Through unique True Qi rotation and sword style changes, it expands the attack range to the extreme, conducting indiscriminate attacks on surrounding enemies."

"This is a group attack technique!"

"Anxious now!"

"Anxious now!"

"Blind Iron, he's anxious now!"

Yet, Yan Chuan continues his martial arts lecture. He is actually seriously explaining, but in everyone's ears, including the ears of the Blind Iron, it is undoubtedly a provocation, a taunt.

Full of ridicule!

No one can endure this!

The Blind Iron long stopped speaking, holding the sword with both hands, slowly raising it, True Qi within him frantically surging. The air around him instantly becomes heavy, vaguely sounding wind and thunder.

Eight-direction sword wind arises!

See the Blind Iron's sword body swiftly dancing, driving True Qi to form eight strong sword winds, sweeping towards eight directions. Wherever the sword winds pass—

Rumble!

Dirt flies, meteors shatter.

Eight sword Qi?

Tyrannical sword Qi!

Dividing, then dividing!

Drawing in Feng Yun—

Crash!

Wind and rain mingle!

Sword wind and True Qi intertwine to form a dense attack network, like a torrential downpour, infiltrating everywhere, leaving no place to hide.

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