Eternal Saber

A single slash decapitated the Yaksha Ghost.

The long sword of the Wild Ghost had already reached behind.

Without turning, Chen Tang could sense the sword tip tearing his clothing, a chill surging forth!

Clang!

The second slash struck the blade of the Wild Ghost.

The Wild Ghost shook all over, unable to hold the long sword, and it flew from his hand!

How is this possible?

This man had just attacked the Fifth Brother; how could the second strike come so fast?

Before he could understand, the third slash exploded before his eyes!

Squish!

A head the size of a fist flew high into the air!

In Divine Illumination State, Chen Tang executed three consecutive slashes!

This was Chen Tang's most lethal technique.

In the Divine Illumination State, combined with the Triple Realm of the Burning Wood Saber, Chen Tang could unleash twenty-seven slashes in a single breath.

In the world of martial arts, only speed is unbreakable.

The speed of each slash far exceeded his own realm, reaching the pinnacle!

Seeing this scene, the Wushan Village Chief and others were all in shock.

Dugu Qingcheng, Changsun Ming, and Yuwen Heigou's eyes all lit up.

They knew Chen Tang's sword skill was fast.

But they didn't expect his strikes to be so terrifying out of nowhere!

Three slashes to kill two Ghosts!

Without halting his steps, Chen Tang swiftly turned and pounced towards Mystic Master Xu, the greatest threat on the other side.

"Stop him!"

Mystic Master Xu gave a light command, directing the eight disciples of the Profound Celestial Temple to charge at Chen Tang.

At this moment, he was controlling the Flying Sword, relentlessly attacking Yuwen Heigou, limiting his dodging space, and it wouldn't be long before he succeeded.

If he gave up at this point and redirected the Flying Sword to deal with Chen Tang, it would mean all previous efforts were wasted.

The disciples beside Mystic Master Xu were no ordinary people; they were almost all Martial Artists of the Eighth or Ninth Grade.

These people didn't pose much of a threat to Chen Tang.

But in a normal fight, it would inevitably delay time.

Whether it was Changsun Jingren, Dugu Qingcheng, or Yuwen Heigou, their situations were not looking good.

Time was of the essence for them!

After all, being in a perilous situation, the longer it dragged on, the more dangerous it became!

Several thoughts flashed through Chen Tang's mind as he watched the eight Profound Celestial Temple disciples charge forward. With a flash of determination in his eyes, he re-entered the Divine Illumination State!

"Kill!"

Chen Tang shouted, and with a swing of his arm, slashed eight times in succession!

Puff puff puff...

The eight disciples had just charged forward, and before they could even strike, they were each struck, spurting blood, and fell to the ground dead!

In one breath, with twenty-seven slashes, Chen Tang could still strike sixteen more times with the remaining Divine Illumination time!

"Hmm?"

Mystic Master Xu was focused on controlling the Flying Sword, launching fierce attacks on Yuwen Heigou, but his expression suddenly changed!

All eight Profound Celestial Temple disciples were dead?

Dead so quickly?

He had brought more than ten personal disciples this time; many were killed at the start of the battle by Yuwen Heigou, and now eight were slaughtered by Chen Tang consecutively.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one left beside him!

And Chen Tang was approaching with a knife, a fierce look in his eyes, less than ten feet away!

That gaze was like a beast eyeing its prey!

Mystic Master Xu immediately felt a surge of chill up his spine, his scalp almost exploding!

Swoosh!

While retreating, Mystic Master Xu wanted to distance himself from Chen Tang and simultaneously redirected the Flying Sword to try to block him.

Yuwen Heigou also noticed this.

He reacted swiftly, switching from defense to offense!

He grabbed his long sword, leaped into the air, and struck the spine of the Flying Sword, with such immense force, it nearly severed it!

The Flying Sword shivered and paused mid-air.

This pause was enough for Chen Tang.

With a few Tiger Steps, Chen Tang crossed several yards, reaching Mystic Master Xu in an instant.

"Pow!"

Chen Tang didn't even use the Divine Light Slash; only a single Butcher's Skill was needed to easily pierce through Mystic Master Xu's defense, stabbing into his chest!

Even an Alchemist at the Qi Condensation Eighth or Ninth Layer, once a Martial Artist got close, was doomed!

"You, you dare..."

Mystic Master Xu incredulously stared at the long blade in his chest, writhing in pain, glared fiercely at Chen Tang, struggling to utter a few words.

Chen Tang kicked his chest hard, pulling out the long blade!

Sss!

Blood spurted out!

Mystic Master Xu couldn't even finish his last words before dying on the spot.

With Mystic Master Xu, the greatest threat removed, the four felt relieved.

At this point, those Wushan bandits who hadn't been knocked out by the drugs were gathering there.

"Hold off the others; I'm going to help!"

Yuwen Heigou gave a light shout.

Chen Tang understood, carrying the knife and charging into the crowd!

South and North Wars, Sweeping the Six Directions, Vast Ambition...

Relying on the Sword Skill taught by the Mountain Guest, Chen Tang, with only a long knife, charged left and right in the crowd, sweeping through with no match!

Where he passed, men and horses were overturned, and severed limbs flew everywhere!

On the other side.

Yuwen Heigou immediately confronted the Wushan Village Chief.

The Wushan Village Chief was the highest cultivated among the Ten Ghosts of Wushan.

As long as he was dealt with, the remaining three ghosts posed no threat.

"Be careful!"

Changsun Ming, continuously retreating under the joint siege of the Wushan Village Chief and the Fourth Master, was dangerously close to a breakdown.

Seeing Yuwen Heigou intercept the Wushan Village Chief, Changsun Ming did not hesitate, focusing on the Fourth Master.

In a one-on-one situation, the pressure on Changsun Ming greatly reduced, his spear technique fully unleashed, fiercely like fire, overwhelmingly like a gale, completely suppressing the Fourth Master!

The Fourth Master's weapon was an Iron Fan.

This was an exotic weapon, emphasizing uniqueness and rarity, with obscure moves, complemented by some mechanical hidden weapons, capable of inflicting harm on opponents.

But Changsun Ming's spear technique was vast and open, giving the Fourth Master no room to maneuver.

An inch longer, an inch stronger.

Relying on the attack range of the spear, Changsun Ming suppressed the Fourth Master while maintaining a distance of a gun length.

The Fourth Master couldn't even touch the hem of Changsun Ming's clothing, while he was in dire straits.

Huff!

The spear stabbed again!

Clang!

The Fourth Master swung the Iron Fan to block.

But how could the Iron Fan withstand the spear's thrusting power!

The spearhead scraped across the Iron Fan, sparking, and with a squish, pierced into the Fourth Master's shoulder!

Changsun Ming merely gave a slight shake of his arms, flipping the Fourth Master away!

While still in mid-air, the Fourth Master activated a mechanism on the Folding Fan, shooting a batch of foul-smelling poison needles!

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

"Hmph!"

Changsun Ming coldly chuckled: "A beast in desperation!"

He calmly retracted the spear, twirled it, deflecting all incoming poison needles, and then chased after him with big strides.

As the Fourth Master's body fell, a spear broke through the Iron Fan, impaling him dead in mid-air!

Another ghost of the Ten Ghosts of Wushan was slain!

Meanwhile, the Wushan Village Chief and Yuwen Heigou were engaged in a fierce battle.

"Come on!"

Confronting Yuwen Heigou's long sword, the Wushan Village Chief wielded the Nine-Ring Saber with both hands, slashing horizontally and vertically, wind howling, silver rings clattering.

The silver rings on the Nine-Ring Saber, during combat, not only confused the opponent's mind but enhanced the momentum. Each slash was immensely powerful!