Chapter 456

Chapter 456: The Terrifying Sword Intent

Zhou Luo, like a war god, violently shattered that golden lightning and appeared unscathed before the middle-aged man.

The other party gasped in shock, a flash of fear crossing his face.

How could this guy’s fist be so terrifying?

Could it be that he mainly cultivates his body?

With this thought, the middle-aged man instantly and rapidly retreated.

"Since you are a body cultivator, you must certainly be lacking in combat techniques."

The middle-aged man, who was deeply familiar with the art of subjugation, while distancing himself, simultaneously activated the magical energy within his body and continuously swung his long whip.

The long whip whistled, stirring up waves of golden lightning that covered the sky like golden snakes charging forth.

The old man who arrived slightly later also noticed Zhou Luo’s robust physique and similarly did not advance; instead, he activated the magical artifact in his hand, summoning a black giant shadow that carried immense power, smashing towards Zhou Luo.

Facing this double attack, Zhou Luo sneered, spiritual light flashing in his right palm as the Cheng Sky Sword reappeared.

"Who said I’m a body cultivator?"

He shouted in a low voice, raising the Cheng Sky Sword, a vast sword intent soaring into the sky, stirring up boundless sword momentum.

That terrifying sword momentum altered the expressions of both men.

Just as their attacks descended, Zhou Luo calmly swung his sword, the Nine Heavens Sword Technique activating at that moment.

They saw the forces of heaven and earth converge upon the sword, and the immense sword intent exploded with unimaginable power, as countless sword lights burst out instantly.

If one sword moved, ten thousand followed.

High in the sky, the firmament originally covered by golden lightning suddenly became densely packed with sharp, blade-like sword lights.

Bang bang bang—

A myriad of sword lights pierced through the air, severing the waves of golden lightning and scattering them into specks of light.

At the same time, the encroaching black shadow was completely penetrated and easily dissolved.

By neutralizing the attacks of the two late-stage Foundation Establishment powerhouses in one move, Zhou Luo displayed unrivaled power.

The middle-aged man and the old man exchanged a glance, each seeing profound hesitation in the other’s eyes.

"This lad is very troublesome; don’t hold back, end this quickly," the middle-aged man transmitted mentally.

"Mm, stall for me while I set up the formation," the old man nodded in reply.

He retreated a step, his long ruler disappearing and replaced by a white jade formation disk.

Simultaneously, the middle-aged man took out a golden potion and swallowed it, his majesty suddenly surging dramatically as his internal strength rose a level.

Detecting Zhou Luo’s strength, he no longer planned to hold back, directly using the precious potion to swiftly eliminate him.

"Taking potions, huh? I have them too," Zhou Luo observed this scene, then glanced at Ye Qian, who was on the back foot, and unhesitatingly produced the Third Level spiritual potion, the Sword Spirit Potion, that he had obtained earlier from the draw.

He swallowed it decisively.

That Sword Spirit Potion melted upon entry, and in the instant it entered his body, endless sword intent erupted and flowed through his meridians, coursing through his entire frame.

Zhou Luo had not yet activated the sword technique, but boundless sword intent abruptly manifested on his body. His entire self was like a sharp blade not out of its sheath, emitting a sense of an exposed sharp edge.

The middle-aged man had already launched an attack; he swung a golden long whip, with magic power inside him gushing out like a tide, stirring up ten thousand dazzling golden lightning bolts.

Around his body, electric arcs dispersed, like chains representing order, clattering loudly.

At this moment, he resembled a golden deity, gleaming all over with golden radiance, his powerful aura surging continuously like a flood.

"Golden divine chains!"

With his shout in anger, the golden chains around him whistled out, morphing into golden spirit snakes, wriggling their figures, carrying immense power, and lunging to lock onto Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo’s gaze darkened slightly; after swallowing the Sword Spirit Potion, he felt tremendous sword intent violently flitting within his body, urgently needing release.

Seeing the attack descend at this moment, he relentlessly swung his sword. His entire body erupted with blazing golden light. The sword, bolstered by his sword intent, shone intensely brilliant. With one swing, a force capable of destroying the world and annihilating the earth erupted, heavily striking the seemingly unbreakable divine chains.

Snap—

The divine chain broke at the sound, followed immediately by the second, then the third.

These divine chains, imbued with the middle-aged man’s immense power, could not even touch that sword.

The middle-aged man was greatly astonished.

This golden divine chain was a high-grade Foundation Establishment Technique. Under his activation, its unleashed power was no less than that of a top-grade Foundation Establishment Technique.

How could it be so easily chopped?

He stared fixedly at the Cheng Sky Sword.

Could that be a spiritual artifact?

No, if it were a spiritual artifact, it could not be so ordinary.

It was the sword intent attached to its blade.

In an instant, the middle-aged man understood the crucial point.

But even more unacceptable was this: shouldn’t this guy’s wave of magic power only be late-stage Foundation Establishment? How could the released sword intent be so vast and terrifying?

Without giving him time to ponder deeply.

Zhou Luo, wielding the Cheng Sky Sword, had hacked apart numerous divine chains. With a formidable aura, he charged forward, swinging his sword. Boundless sword intent surged out like ancient fierce beasts.

The middle-aged man’s pupils contracted sharply; he immediately summoned a defensive magical artifact.

It was a glass lamp, covered entirely in exquisite patterns, with a golden candle flame flickering inside.

At the moment the magical artifact was summoned, an unbreakable sharp aura radiated out. The golden candle flame fluttered and burst into an endless blaze.

The golden flames engulfed the entire glass lamp, forming a natural barrier blocking before Zhou Luo.

Unfazed, Zhou Luo thrust with his sword. Helped by the Sword Spirit Potion, tide-like sword intent flowed along his meridians into his palm, then into the sword blade.

At this moment, the Cheng Sky Sword hummed loudly, as if infused with ten thousand formidable swords.

It smashed violently into the golden flames. The sword intent completely erupted, and the razor-sharp, boundless sword force instantly sliced the golden flames into countless tiny spaces.

Crack—

Then the glass lamp in the flames exploded abruptly, shattering into pieces that flew out in all directions.

"No!"

The middle-aged man shouted out loud.

That glass lamp was a high-grade Foundation Establishment magical artifact, acquired by him at great cost. Once, relying on this defensive magical artifact, it blocked an unknown number of attacks.

But at this moment, it was shattered so cleanly by the opponent’s sword strike.

How could he accept this?

After dispersing the golden flames, Zhou Luo’s momentum remained undiminished. He thrust his sword through the sky, unimpeded, swiftly piercing towards the middle-aged man’s throat.

The middle-aged man’s face turned pale with terror. In panic, he raised the golden long whip to shield himself.

Bang—

Though the golden long whip burst with a blazing glow under his enhancement, it was only one encounter before being knocked away by the Cheng Sky Sword’s terrifying sword force. Along with it, the middle-aged man was also flung back, spitting blood, his body convulsing as he flew backward.

Merely the might of a single sword thrust, without even piercing his skin—just being sent flying by that sword intent—caused a series of cracking sounds from within him. More than ten bones snapped instantly.

The old man setting up the formation watched this, his face full of shock.

This guy’s sword intent was too exaggerated.

But at this point, his formation was nearly complete.

Gazing at Zhou Luo, now like a war god, he didn’t hesitate to activate the formation plate. Four beams of light shot skyward from the Bagua in the formation plate, then descended, landing around Zhou Luo.

The old man looked at his foe with abundant confidence.

"With this Four Symbols Si Wu Formation in place, you must die without doubt."