Chapter 2693 The Power of the Bloodthirsty Sword

Tianfeng Zhenjun's pupils shrank. He had fought with people countless times in his life, but no one had ever been able to break through the heavy defenses. The combined cultivator in front of him, the ant he looked down upon, actually did it!

He immediately pointed his finger, and the green flying knife slashed at the incoming sword energy.

"Clang!" With a muffled sound, the sword energy was shattered by the green flying knife and turned into countless light spots.

But before Tianfeng Zhenjun could breathe a sigh of relief, these light spots condensed again.

Tianfeng Zhenjun was immediately shocked, and a green gust of wind emerged from his body, wrapping him up.

Relying on a hand of wind-related magical power, he can attack when advancing and defend when retreating, and he has never lost.

However, this re-condensed sword energy was not affected by the gust of wind at all, as if entering an unmanned area, and instantly sank into his eyebrows.

Originally, with the magical power of Kuangfeng Zhenjun, it was not difficult to dodge this sword, but he was too arrogant. He subconsciously felt that Wang Hao's means could not hurt him, so he stood there without dodging!

This sword energy was exactly the spiritual attack launched by Wang Hao. Wang Hao paid special attention to the cultivation of the soul and had a variety of attack methods. With the help of the spiritual domain, he no longer needed to stick to specific magical powers and simplified the complex.

As long as he was within the range of the spiritual domain, he could concentrate his spiritual consciousness to attack anytime and anywhere.

The first sword energy was just a cover to attract the attention of Tianfeng Zhenjun, and the second sword energy at close range was the killer move.

Tianfeng Zhenjun did not dodge. If he dodged, there would be a third and fourth...

Wang Hao knew that there was a huge gap between him and the Mahayana cultivators, especially those who had been famous for many years. He relied on powerful treasures, such as the Blood-sucking Sword, the Soul-slaying Knife, the Xuantian Golden Gourd, the Star-falling Plate, etc.

The second was a strong body, a powerful Dharma image, and a soul that far exceeded the cultivators of the same level.

The third was the various magical powers and laws.

Laws fight against laws. Tianfeng Zhenjun's way of law is not necessarily weaker than Wang Hao's. As long as the opponent has a deeper understanding of a certain way than Wang Hao, no matter how many laws Wang Hao has, he will not be his opponent.

And treasures such as the Bloodthirsty Sword should not be easily exposed, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

In the initial test attack, he can only rely on himself.

But it is not wise to fight a war of attrition with a Mahayana cultivator, so he chose to attack with his consciousness at the beginning, striving to hit the opponent hard with one blow and gain an advantage.

The sword energy condensed by the consciousness sank into Tianfeng Zhenjun's mind, and he immediately let out a scream, his face twisted, and was extremely painful.

Taking this opportunity, the sword formation changed and expanded rapidly, covering hundreds of miles in radius, covering Tianfeng Zhenjun and his three disciples!

Countless flying swords appeared in the void, colorful and with different attributes, and a pleasant sword sound came out.

The pseudo-spiritual domain can be the world of thunder, and naturally it can also be the world of swords.

Wang Hao is also a person with a temper. Not only did the other party mess up when he was breaking through, but he also killed Ji Xiaotang, Wang Linger and others. He would not let the other party go easily.

In the middle stage of the fusion, he had the strength to compete with the early stage of the Mahayana cultivator, but it was only a short-term competition, and defeating was a luxury.

But now it is different. He has entered the late stage of the fusion, and his Dharma has been completed. His strength has increased several times compared to before. With the pseudo-spiritual domain and several hidden treasures, Wang Hao has the confidence to fight with Tianfeng Zhenjun.

"Is this the spiritual domain? You, a small fusion cultivator, actually comprehended the spiritual domain. How is this possible? Who are you and which force are you from?" Tianfeng Zhenjun said with a trace of anxiety.

He thought Wang Hao was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and might be a disguised Mahayana cultivator, because according to his understanding, fusion cultivators cannot comprehend the spiritual domain at all.

Let alone the combined cultivators, he has been promoted to the Mahayana stage for more than 20,000 years, and has not yet been able to comprehend the spiritual realm. There are many Mahayana cultivators like him. Even if they have reached the middle stage of the Mahayana, there are still many people who cannot comprehend the spiritual realm.

Under normal circumstances, only the late Mahayana cultivators have their own spiritual realm 100%.

"Want to know? Hand over your Yuanshen and recognize me as the master, and I can reward you," Wang Hao sneered. Of course, he didn't want to take a Mahayana strongman as a slave, just to anger the other party.

"Rampant, you are looking for death," Tianfeng Zhenjun has been domineering for many years, how could he allow Wang Hao to humiliate him like this, and he was immediately furious. The flying knife in his hand made a harsh buzzing sound, and the wind group on the blade seemed to come alive, spinning around the blade!

Wang Hao snorted lightly, and the sword energy was all over the sky, and the sound of swords was loud.

He waved his hand and pointed, the sword light was like lightning, the sword energy was like a river, and thousands of sword energy fell like the Milky Way, invincible.

Wherever he passed, the void wailed and cracked, as if it was about to collapse.

"Damn it, damn it, you two, break the formation quickly," Tianfeng Zhenjun had already retreated, and hurriedly ordered his two disciples to break the formation!

He held the flying knife, injected the majestic mana frantically, and chopped it towards the void. Although the flying knife was small, it easily cut through the void, and countless green sword qi flew out from the cracks in the void.

Rumble, a deafening roar sounded, tens of thousands of sword qi were chopped by the sword qi, the air waves were like tides, smoke and dust rolled, and the area within a radius of thousands of miles was instantly in ruins.

Several peaks were cut into pieces, the undulating mountains were flattened, and the originally lush and green paradise instantly turned into a doomsday scene.

Wang Hao frowned. After all, the other party was a famous Mahayana cultivator for many years, with powerful magical powers. With only the shadowless sword, even with the help of the spirit domain, he still couldn't take the other party.

After all, his understanding of the spiritual realm is only superficial, which can only be called a pseudo spiritual realm, and there is still a big gap from the real spiritual realm.

But today's battle inevitably made them enemies. From Ke Zhen's mouth, I learned that Tianfeng Zhenjun was the overlord of a star field and controlled a very powerful force.

If he didn't kill him today, there would be endless troubles.

Wang Hao immediately took out the Bloodthirsty Sword and injected his majestic magic power into it like a flood.

The Bloodthirsty Sword burst out with dazzling blood light, exuding a strong bloody aura, and its power increased wildly.

Xu Rong and the others felt this breath, and their bodies couldn't stop trembling, as if their souls were about to be taken out!

Tianfeng Zhenjun also showed an incredible look. He had countless treasures in his hands, but the highest grade was only the top-grade Tongtian Lingbao. He had been searching for Xuantian Lingwu for countless years, but he had nothing to show for it so far.

But the ant in front of him actually had Xuantian Lingbao. Yes, he mistakenly thought that Wang Hao had Xuantian Lingbao in his hand. He had never seen Xuantian Lingbao, let alone a pseudo-post-natal immortal weapon, so he made a misjudgment.

Soon, his eyes became greedy, staring at the blood-colored sword in Wang Hao's hand!

However, his reaction was not slow. His figure flashed and he split into 18 clones, each of which had the cultivation of the middle stage of the fusion.

Wang Hao waved his hand casually, and a blood light came out from the blood-sucking sword and went straight to those clones!

These clones comparable to the fusion cultivators were like paper, split in two by the blood-colored sword light, and quickly turned into a pool of sticky blood.

Tianfeng Zhenjun almost dropped his jaw in shock. Seeing the blood light coming, he immediately roared, and his figure was like lightning, dodging quickly.

Two screams rang out in succession, but it was his two disciples who were cut by the blood light and turned into a pool of pus and blood in an instant, and even the Nascent Soul could not escape.

Tianfeng Zhenjun was too busy to save his disciples.