Chapter 167: Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin

In just three breaths, the Spirit Sword Master swung out seventeen or eighteen terrifying sword lights, completely crushing the evil black hole.

"You, you actually blocked it!"

The evil monarch Liuwei was shocked and shocked.

The power of the Spirit Sword Master was completely beyond his imagination.

This kind of fighting skills and strength level far exceeded his expectations.

"Evil monarch, you are too weak and not qualified to be my opponent."

The Spirit Sword Master slowly put away the sword and looked at the evil monarch with indifference: "Now, I have changed my mind!"

"I have decided to give you death!"

Wow——

The next second, the Spirit Sword Master raised his right arm and suddenly tapped his forehead.

Buzz——!

In an instant, endless runes appeared in the mind of the Spirit Sword Master.

Each rune contained boundless power, as if the power of heaven had descended, and the oppressed evil monarch was out of breath.

"What is this?" The evil monarch looked at the Spirit Sword Master in panic.

"Die!" The Spirit Sword Master uttered a word lightly, and suddenly hundreds of millions of runes floated out.

These runes contain vast and infinite power, as if to destroy the world, which is awe-inspiring.

"Ah! No!" The Evil Lord screamed miserably, madly urging the power of the evil.

However, these strange runes have powerful power and easily suppressed them.

Boom boom boom!

In the blink of an eye, the power of the Evil Lord was completely wiped out, and there was no power to struggle at all.

"Spare my life, spare this Lord! This Lord is willing to submit to you!"

"This Lord is a dignified Evil Lord, how can I die in the mortal world!"

"This Lord begs you, spare me..."

The Evil Lord wailed and cried, knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy, his voice was extremely sad.

The Evil Lord Liuwei finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

"How can such a dirty and filthy thing like you deserve to live in this world?"

The Spirit Sword Master's eyes were cold, and his right palm suddenly pressed down.

Buzz buzz buzz~

Billions of runes flowed, turning into stars in the sky, falling down with overwhelming force.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, the evil monarch was submerged in the torrent of billions of runes.

Rumble boom~~~

Countless runes flashed, emitting a strong aura, like a round of scorching suns suspended in the void.

Crack-crack-

Then, a series of crisp and loud bone cracking sounds came out one after another, which was creepy.

"Ahhhh!!"

The shrill screams were endless, making people tremble with fear.

"This guy's body is too strong, and ordinary runes can hardly deal with him."

"No matter, let's wipe out his soul first."

"Spirit Sword Art·Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!"

The Spirit Sword Master's deep eyes were cold, and he put his fingers together and pointed at a distance.

Swish swish swish!

Billions of stars suddenly exploded, and then turned into sharp swords, densely gathered together, and turned into a raging sword tide rushing down.

"Don't... don't kill me, spare my life..." The evil monarch Liuwei struggled hard, but could not get rid of the restraints, and could only pray desperately.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Countless star swords penetrated the body of the evil monarch, leaving a series of hideous wounds, and blood flowed like a column.

In just a moment, the evil monarch was dying.

His injuries were too severe, and the oil lamp had run out.

"Spare my life, please... let me go!" The evil monarch spoke with difficulty.

"Too late." The spirit sword master shouted coldly and pointed down.

Buzz!

The galaxy flowed backwards, turning into thousands of sword rains pouring down.

"Ah...!"

Accompanied by bursts of heart-wrenching screams, the breath of the evil monarch quickly declined until it was completely annihilated.

A dignified evil monarch was reduced to ashes.

The Spirit Sword Master used his secret technique and spent a huge price to kill him.

At this moment, the Spirit Sword Master was covered in blood, his face was pale, and he looked very weak.

However, he still stood like a mountain, his expression calm and proud.

"Spirit Sword Master, go back to the Beast Taming Space to recover your strength first." Luo Yang said softly.

The Spirit Sword Master nodded. With the protection of the two pets, Ji'er Magic Dice and Demon Clown, Luo Yang's safety did not need to be worried.

With the death of the Evil Lord, the fourth level challenge is being generated. Luo Yang does not know what kind of enemy he will face in the next challenge.

Luo Yang is not afraid of challenges, but is looking forward to it.

At this time, Luo Yang looked at the space around him constantly changing, and vaguely guessed in his heart: "It should be over soon..."

"Congratulations on passing the level successfully and successfully stepping into the fourth level assessment area."

Suddenly, a powerful and ethereal voice came from the empty void.

After the voice fell, the scene around Luo Yang changed drastically.

The originally dark wasteland suddenly bloomed with brilliant rays of light.

Then, countless divine patterns emerged in the void, interweaving and spreading, and finally formed a towering metal portal.

The metal portal was about five meters high, in an arc shape, and covered with strange runes on the surface.

"What is this...?" Luo Yang frowned slightly, and a trace of vigilance surged in his heart.

He felt that the metal portal gave him a sense of extreme danger.

"Welcome to the fourth level, please choose the test method." The powerful voice came again.

Swish!

Luo Yang raised his eyes and looked at the metal portal, only to see that behind the portal, there was endless darkness, like another space.

"Where is this? Is it the place for the fourth level assessment?"

Luo Yang frowned, and his eyes showed doubt.

"The test rules, as long as you persist for three incense sticks, you can pass the level." The powerful voice sounded again.

Hearing this, Luo Yang's pupils suddenly shrank.

"There are still three incense sticks of time..."

Luo Yang looked around and found an ancient altar standing in front of him, with a blue flame burning on it.

Below the altar was a dark pit, like an underground palace, which looked gloomy and scary.

"Since I can't leave, I'll try it!"

After thinking for a long time, Luo Yang decided to take a risk.

Whoosh!

Deciding immediately, Luo Yang jumped into the altar and disappeared in an instant.

…

At the same time, when Luo Yang entered the fourth level of the assessment.

The other three hundred contestants arrived at the fourth level of the assessment.

Their situations were different.

The only thing in common was that they were all young geniuses from Qingyun Academy.

………

Luo Yang carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

"Huh? Is this a ruin?"

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but broken walls, and there were no buildings.

"No! There is a formation here." Luo Yang's eyes focused, and he keenly noticed something strange.

Although there are no buildings here, it is covered with a layer of fog, blocking the view.

"It's true!" After confirming that the surroundings could not be explored, Luo Yang slowly approached the foggy area.

"The formation here is quite mysterious. I think it should be related to the fourth level assessment." Luo Yang said to himself.

As he went deeper, Luo Yang gradually felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.