Legend of Swordsman - Chapter 338

Boom~~~The Blood River surged in all directions.

Shortly after, the seven experts of the Saint Realm, who were originally not inhibited by the river, began to change facial expressions.

Their Domains were overwhelmingly crushed by the river's force. The seven of them immediately felt as if a mountain which weighed a million tonnes was pressing down on their bodies and suffocating them.

"How is this possible?"

"My Domain was crushed just like that?"

"This is not good. My strength has been suppressed by 70 percent!"

Every one of the seven experts was shocked and outraged by what was happening.

They were finally feeling the terror of the Blood River!

The power of the Blood River had exceeded their imaginations. Their Domains showed completely no resistance and were quickly swept away.

If they knew that Jian Wushuang had suppressed Chi Mei's strength by 70 percent without using the Soul-Devouring Secret Skill, they would perhaps not have found this surprising at all.

"This little fella is very strange, and he seems to have an incalculable number of unique methods. Don't tussle with him. Just kill him directly," Mo Yun howled.

The expressions of the experts turned solemn. None of them looked down on Jian Wushuang any longer.

They began to display their Killing Moves one after another.

"Arc Light!"

A black-robed woman with gloomy eyes evoked an incomparably dazzling black light from the blood-red soft sword in her hand. It replaced all the light in the world and blitzed across the Void beautifully.

"Sky-covering Palm!"

A blue-robed middle-aged man roared as he exerted his palms, and immediately, his body grew bigger. His palms all the more enlarged infinitely until they shrouded half of the sky.

A scarlet-eyed bald man unleashed Spiritual Power from his body, and sent the ferocious and b.l.o.o.d.y sickle he was holding in his hand flying through the Void. In an instant, three Blood Shadows appeared in succession, and a terrifying Death Aura began to suffuse the air.

"Snake Shadow!"

"Dragon Raises His Head!"

"b.l.o.o.d.y Stab!"

The seven experts did not hold back anything. They exerted their Killing Moves and charged toward Jian Wushuang.

The spectating crowd held its breath at the sight of this.

Despite having their strengths suppressed by more than 70 percent in the Blood River, the seven different offensive forces remained terrifyingly powerful.

Clutching the Triple-Kill Sword in his right hand, Jian Wushuang stood at the very center of the Blood River. The sword throbbed frenziedly and emitted a fascinating gas which caused the air to freeze. When he saw the seven offensive forces coming upon him, Jian Wushuang hardened his gaze and unleashed the maximal force he had built up.

"The eighth move of the Selfless Sword Technique!"

Jian Wushuang grunted softly and unleashed World Origin. The Triple-Kill Sword began to strike out furiously.

The eighth move of the Selfless Sword Technique was called "Boundless"!

A boundless world!

A boundless Sword Essence!

A boundless power!

Jian Wushuang's battle strength had reached its maximal peak by using the Soul-Devouring Secret Skill, and specifically in the Blood River. Thus when the sword cleaved...

Boom~~~ an explosive and piercing sound was heard in the Void, which seemed on the verge of breaking apart as a result.

A terrifying sword shadow swept across and met the seven offensive forces head-on.

The experts who were watching from the fringes of the Drill Ground also swallowed cold air.

It was indeed too fast, way faster than they could possibly imagine.

They could not make out Jian Wushuang's figure at all. All they could see was the bolt of lightning.

It could move about freely and appear anywhere it wanted in the Blood River. While the river greatly suppressed the strengths of the Holy Emperor Palace, it instead boosted Jian Wushuang's strength. He was like a fish in water!

His original speed was already shocking, as seen when he used the Wrath of Gale and Thunderbolt and turned into a bolt of lightning. With the a.s.sistance of the Road to the Underworld, the consequent speed could only be described as...

Terrifying!

That was the only word to describe it.

"Gosh!"

The seven experts were watching the bolt of lightning continually shuttle through the Blood River. Even if they had not been affected by the river, they would probably have felt powerless against such an outrageous speed all the same.

Moreover, since their strengths were suppressed by more than 70 percent, their speeds were naturally much lower than usual, and thus they had absolutely no chance of keeping up with Jian Wushuang's speed.

By making use of his speed, Jian Wushuang could easily smash them one-by-one!

"Quick, gather together and don't spread out," Mo Yun hollered angrily.

The other six people nodded their heads in agreement. The seven experts immediately converged while keeping guard on the surroundings.

An uproar started among the spectating crowd at the sight of this.

"It's one versus seven, yet he holds the advantage?"

Many experts were spooked.

They could tell from the brief exchanges that the seven experts had already used their maximal strengths, whereas Jian Wushuang held the upper hand without being direct in his approach.