Slaying Demons: Starting with Upgrading my Calligraphy-Chapter 491 - 432: Clash! Execution!

"Arrogant!"

Zhao He’s cold laugh echoed as the longsword in his hand suddenly slashed horizontally, a terrifying presence instantly spreading from the sword, accompanied by the thundering roars of myriad beasts echoing through the heavens and earth, causing a restlessness that couldn’t be contained even from afar.

""Myriad Beasts Heart Sword" Does the Zhao Family have a grudge with this Daoist from Shenxiao Sect?"

Not far away, Huo Xiao from the Nine Revolutions Sect was taken aback when he heard the booming sound made by Zhao He’s sword.

"Myriad Beasts Heart Sword"

The unique martial prowess of the current Zhao Family from the Great Xuan Royal Family.

It is rumored to be a shocking swordsmanship handed down by the previous leader of the sword path from the Taibai Sword Sect.

It can seal the spirits of myriad beasts within the sword, honing Sword Intent with the malevolence of the beasts, and then refining the beasts’ savagery with the Sword Intent.

It is a top-rated Sword Path of Carnage today, with power that is terrifying to hear.

"We haven’t even reached the Southern Ming Wasteland yet, and we’re already at odds among ourselves. That’s not good, should we try to persuade them?"

A middle-aged man with a long face, skin glowing with brilliance, and eyes full of constantly forming array patterns, beside Huo Xiao, frowned and spoke. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Persuade? If you want to, go ahead.

One is a genius from the Shenxiao Sect, and the other is an elite guard from the Zhao Family.

Both are not ordinary individuals.

If they want to fight, let them fight, better to fight here than after arriving at the Southern Ming Wasteland."

Huo Xiao shook his head repeatedly, arms folded.

He didn’t want to get involved in this mess, conflicts between two mighty forces are better left for them to resolve.

Boom——

With a single strike, Zhao He’s sword unleashed a surge of ferocious beastly energy soaring into the sky, tearing through the void, and stirring up towering winds as it stormed towards Qi Xiu.

Thud!

The black hole formed from Universe in the Sleeve was shattered by this vicious Sword Intent. Zhao He flickered and behind him emerged a sinister figure holding a blood-dripping longsword, standing atop the carcasses of myriad beasts.

Daoist Spirit——Blood Fiend Sword Worshipper!

In the next second.

It seemed as if a corner of a blood-red world was opened, circles of shockwaves of various colors, filled with the ferocity and Sword Intent of myriad beasts, exploded in rings at a terrifying frequency, like beasts tearing at the world, aiming to obliterate everything.

"So young, yet his hands are already stained with blood."

Gazing calmly at Zhao He, who was surrounded by dense blood fiend aura, the Primordial Sword Gourd tied at Qi Xiu’s waist suddenly trembled, and an uncontrollable, terrifying Sword Intent was eager to surge forth.

"Father, let me go."

The Hunyuan Sword Spirit transformed into a cold-faced youth, its narrow eyes exuding a formidable killing intent.

Having absorbed so many divine corpses in the Valley of Deceased Gods.

The Sword Intent brewed in the Primordial Sword Gourd had been honed to an astonishing degree.

"Very well, be thoughtful, leave him half alive, I have questions."

Gathering his sleeves, Qi Xiu nodded.

The Hunyuan Sword Spirit was indeed appropriate to strike, although Zhao He had some skills, he still lacked the essentials to confront him.

With Qi Xiu’s permission, the Hunyuan Sword Spirit said nothing, instantly transforming into a terrifying Sword Light of flowing colors, charging towards Zhao He with a thunderous momentum.

Not wasting a single word on pleasantries or testing, the Hunyuan Sword Spirit launched its fiercest killing move, aiming to cripple Zhao He in one blow.

Perceiving the danger, Zhao He’s pupils contracted, his wrist flicked, and the Blood Fiend Sword Worshipper behind him suddenly waved a hand, a thick, crimson cloak adorned with the shadows of myriad beasts forming to protect him firmly.

Boom——

The figure shook violently, the Hunyuan Sword Spirit split into nine, its immense and boundless murderous intent seemed to cause the heavens to explode, roaring thunder echoing, radiant brilliance obscuring the entire void making it hard to behold.

After Qi Xiu advanced to the Dao Body Realm, he reforged the Primordial Sword Gourd, the Innate Primeval Breath baptism making the Primordial Sword Mang even more domineering.

Drawing upon the energies of heaven and earth, commanding the forces of the firmament, transforming into a supreme Sword Mang!

Further enhanced by the lethal intent honed from divine corpses.

Now the power of the Primordial Sword Mang almost rivaled Qi Xiu’s Hunyuan Ultimate Cannon.

It even surpasses it in quantity and control.

Boom——

The nine sky-reaching Primordial Sword Mang struck Zhao He with overwhelming force, the blood fiend cloak of myriad beasts surged, shadows of beasts appeared ceaselessly, furiously roaring and resisting.

But engaging in a battle of attrition with the Primordial Sword Mang was evidently the most foolish thing to do.

After being baptized by Innate Primeval Breath, the swallowing divine marvel within the Primordial Sword Mang became even more fiercely overbearing.

Normal cultivators, if grazed by this sword light, would likely have most of their cultivation and essence drained.

Not to mention confronting it head-on.

In just an instant, Zhao He realized that this immensely powerful, deadly Sword Mang of flowing colors even contained a drawing force.

The power of the blood fiend cloak of myriad beasts was being greedily absorbed, enhancing itself.

"Boundless Sea of Beasts, Dominating the World!"

With dark golden blood dripping from his teeth, Zhao He roared to the sky, a boundless violent aura soaring into the heavens, as if a great world of savage wilderness had opened a corner.

He opened his mouth and inhaled sharply, the myriad beast shadows surrounding him were all swallowed into his mouth, transforming on his skin into vivid tattoo patterns.

Simultaneously, the Blood Fiend Sword Worshipper behind Zhao He suddenly opened its eyes, fierce light tearing the sky, lifting its longsword high, thrusting it with a puff into its own skull.

"Sword Body Dual Cultivation?"

Gathering his sleeves and overlooking Zhao He, who had awakened his full power, Qi Xiu’s brow slightly arched.

"Roar!"

A terrifying sonic wave forcibly shattered the sword mang surrounding him, a hand winding like a Dragon Python burst the void, gripping palm into fist, aiming a punch to obliterate the Hunyuan Sword Spirit before him.

Muscles knotted on the black fist, it obscured the sky, pure and terrifying force forcibly annihilating the Primordial Sword Mang, five faint yet profound ancient Dao traces slowly revealing on Zhao He’s body.