This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 1569 - 40: Mortal Body_2

The Northern Barbarian tribe is born noble, with a bloodline of high esteem. Within the entire tribe, those whose combat power surpasses his number only a handful, and even among the Human Race, there are few cultivators he would regard with fear.

Yet, who would have thought that within the Longevity Clan, which he considered just a remote corner, there would be a Cang Xiu capable of facing him in battle.

"No wonder you have had the confidence to drive away the Demon Lord of our clan numerous times." Evil Venerable said coldly.

He wasn't worried, knowing that the ultimate victor would undoubtedly be himself, and they held an overwhelming numerical advantage.

"Indestructible Demon Body!" Evil Venerable roared, divine light soared to the sky, and the divine body shocked the world.

He no longer performed any secret techniques but fought Cang Xiu using the Divine Demon Body.

This was the thrill of hunting.

Evil Venerable hadn't seen a cultivator who could confront their Demon Race with pure physical strength for a long time.

Cang Xiu wiped away the bloodstain seeping from the corner of his mouth, his gaze sharp, with a hint of concealed worry deep in his eyes.

He was worried about his wife and daughter.

But he couldn't be too distracted and had to focus on the battle at hand.

His right arm had already turned golden, immensely strong, immovable, which was also his reliance to persist for so long.

In another sense, couldn't it be said that Cang Xiu also possessed the Divine Demon Body at this moment?

Above Jingjian City.

Cang Xiu's black hair was disheveled, his eyes like the sun, shooting out two beams of golden light, as brilliant as his golden right arm, tremendously impactful.

His physical body was stained with blood, yet his momentum was as high as the rainbow.

At this moment, he was like a war immortal reborn, brimming with fighting spirit in the face of a strong enemy, his spirit soaring.

With a long roar, he took the initiative to charge fiercely towards Evil Venerable.

The sound of his physical body tearing through the sky seemed as if it would tear the heavens and earth apart.

Evil Venerable was equally unafraid.

His fist power was unparalleled, continuously bombarding forward, causing the void to constantly crack and form depressions.

If not for Cang Xiu's physical body as a weapon, indestructible, one could hardly imagine withstanding a few punches from Evil Venerable.

Roar!

Evil Venerable fought with immense pleasure, roaring like a prehistoric beast, each swing of his fist suppressing heaven and earth, creating immense pressure, affecting Cang Xiu.

"Tiny Zang Clan, dare to confront my Northern Barbarian Demon Clan?" Evil Venerable rebuked angrily.

"Do you really think your bloodline is superior?" Cang Xiu roared back, his skin emitting a glow, the golden right arm increasingly glaring, tremendously impactful.

Sword light was infinite, like mighty rivers, surging out, extinguishing the widespread fist intent.

Using his body as a weapon, he possessed extraordinary strength, pouring it all out.

Cang Xiu mobilized all the power of the sword artifacts fused within him.

Now he was clearly the sharpest sword artifact.

With his right arm slicing out, sword light sparkled, his left arm descended, a long rainbow spanned the sun, his right leg swept horizontally, sword qi swept across, his left leg kicked, qi surged to the fighting bulls, even his eyes shot out sword light.

"Kings and princes, can one be inherently noble?"

Cultivators never ranked by bloodline.

Even if it did....

The Zang Clan's bloodline was a forbidden bloodline, extremely difficult to inherit, more challenging than the Holy Demon Clan's inheritance by countless times.

Similarly, theoretically, the Zang Clan's bloodline was stronger than the Northern Barbarian tribe's!

The Zang Clan mastered extraordinary power.

In the past, the Zang Clan secluded themselves on Lingye Island, unknown to anyone.

Until today, Cang Xiu's sharp edge shook the Demon Race's Demon Lord.

The magnificent sword light overshadowed the sun and sky, extremely splendid, unmatched in brilliance.

Evil Venerable's blood qi was boiling, emitting unparalleled waves.

With a loud boom!

The rolling blood qi was like a dragon sucking water, forming a whirlwind, holding up the firmament.

Swish!

Cang Xiu swung his right arm, slashing out a terrifying sword light, strong divine light shining, descending like a galaxy from heaven.

However, Evil Venerable was extremely calm, at this moment merely reaching out a palm, lightly grinding in the void, and the impacting sword light was instantly obliterated.

His extended palm was large, with a dark luster flowing, like a bottomless black hole, dispersing all the attack power in the sword light.

Cang Xiu stood with awe, sensing the might of Evil Venerable, worthy of being the pinnacle powerhouse of the Northern Barbarian tribe.

"Come, let me see how much combat power you have left to uncover." Evil Venerable said lightly, having become familiar with Cang Xiu's tactics in the countless previous encounters, no longer fearful.

Cang Xiu sighed with some helplessness.

Even though the Demon Race was evil, despicable, their combat prowess couldn't be denied.

The Demon Race was inherently a combat race.

Yet Cang Xiu's fighting spirit remained unquenched.

Perhaps he was destined to a bloody and bleak end because the formidable enemy stood in an undefeated position, but he did not lose courage because of it.

"Kill!"

Cang Xiu whispered softly, his tone like sword cries, causing the void to resonate.

His vital essence seemed to burn.

Within Jingjian City, all the lightning guiding needles of the city were triggered for the second time.

And also the last time they would be activated.

The power of Heavenly Thunder was so strong that even with countless lightning guiding needles in the city sharing the pressure, it could only be triggered once in a short time.

Cang Xiu forcibly triggered it for the second time; as the price......

Bang, bang, bang!

Explosions rang out visibly, those lightning guiding needles atop the tower exploding one after another, echoing like a vast earth-shattering explosion.

At the same time, at the cost of the fragmentation of the lightning guiding magic artifacts across the city, an immensely dense tribulation thunder power condensed before Cang Xiu, forming a Thunder Dragon.

He launched the most terrifying strike.

The Thunder Dragon's body was enormous, its scales shimmering, and its head and horns menacing!

Roar!

Cang Xiu used his arm as a sword, slashing forward once again.