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Chapter 1303 - Chapter 1303 Chapter 595 Chaos Sword Body

Chapter 1303: Chapter 595: Chaos Sword Body Chapter 1303: Chapter 595: Chaos Sword Body The four major strategic points were lost; King Patrol completely ran out of means to counter Blood Tower. In desperation, some elite Wind Media could only resort to the most primitive warning methods–beacon fires, smoke signals, and flying letters.

However, the forces capable of supporting King Patrol were hundreds of miles away. By the time they received the message and organized their forces, this marvel of Zhongzhou would already be reduced to ruins. Just as the entire Hanging Sky City was succumbing to despair, the Heavenly Patrol Divine Talisman at the Fire Department base finally activated.

It hovered over the Dutian Sky Mirror, the hatch opened, and countless spirit sword souls surged out like birds, circling around the Dutian Sky Mirror. Seeing this scene, a cheer erupted from the Hanging Sky City, for they knew that the Divine Sword of Yuanzhou had made its move–their savior was here!

“All elderly, women, and children, quickly take refuge in the Dutian Sky Mirror!”

This was the warning issued by Cao Anbang using the Dragon Skin Cow Bell, finally preventing the frantic residents of Hanging Sky City from scurrying about like headless flies. At this moment, the assassins of Blood Tower, who had already breached the four major strategic points, also heard this call but merely scoffed disdainfully.

As if a mere Fire Department’s Heavenly Patrol could stop the master of Blood Tower! They were certain–they would conquer this Hanging Sky City!

“Oh no, we are in trouble now.”

Gou Chen arrived at the main gate of the Dutian Sky Mirror with Yun Xiu, just as the Heavenly Patrol Boat of the Fire Department floated by, blocking their way with a river of swords.

Having seen Xu Xiao and Ji Fu fight before, Tang Luo could immediately tell that these wandering, circling sword souls were the killing techniques from the Xu Clan’s Supreme Heavenly Sword Scripture, the Thousand Ways Sword Intent.

And unlike typical sword intents that possessed spirit but no soul, the Xu Clan’s sword souls also had named sword spirit bodies visualized, making their lethality several times stronger than ordinary sword intents.

In this densely packed river of swords, there might flow nearly ten thousand sword souls, attracted and bound by some mysterious force, lively as if controlled by one person. Not to mention in the state of Devil Lord, even as Tang Luo himself, without deploying the Yin-Yang Grinding, he was inadequate to face such a vast number of sword souls.

So, they were stuck.

“We can only wait for the Wenren Pavilion Master and others to arrive and think of something.”

Tang Luo shrugged, looked up at the ever-increasing number of sword souls, and said helplessly, “Hopefully, they move quickly. Much slower, and there won’t be any need to consider breaking through the core of Hanging Sky City.”

Hearing this, Yun Xiu was somewhat surprised; since she had known Tang Luo, he had never disparaged any martial arts.

Whether it was the Grandmaster of Xiang Family or even the ultimate techniques of Yun Zu, in the eyes of this astonishingly talented warrior, they were all mediocre. Even the formations set by Grandmasters were nothing in his view. Fire Department’s Xu Xiao, despite holding the name of Divine Sword of Yuanzhou, was barely at the level of Fierce Realm not even crowned as a Sword Saint.

That such a person could block Gou Chen required the Human King of King Realm, Wenren Yuanwu, to find a way to move past, this…

“Hey, hey, hey, going head-to-head is one thing, but what’s blocking us isn’t just one or two people. That Heavenly Patrol Ship is carrying at least two to three hundred Xu Clan swordsmen. The sword souls they spit out are being controlled by some force, their attacks unified by one person. This combined attack technique is unheard of, and look!”

Tang Luo raised his hand and pointed to the hatch still spewing out sword souls above the Dutian Sky Mirror, saying speechlessly, “The number of sword souls is continuously increasing, currently around ten thousand! I’ve seen a Grandmaster with an awakened Earth Spirit Body manipulating spirits, managing over a hundred spirit dragons was already astonishing, but this river of swords now contains ten thousand sword souls, flowing orderly. Do you know what this means?”

Yun Xiu shook her head, as Tang Luo’s words had far surpassed her understanding of martial arts; how could she make any judgment?

“This means, even if we doubled the number, it still wouldn’t reach the swordsman’s limit, but twenty thousand sword souls are enough to blast all of us here into ash and smoke!”

Tang Luo frowned and spoke solemnly. However, his mask hid any significant outward expression of his gravity.

The change in quantity was causing a qualitative change, and the Spirit Art of the Dutian Sky Mirror, concealing thousands of sword souls, silently narrated this dreadful fact.

This also made Tang Luo feel uneasy. If they ultimately failed to breach the core of Hanging Sky City, what would be the point of the Blood Tower assassins sacrificing themselves to break through the four main junctions?

Anxiety magnified during the wait until finally, a river of blood surged forth from the position of the Azure Dragon, rushing toward the Dutian Sky Mirror–it was the secret technique of the Tower Master of the Blood Tower.

The bloody waves churned in the empty sky, raising massive waves that smashed against the Dutian Sky Mirror. The river of swords surged in counterattack, its fierce brilliance slicing through the red sky with a booming sound, hundreds of Mysterious Moon Sword beams shattering the impurities of the river of blood and causing a red glow to fill the sky.

With the river of blood breached, Wenren Yuanwu’s figure appeared, looking at the river of swords before him and loudly praising, “What magnificent sword intent, what powerful control, does this include the Divine Sword of Yuanzhou face to face?”

The river of swords split apart, and Xu Xiao, with his extraordinary demeanor, walked on air and ascended slightly lower than Wenren Yuanwu, nodding to him, “Junior Xu Xiao, has met the Wenren Pavilion Master.”

“Young friend Xu Xiao, you possess great integrity, and the Fire Department is widely known for its chivalry. Although serving in the King Patrol, you aren’t despicable like Cao Jinyu. I thought even if we couldn’t be friends, we shouldn’t be enemies. Yet today, you lead your troops to block the way which baffles me!”

“I am a soldier, and you are a thief. Respect is shown because it’s hard for a Human King to cultivate, but that doesn’t mean we can be friends.”

Xu Xiao’s expression remained unchanged. He simply placed his left hand, which he had been using to salute, lightly on the hilt of the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword at his waist, and spoke indifferently, “Since we have met today, the Fire Department must take you down to warn those who live by the sword and lead desperate lives!”

“Hahaha.” As if hearing a joke, Wenren Yuanwu burst into laughter, “If you, young friend, had achieved Grandmaster, with two Divine Swords, I might have feared you a bit, but now…”

“Pah, old murderer, what’s a Grandmaster? It’s not worth mentioning compared to a commander. Just clean your neck and wait for death!”

Before Wenren Yuanwu could finish his sentence, a fierce shout came from the Heavenly Patrol Divine Ship, the tone filled with undeniable disdain.

“Humph, ignorant juniors!”

With a cold snort, Wenren Yuanwu flicked his sleeve, condensing a blood qi into a crescent red glow that slashed toward the Heavenly Patrol Boat but was again blocked by the sword soul summoned by Xu Xiao.

Looking at the cultured and refined swordsman of Yuanzhou, his eyes shone like lightning, holding both the Divine Swords, Seven-Star Longyuan and Clear Frost Purple Lightning. His robe billowed without wind, and a dazzling, hazy Divine Light leaked from his body. The long river containing thousands of sword souls suddenly boiled as if answering a call, swords wailing to the skies, the blades hanging in anticipation of something.

Seeing Xu Xiao like this, Tang Luo wore a face one might have upon seeing a ghost, “He’s one of the Xu Clan’s three supreme Chaos Sword Bodies, which only a Grandmaster can cultivate. What the hell is this?”

“Chaos Sword Body!?”

Hearing Tang Luo’s murmur, Yun Xiu was also startled and turned to look at the swordsman now enveloped in the chaotic aura.