712: Fight till death? Who do you think you are?

Boom!

Jian Kong's body floated up, his Sword Qi surging wildly, piercing into the Nine Heavens and shaking the firmament.

An ancient and mysterious Blood-colored Sword Talisman appeared before him.

"Today, I will surely kill you!"

Jian Kong glared at Xie Weilou with venomous eyes.

He grabbed the Blood-colored Sword Talisman, and his blood gushed out frantically, continuously pouring into the sword talisman.

The sword talisman vibrated, and even more terrifying Sword Qi permeated, sweeping in all directions.

Buzz!

Cracks appeared on the Blood-colored Sword Talisman, blood light raged, and a giant blood-colored figure appeared above Jian Kong.

This blood-colored figure's body was covered with dense blood-colored runes, exuding the might of Creation, its entire body filled with overwhelmingly domineering Sword Qi, holding a giant blood-colored sword, its Sword Qi soared across the Nine Heavens, and its fierce power intimidated all directions.

Jian Kong shouted sharply, "Kill him!"

This was a life-saving Magic Treasure given to him by a Creation Realm expert of Myriad Sword Holy Land. It contained a Divine Soul and an attack of that Creation Realm expert. Once this talisman was unleashed, anyone below the Creation Realm could be slain.

The blood light on the blood-colored figure instantly surged a hundredfold, blood color enveloped the heavens and earth, and a bloody malevolent Qi permeated the air.

He gripped the giant blood-colored sword with both hands, the giant sword stood in the Nine Heavens, descending from the sky, and fiercely slashed towards Xie Weilou.

Buzz!

As the giant sword slashed down, blood light covered all directions, and the heavens and earth turned crimson.

The Sword Qi was mighty, the firmament was split open, the clouds scattered, the ground furiously cracked, collapsed, and sank, and numerous gravel were shattered into dust.

"Not good... retreat quickly..."

The surrounding Cultivators' expressions changed drastically, and they quickly retreated three thousand meters.

The might of this sword was too terrifying, as if a peerless Sword Cultivator of the Creation Realm had struck, with monstrous and utterly domineering power. If they were caught in it, they would surely die.

Rumble!

The giant sword instantly fell, splitting the vast ruins with one strike, creating a giant crack three thousand meters long on the ground, like an abyss, filled with dense Sword Qi.

The surrounding ground burst apart, shattered, crisscrossed with ravines, and countless stone slabs and buildings were directly crushed into dust.

Billowing thick smoke rose into the sky, obscuring the ruins, making it difficult to see what was happening inside.

Three thousand meters away.

Everyone stared in horror at the shattered ruins. If they hadn't retreated in time just now, they would have been crushed into a bloody mist by that one sword.

How terrifying was a Creation Realm sword strike?

Aside from those Saints and Saintesses, who could withstand it?

"Fu Eight Desolations just now didn't seem to escape the sword's blockade. He's probably done for."

"That sword talisman contained a peerless attack from a Creation Realm expert. Few among the younger generation can withstand it."

"These favored children of the Holy Lands are carefully protected by their Holy Lands, and basically all of them have trump cards."

Cold sweat beaded on everyone's foreheads, and their eyes showed apprehension.

“...”

Fu Aniu looked at the thick smoke ahead, lost in thought.

That sword strike was indeed fierce, but Xie Weilou was not simple; he might not necessarily be annihilated.

"A Creation Realm sword strike, how can you withstand it? Provoking me leads to the fate of being reduced to ashes."

Jian Kong's tone was extremely cold. Facing a Creation Realm sword strike, he didn't believe that Fu Eight Desolations could still be alive.

This sword talisman was originally his greatest reliance in the Evil Spirit Sea, but now, to kill a Fu Clan member, he had used it prematurely.

If he encountered any major danger in the future, it would be troublesome.

"A Creation Realm sword strike, it doesn't seem like much."

Just then, Xie Weilou's indifferent voice sounded behind Jian Kong.

“...”

Jian Kong's pupils constricted, and his eyes showed panic. A Creation Realm sword strike couldn't kill this person?

It's over!

Two words echoed in Jian Kong's mind.

Rip!

Xie Weilou's arm instantly emerged from Jian Kong's chest, his palm clutching an incomplete heart.

"Ah..."

Jian Kong's Face was distorted, his body trembling continuously.

Boom!

Xie Weilou squeezed hard, and Jian Kong's heart was directly crushed by him. He violently pulled out his arm and grabbed Jian Kong's head.

"Junior, let him go, otherwise this Venerable will be at odds with you until death!"

The blood-colored figure above let out a hoarse voice. This was merely a Divine Soul condensed, having launched one attack, it no longer possessed much might.

"Endless vengeance? Who do you think you are? If you're not convinced, feel free to come kill at my Fu Clan..."

Xie Weilou released his hand, then slapped Jian Kong's head.

Bang!

Jian Kong's body, like a cannonball, instantly slammed into the ground, blasting a large pit.

His body exploded into a bloody mist in the pit, his Divine Soul annihilated, his life extinguished.

"You seek death!"

The blood-colored figure let out an angry roar.

"A mere Divine Soul, can you really turn the world upside down?"

Xie Weilou struck the blood-colored figure with a palm, directly blasting it apart.

“...”

The distant crowd stared blankly at Xie Weilou. This person was so ferocious, so terrifying!

Even a Creation Realm sword strike couldn't kill him? As expected of someone from an Emperor Clan, truly unfathomable.

But they really couldn't understand how Xie Weilou had avoided that sword strike.

Logically, once a Creation Realm sword strike descended, it would have locked onto the opponent, making it unavoidable.

Unless this guy could instantly escape into the Void Realm, then he might be able to avoid this sword.

"Troublesome!"

Fu Aniu gave a bitter smile.

Xie Weilou was killing people under the banner of the Fu Clan, and with so many people watching today, Fu Aniu had also taken out the Fu Clan's token, making it utterly unresolvable.

If Myriad Sword Holy Land wanted to save Face, they could only seek trouble with his Fu Clan.

Xie Weilou waved his sleeve, and five Storage Rings flew towards him.

He put away the Storage Rings, glanced around, and said indifferently, "My Emperor Clan Fu does not wish to cause trouble, but also does not fear trouble! There should still be people from Myriad Sword Holy Land here. If anyone is unconvinced, you can come up and seek death at any time. If you are afraid, you can also bring the mighty experts of Myriad Sword Holy Land; my Emperor Clan Fu will accompany you to the end."

"Alas... I've been set up..."

Fu Aniu sighed inwardly.

But it didn't matter. In the struggles of the younger generation, wasn't it normal for a few people to die?

Ten candidate Saints? Only one died, it's not like all of them died!

Even if all of them died, so what? Myriad Sword Holy Land wouldn't be without successors.

Xie Weilou looked in Yan Ruyi's direction and transmitted his voice, "Little Ruyi, are you interested in those fruits?"

Yan Ruyi replied, "This Blood-colored Ancient Tree is a Blood Corpse Tree. It is currently dormant. Once it attacks, it is difficult to resist for anyone below the Creation Realm. As for those fruits, they are Blood Corpse Fruits, containing corpses inside, not very useful... The true Creation is below!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Weilou looked at Fu Aniu with a beaming smile, "Little brother, it's time to divide the Creation. That Blood-colored Ancient Tree ahead is extremely extraordinary, and the fruits on it are also not simple. If you want them, you can go ahead and pick them."

Fu Aniu heard this and quickly said, "You did most of the work today, please go first..."

The fruits on that Blood-colored Ancient Tree indeed tempted him, but he vaguely felt something was wrong.

That Blood-colored Ancient Tree was definitely not as simple as it seemed; there must be a huge killing intent hidden there.

Moreover, this guy was telling him to pick the fruits first, probably waiting for him to fall into a trap.

Xie Weilou said, "You came first, you pick first!"

"I..."

Just as Fu Aniu was about to refuse, a voice transmitted over.

"The Creation Fruits are right here. Since you two are unwilling to pick them, why not let Tian try?"

Tian Chen transformed into an afterimage and flew over.

"What a coincidence, this Saint also wants to try."

Zhou Tian Holy Son followed closely, instantly appearing on the ruins, his eyes burning as he stared at the Blood Corpse Fruits.