234: Ten Thousand Swords Return

The The Two Elders Jin Yin's expressions turned quite ugly.

"Indeed, I knew it. No Human Race War God is easy to deal with! Zhang Xiaofan, the game between us has only just begun!"

Gold Saint looked at Silver Saint and said in a deep voice, "Brother, use that move!"

Silver Saint nodded slightly: "Anyway, we are both old and frail. Rather than dying of illness in the Demon Abyss, it's better to make one last contribution to the Demon Race!"

Their hands clasped tightly, blood-red flames burned on their bodies, and a powerful demonic energy surged within them.

Lu Xingchen immediately frowned.

He could feel the power of their move; these two old fellows weren't even planning to test him, they were going all out!

After all, the opponents were genuine Martial Saint Experts, while he was temporarily elevated to the Saint Realm by the infusion of spiritual power from the four War God Seniors.

Whether in combat experience or understanding of Power of Law, he was far inferior to Two Saints of Gold and Silver.

Could he really withstand this move?

Overthinking was useless; he just needed to give his all!

"Fellow Human Race compatriots, lend me your spirit swords to help me defeat this powerful enemy!"

Lu Xingchen used Battle Qi to amplify his voice, making his words echo throughout the entire Demon-Rejecting Pass.

Hearing this, experts from both the Human Race and Demon Race were somewhat bewildered.

Lu Xingchen was alone, yet he was asking for swords from the entire Demon-Rejecting Pass. How many could he possibly use?

But very quickly, Lu Xingchen provided the answer.

"Word Spirit, Sword Control!"

Inside the Demon-Rejecting Pass, countless spirit swords unsheathed themselves, breaking free from their original masters' control, and flew towards Lu Xingchen.

Each spirit sword shimmered with cold light, facing The The Two Elders Jin Yin.

In just a few minutes, over ten thousand spirit swords had gathered around Lu Xingchen.

The sky above Demon-Rejecting Pass was covered by a rain of swords, looking incredibly spectacular.

That's right, this was Lu Xingchen's trump card!

The four War Gods burned their Soul Imprints, which, in addition to infusing Lu Xingchen with spiritual power, greatly enhanced his Soul Power.

His current Soul Power had temporarily reached the Heaven Realm Late Stage, and the entire Demon-Rejecting Pass was within the range of his Soul Power's control.

The original masters of those spirit swords, alerted by Lu Xingchen, did not try to regain control of their spirit swords, but instead allowed their treasured swords to obey Lu Xingchen's command.

Moreover, Lu Xingchen's appetite was huge; these more than ten thousand spirit swords were all Earth Rank and above.

If they swung simultaneously, they would unleash an extremely terrifying power.

The warriors inside the Demon-Rejecting Pass were incredibly excited.

"Damn, as expected of War God His Excellency, he can control over ten thousand spirit swords simultaneously! His Soul Power must have already reached the Heaven Realm, right?"

"Even a Heaven Realm Soul wouldn't be able to control so many spirit swords at once. He must have mastered some special power!"

"Hahahaha! My treasured sword can be used by War God His Excellency and participate in the city defense battle; it is my supreme honor! War God His Excellency will surely win!"

"Every War God is a favored child of heaven, capable of mastering such terrifying power. To witness this scene with my own eyes is truly the fortune of my life!"

Lin Wanqing, protected by numerous Human Race Martial Saint Experts, also stared blankly at Lu Xingchen, her eyes sparkling.

He truly was her Big Strong One!

Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, Talent of a God of War!

Indeed, her man had no limits. Even if she became a Kindling, he could still stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

Witnessing such a shocking scene, the Demon Race Army looked at Lu Xingchen with deep reverence.

Deng Jingwei couldn't help but exclaim, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, what terrifying strength! Indeed, every Human Race War God is not to be underestimated. Grand Marshal, our Demon Race might lose again this time."

Hearing this, Ning Mengqi's heart blazed with fury.

"Damn it, even I can't break the Human Race War God's tradition of defending the city? Then wouldn't those Demon Race warriors who feigned defeat and sacrificed themselves have died in vain?"

"I want to see how much power this young and inexperienced boy can unleash. There's no way he can simultaneously control tens of thousands of spirit swords to launch a Martial Skill, right?"

Yes, he could.

Lu Xingchen proved to Ning Mengqi with his actual actions that he could!

Tens of thousands of spirit swords danced simultaneously in the air, drawing a sword circle, and the "Demon Breaking Slash" was activated.

Tens of thousands of colorful Battle Qi Sword Blades appeared, then, under Lu Xingchen's control, slowly merged into one, becoming a giant white sword that tore through the sky.

Immediately, Lu Xingchen, holding the immortal slaying sword, fiercely slashed down at The The Two Elders Jin Yin.

And that massive white Battle Qi Sword Blade also angrily slashed down towards The The Two Elders Jin Yin.

At the same time, The The Two Elders Jin Yin also completed their charge, and a dark-red flaming Dragon condensed and flew towards the white Battle Qi Sword Blade.

The move used by The The Two Elders Jin Yin was called "Fatal Demonic Flame Dragon," and could only be used once in a lifetime.

Because activating this move required both demons to jointly sacrifice their life force.

After their great battle with Zhang Xiaofan a hundred years ago, the two demons' injuries had never fully healed, and they had merely been clinging to life all these years.

They had lived long enough, and were even somewhat weary of the feeling of barely holding on.

Rather than cherishing their lives, they wanted to defeat Zhang Xiaofan again in this struggle.

Therefore, the two demons unhesitatingly used this self-sacrificing technique.

The flaming Dragon, condensed from the entire life force of two eight-star Demon Saints, collided with the Battle Qi Sword Blade, which was the full-power strike of tens of thousands of spirit swords.

In an instant, a massive shockwave erupted.

Lu Xingchen, at the center of the explosion, was directly blasted backward, flying through the Spirit of Valor Realm, and slamming heavily into the city wall of Demon-Rejecting Pass, creating a huge roar.

The The Two Elders Jin Yin were equally badly off, also flying backward, their lives unknown.

The shockwave spread to the Spirit of Valor Realm, causing ripples in the barrier, but failed to advance further.

The Demon Race Army, however, was not so fortunate.

The Demon Race soldiers near the center of the battle were killed by this powerful force, turning into balls of blood mist.

Just the aftersheffects of this battle eliminated over ten thousand Demon Race soldiers.

The eleven Demon Saints observing nearby were also in a bad state, all coughing up blood and retreating over a thousand meters.

The two Demon Saints responsible for protecting Ning Mengqi, Zhang Zhichong and Deng Jingwei, also exerted their full strength to block the shockwave.

Their injuries were also far more severe than those of the other Demon Saints.

But even so, Ning Mengqi was still affected by a trace of the leaked aftereffect, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

She stared intently at the city wall damaged by Lu Xingchen, murmuring, "How is this possible, so strong?!"

Lin Wanqing couldn't care less about all that; more than the outcome of this duel, she was worried about her man's safety.

Leaving aside the Martial Saint Experts, she spread her Dou Qi Wings and flew in the direction Lu Xingchen had fallen, murmuring, "Big Strong One, nothing must happen to you! Without you, my life has no meaning."