100: Chapter 100: The Jade Purity Realm Demon Clan Sword Cultivator Draws His Sword!

Yang Simu said nothing, but with a sudden surge of strength in his fist, he crushed the Natal Flying Sword of that Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race Sword Cultivator on the spot!

Wuju was jubilant and directly "ate" that Natal Flying Sword.

However, Yang Simu's first Natal Flying Sword seemed to have stuffed itself all at once!

After all, before this, when Wuju "ate" the Natal Flying Swords of Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivators, it had always been through persistent grinding.

It had never tried devouring a Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivator's Natal Flying Sword in one go!

In an instant, golden light shimmered upon Wuju's blade!

It was like it was drunk, swaying and wobbling as it flew back into the sword-nurturing gourd at its master's waist.

Yang Simu smiled brightly; it seemed Wuju wouldn't be coming out to cause trouble for a while.

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

Just as Yang Simu seized the Natal Flying Sword of that Wilderness World Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race Sword Cultivator, Little Jin by his side was naturally not idle either.

In a flash, the tall Golden Armored Deity leapt from the ground and reached the top of the Yao Race Sword Cultivator's head, who was hidden underground, in the blink of an eye.

The Golden Armored Deity stomped down heavily!

"Boom!"

The ground within a hundred-meter radius cracked like a spider web!

The speed of this Yao Race Sword Cultivator was also extremely fast; his figure flashed as he quickly dodged the Golden Armored Deity's heavy stomp.

This was a man with a resolute face, looking to be in his forties, but his true Yao Race form was unknown.

In the Wilderness World, whether a member of the Yao Race could transform into human form,

and who could cultivate in human form earlier,

were all measures of a Yao Race's Aptitude and bone structure.

Ten thousand years ago, the Human Race lived in misery, reduced to Puppets of the gods and food for the Yao Race.

But later, first a sword fell into the human world, and then came the Sword Inquiry to the heavens!

Following that, techniques rained down, and the Human Race also began to cultivate swordsmanship and spells!

The Yao Race man quickly drew a long sword from his back and slashed at the Golden Armored Deity!

However, the Golden Armored Deity didn't even take out his Semi-Immortal Weapon—the ancient moon palace mirror.

To deal with a Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race Sword Cultivator, it was simply not needed!

The Golden Armored Deity threw a punch!

"Boom!"

A sharp Sword Qi, powerful enough to split mountains, was crushed on the spot before the Golden Armored Deity's punch!

The Yao Race Sword Cultivator was about to strike again, but he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wah"!

Because at this very moment, Yang Simu had crushed the Natal Flying Sword of this Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race Sword Cultivator!

The Yao Race Sword Cultivator immediately looked toward Yang Simu, his pupils blood-red and eyes wide with rage!

He never expected that this youth in green, whom he had never seen before, was merely a minor Fourth Realm Martial Artist.

Even adding his identity as a Furnace Casting Realm Sword Cultivator, it should have been absolutely impossible for him to intercept a Natal Flying Sword at its Peak killing power!

Who could have imagined that after Yang Simu's first Natal Flying Sword, Wuju, had devoured several Natal Flying Swords of Golden Core Stage Sword Cultivators and parts of those from Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivators,

the power of Wuju's Natal Divine Ability had reached a level that even shocked Yang Simu!

Below the Upper Five Realms, if it were a Sword Cultivator who only manifested a single Natal Flying Sword, that sword would almost certainly be captured by Wuju!

Its "Wuju" was similar to an isolated small world; as long as the opponent entered, he was invincible!

Just as that Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race Sword Cultivator was filled with blinding rage, the Golden Armored Deity suddenly appeared above him and smashed a fist heavily onto his head!

This time, the Yao Race Sword Cultivator couldn't escape in time and could only raise both arms to block.

"Crack!"

Both arms of the Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race warrior instantly exploded!

"Boom!"

His head was also smashed heavily into the ground!

From within the body of the Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race warrior, his Nascent Soul instantly flew out, carrying a Golden Core and a Natal Flying Sword, as it sped toward the Yao Race army of the Wilderness World!

As long as he escaped the battlefield and returned to the Wilderness World to go into secluded cultivation for a hundred years, it was possible for him to return to his Peak!

However, how could Xiao Bai, who had been waiting nearby, easily let him go?

In an instant, the enchanting woman in a white dress appeared in front of the mass of black Nascent Soul.

"Do you really want to drive us to extinction?!" the Yao Race Sword Cultivator roared urgently, his face contorted.

But all of this was to no avail!

Without a word, Xiao Bai held up the mountain demon pot, and the Nascent Soul, Golden Core, and second Natal Flying Sword of this Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race Sword Cultivator were all sucked into it.

But at this moment, a terrifying Sword Intent instantly enveloped the battlefield here!

An Upper Five Realms Wilderness Yao Race Sword Cultivator had set its sights on this battlefield!

After all, the loss of a Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race Sword Cultivator was no small matter in the Wilderness World's ordinary offensive battles against the Great Wall of Sword Qi!

"Little Jin, you cover the rear, we're retreating first!"

Yang Simu shouted, signaling Huang Zhong to pull him and run quickly.

Huang Zhong naturally did so immediately.

Xiao Bai also returned rapidly, and as she passed the Golden Armored Deity, she used the mountain demon pot to take away the corpse of that Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race warrior.

Meanwhile, Tan Xue was still fighting inextricably with that mountain-sized River-Turning Toad.

Upon hearing her Young Master's voice, although Tan Xue felt she was certain to take down the River-Turning Toad before her, she retreated immediately.

In an instant, a blinding white light of Sword Qi illuminated half the battlefield, flying rapidly toward Yang Simu and the others!

At this time, all the Upper Five Realms Sword Cultivators present on the Great Wall of Sword Qi battlefield were entangled with the Yao Race of the Wilderness World; no one could spare a hand!

A nearby Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivator, retreating from the battlefield further south, happened to see the scene where Yang Simu crushed the Natal Flying Sword of a Wilderness World Nascent Soul Stage Yao Race Sword Cultivator with one hand.

He felt it was incredibly heartening!

Thus, this old Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi prepared to draw his sword to help block this strike.

Even if his realm dropped or he died, the old man felt it would be worth it to protect such a Prodigy Genius Sword Cultivator!

Most importantly, as an outsider, this youth in green dared to join the battlefield to slaughter the Yao Race beasts of the Wilderness World!

However, just as the old man drew his sword and was about to strike, he suddenly heard a resonant voice in his heart lake.

"Senior, there's no need to act; Little Jin can handle it," Yang Simu said softly.

The old Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivator was slightly stunned and was about to say that the tall Golden Armored Deity was only at the Nascent Soul Stage and wasn't even a Sword Cultivator.

How could he possibly block a strike from a Jade Purity Realm Yao Race Sword Cultivator?!

But in an instant, the aura on the Golden Armored Deity suddenly surged, reaching the Jade Purity Realm all at once!

At the same time, an ancient-looking mirror appeared in his hand—it was actually the Semi-Immortal Weapon, the ancient moon palace mirror!

Seeing this, the old Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivator's face felt a burning sting.

Looking at the smiling youth in green, he couldn't help but mutter curses under his breath.

Good kid, so he had a Jade Purity Realm Golden Armored Deity protecting him; no wonder he dared to arrogantly practice his boxing on the battlefield!

"It's already been a hundred chapters!"