Sword Emperor

In an instant, a majestic force was transmitted into Sun Bing's body from the Immortal Slaughtering Sword. A bone-piercing pain instantly swept across Sun Bing's body, as if he had been cut by the sharpest blade. Even Sun Bing's willpower couldn't bear it.    

    

A dull sound was instantly heard, but Sun Bing could only grit his teeth. His blood and Qi surged within his body. The Black Tortoise True Body was raised to the extreme in an instant. At this time, his skin was filled with profound inscription symbols.    

    

At this time, Sun Bing could clearly feel that the intense pain in his body had been weakened by several times. Although it was still unbearable, it was much better than before.    

    

And now, Sun Bing could clearly feel the boundless energy contained within the Immortal Slaughtering Sword. Earlier, he had only experienced one percent of it. In the face of this kind of energy, Sun Bing's inner demon had even been born.    

    

Especially after enduring the intense killing aura of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, Sun Bing's eyes gradually turned red. An impulse to destroy everything in the world emerged in his mind.    

    

Not far away, the three Saints of Tian Shang had also seen the situation in front of them in a short period of time. At this moment, their eyes were fixed on the longsword in Sun Bing's hand.    

    

With their cultivation base, they could clearly see that the longsword in Sun Bing's hand was a Supreme Artifact. Furthermore, it was considered a very powerful Supreme Artifact, and it could be considered a priceless treasure.    

    

Of course, the most important thing was the killing intent in the air. One should know that the assassins of Tian Shang were cultivating the Dao of Slaughter. It could be said that if they could obtain the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, their strength would be greatly enhanced.    

    

A Supreme Artifact that was completely compatible with a Holy Dao was extremely rare. Therefore, no matter how cold his eyes were, a trace of greed had already emerged in his heart.    

    

Immediately, the three Saints looked at each other. All of them nodded their heads in an unnoticeable manner. In order to avoid any accidents, the most important thing right now was to kill Sun Bing as soon as possible.    

    

After that, the three of them turned into rays of light and swept towards Sun Bing. In order to kill Sun Bing in the shortest time possible, they had used all their trump cards, which could be regarded as their strongest attack.    

    

Sun Bing naturally knew about the situation of the three Saints. However, a cold smile emerged on his face, especially the killing intent in his mind. At this moment, he had already sentenced the three Saints to death.    

    

"Sword Sweeping the Eight Desolates!"    

    

Sun Bing swept his sword forward. Although the sword technique was exactly the same, with the enhancement of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, its power was enhanced by more than a thousand times. A blood-red Sword Qi emerged from the Immortal Slaughtering Sword and spread in front of him.    

    

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword, which had just been sealed for countless years, still retained its full strength. Finally, it was completely infused into the sword. The moment the sword light appeared, the sky and earth changed color.    

    

It was like a revived supreme being. The aura of a supreme being spread out in all directions, making people unable to muster up any thoughts of resistance. There was no vastness in the sword attack, only the most terrifying killing intent.    

    

"No, this is simply impossible. Why is it that the Supreme Artifact is able to unleash all of its power?"    

    

A miserable cry was heard. He turned his head and saw that it was the voice of a saint who was moving towards Sun Bing.    

    

This was because he could clearly sense that even though they were saints and had revealed their trump cards, they were still far from being able to withstand such a terrifying attack. Under this sword light, the aura of death was revolving around them.    

    

It could be said that such an attack... It was not something they could withstand at all, let alone saints. Even if a Holy King came here personally, they still wouldn't be able to defend against it. It was imaginable how terrifying this sword strike was.    

    

Even the entire Xuan Province was shaken by the sudden appearance of the sword. Ancient figures were awakened from the dust and murmured in a deep voice, "Who are these people? The aura of the Martial Highness Realm was so strong. Is it really a Martial Highness Realm expert? "    

    

"The killing intent contained within is too strong. It seems like there isn't any supreme being in my Humans that possesses such killing intent. Could it be the Asura Race's Progenitor?"    

    

In short, at this moment, the entire Profound Province was in an uproar. At the same time, those ancient figures immediately sent out their disciples, wanting to find out where the attack came from.    

    

Meanwhile, at this time, this blood-colored sword light finally descended. The three saints simply didn't have any ability to resist. The moment the sword light fell, they were all turned into ashes, not even a speck of dust could be found.    

    

This was not to mention the other assassins who were below the Saint Stage. In fact, many of them had even fallen in the face of such a terrifying Qi.    

    

However, in the end, the sword light didn't stop there. The sword light that contained the Qi of a supreme being was extremely terrifying. It kept moving forward. As for the stronghold of Tian Shang, it didn't have any ability to resist the terrifying sword light.    

    

One inscription after another had completely collapsed. The formation that covered all four directions had also exploded. Even if it was a heavenly passage... But because the attack this time was too terrifying, it was completely split in half. Moreover, the sword light continued to spread into the distance.    

    

On the ground along the way, bottomless cracks appeared, all the way to the edge of the sky. There was no sign of stopping.    

    

This was also the reason why Supreme Stage's experts wouldn't attack so easily. Once a battle between supreme experts broke out... * Hong Long...... *    

    

This was because the strength of a supreme expert was just too powerful. Not to mention the fact that they were in the Nine Provinces, even if they were to fight in the starry sky, they would be able to shatter the stars with just a wave of their hand, and even tear the space apart with a single leap. Even the slightest carelessness could cause endless slaughter.    

    

As he swung his sword, Sun Bing's entire body fell to the ground powerlessly. All the Genuine Essence in his body had been completely drained. It was difficult for him to even move his finger now.    

    

As Sun Bing released the hilt of sword, the desire to kill in his mind gradually disappeared. At least, he could control it. Even the prickling pain in his body had disappeared without a trace.    

    

Recalling everything that had happened, Sun Bing's eyes revealed a trace of lingering fear. He carefully looked at the Immortal Slaughtering Sword on the ground and murmured, "It is indeed worthy of being the legendary Immortal Slaughtering Sword.    

    

The power contained within this sword is too powerful. With my current strength, I can't control it at all.    

    

If I try to control it by force, I might even be controlled by the sword. At that time, I might become a puppet whose mind is filled with killing intent and will no longer have any intelligence. "    

    

Thinking of this scene, cold sweat emerged on Sun Bing's back. This was also the good thing that he woke up in time. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable. After experiencing all that, even Sun Bing felt a sense of respect for the Immortal Slaughtering Sword.    

    

Unless Sun Bing became a saint or faced an absolute danger of death, Sun Bing would never fight with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword in the following time.    

    

After a long time, Sun Bing finally regained some of his strength. He struggled to stand up and looked at Tian Shang's stronghold. One should know that an assassin organization like this would have to pay a very high price to make him fight.    

    

Not to mention, he had to gather two Saints. Such a price was enough to make even Saints feel pain in their hearts. Therefore, there must be some precious things hidden in it. But now, all of them belonged to Sun Bing.    

    

While Sun Bing was searching the stronghold of Tian Shang, the atmosphere in the Zhuling Fairyland in Shen State had reached its peak. Almost every high-ranking cultivator had a gloomy expression on their faces.    

    

One should know that even though the Immortal Sword was in Sun Bing's hands, they were still able to sense the general situation. However, just now, not only had the feeling disappeared, Young Master Changsheng had also spat out some blood mist.    

    

Without a doubt, this meant that an accident had happened to the Immortal Sword, and it might even be completely destroyed. When they thought of this possibility, the atmosphere became tense once again.    

    

Finally, everyone's eyes couldn't help but reveal Sun Bing's figure. He gritted his teeth and said, "Sun Bing, huh? This kind of blood feud will definitely tear you into pieces."