Free Web NovelChapter 1520: Chapter 172 Above the Firmament: Blade Sea Tilts_2
Above the vast sky, there is the sound of swords singing.
It seems as if the Nine Heavens are stirring with thunder.
Bright white sword light streaks through the sky, centering on the flying longsword, expanding throughout the sky.
It looks like wild silver lightning dancing.
The sky is a sheet where sword Qi is the ever-moving, never-ceasing writing marks.
Sword Qi burgeons, as if weaving a net of lightning across the sky.
With a terrifying shriek, it grows denser and more vivid.
Thus, it forms a sea of sword light.
The sword sea pours above the sky.
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The bright white sea of sword light occupies the sky, mercilessly pouring down.
The Soldier Slayer born of the confrontation of a hundred thousand troops is suppressed several feet!
Only endless sword light is falling.
As if...
The sky has collapsed!
The sky has crumbled, the whole sky is pressing down.
The sky has opened a fissure, and this sword sea pours down like the waters of the Celestial River, centered on Jiang Wang! And along with it, covers this battlefield of nearly a hundred thousand people.
What kind of powerful foe, without uttering a word, would unleash such a deadly move?
Jiang Wang immediately thought of the Masked Demon, Yan Chunhui, as described by Yu Beidou.
Even Yu Beidou, listed among the strongest True Men of the era, could only revive himself with life blood when truly facing Yan Chunhui’s flying sword. Let alone Jiang Wang?!
When he killed the Beheading Demon, Yan Chunhui did not make a move. When he killed the Wan E Demon and the Flesh-Carving Demon, Yan Chunhui also did not intervene.
It seems the eyes of the foremost Demon do not fall upon these lesser-ranked Demons.
That’s why he came alone to hunt the Masked Demon.
Yet he stirred up a hornet’s nest!
It can only be said that fate sometimes prefers to play some nasty jokes.
What kind of wondrous spectacle is this?
From the sky, the sword sea pours down, bright white sword light like waves, like tides, like a waterfall hanging upside down.
"Suspicious that the Milky Way pours from the Nine Heavens!"
Who is responsible for this?
Is it not the Heavenly God?
This is such a terrifying sword!
Just now, Jiang Wang’s Absolute Summit Mountain-Cleaving Sword, beneath this sword sea, seemed as soft and powerless as a blade of grass.
Weak in comparison.
Every mortal on this battlefield sees only the sword sea, with nowhere to escape.
No matter which country’s genius, no matter which country’s soldier.
Beneath such a sword sea, they can only feel deep despair.
This is an insurmountable gap, an insurmountable chasm.
Who can fill the chasm?
When the sky collapses, who can avoid death?
At the moment of life and death, who can remain fearless?
At this moment, Jiang Wang stands in mid-air, having just slain the Masked Demon, not yet able to collect his thoughts, before encountering this sword.
Though cloaked in fire with the Five Mansions shining, he, like all covered by this sword sea, is completely without the strength to respond.
Under the sea’s pouring, even ants are powerless.
Thousands make no difference, tens of thousands make no difference, even a hundred thousand are just ants!
Nothing can withstand it!
Yet Jiang Wang rises.
He says not a word, he simply raises his sword to ascend. Alone, advancing towards that sword sea.
This is the moment of life and death, his only choice.
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The frosty cloak billows behind him, flames coil around, in his eyes the immortal crimson gold light, as if solidified into a deity’s statue.
The clouds scatter one by one, five bright sources of light embedded in his body.
He knows he cannot escape, but he does not wait for death.
If death is the fixed outcome, if truly facing the sky’s collapse, he wants this collapsing "sky" to... see his sword!
Jiang Wang rises in the air, a capital "man".
The character for "man" stands between heaven and earth.
Longing quivers incessantly.
He thrusts towards the sky with a sword!
Alone with one sword, facing the sword sea.
This is a young man under twenty, charging against an unmatched power.
This is a Neifu Cultivator, bravely challenging the might of the sky collapsing.
On a battlefield where thousands of horses are silent.
Among the silence of a hundred thousand troops.
Only he rushes towards the high sky, with such resolve, so dazzling.
This scene will not be forgotten by those present even in ten or a hundred years.
Wielding a sword amid despair is the true hero of the world.
Suddenly a roar shakes heaven and earth: "Jiang Qingyang! Where do you intend to go? Zhongxuan Sheng accompanies you!"
In the army formation of Qi Country, a massive body suddenly swells, transforming into a giant of about fifteen or sixteen fathoms, shaking heaven and earth, roaring like thunder. With one leap, it rushes straight towards the sword sea.
This sword sea appeared entirely too suddenly, yet exhibited overly formidable power.
Faced with life and death in a narrow path, suddenly witnessing the might of the sky collapsing... This is a gap in strength that wisdom cannot cross.
At this moment, anything that could be utilized is unable to confront this sword Qi sea.
Zhongxuan Sheng is incredibly smart, which makes him understand that things cannot be done.
Simply abandoning all thought, he relinquishes choice to the impulse of his heart, invoking the Law of Heaven and Earth, rising towards the sky.
Jiang Wang goes to his death, I shall also go to my death!
A black-armored figure, carrying a heavy sword, silently follows by his side.
Wherever Zhongxuan Sheng goes, she goes.
No questioning, regardless of life and death.
If it’s to cleave a high mountain, then cleave a high mountain, if it’s to cleave the sword sea, then cleave the sword sea.
Even if it avails nothing, even if... no remains are left.
Together with Zhongxuan Sheng!
"All troops, form ranks! Listen to my command! Gather near the arrow landing points!" Li Longchuan, with a jade belt wrapped on his forehead, flips his hand, drawing back Qiushan Bow to full moon, the bowstring releases ten feathered arrows flying out, landing at different positions, precisely aligning with the ten camps on Qi’s side.
"I shall lead you in a desperate struggle!"
He must, in the shortest possible time, combine the power of the army formation, to make that life-or-death gamble.
