Chapter 953: I'm Actually Not a Pervert

Within a domain encircled by hundreds of millions of electromagnetic currents, Jiang Ding slashed out with a sword.

That single sword strike split into three beams of sword light, azure-blue electric light flickering, vanishing in an instant, and in the next instant, landing on the three Canghai Tianjun.

The three Canghai Tianjun sensed the danger and all erupted with their full power.

Xi Ping'an wielded a massive golden sword to cleave and slay, merging the power of several million divine guards, and further displayed the authority of the Supreme and Exalted Sword Lord of the East Sea Jade Purity Micro-Dust, supreme and noble, transforming into a sky-filling sword strike.

Friend Friend Baizu Tian Jun gathered several million Hundred-Poison Golden Silk Gu insects between thought and action, forming a green-gold insect shield to block before him.

This green-gold insect shield had ninety-nine layers, each layer composed of tens of thousands of the Southern Frontier legendary gu insects, the Hundred-Poison Golden Silk Gu, with mysterious spatial arts serving as partitions between each layer. With such layered defenses, even under the attack of a late-stage Soul Transformation cultivator, it could remain unmoved, containing nearly ten thousand years of the heart's blood and wisdom of Friend Friend Baizu Tian Jun, this pride of the Southern Frontier, and he had always been proud of it.

But, when that thousand-li electromagnetic domain erupted, and that sword light that split into three, vanished in an instant and descended, appeared.

It was seen,

Boom!

The sword strike that Xi Ping'an, commanding several million divine guards, had unleashed with the authority of the Jade Purity Micro-Dust Supreme and Exalted Sword Lord's incense divine path, shattered beneath the electromagnetic sword light!

Several hundred thousand divine guards perished on the spot, reduced to ash and smoke.

Xi Ping'an himself vomited blood and retreated, golden divine blood scattering across the firmament, falling upon the earth and corroding a bottomless great pit.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, without a millisecond's difference, that azure-blue sword light struck Friend Friend Baizu Tian Jun's ninety-nine-layered Golden Silk Hundred-Poison Gu insect shield.

With a boom!

Countless gu insects exploded into fragments, becoming powder in the sky.

Countless golden shards scattered in all directions; the interlayers that claimed to be able to sever endless space were destroyed in an instant, and the half-centipede daoist spat green blood and retreated.

That azure-blue electromagnetic flying sword had no detours, and even technique was extremely rare; it was a straightforward frontal thrust.

No, perhaps it was not so; it was not that there was no technique.

Rather, all the technique was used to increase its own speed and power, as well as its penetration of space, without a single trace of sword-structure surplus to form fancy, complicated sword routines. What manifested outwardly was the ultimate speed, the ultimate power, frontal crushing!

Within the thousand-li magnetic field domain, hundreds of millions of electromagnetic dashed lines encircled and flowed, and between the negative and positive pole domains, a brilliant sword light burst forth.

Behind that electromagnetic sword light, the three Canghai Tianjun vomited blood and retreated.

The most severely injured was undoubtedly Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingyuan Tian Jun; her ice-snow wings were directly snapped off, severed by the Taiqing flying sword, blood scattering across the sky, the broken wings drifting down.

This was not because she was weaker than the other two Canghai Tianjun.

Rather, she had taken the strongest of the three sword strikes!

"You are very

beautiful…"

Jiang Ding, within the encircling thousand-li electromagnetic domain, whispered.

That drifting, broken ice-crystal wing fluttered, carried by a gust of wind and the endlessly encircling azure-blue electromagnetic dashed lines, arriving before him, spinning before him.

Countless human Master Dinghai Zhenjun watched this broken wing with covetous eyes, especially those Master Dinghai Zhenjun skilled in the path of artifact refinement.

This was the wing of a demon race flying-race Canghai Tianjun, tempered for over ten thousand years!

If one could refine artifacts from it, from then on there would be no danger to life at the Nascent Soul stage; one could come and go as one pleased, and even under a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun, one might not be unable to escape with one's life.

Of course, it could not be that one…

Many artifact-refining Master Dinghai Zhenjun added silently in their hearts.

"This is a fine Zhi De Cang Pin, possessing commemorative value."

Jiang Ding put away the broken ice-crystal wing.

A Zhi De Cang Pin with commemorative value.

This was the truth.

If this broken wing were placed alongside Jiang Ding's arm bone, Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingyuan Tian Jun's broken wing naturally far exceeded it in strength and solidity — this was the advantage of a demon race body-tempering Canghai Tianjun.

But if refined into wings, flying swords, or other flight-type magic treasures, the value of Jiang Ding's arm bone would surely exceed this broken wing by a world of difference; they were not things of the same grade.

He naturally looked down on it.

"Damned…"

The three Canghai Tianjun stared in horror at the blue-clothed youth who had put away the broken wing.

"Don't look at me like that."

"Everyone, I am not a pervert."

Jiang Ding, seeing this, said somewhat embarrassedly: "This is still my first time single-handedly hunting a late-stage Soul Transformation cultivator; my heart is a bit excited, a bit nervous, and I want to keep some souvenirs."

"You won't mind, will you?"

"Of course you won't mind; all of you have fought your way out of blood and storms, and have committed towering crimes against the human race. This little matter is merely a small scene."

"Excuse me, excuse me."

Without waiting for their answer, Jiang Ding continued speaking to himself.

"Moreover…"

Boom!

Across a thousand li, hundreds of millions of electromagnetic dashed lines bloomed, the negative and positive pole magnetic fields turned, erupting with tremendous power. Not a trace of this power leaked out; all of it acted upon the Taiqing flying sword.

"You are going to die."

"Because you are too weak, far too weak!"

Jiang Ding suddenly sighed.

Clang!

The Taiqing flying sword sang and hummed; amid the violent sword howl, it split into three, carrying the storm of hundreds of millions of electromagnetic dashed lines, and once again slashed toward the three Canghai Tianjun.

Her sword light twisted like silk, flickered unsteadily, and was filled with an overwhelming, bone-chilling killing intent that pervaded heaven and earth, leaving not a single gap.

"No!"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun let out a piercing roar.

In that instant, she smelled a clear and icy scent of death.

Over ten thousand years of life, over ten thousand years of combat and slaughter constantly reminded her of the terrible fate awaiting her if she faced this fearsome sword with her broken body.

"Kill!"

"Master Tushan, you deserve to die!"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun roared.

Facing life and death, she made a decision in an instant.

She stretched her slender neck and let out a long cry; her vital blood began to burn as she strained to open her sharp ice-crystal beak, revealing what lay within.

It was a flame of mixed ice and blood colors, twisting and burning, freezing the void silently and without sound.

This was her demon core.

It stored over ten thousand years of demonic power; it was the most important and strongest part of her entire body, and also the source of inspiration for the Great Clarity Flying Sword merging with the Dan Sword, and the Infant merging with the Sword.

At this moment, facing life and death, Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingyuan disregarded everything, burned her vital blood, and commanded the fire of her demon core to strike out toward that piercingly fierce, invisible electromagnetic sword.

At the very instant this Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng demon core appeared, ripples like water waves spread across the space within dozens of kilometers.

Everything in heaven and earth slowed down and became gentler.

Even the Great Clarity Flying Sword, which had always vanished from the divine sense of all Tianjuns, revealed its form: a flying sword of deep blue entwined with countless golden nets, descending to kill at a speed that was still extremely fast but easily lockable by a Soul Transformation divine sense; even the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng demon core could not freeze or halt it.

"Kill!"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun spoke in a low voice.

She strained to flap her wings, one of which was already broken, to provide a divine sense lock for the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng demon core.

Whoosh!

The Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng demon core, resembling a flame of blood-ice color, carrying the ultimate chill and the intent to freeze all things, struck instantly toward the Great Clarity Flying Sword.

Hiss...

One flying sword, one ice flame; when the two touched, no explosion occurred. Like two beams of light weaving together, they mutually extinguished each other.

Heaven and earth flickered uncertainly.

One moment dark, the next moment blazing.

"Master Tushan..."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun rejoiced greatly, revealing a frenzied killing intent.

She had finally blocked this sword strike!

Moreover, she was no longer at a disadvantage; they were evenly matched, not inferior to the other, tightly binding that extremely dangerous flying sword and constantly wearing down its sharpness.

The chance of victory had appeared.