Chapter 384

This item was incredibly rare even in the Ancient Era, let alone in the present.

Only that girl Bai Suxi possessed such heaven-defying luck.

Only then could it be cultivated!

Everyone else could only lock it away on a high shelf.

Treating it as a collectible.

At the same time, he had other purposes.

He believed such an approach.

Should increase the favorability toward the Zhang Sect.

"Unyielding Truth Heavenly King Art (Volume One)."

Meng Zhangqing's eyes shifted slightly.

He did not cultivate this technique mainly due to a lack of time, so obtaining the corresponding attributes from the Zhang Sect was the best choice!

He withdrew his thoughts.

Meng Zhangqing sped away toward the distance.

He remembered there was still a Level Five Heavenly Demon tribe several hundred li away.

He could not let it go.

"Sword Five!"

Mo Xiaoyu stepped into mid-air!

Powerful sword qi was unleashed.

She also drove the might of the Innate Sword Body to its extreme!

And surrounding her were exactly three Level Five Heavenly Demons!

Two at the Initial Stage, one at the Mid-stage.

All possessed inhabited bodies.

For Heavenly Demons, after seizing a body, they could not only wield their clan's innate talents, but some could even inherit the original owner's power!

Such as martial techniques.

"Wind-Breaking Blade? Frost-Slicing Slash!"

That Mid-stage Heavenly Demon looked entirely like a human giant, except his eyes were blood-red.

Continuous blade qi swept out.

Constantly clashing with Mo Xiaoyu.

If it were only the blade-wielding Heavenly Demon, she would not fear it at all.

But the two beside it kept using their innate talents, mental interference, even assaulting her sea of consciousness...

Causing her to become somewhat flustered!

"Despicable!"

Mo Xiaoyu flew into a rage and cursed loudly.

But the Heavenly Demons did not care.

They even wore cruel smiles on their faces.

"It is actually an Innate Sword Body!"

"No wonder Lord Duosi was killed by you!"

In their view, the only culprit could be this Innate Sword Body.

"I want this body!"

The blade-wielding Heavenly Demon said greedily.

"Big Brother, don't you like tall and mighty ones? Let this little runt be mine!"

Another Heavenly Demon said.

"Under normal circumstances, I would let you have it, but this is an Innate Sword Body!"

The blade-wielding Heavenly Demon licked the corner of his mouth, "Once I possess it, I too can cultivate the Sword Dao like humans, greatly increasing my strength!"

Hearing this.

The two Initial Stage Heavenly Demons were instantly speechless.

Who could blame them for having inferior strength and no first choice?

"Damn it!"

"How dare you covet my body!"

"Die!"

Mo Xiaoyu's cute face was covered in anger.

But anger aside.

Reality is ruthless.

Under the siege of the three Heavenly Demons, she was gradually becoming unable to hold on.

"Looks like I have to slip away."

Mo Xiaoyu sighed inwardly.

She actually wanted to train here a bit longer; it would be especially useful for increasing her mental cultivation base.

Especially regarding the sword intent within the sword momentum!

She already had a vague framework in her mind.

0.3 But still far from enough.

"Sword Twenty-One!"

Yet just then, an indifferent voice rang out.

Mo Xiaoyu saw a scene that shocked her.

It was terrifying sword light.

Slashing horizontally from a distant place, it moved with extreme speed, arriving before their eyes almost in the blink of an eye.

Not good!

The three Heavenly Demons' faces changed drastically.

From this single sword strike, they felt an incomparably powerful force.

Impossible to block!

But the sword light was too fast; there was no way to dodge!

They could only force a defense!

Crack!

Yet at the moment of contact!

Every action was futile.

All defenses, like brittle paper, shattered directly.

Even their spiritual consciousness was sliced to pieces.

The might of a single sword strike, so terrifying!

And the figure of the one who came.

appeared the next second.

A pale wind blew gently.

Black hair danced wildly, his cold and stern face like ten-thousand-year-old ice.