Chapter 825

The other was a gray-black blade.

The edge seemed to have no substance, being semi-transparent and illusory, surrounded by misty dark green poison gas, the toxicity of which seemed capable of corroding even bone marrow.

These two swords made one's heart tremble.

Sharp sword intent was attached to the blade, and it probably had a penetrating damage effect; his personal light-dark shield might not be able to defend against it!

Guo Xin had long since investigated the Black Slaughter's background and knew the people on the Xuanjing side inside and out.

He knew that among the fifth-turn experts present, no one had this kind of sword cultivation or skill!

Then... whose handiwork was this!?

In the whole arena, there was only one sword expert.

Could it be that young... Moon-Slaying Swordsman!?

He looked at Su Ming.

He saw the latter's expression was stern, his hand forming a sword finger, pointing directly at him!

In an instant, Guo Xin's hair stood on end, and anger surged in his heart.

It's him again!

The Moon-Slaying Swordsman!

Was it really him!?

Could this kid have reached the fifth-turn cultivation level so quickly!

He was a sixth-turn Venerable, after all; resisting these two swords wouldn't lead to his death.

Based on Su Ming's sword technique alone, Guo Xin wouldn't be shocked to this extent.

But... don't forget, there was still a troublesome opponent in front of Guo Xin: Jiang Tianchi!

Once he was injured by these penetrating twin swords from behind, in that split second, Jiang Tianchi might be able to defeat and instantly kill him.

The victory or defeat between experts often happens in an instant.

Jiang Tianchi also understood this very well; a flash of coldness crossed his eyes, and he slashed out fiercely.

Seven black blades surrounded him, blocking all of Guo Xin's paths.

Allowing Su Ming's twin swords to hit!

At this moment, Guo Xin's anger and resentment toward Su Ming reached their peak.

If it weren't for this swordsman kid, he would never have fallen into this situation!

Just at this critical moment.

Boom!!

A new variable appeared.

A massive dark sword light slashed down diagonally from the distant horizon.

That sword technique was completely different from Su Ming's sword light, which was full of killing intent.

It was full of demonic aura and was a sword intent of mana.

It didn't cause physical damage, but magical damage!

This sword strike was unstoppable, wide enough to cover the sky, a hundred meters long, capable of shattering one's courage!

The sword light actually shattered the space of this D-level dungeon, leaving behind some cracks as it swept across.

It directly shattered Su Ming's two flying swords and forced them back.

The seven black blades Jiang Tianchi used to block Guo Xin's path were also all knocked back.

The massive sound waves from the clash of blades and swords spread out, and all the third-turn experts in the arena had blood flowing from their ears.

Many fourth-turn experts were not having a good time either, their skills shattered into nothingness by the shock.

A figure arrived with the sword light, holding a black sword in one hand, their posture appearing invincible!

Everyone immediately recognized them by the pressure.

They were... a Venerable!

That wasn't the end.

Immediately after, a loud laugh spread across the sky.

"I wondered what kind of difficult task it was; so it's just this kind of second-rate small guild war!"

The next moment, an old man arrived through the air, reaching them in an instant.

He carried a large bow on his back and raised his hand with a shake.

The bow fell into his hand, and he immediately drew it with one hand.

Before it was even fully drawn, he fired an arrow instantly.

The arrow was very small, as thin as a hair, like a stream of light.

Looking at the leaked power, it wasn't even as good as Yan Ze's hurricane arrow!

But when it actually landed in front of Jiang Tianchi, people realized how terrifying this arrow was!

All the force contained within that arrow erupted, shattering the space within a hundred-meter radius and causing the earth to cave in.

Jiang Tianchi reacted suddenly, but he didn't have time to channel all the black blades back to defend himself.

Only ten blades were spinning, blocking in front of him.

While he was entangled with Guo Xin, he was suppressed by two additional sixth-turn experts attacking one after another!

It was equivalent to needing to defend against the skills of three sixth-turn experts simultaneously!

No one could withstand that.

Jiang Tianchi was hit hard.

He retreated more than ten steps and coughed lowly; it was clear he had suffered internal injuries.

But no blood spilled from the corner of his mouth!

Because... he swallowed the blood.

He understood that he absolutely could not fall.

He was the morale of the Black Slaughter!

Once he fell, everyone would collapse and die!!

The old man landed, standing beside the Evil Law Sword Venerable, his expression calm, scanning the whole arena as if looking at ants.

"Only one Venerable sitting in command?"

"We can kill them with a wave of our hands."

The two sneered.

Su Ming saw this scene, and his pupils trembled.

He didn't expect... they would come so quickly!

Xuanjing's side, plus Guo Xin, made three sixth-turn experts!

In this situation, even if the Thousand-Flow Blade Venerable Jiang Tianchi fought to the death, he couldn't win and would still be crushed.

"Three sixth-turn experts; with my current realm and strength, it's truly..." Su Ming's face was cold, staring fixedly at the two, thinking to himself.

Back when he was in the late fourth-turn, he could transcend realms to kill fifth-turn experts.

But now, he was only at the early fifth-turn cultivation level.

The gap in combat power between the fifth and sixth turn is even greater than between the fourth and fifth turn.

In a battle of this level, even with the 50-fold power of the Origin Sword Body talent, it was difficult for Su Ming alone to influence the outcome of the battle.

On the Black Slaughter side, after the battle just now, there were already heavy casualties.

Many of the third-turn experts in the Black Slaughter couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and no matter how much they trembled and exerted force, they couldn't stand up.

The pressure suppression released by three sixth-turn experts simultaneously was extremely powerful.

Let alone third-turn experts, even fourth-turn experts had trembling eyes, didn't dare to channel their skills, and had no fighting spirit left.