Chapter 441

In this Nine Provinces World, Xie Xiaofeng had the rotten luck of standing on the opposite side of Yan Shisan.

And with Ximen Wudi's help, Yan Shisan had long since mastered the Fourteenth Life-Stealing Sword.

The situation of it devouring its master would never appear again.

The demon sword — Xie Xiaofeng swung his sword, still trying to resist.

He only felt that this sword move was like a demon, able to constantly devour his mind, true essence, and even sword intent!

"What a terrifying sword!"

Xie Xiaofeng held back no longer, knowing full well that this battle between the two would be decided by this single sword.

"Earth shatters, heaven惊 — all heaven and earth shall burn!"

In his moment of peril, Xie Xiaofeng unleashed the supreme sword Dao ultimate technique of the Divine Sword Shanzhuang.

The entire Zhenwu Grand Hall, for a moment, felt as though it were about to collapse.

"Good, what powerful sword intent, what domineering sword move."

Yan Shisan could see that this sword of Xie Xiaofeng's was far more fearsome than he had imagined.

The Fourteenth Life-Stealing Sword actually could not take him down!

The Sword God was, after all, the Sword God — even after faking his death and living in seclusion for so many years, he remained powerful!

Two terrifying sword moves slammed directly into each other.

"Fifteenth Life-Stealing Sword!"

With the Fourteenth Life-Stealing Sword failing to work, Yan Shisan brought out his trump card ultimate technique.

This move, too, had been comprehended with the aid of Ximen Wudi.

Unless absolutely forced to, Yan Shisan would not employ this sword.

Only because this sword's might was too astonishing — it required the Earthly Immortal Realm to be unleashed in full.

Otherwise, it would consume one's lifespan.

But now, Yan Shisan had no choice.

The Sword God truly lived up to his name!

Even though his cultivation was merely at the Absolute Peak, the might of this sword was far more domineering than that of most Earthly Immortals.

"Slicka—!"

The Fifteenth Life-Stealing Sword shattered through Xie Xiaofeng's sword move.

Yan Shisan held nothing back, and in one thrust drove his sword into Xie Xiaofeng's heart.

"You are strong…"

Xie Xiaofeng's face was deathly pale, yet he wore an expression of relieved smiles.

"What a shame I can only drink with you as an enemy, not as a friend."

"Thank you…"

A generation's Sword God perished on the spot.

Yan Shisan withdrew his precious sword and cast a somewhat dim look at Xie Xiaofeng.

In this battle, without Ximen Wudi, he would surely have lost.

He never imagined that Xie Xiaofeng could actually receive the Fourteenth Life-Stealing Sword!.

275 — The mastermind behind the scenes, Great Ming is in danger!

"Good, I didn't expect that trash Xie Xiaofeng wouldn't even be a match for you, Yan Shisan!"

The Ghost-Faced Man clapped his palms, not caring in the slightest that Yan Shisan had killed Xie Xiaofeng.

Judging by his appearance, it was as though he could hardly wait for Xie Xiaofeng to die.

"But that sword just now — how many times can you use it?"

The Fifteenth Life-Stealing Sword was not something Yan Shisan could currently control.

Every use was burning his lifespan.

But Wu Dangpai — Yan Shisan had to protect it.

This was a mission issued by the Qinglong Society.

Those who failed to complete it — death!

"How many times I can use it, I don't know either."

"But I do know that killing you doesn't require this move."

Yan Shisan steadied his inner breath for a moment, then raised his sword and pointed it at the Ghost-Faced Man.

"If you're a man, step up and let me slaughter you."

"Yan Shisan, we long ago calculated that the one protecting Wu Dangpai would definitely include you."

"Therefore, those who came this time to deal with Wu Dangpai are not just one Xie Xiaofeng, you know."

From within the crowd, several more people stepped out.

"Sword Demon!"

"Sword Greedy!"

"Yan Nantian."

After the three stepped out, they did not conceal their identities in the slightest, and instead all announced their names.

Sword Demon and Sword Greedy both came from Yunzhou.

Ordinary Jianghu Wu Lin folk did not yet know, but Yan Shisan, as a member of the Qinglong Society, had some understanding of them as well.

Sword Demon's real name no one knew — even he himself did not know it.

But this man's realm of the Sword Dao was extremely high, having already reached the realm of no sword.

His Severing-Meridian Sword Qi had earned him a great reputation in the Wu Lin of Yunzhou.

It was just that he had long lusted after the beauty of the Lady of the Sword Worship Shanzhuang's master, and so had stayed at the Sword Worship Shanzhuang all these years.

No one knew what background this Ghost-Face Man had, to even invite the Sword Demon here.

As for the Sword Greedy, he was also a top-tier sword Dao master of Yunzhou.

It was just that this man loved swords as his very life, spending his whole life obsessively collecting treasured blades.

Rumor had it that the Sword Greedy's realm of the Sword Dao was in no way inferior to the Sword Demon's.

As for the last one, Yan Nantian, there was no one in the Nine Provinces' Wu Lin who did not know him.

Especially the people of the Great Ming Wu Lin.

Back before the Heavenly Dao Golden List had appeared, when Land Immortals had vanished from the Jianghu.

Yan Nantian bore the title of "Number One Divine Sword Under Heaven" within the Great Ming Wu Lin.

It was just that he had once had a past with Yao Yue, and after the Qinglong Society emerged, this man had hidden himself away.

He never expected that today he too would be invited out, to fight the Qinglong Society and Yan Shisan.

"Good! How fortunate am I, Yan Shisan, to be able to duel with so many sword Dao masters."

The fact that Yan Shisan had killed Xie Xiaofeng with a single sword thrust meant he had actually already suffered no light an injury.

The Fifteen Life-Stealing Swords were not so easy to employ.

But a swordsman never feared a challenge.

"Shisan, joy shared alone is no joy at all — give me two of those three swordsmen, why don't you."

High above the void, it was as if a celestial being swept across the sky.

The next instant, the dashing and extraordinary Ye Gucheng stood at Yan Shisan's side.

It was just that Ye Gucheng, who usually wore a spotless suit of white.

This time, not only was his white robe stained with much fresh blood, the hem of his garment had even been sliced off a section.

Clearly, before arriving here, Ye Gucheng had already been through a vicious battle.

"Taken care of?"

Yan Shisan looked at him like this, as if he had long known.

"Yes! These people truly had no eye for trouble, really thinking our Qinglong Society is easy to bully — is my Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortal Sword blunt?"

Ye Gucheng laughed boldly, his gaze turning coldly toward the Sword Demon and the other two.

"Didn't expect that you, Ye Gucheng, could actually kill him — not bad."

The Ghost-Face Man, regarding Ye Gucheng's arrival, was also somewhat surprised.

"Go, kill those two fellows."