This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Upon witnessing this scene, the Sword Master couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment, and the face that was once filled with desperation immediately changed to an undeniable expression of joyous surprise. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The carefully prepared Forced Teleportation Formation, in the end, did not play out as imagined

And the last move, originally a desperate attempt at a cure, actually turned out to be so effective?!

How could this not be an unexpected delight for the Sword Master.

"If we miss this opportunity again, we may not find such a good one next time," the Sword Master transmitted to Xue Zhuyong, "Daoist Xue, you must seize this chance of battle!"

Like lightning, the Jiaolong Demon King’s figure turned into a blur, and in an instant, he had flashed beside the Spiritual Abyss.

First a sweep of his stout dragon tail, which the Tongzhen Taoist, caught off-guard, was unable to dodge, easily shattered Tongzhen Taoist’s Protective Aura and Defensive Artifact, sending him flying away, his fate unknown.

Immediately after, the Jiaolong Demon King extended his sharp claws, embedding them in the gaps of Jiao Yan’s Dragon Scales, firmly grasping him.

Inhale～

Even though he had not fully entered the Spiritual Abyss, the Jiaolong Demon King felt an inexplicable attraction emanating from within it.

This place is unfit for a prolonged stay!

Clinging to Jiao Yan, the Jiaolong Demon King immediately prepared to distance himself from the Spiritual Abyss.

"Since you’ve come, do you think you can leave?" With a roar from the Sword Master, his whole body surged with a powerful Qi-Blood Strength.

He was burning his own Essence Blood, sacrificing his own cultivation base, in exchange for a brief moment of explosive power.

At the same time, a profound force of Heaven and Earth rose, covering both the Sword Master and the Full Moon Saber.

This was the Intent mastered by the Sword Master.

As if a blood-red full moon had risen, or as rampant as thunderbolts, the Sword Master and the Full Moon Saber in his hand merged into one, becoming one with his saber. With lightning speed, he slashed towards the Jiaolong Demon King.

The Sword Master’s Intent was only a weak level, far inferior to Xue Zhuyong’s, but now combined with the boiling Qi-Blood Strength and an indomitable spirit, it reverberated with awe-inspiring authority. Explore more stories with empire

Following closely behind was a ghostly flame.

It was the Three-feet Edge controlled by Xue Zhuyong.

On the body of Three-feet Edge, incessant Red Flame undulated, further enhanced with the force of Xue Zhuyong’s Intent.

Facing the onslaught of attacks from the Sword Master and Xue Zhuyong.

The Jiaolong Demon King, his most lethal claws, were at this moment clutching his only bloodline and could not be freed.

And his pride, the Dragon Scales, having resisted the spatial transmission force of the Forced Teleportation Array, had fallen off in large quantities, leading to a sudden decrease in his physical body’s defensive power.

The wound on his body caused by the Heaven-reaching Sword Qi also disrupted the circulation of his Spiritual Power.

The situation seemed quite dire.

But when he chose to save Jiao Yan, he had anticipated just such a scenario.

As the king of the Jiao Clan, he was not so easily defeated.

Filled with pride, the Jiaolong Demon King raised his head and roared defiantly in the Void.

Clang clang clang clang!

An incessant sound of metal and jade rang out.

The few remaining Dragon Scales on his body, accompanied by the clang clang clang, fell off in a flash.

The falling Dragon Scales gathered in front of his body, rapidly assembling into a huge black Dragon Scales Shield that glinted with shimmering light and was engraved with many mysterious golden Runes.

Bang!

The Sword Master, transformed into a blood-colored full moon, collided with the Jiaolong Demon King’s Dragon Scales Shield.

The aftermath of the collision spread out in all directions, terrifying waves radiating out.

Even Lu Qingshan, who was at a certain distance from the Spiritual Abyss, now felt a faint push from the wave.

One can only imagine the immense shockwave force the Jiaolong Demon King and the Sword Master at the center of the disturbance must have felt.

The full moon spectacle dissipated, revealing the silhouette within, the Sword Master was like a mass of blood-flame, uncontrollably flying backward under the influence of the aftermath.

His injuries worsened once more, and the Sword Master, pale as a ghost, fixed his gaze upon the Three-feet Edge, which arrived shortly afterward in Xue Zhuyong’s control.

Under his most powerful strike, the Jiaolong Demon King used the Dragon Scales Shield to block most of the attack.

And the resulting shock wave, while it pushed the Jiaolong Demon King several dozen feet into the Spiritual Abyss, with the physical strength of the Jiaolong Demon King, the attraction of the Spiritual Abyss at this distance was not enough to overpower him.

Whether the Jiaolong Demon King could be sent into the Spiritual Abyss, doomed forever, would depend on Xue Zhuyong’s next move.

Whoosh!

Red Flame surged, covering the body of the Three-feet Edge, transforming the originally dark sword artifact into a radiant red glow.

The Three-feet Edge trembled continuously, the sound clear and deafening, and it smashed against the Dragon Scales Shield, which was showing signs of fracturing.

A roar thundered, earth-shaking, like the collapse of mountains.

In this instant, the golden light from the mysterious Runes of the Dragon Scales Shield and the fierce red light of the Three-feet Edge clashed brilliantly, Spiritual Light crisscrossed.

Pop!

The golden Runes on the Dragon Scales Shield exploded, but the Red Flame on the Three-feet Edge also shattered and dissipated into the Void, leaving no strength behind.

Xue Zhuyong’s Divine Sense peered through the dazzling light, observing that the Jiaolong Demon King’s figure was pushed back over ten yards with this strike.

His colossal dragon body towered in the space above the Spiritual Abyss.

An irresistible suction force was emitted from the Spiritual Abyss, eager to swallow the Jiaolong Demon King.

On the now exposed dragon body of the Jiaolong Demon King, numerous Blood Beads, unable to withstand this suction, detached from his flesh, dripping down continuously, then vanishing out of sight.