Chapter 6318 Unmatched Xue Tu
That voice was arrogant and sharp, ringing out at the exact same moment as the Sword Qi. It instantly enraged Xue Tu.
Having never left the Heaven Dragon Law Domain, Xue Tu didn’t know much about the outside world and had no idea what the High Heaven line was.
But who cared? No matter who they were, wasn’t this far too arrogant? Not only did they give a warning, they even dared to attack first?
“Courting death!”
Xue Tu’s fury erupted, and he unleashed a massive fist-image at the Sword Qi.
The Sword Qi shattered, but Xue Tu’s heart shook. That strike had actually made his fist tremble. The attacker was no weakling.
At this sight, Qing Yi’s expression changed.
She was just about to tell him to avoid unnecessary trouble when powerful auras surged one after another, charging toward them. Xue Tu’s strike had already provoked them.
Someone shouted, “So it’s the dragon race. Your clan has long since declined. You’d best be smart and scram immediately—or don’t blame us for starting a dragon slaughter!”
Over ten figures appeared. At the front was a lean, long-haired man with an ancient multicolored sword strapped to his back. He possessed 930 Sovereign flames.
The others weren’t quite as strong, but each of them was a nine-hundred-flame divine sprout.
Their auras were razor sharp, like a forest of unsheathed swords. Their eyes crackled with electricity, as though they could pierce straight through a person’s soul.
Sword cultivators specialized in pure offense. Within the same realm, almost no one could gain an upper hand over them. Ordinary people would always give way when faced with so many sword cultivators. Who would willingly run into the edge of a thousand blades?
Qing Yi was just about to order a retreat when she heard their words. In an instant, her expression turned cold. Even with her gentle temperament, their arrogance made her want to kill.
“Fuck your mother!” Xue Tu roared.
Just when had the dragon race declined to the point of being mocked like this? Xue Tu’s Sovereign flames erupted, and with a single step, he appeared in front of those sword cultivators.
“Blood Dragon Fist!” Xue Tu shouted, unleashing a punch.
His Sovereign flames flashed, and blood-colored light dyed the sky. The power of this punch covered everyone in front of him.
“Courting death!”
Seeing that he dared to attack, these sword cultivators were outraged. Rays of Sword Qi slashed out.
BOOM!
Every strand of Sword Qi was crushed beneath Xue Tu’s fist. The collision blasted them backward, each one grunting in pain.
Their expressions twisted. Xue Tu’s power was wild yet condensed, like an indestructible iron ball. Their Sword Qi failed to cut through it, and the backlash nearly forced blood from their mouths.
Xue Tu’s power had exceeded their imagination.
After blowing them back, Xue Tu shouted, “I’m in a rush, so get out of my way!”
Though angered, Xue Tu didn’t want to waste time on them. He could sense their strength. While he wasn’t afraid, he didn’t want to disturb Long Chen and the others.
“Since you want to die so badly, my High Heaven line will be your executioner!” one of them roared.
In an instant, they scattered—some charging straight at Xue Tu, the others darting toward the owl dragon behind him.
“Courting death!”
Xue Tu had already been merciful by merely telling them to scram. But when they dared to launch sneak attacks on those behind him, whatever control he had left over his temper instantly crumbled.
“Blood Dragon Slaughter!”
Scarlet light erupted from his eyes. With both hands, he tore at the void itself. The air shuddered violently as though reality was nothing but thin paper.
Two High Heaven experts caught in that rift were instantly blown apart.
As for the others, due to this spatial displacement, they were forced back and could only watch in horror. Xue Tu’s eyes were scarlet, and his hair flew about wildly. He had entered his berserk state.
“As you wish... I’ll kill you all!” he bellowed, his voice similar to the growl of a devil god.
With a flash, Xue Tu appeared in front of one of them and crushed that expert along with his weapon.
Xue Tu’s speed was alarming. Even sword cultivators, famed for their sharp senses, couldn’t follow his movements.
Now fully berserk, Xue Tu had lost all rationality. His mind held only one thought—slaughter. He would not stop until every last one of them was dead.
“Kill!”
The word hissed from between clenched teeth, filled with venom and bloodlust, as though he carried an eternal blood debt against them. He pounced on the next target.
That man’s face twisted in terror. He swung down his sword at Xue Tu’s head even as he retreated.
Unexpectedly, Xue Tu completely ignored his attack in order to strike him.
His sword sank into Xue Tu’s skull—but only half an inch, before getting stuck like it had struck indestructible steel. Worse, the sword refused to come back out.
The cultivator froze in shock.
A heartbeat later, his horror ended. Xue Tu’s claws pierced his chest and ripped him apart, scattering gore across the battlefield.
Blood streamed down Xue Tu’s face, making him look more terrifying than any devil. He didn’t even seem to feel pain. With the sword still lodged in his head, he lunged at the next one.
The survivors had never seen anything so nightmarish. Their fear overwhelmed their pride, and they scattered in panic.
One was a step too slow. Xue Tu’s claws seized him and tore him to shreds.
Even the dragon experts watching shivered. No wonder even the top experts of the Dragon Domain preferred not to face this madman.
“The dragon race has gone crazy. They dare to challenge my High Heaven line? Die!”
A furious shout split the air. Sword Qi descended from above, severing heaven and earth alike. Its oppressive edge filled the world with the stench of death.
At this moment, Long Chen stirred and slowly opened his eyes.
The others also showed signs of waking, but Long Chen raised a hand. Astral walls bloomed into existence, isolating them from the terrifying sword intent, allowing their seclusion to continue undisturbed.
“You can fight freely!” Long Chen shouted.
Xue Tu’s bloody mouth split open into a ferocious grin.
“Divine Dragon Blood Blaze!”
BOOM!
Blood-colored flames erupted from his body like a volcanic pillar, shaking heaven and earth. His aura surged so violently that even Long Chen’s heart trembled.
The pillar of flames rose into the heavens, crushing the heaven-rending sword directly.