I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

"It seems that your strength is not as great as I imagined, old sword saint. You couldn't even withstand two of my moves. Your title as the number one in Haoyu is probably just a lie."

The one who was happiest after the successful strike was none other than the Apocalypse God Lord, who had previously provoked the old sword saint. He immediately began to mock him with a smile, completely forgetting the disheveled appearance of the old sword saint who had retreated to a very far distance after throwing a punch.

His words were full of hatred, and many disciples of the Tianyuan Sword Sect couldn't help but glare at him angrily. Some even shouted curses at him for being shameless.

But the Celestial God Lord seemed to ignore all of this, only staring intently at the old Sword Saint, and said in a sinister tone, "Sword Saint, weren't you very talkative just now? Why are you silent now? Is it because you know you're about to die?"

"You could have begged for mercy."

"I'm still very curious. What would it be like if you, the number one person in Haoyu, knelt down and begged for mercy? You must not disappoint me."

The old sword saint Yin Ruozhuo raised an eyebrow. He continued to help Gu Xiu maintain his condition, while glancing sideways at Zen Master Wugou and the others:

"Does your Western Desert Buddhist sect truly intend to break your previous promise and set foot in the Central Plains?"

Faced with the Sword Saint's question, the Immaculate Zen Master immediately raised an eyelid, but before he could speak, the ignored Heavenly Revelation God Lord spoke first: "Old man, do you think I don't exist?"

The old swordsman still ignored him, staring intently at the Immaculate Zen Master, as if waiting for his reply.

"You old dog, how dare you do this at a time like this..."

Just as the God of Revelation was about to continue his angry rant, Zen Master Wugou finally stopped him: "Even if the Sword Saint is in dire straits, he is still the Sword Saint and should not be insulted like this."

After saying this, Zen Master Wugou clasped his hands together in prayer before the old sword saint:

"Amitabha."

"When Senior Yin visited my Western Desert, our Buddhist sect did indeed agree to your conditions. However, the world is constantly changing. The Western Desert is too small to accommodate our Buddhism. We must leave the Western Desert in order to truly save all sentient beings."

"Is this the will of your Buddha?" the old sword saint asked.

Master Wugou did not answer, but simply said "Amitabha" again, clearly acknowledging the answer.

"It seems he ultimately chose the lesser vehicle path." The old swordsman smiled, seemingly unsurprised.

"Whether Mahayana or Hinayana, the path of Buddhism is the great road to heaven," Zen Master Wugou replied. "However, on this great road, you have become an obstacle. For the sake of all living beings and the vast universe, this humble monk has no choice but to come here on behalf of the Western Desert Buddhist sect..."

"Please, senior, prepare to die!"

"Please, senior, die... Please, senior, die... Please, senior, die..."

The last sentence, imbued with Buddhist secrets, echoed throughout the world the moment it came from Wugou's mouth. It seemed to transform into the words of a deity, carrying a majestic heavenly power that made all living beings below feel suffocated.

"You Buddhist sect are not qualified to make me die." The old sword saint smiled, still helping Gu Xiu maintain the situation, still sitting cross-legged in the same spot, even the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth still remained, but suddenly a golden light rose in his clear eyes, carrying an aura of dominance over the world:

"Since the Buddhist sect in the Western Desert has already gone astray, it should not remain here."

"Sword Four, pass on the order."

"Once this matter is settled, my sword will travel ninety thousand miles across the heavens and annihilate the Buddhist kingdom!"

These words carried boundless power, like a soaring sword aura bursting forth, reaching straight to the heavens, and then, with majestic heavenly might, they exploded in the sky.

"Boom~!"

A thunderclap resounded, and everyone looked up to find that the once clear sky was now covered with dark clouds. The thick clouds rolled and tumbled, forming an inverted pot lid that seemed to be one with the pillar of light on Gu Xiu's body.

This scene sent a shiver down everyone's spine. Even the usually composed Zen Master Wugou felt a jolt in his heart, as if some great calamity had befallen him... or rather, as if the entire Buddhist kingdom was hanging over him.

At that moment, Jiang Jiansi below did not hesitate and immediately bowed:

"Disciple will obey Master's orders!"

The master and apprentice were so serious and earnest that no one could tell they were joking, and everyone couldn't help but have a thought in their minds.

Is it...

Is the Sword Saint alright?

Do they really intend to wipe out the Buddhist kingdom and settle all scores?

Not to mention Zen Master Wugou, even Huang Chao, Jin Ye, and Ding Luoying were somewhat unsure of themselves.

But soon.

"Old man, you're quite the actor. Are you trying to stall for time?" The Heavenly Revelation God Lord's cold laughter rang out: "Looking at you now, you think you can fool people? If I kill you now and destroy your Heavenly Abyss Sword Sect, can you still travel ninety thousand miles with your sword?"

Upon hearing this, the others immediately realized what was going on.

Yes!

The Sword Saint is now completely trapped; he's only saying this to intimidate them with his imposing presence.

"on!"

"We can't give him time to recover. We must kill him as quickly as possible before we can feel at ease!"

"Attack together, don't hold back!"

Thinking of this, the several supreme beings immediately stopped hesitating and rushed out to kill the old sword saint. Each of them made hand seals, carrying supreme divine power, and summoned their respective treasured weapons, clearly intending to kill him with one blow.

To ensure absolute safety, they deliberately arranged themselves in the positions of the four symbols, so that even if the Sword Saint could block one of them, he would certainly not escape being killed by the other three.

The only one who hadn't made a move wasn't idle either. Instead, he spread out his right palm, chanting scriptures continuously. Accompanied by golden light, a phantom of his right palm suddenly enlarged, instantly covering the entire Sword Enlightenment Platform. This phantom was dreamlike and illusory, but it carried an absolute suppression of the power of the soul. This was to prevent the Sword Saint's soul from escaping.

The Sword Saint is too strong.

Since we've taken this step, we must ensure that everything goes perfectly!

Otherwise, the slightest mistake today could become their death warrant tomorrow!

only……

Just when everyone thought they had it in the bag, beams of divine light suddenly rose up from below, then transformed into invisible divine swords that instantly appeared around the Sword Saint, forming a sword array in the blink of an eye.

"What's going on? Why does he still have energy left?"

"After all, he is the best in the world, so it's natural that he has some tricks up his sleeve. Let's seize the opportunity and break through his sword formation!"

"Now that we've made our move, there's no turning back!"

At this moment, the supreme beings naturally dared not stop. After exchanging glances, they fiercely charged towards the sword formation.

In an instant, several forces collided, a deafening roar erupted, and a blinding divine light followed.

But in just a moment, the expressions of the four supreme beings changed drastically.

So strong!

The power of this sword formation is extremely mysterious, like a spiritual object. It can always block them when they want to attack the sword. Their supreme techniques seem to be full of flaws in this sword. In the blink of an eye, they fought dozens of rounds, but they could not get within five feet of the sword saint.

Worse.

Just as they were entangled with the sword formation, a battle flag suddenly shot out from below and rushed towards Huang Chao, who had already lost an arm. Huang Chao's eyelids twitched wildly. He realized that the battle flag carried an aura of iron and blood that seemed to be tangible. He dared not block it rashly and could only retreat quickly to create distance.

Looking back, he saw a person dressed in battle robes and holding a long spear standing beside the Sword Saint, blocking his way.

"Ye Wentian?"

Huang Chao's eyes turned cold: "You dare to interfere in the battle of supreme beings?"

"As the Northern General of the Tian Ce Prefecture, my duty is to protect the human race."

Ye Wentian said coldly, and with a flash of light in his hand, a giant tiger-faced shield as tall as a person appeared on his left arm. The spear in his right hand was ready to be fired, like a general facing a thousand troops charging into battle.

"Out of control."

"Your potential was indeed great five hundred years ago, but unfortunately, you sealed your cultivation for five hundred years, and you are still far from being able to achieve it. If you step down, I may spare your life, but if you remain obstinate..."

Ye Wentian did not reply, but slammed the shield heavily in front of him.

He was demonstrating his attitude through his actions.

I am a divine general of the Heavenly Strategy Palace; the enemy shall not tread an inch ahead!