Creation of the Universe

Shen Zhan was in a dangerous situation. He was located between two powerful forces and had no room to maneuver.

At this point, the only option is to fight back with all your might and survive in danger.

In his previous life, he had fought hundreds of battles, big and small, and had been on the brink of life and death several times. The character he had honed made Shen Zhan instantly burst out with the fierceness of a strong man.

He took the long sword back into his hand, and poured all his spiritual power into the sword. Almost in an instant, two sword energies invaded the area just feet above his head.

The three forces collided at this point, and Shen Zhan had to withstand the attacks of two sixth-grade swords on his own, which sounded extremely dangerous.

Just now, on the hills on both sides, Wang Tonghai and Baili Yu observed the situation at the bottom of the valley. Through their spiritual power, they quickly recognized Shen Zhan and decided to attack him at the same time to save the prince.

Shen Zhan raised the sword above his head with both hands, temporarily withstanding the fatal attack, but he gradually felt the heaviness in his hands because his opponent was constantly putting pressure on him, trying to eliminate him.

If this continues, Shen Zhan will not be able to overwhelm two opponents at the same time with his spiritual power, especially Wang Tonghai, whose cultivation level of Wu Linglihuang Realm is even more difficult.

"You're done!"

"This is what happens when you rebel against me, you bastard!!!"

Zhu Zhi, who was beaten badly by Shen Zhan, saw Shen Zhan's situation at this time and endured the pain to ridicule him.

If he had not been seriously injured and unable to move freely for the time being, he would have rushed over at the first moment and dealt Shen Zhan a fatal blow with his own hands.

Shen Zhan didn't bother to listen to what Zhu Zhi said. What he cared more about was the violent vibration coming from the sword body at this moment. This probably meant that facing two huge forces, the sword was on the verge of reaching its limit.

But there was nothing he could do. Now he could only hope that the sword could hold up, otherwise the sword would be destroyed and the man would die.

For this reason, Shen Zhan released all the last remaining spiritual power in his body, but this was just a drop in the bucket. Before long, the stalemate began to break apart under his gaze.

In the end, the sword turned into nothingness and disappeared into thin air.

Zhu Zhi laughed and said, "Your death is coming!"

He finally couldn't help it, holding up his seriously injured body, and approached Shen Zhan step by step. The pleasure of killing his enemy with his own hands drove him to do so.

"No...it shouldn't be like this."

The leader of Xuanjinmen behind Zhu Zhi suddenly muttered to himself.

He was originally focused on the state of the sword embryo in the giant tripod, but for the first time he raised his head and looked in the direction of Shen Zhan. He stared for a long time, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

At this delicate moment, a painting of misty mountains and rivers with beautiful artistic conception slowly appeared in the air in Shen Zhan's arms.

In this scroll, every stroke and every line shows the divine craftsmanship, and the mountains and rivers are magnificent and majestic. I wonder which ancient legendary figure left behind such a wonderful painting in the world, which is fascinating.

If you look closely at the details in this painting, you will easily find that there are indescribable strange scenes hidden in it, especially the several green lights in the sky, whose meanings are unknown.

Then he looked above Shen Zhan. Although the long sword was broken into pieces and dissipated in the wind, the sword energy from the two famous swords, Juque and Ruoshui, did not fall on Shen Zhan. There seemed to be a barrier between them and Shen Zhan.

Such a sharp and domineering sword energy could not penetrate!

"Oh no, Prince, please come back soon, the situation has changed!"

The leader of Xuanjinmen suddenly shouted loudly, trying to remind Zhu Zhi to quickly avoid it. However, Zhu Zhi was eager for revenge at this time, and the opportunity to kill Shen Zhan was right in front of him. The latter had almost no ability to fight back, so he ignored the warning and still chose to attack.

What he didn't expect was that several green sword auras suddenly emerged from the scroll and rushed towards Shen Zhan, and quickly gathered between the latter's hands, gradually forming the outline of a green long sword.

Shen Zhan instantly felt an unprecedented power flowing between his hands. He felt warm and comfortable all over, as if he was being illuminated by the warm sunshine.

The long sword just now actually never disappeared, and at this moment it merged into one with the green sword energy.

Zhu Zhi's murderous intent was already apparent, and he was about to attack Shen Zhan's chest, but he didn't realize that his reckless action actually caused him to crash into the invisible sword net that surrounded Shen Zhan.

His flesh and blood body was torn to pieces in an instant, and he ended up with no remains left.

Shen Zhan unexpectedly gained the power of the Qingmang sword energy, and mysterious sword moves emerged in his mind. He was overjoyed and with his outstanding talent, he comprehended the Qingmang sword meaning in the shortest time.

Shen Zhan was not dead, but the prince died suddenly.

Wang Tonghai and Baili Yu were horrified and came to the bottom of Jianxu Valley one after another and stood in front of Shen Zhan.

Baili Yu looked at Shen Zhan, his eyes fell on the green sword in his hand, and Wang Tonghai on the other side did almost the same thing. They were both deeply attracted by the appearance of this sword.

"What's going on here, Master Meng? Can you tell the origin of this sword?"

The Xuanjin Sect leader behind him replied hesitantly, "I have never seen this sword before, but I can clearly sense the terrifying power it brings.

Don't you realize that this is actually a ninth-grade sword?"

Wang Tonghai was stunned. After feeling it carefully, he could indeed sense the spiritual power surging in the sword. This was not a terrifying power that a sword below the ninth grade could possess.

"Ninth rank... Ninth rank spiritual weapons are quite common in the world. How come I didn't know there was such a sword?"

Baili Yu was also at a loss as to what to do about this.

Unexpectedly, the Xuanjin Sect's leader shook his head and said, "Something must be wrong. This sword must be a divine weapon that has appeared in the world before. I don't know why it has been buried until now, but it unexpectedly fell into the hands of this person."

"No one in the world can forge a ninth-grade sword. I can be sure of that!"

Shen Zhan was also very puzzled. He actually knew very little about the long sword given to him by the prime minister, but such a magical thing happened today, which made him more interested in digging out the secrets.

But before that, he needed to understand what was happening.

Wang Tonghai, Baili Yu, and the leader of Xuanjinmen, whose strength has not yet been exposed, each of the three of them holds a sixth-grade famous sword in his hand. It is now a one-on-three situation, and Shen Zhan is destined to have a fierce battle.

"No matter what kind of sword it is, as long as it can kill you, it's a good sword. Wang Tonghai, our business is not over yet!"

Wang Tonghai gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Shen Zhan, it doesn't matter if you're lucky. Today, the bottom of Jianxu Valley will be your burial place!"

After saying that, he took the lead in swinging the Juque Sword and launched an attack on Shen Zhan, but Baili Yu inexplicably felt a chill on his back...