From the beginning of Swordsman, he created a legend in the martial arts world.

Thirteen Deadly Swords - Serpent Probing the Cave!

An elder, who thought he was safe and had become a little complacent, was caught off guard and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Then, he looked down in disbelief at the sword tip that shone with an eerie red light emanating from his chest, made two gurgling sounds, and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

One sword strike, and an elder is killed!

"court death!"

"Kill him!"

Meng Fei's ruthless act of killing one person first thoroughly enraged the members of the Sun Moon Cult.

Ren Woxing's eyes widened in fury, and he roared, "Attack together! Dead or alive!"

In an instant, roars erupted and a strong wind howled!

Ren Woxing's palm strike was as powerful as a mountain, aimed directly at Meng Fei's head. Bao Dachu, Sang Sanniang, and others attacked Meng Fei from all directions with various weapons, including knives, swords, palms, and fists, like a storm, determined to tear him to pieces.

Faced with this siege that could instantly break any top expert, Meng Fei showed no fear; instead, an unprecedented fighting spirit surged within him.

"Good timing!"

With a long howl, he moved like a ghost amidst the flashing swords, his Azure Blood Sword instantly transforming into a crimson curtain of light!

The Thirteen Deadly Swords were finally unleashed with full force and without reservation in this life-or-death situation.

With a series of fierce killing moves, including Serpent Probing the Cave, Three Stars Stealing the Soul, Rainbow Piercing the Sun, Awakening of Insects, Dawn Breaking, and Crescent Moon, he managed to withstand the siege of twelve masters.

"Sizzle!"

"ah--!"

Each flash of the crimson sword light was accompanied by the tearing of flesh and blood and agonizing screams!

In the blink of an eye, two more elders of the Sun Moon Cult were unable to dodge in time. One had his wrist severed while wielding a knife, and the other had his shoulder blade pierced by a sword flash. They screamed and fell out of the battle.

However, while achieving such results, Meng Fei also paid a considerable price.

His left shoulder bone caved in, struck by Ren Woxing's palm. Although he tried his best to avoid the vital spot, he was ultimately unable to completely evade the blow.

Another part of his neck was swept by the tip of a whip; if he hadn't dodged in time, that one blow would have pierced his throat.

A chilling palm strike pierced through his back, nearly causing his longsword to fly out of his hand.

Blood quickly stained his clothes, and the excruciating pain in his left arm, the wound on his neck, and the throbbing pain in his internal organs... the situation was already extremely precarious!

But Meng Fei seemed oblivious. The intense pain only made him more focused than ever before. His eyes were only on the long sword in his hand, and his heart was already boiling with killing intent.

The chilling killing intent brought by the demonic seed did not drive him mad; instead, it put him into a strange state of "absolute calm," allowing him to reach a completely new level of control over the sword.

Under such extreme life-or-death pressure, the Thirteen Deadly Swords became increasingly refined and ruthless, each strike carrying a resolute intent to sever everything and extinguish all life.

The tenth sword, which had been stagnant for a long time, began to clearly emerge in this state, like a volcano about to erupt!

He even had a vague feeling that tonight... he might not only be able to break through to the tenth sword, but under this unprecedented pressure, he might even... break through to the thirteenth sword realm.

Just as he was carefully comprehending the sword intent of the Thirteen Deadly Swords.

The remaining elders of the Demonic Cult no longer dared to underestimate him. They cooperated more closely with each other, like a slowly contracting iron cylinder, gradually compressing inward and depleting his physical strength and internal energy.

The battle instantly descended into an even more dangerous and intense stalemate, and Meng Fei's situation became increasingly critical, with his wounds multiplying and his breathing becoming slightly disordered.

Ren Woxing seized an opportunity, suddenly taking a step closer. His right palm pressed down towards Meng Fei's dantian, while his left palm, carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, struck towards Meng Fei's chest.

At this moment, Meng Fei had just deflected Xiang Wentian's attack, his old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated, and he was about to be hit by Ren Woxing's palms!

At this critical moment—

The crimson light in Meng Fei's eyes suddenly intensified to its peak.

"Buzz—!"

The Azure Blood Sword emitted a piercing clang, and a crimson sword beam, propelled by the demonic seed, streaked across the sky.

Thirteen Deadly Swords – The Tenth Sword: Forget Love!

The sword lives up to its name, severing all ties and attachments.

Where the sword flashed, it seemed as if even thoughts were frozen and severed.

Ren Woxing, who launched a frontal assault, was the first to bear the brunt!

A chilling and ethereal feeling that pierced his very soul suddenly assaulted his mind, causing his domineering and unparalleled palm strikes to involuntarily pause for an extremely subtle moment!

In an instant—

The malevolent energy that had been building up within Meng Fei surged forth along with the sword intent, transforming into a cold and sinister mental shock that violently assaulted Ren Woxing's mind.

Immediately afterward, before the sword's momentum had subsided, a second, even more profound sword intent followed.

Thirteen Deadly Swords – The Eleventh Sword: Ceasefire!

In that instant, the actions of Xiang Wentian, Bao Dachu, and the others who were attacking him froze for a moment.

Although this pause was extremely brief, it was a fatal flaw in a battle of this magnitude.

The power of the Thirteen Deadly Swords continued to rise! Like an endless stairway to death!

The Thirteen Deadly Swords – The Twelfth Sword, Reincarnation!

The sword light reappeared, as if the gates of hell had been opened, and a sword intent that signified the withering of all things swept across.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Two subtle yet crystal-clear tearing sounds rang out in the stagnant air.

The two demonic sect elders, whose movements were frozen due to the "Stop the War" sword intent, simultaneously had a thin line of blood appear on their necks.

The two men still had shock and confusion in their eyes, but their bodies had already gone limp and they had completely lost their lives.

In a short time, he unleashed three sword strikes, each one astonishing!

Of the ten elders who besieged Meng Fei, four are dead and two are injured!

This sudden and terrifying outbreak completely disrupted Ren Woxing's plans, and turned his determination to succeed into a raging fury.

"court death!"

Ren Woxing roared wildly, disregarding the danger, and at the moment when Meng Fei's "Reincarnation" sword momentum was about to end, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the Azure Blood Sword fiercely.

"Um?!"

Unexpectedly, Ren Woxing actually managed to grab the Jade Blood Sword.

Immediately afterwards, a strange and domineering suction force suddenly came from the contact between the sword and the palm.

"The Star-Absorbing Technique?"

Meng Fei's heart tightened, and he instinctively reached for the sword hilt, intending to drop the sword and retreat.

However, the moment this thought arose, the aura emanating from the "demon seed" within his body caused him to abruptly stop.

Upon seeing this, Ren Woxing was overjoyed and immediately activated the Star Absorbing Technique at full power, preparing to drain Meng Fei's internal energy in one fell swoop.

However, just as the Star Absorbing Technique began to frantically drain his internal energy—

Within Meng Fei's body, the "demon seed" filled with malevolent energy suddenly erupted.

A chaotic and malevolent surge of alien energy, drawn by the suction of the Star Absorbing Technique, rushed towards Ren Woxing's palm.

This is not ordinary internal energy, but rather "Demonic True Qi" formed by fusing his sword intent, the murderous aura of the Azure Blood Sword, and the initial tempering through the "Dao Heart Demon Seed Great Method".

"Um?!"

Ren Woxing's expression suddenly changed! His wild joy instantly turned into horror.

He instantly realized that what he was inhaling was not the pure internal energy from Meng Fei's body, but an extremely cold and violent demonic true energy filled with destructive intent.

As soon as this foreign true energy entered his meridians, it began to frantically erode and disrupt the flow of his own true energy.

Even more terrifying was that the malevolent and destructive intent contained within directly impacted his mind, causing hallucinations to arise before his eyes.

"What kind of evil technique is this?!"

Ren Woxing was terrified and instinctively wanted to stop the Star Absorbing Technique.

But that momentary hesitation and shock were enough for Meng Fei.

"break--!!"

Meng Fei shouted sharply, forcefully suppressing the injuries in his body. He unleashed a sword strike with all his energy and spirit—the Thirteen Deadly Swords, the thirteenth sword, the Unending Sword!

As the sword was drawn, a terrifying sword intent, pure to the extreme and seemingly from the deepest hell, carrying the evil demonic energy contained in the demon seed, transformed into an invisible spiritual shock that instantly swept across the surroundings!