In fact, this was all pre-arranged by Ye Feihong.
Feeling the Hongmeng Energy on the Purple Energy Small Sword, Lou Zhen knew that to assist Su Yuan in evolving his Sword Intent, the Sword Enlightenment Tower’s energy was greatly depleted, leaving the Purple Energy Small Sword with one less use.
It was evident that Su Yuan had killed Chuntong and comprehended the Mythical Sword Intent in one stroke, even Lou Zhen was greatly astonished!
"Emperor Ye’s intentions are so deep... However, Friend Su truly lives up to Emperor Ye’s high expectations."
Lou Zhen was genuine in nature, unparalleled in Sword Dao cultivation, but not so skilled in planning and arrangements.
In fact, due to the nature of cultivation, most Sword Cultivators are straightforward.
Yin Ju surveyed the field and saw that, under the cover of the Level 8 Sword Array, the demon beast troops suffered heavy casualties but still failed to gain a decisive advantage.
Upon closer inspection, it was found that it was not only Su Yuan who had slain Chuntong; other battlefields were equally intense, with even unfavorable situations!
Turning back to look at Lou Zhen in front, Yin Ju knew that if things continued like this, although not necessarily leading to an appearance of defeat, it was by no means a good situation.
To change this deadlocked situation, the best method would be to quickly resolve the Ninth Stage Master leader of the sect in front!
As his mind raced, a flicker of dark color passed through Yin Ju’s eyes.
The next moment, in Lou Zhen’s pupils, besides the six Yin Ju positioned all around, additional Yin Ju appeared one by one, all wielding short knives together.
Seeing Yin Ju change moves, Lou Zhen’s expression tensed and he immediately increased the speed of his sword.
However, with more and more Yin Ju continuously wielding their knives, it didn’t take long for Lou Zhen’s body to gain an additional wound.
Though the wound was not deep, being struck, Lou Zhen felt as if the Nine Nether Wind had blown over him, sending a chill throughout his body, even dimming the brilliance in his eyes.
"A knife that directly attacks the soul?" Lou Zhen’s eyes slightly narrowed.
Earlier, he felt the dangerous aura on Yin Ju’s blade, and now it seems it indeed slashed directly at the soul.
Even for a Ninth Stage Master, if the soul is severely injured, one’s mind would definitely become unclear and they could even perish on the spot.
Not daring to be negligent, Lou Zhen immediately formed a seal technique with his hands. The Wandering Dragon Sword circled around his body, transforming into over a dozen sword lights that formed a sword curtain encircling him.
Yin Ju wore a cold expression, and as the ghostly winds blew around him, more and more clones appeared, soon numbering eighty, all surrounding Lou Zhen in a tight circle.
"Eighty Demon Yin Kill!"
A full eighty Yin Ju wielded their short knives, countless knife marks cutting into the revolving Wandering Dragon Sword Curtain, penetrating through the gaps and continuing to land on Lou Zhen.
In an instant, the divine light in Lou Zhen’s eyes grew even dimmer...
One strategic move changed everything, as Su Yuan killed Chuntong, various other battlefields also underwent changes.
In the west, Yu Wen Wuji darted around like a shooting star, his fast and fierce blade light continuously slashing at Tong Kun’s body from all directions.
Yet Tong Kun’s skin was like gilded metal, standing steadily in the void, with eight embellished arms blocking numerous strikes seamlessly.
The sound of "clang clang" was incessant, Yu Wen Wuji’s blade light, capable of Cutting Iron and Breaking Gold, could only leave slight white marks on Tong Kun’s arms!
Such defense was unbelievably terrifying!
Suddenly, Tong Kun’s large eyes, like copper bells, opened wide:
"Stop for me!"
With a low shout, Tong Kun turned sideways, delivering a palm strike to the side.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clashing rang out, revealing Yu Wen Wuji’s figure, his long blade’s tip caught precisely by Tong Kun’s palm.
Yu Wen Wuji’s expression slightly changed.
Tong Kun, with an angry and fierce look, said, "Got you!"
The gilded fingers instantly clamped onto the blade edge, one of Tong Kun’s other hands slightly raising, a massive gilded arm condensed from high above, and smashed directly towards Yu Wen Wuji!
"Buzz...!"
The void rippled, Yu Wen Wuji’s body immediately cracked with countless fractures as if struck heavily.
The next moment, with a "bang," he exploded into a shower of spirit light.
"A fake?" Tong Kun raised an eyebrow.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, a streak of white light suddenly approached from behind, prompting Tong Kun to swing his arm to catch it once more.
"Courting death..."
"Screech!"
Before Tong Kun’s words finished, a line of blood suddenly shot from his chest!
On Tong Kun’s impenetrable gilded skin, a gruesome blood-soaked wound was carved out.
"So fast, and..." Tong Kun looked at the scars on his body, his pupils contracting involuntarily, "it actually hurt my Eight-Armed Golden Demon!"
The Eight-Armed Golden Demon, Tong Kun’s genuine Seventh Grade Skill, impervious to swords and spears, resistant to water and fire, was now torn open by a slash from Yu Wenwuji!
Tong Kun immediately raised his head and looked forward, only to see Yu Wenwuji enveloped in cold, white energy, vaguely transforming into the shape of a White Tiger.
Yu Wenwuji’s originally dark eyes transformed into cold, golden vertical pupils, exuding a dangerous and unrivaled sharpness, like a Holy Tiger capable of shredding everything.
One of the Supreme Methods of the Great Flame with the potential for myth... the Xuantian Four Saints Technique!