"Go to h.e.l.l."

In the sky, above Xiang Yang, a wild laughter rang out as two men of similar appearance laughed maniacally while wielding blood colored killing swords. Their bodies were covered in blood colored sword Qis, and as they brandished the blood colored long swords in their hands, sword Qis erupted from their hands, turning into a myriad of blood colored sword Qis that formed a dense web of sword Qis that descended toward Xiang Yang's head.

This was not a simple one or two sword qi, but a net made up of millions of sword qi. It was like an inescapable net, omnidirectional, and without a blind spot to cover it. No matter how strong he was, he would not be able to dodge it.

Xiang Yang's entire person was like a cannonball as he plummeted downwards. However, it was as if the two swords had expected this outcome. The speed at which their sword webs descended was even faster than Xiang Yang's.

A large net descended from the sky, enveloping the entire area. Xiang Yang was like a bird that had been caught within the net, unable to tear open the net and could only run away. However, the speed at which the net descended was even faster than his descent.

There was no path to heaven. The speed to reach the ground could not be compared to the sword-net made of blood.

Although the two of them were only middle Xiantian realm experts, they cultivated a joint cultivation technique. When the two of them joined forces, their cultivation base would explosively soar and their attack power would reach the strength of the late Xiantian realm. The powerful sword Qi would form a blood colored sword net, and it would gradually increase in number.

"Do you really think I'm some weakling?"

Having been forced into a rage, Xiang Yang raised his head to the sky and gave a loud roar. His body no longer fell and instead rose into the air. His body glowed with a faint, rainbow-colored light.

"Haha, good one."

"Boom!"

However, just as the Blood Slaughter Dual Sword was excited enough to think that they would immediately kill the Dragon King Sovereign, they felt the sword net they had formed tremble as they felt the aura of sword intent of someone in a higher position erupt.

In comparison, the Blood Slaughter Dual Sword felt that the two of them were like little gra.s.s and ants on the ground, while the other party's sword intent was like a monarch who stood high above them. Xiang Yang's sword intent naturally had a strong suppressive power towards the two of them, with a single sentence being enough to decide one's life and death.

"What the h.e.l.l is this? I can't seem to be able to control my own sword qi, so why? " The swords in their hands trembled. Their sword intents were unstable, and they had been greatly suppressed.

Suppressed by the kingly aura of the sword intent, the scarlet sword net began to close much slower, giving Xiang Yang more time to recover.

A king's sword intent rose from Xiang Yang's body as he howled towards the sky, "Sword of Blood Slaughter, you actually dare draw a sword in front of this senior with just your half-filled sword intent. Today, this senior will let you understand what a sword truly is."

The moment Xiang Yang finished speaking, he stood in midair, a towering sword intent erupting from him. This was a kingly sword.

Xiang Yang cultivated the three stages of the path of the sword. The first was the sword of slaughter, created specifically for slaughter. Once it was unleashed, the slaughter energy became vast and mighty, capable of forming countless illusions of slaughter.

The second realm was the Sword of the King. As its name implied, the Sword of the King was the king of swords. With a single sword strike, the world was invincible and all the swords in the world had to submit.

After cultivating for ten or so years, Xiang Yang had only managed to reach the initial stage of training in the Slaughter Sword. As for the King's Sword, only its shape had yet to gain its essence, but the King's Sword Intent that he erupted with was not something that the Blood Slaughter Dual Swords could resist.

Although the Blood Slaughter Dual Sword was also a swordsman, they had never truly touched the path of the sword. Under Xiang Yang's half-filled King's Sword intent, they immediately felt as if the sword in their hands wasn't theirs. They also couldn't control the sword energy and felt as if they were wors.h.i.+pping Xiang Yang.

A powerful sword intent storm formed around his body. Although he was unable to unleash his true energy, sword intent was different from sword qi, and sword intent was intangible and intangible. This was a form of understanding of the way of the sword, a type of power at the 'spirit level'.

"Dragon Crown, don't be too complacent. Even if your sword intent can suppress us, you are already crippled. How can you, who cannot even use your power, deal with us?" The two swords of Bloodbath shouted out coldly.

Xiang Yang did not pay any attention to them. Instead, he closed his eyes, the sword intent erupting from his body once more changing from the aura of a king to that of a vast slaughter.

This was the first stage of Xiang Yang's cultivation, the Slaughter's Sword.

Ordinary people would not be able to sense the power of the killing sword intent, but it was very obvious to them.

"Kill, kill, kill …"

When the Blood Slaughter Dual Blades sensed the sword intent of the ma.s.sacre, it was as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood had appeared before them. Countless ghosts were wailing and howling, their screams unceasing.

"What is this?" Both of them cried out in alarm, their bodies trembling as they fell into the illusion of slaughter.

Xiang Yang abruptly opened his eyes. The illusory image of a small, b.l.o.o.d.y sword that was three inches long slowly rose from his head.

This was the heart of the Sword of Slaughter, one of the three sword paths. It had been formed after many years of cultivation by Xiang Yang. Now that it had been unleashed, the weather had changed.

"Rumble!"

As the small blood-red sword rose up, the air around it began to tremble, before actually collapsing. The power of this small blood sword had already surpa.s.sed the power of an ordinary martial artist, because for a martial artist like this, even if Xiang Yang had reached the Xiantian Full Circle realm, he still wouldn't be able to shatter the void with a single blow.

However, the Killing Sword could be easily done.

Xiang Yang knew that the power of the Slaughter Sword had already surpa.s.sed his control. Therefore, he sealed the Slaughter Sword within his body and had not yet used the power of the Sword Heart. Now that he was facing a life or death crisis, he could only take the risk and use it.

Xiang Yang's expression was ferocious. His mind was affected by the Slaughter Sword, his heart br.i.m.m.i.n.g with an aura of slaughter. He had the urge to go all out and kill everyone in the world.

He threw his head back and roared. He pointed up at the sky. The nine streams of sword Qis that surrounded him suddenly gathered together, transforming into a blood-colored sword qi. With an aura of slaughter, they slashed toward the blood-colored sword net.

"Bang …"

The killing aura of the blood-red sword energy was very strong, but its strength was still too weak. The sword net trembled and was not torn apart. Instead, it woke up the Blood Slaughter Divine Slaughter Divine Swords that had fallen into the illusion of slaughter.

"That was close."

"Is this Sword Truth? He's touched upon the Dao. So powerful. " The blood sword said with shock.

"Although his Sword Truth is powerful, his entire strength is almost crippled and is unable to display its full potential. He is simply no match for us. However, just in case, go all out and kill him." The killing sword said coldly.

"Kill!"

The two of them let out a furious roar as power burst out from their bodies, forming a b.l.o.o.d.y sword in front of them. Once this sword appeared, the winds and clouds in the surroundings would be stirred up, creating an earth-shattering scene.

"Swish …"

"Dragon Crown, although your Sword Truth is strong, it is too weak. It determines that you will be killed by us today. Obediently do not resist. You will suffer a little less."

Xue Sha's and Xue Moyan's swords roared angrily as all the energy in their bodies condensed into one sword. The vast sword energy exploded outward, tearing through the air as it slashed down toward Xiang Yang.

"Heaven Severing …."

Xiang Yang suddenly had his hands clasped behind his back as the three inch blood sword above his head slowly merged with his entire body.

"Crack …"

As the three inch blood colored small sword gradually fused with Xiang Yang, countless cracks appeared in the s.p.a.ce around Xiang Yang as if it were made of fragile porcelain.

"Sword Drawing Arts!"

"Clang …"

The sound of a sword being unsheathed rang out, causing the air around Xiang Yang to tremble. At this moment, his entire person had turned into a divine sword of nine colors. With a shocking slash, his speed was so fast that no one could see him.

As a sword, it took the sky as its scabbard and became one with the sword. It was as if he was drawing his sword in the air.

It was so fast that even the eyes of the Blood Kill swords were unable to see the trajectory of the sword. If it were not for the fact that they had already condensed the blood swords beforehand, they would probably have been killed by Xiang Yang's sword.

This was because, when they faced this sword strike, they didn't have the time to use any means to resist.

He broke through from his strongest attack in a domineering and direct manner.

"Bang …"

In a battle of strength, the combination of the two swords of the Blood Slaughter Divine Sword would burst forth with such power that even a late Xiantian realm master might not be able to defend against it.

A flash of nine colored light and a flash of blood colored light appeared. It was as if a clap of thunder had exploded in the air, and immediately afterwards, ripples spread out, causing the eyes of the surrounding people to instantly lose their l.u.s.tre, leaving only a blinding nine colored light and a blood-red glow.

He continued to stand with his hands behind his back, but the three inch sword above his head had already disappeared. Meanwhile, the two swords, Blood Killer and Blood Killer, were also standing in front of him. Both of their expressions seemed to have frozen as they stared at Xiang Yang with wide eyes and expressions of deep shock in their eyes.

"Crack …"

Immediately after, the two of them were like broken pieces of porcelain, actually cracking continuously. Countless cracks appeared on their bodies, and in their eyes, they only heard a 'boom' sound as their bodies instantly exploded.

The Twin b.l.o.o.d.y Swords, the famous top-notch a.s.sa.s.sins of the Western Underground World. Death!