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Chapter 1235 - 1238: Heaven-Slaying Seven Swords

Yun Hao formed a sword finger with one hand, meeting the fierce attack of the Sword Enthusiast with a gentle point.As Yun Hao's finger pointed out, the golden Primordial Spirit floating above his head did the same, and in an instant, a dangerous aura charged towards the Sword Enthusiast.

Crack!

A crisp sound, like glass shattering on the ground, clearly reached everyone's ears.

Poof!

The Sword Enthusiast spat out a mouthful of blood, tracing a perfect parabola in the air and crashing down heavily. As he fell, someone tried to catch him, inadvertently crushing two others.

The crowd was stunned.

Is there such a significant gap between the golden Primordial Spirits?

Especially witnessing the stark contrast between the Sword Enthusiast and Yun Hao, everyone was even more bewildered.

"Cough, cough!"

The Sword Enthusiast violently coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, hurriedly taking out a healing elixir from his chest and swallowing it, looking at Yun Hao with his aged eyes filled with horror.

The Sword Enthusiast couldn't understand why he lost to Yun Hao.

He lost the duel of the Law of Slaughter, in one move!

He lost the clash of golden Primordial Spirits, also in one move.

He was not convinced!

Why?

Even though they used the same technique, why did he lose so utterly?

Not only the Sword Enthusiast was puzzled, but everyone around him was also confused.

One severely injured, one serene and composed.

Did those two really just fight?

"Master is truly amazing, even with the same golden Primordial Spirit, he beat the Sword Enthusiast like a dog!" Sun Fei whispered to Gu Feng beside him, speaking with admiration.

"Indeed, it seems no matter what technique, in Master's hands, it can unleash unlimited power!" Gu Feng nodded in agreement.

"Wrong, it's not that I am too strong, but that he is too weak!" Yun Hao softly shook his head, speaking lightly.

"I am not convinced!" The Sword Enthusiast shouted loudly at Yun Hao.

Yes, no matter who it was, they would probably feel unconvinced, right?

The surrounding people silently nodded to themselves at the Sword Enthusiast's words.

"What are you not convinced about?" Yun Hao was not in a hurry to kill his opponent, just like how he didn't stop the Sword Enthusiast from taking the healing elixir, and instead, he calmly questioned him.

"Even though you have comprehended the Law of Slaughter, you have only grasped a sliver of it, nowhere near being able to use it to kill, although you might manage to kill those minions behind you.

As for your golden Primordial Spirit, it wasn't cultivated by you, you can't truly wield or use the power of the golden Primordial Spirit. Let the person behind you come out!"

Yun Hao looked proudly at the Sword Enthusiast with his hands behind his back, slowly elaborating.

The person behind him?

Upon hearing Yun Hao's words, the crowd glanced around in confusion without seeing anyone, puzzled by Yun Hao's meaning.

As for what Yun Hao said about the Sword Enthusiast's comprehension of the Law of Slaughter and that the golden Primordial Spirit wasn't self-cultivated, it only left them even more bewildered.

Ultimately, at this moment, whether they wanted to admit it or not, they recognized one fact: Yun Hao's strength surpasses that of the Sword Enthusiast.

However, Qing Luan and Sun Fei, among others, knew who Yun Hao referred to as "the person behind the Sword Enthusiast,"—it was the Sword Spirit of the Long Rainbow Sword that had long safeguarded the Mingjian Pavilion.

A Sword Spirit that could vanquish opponents from the Upper Realm, whom even the Sword Enthusiast and his kind couldn't contend with, naturally its strength was formidable.

Before leaving, Yun Hao had analyzed for them that the Sword Spirit's strength had likely surpassed the Eighth Grade's shackles, reaching the Ninth Grade that every cultivator dreams of achieving.

It's said that when a cultivator reaches the Ninth Grade realm, their Primordial Power automatically transforms into Immortal Yuan, leading to a qualitative change beyond the traditional realm of cultivators.

Reaching the Ninth Grade is the pinnacle for cultivators, and whether there's another realm beyond is unknown, as in the Huaxia Land, only a rare few have, over thousands of years, managed to reach the Ninth Grade, akin to rare phoenix feathers.

Moreover, once reaching the legendary Ninth Grade, a cultivator's lifespan extends indefinitely, living a hundred times longer than an Eighth Grade expert.

As for how much longer than ordinary people, no one knows.

So regarding such a Sword Spirit, which might have already broken through to the Ninth Grade, Qing Luan, Sun Fei, and the others were filled with curiosity, tinged with faint fear.

After all, they might face a life-and-death duel with it.

"Hmph, Zhang Kuang, I have one last move, beat me then talk!" The Sword Enthusiast sneered arrogantly, forming a seal decision with his hands in front of him, and then a long sword flew over from afar.

Buzz!

A sword cry pierced everyone's eardrums, and those of slightly lower cultivation were shaken by it, bleeding from the orifices and suffering significant internal injuries.

"Such strong Sword Qi!"

"Heaven-Slaying Seven Swords!"

Sun Fei and Gu Feng, feeling the overwhelming Sword Qi, couldn't help but be shocked, hurriedly mobilizing all their Primordial Power to guard in front, protecting not only themselves but also Qing Luan and Xing Qing behind them.

Yun Hao's eyes slightly narrowed, feeling the killing intent of this sword, but he wasn't worried. With a wave of his right hand, the longsword worn by Gu Feng reached his hand.

With a slight tremor of his wrist, the longsword in his hand spun a sword flower, readying to meet the Sword Enthusiast's Treasure Sword.

Seeing Yun Hao willing to abandon his own strengths, not utilizing the golden Primordial Spirit or the Power of Slaughter Law, but instead using a longsword to face the Sword Enthusiast, many showed disdainful expressions.

In this Kunlun Sacred Land, who didn't know that the Mingjian Pavilion's sword techniques were unrivaled, and as the Pavilion Master, the Sword Enthusiast's swordsmanship was peerless.

Even claiming the Sword Enthusiast's swordsmanship as the best in this Kunlun Sacred Land would have no objections.

So, when witnessing Yun Hao act against his own weakness, challenging the Sword Enthusiast's strength, many thought disdainfully that Yun Hao could not win and would possibly fall under the Sword Enthusiast's sword.

Ah, young people are ultimately eager to win, and presumably, Yun Hao has to pay for his youthful fervor.

Some silently shook their heads, believing Yun Hao was unquestionably bound for defeat.

However, Gu Feng did not think so, for from the swordsmanship Yun Hao taught him, he firmly believed Yun Hao could break through the Sword Enthusiast's move.

After all, though impressive in momentum, this sword wasn't invincible.