Chapter 545: Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin

No one knew that in the wilderness outside Lingyun City, a thrilling life-and-death battle was going on.

No one would have thought that the two sides of this battle would be two people with completely different realms.

One was the elder of the supreme power Kunlun, Mo Li, a strong man in the realm of creation.

The other was Han Xu, a genius boy from the original supreme power Daomen, who had repeatedly fought against adversity and had never met an opponent in the same realm.

Lingyun City was just a small city, and the strongest here was only in the middle stage of the Saint Realm. Even if they felt the violent fluctuations of spiritual energy in the wilderness, after feeling the overwhelming pressure, the cultivators in the city did not dare to leave the city at all, let alone curiously watch the battle.

It was like there was an unprecedented disaster outside the city, and the people in the city could only hope desperately that the disaster would not affect this side and would end soon.

"Kill!" Han Xu and Mo Li attacked at the same time.

Perhaps out of absolute confidence, Mo Li still performed the unfinished Thunder Sword Technique, and the sword energy turned into thunder and kept hitting Han Xu.

Although Han Xu had the power equivalent to the Creation Earth Realm after taking the Wu Ji Dan, he still could not completely make up for the absolute gap between him and Mo Li.

The gap between the Creation Heaven Realm and the Creation Earth Realm is almost a hundred times the gap between the Creation Earth Realm and the Creation Human Realm.

This is why Mo Li, who has already felt Han Xu's strength improvement, still did not take him seriously.

The thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to be the end of the world. Han Xu turned into a demon and walked through the thunder and lightning jungle. The demon's wings were already riddled with holes, and even Han Xu's body was covered with blood and scars.

However, after turning into a demon and taking the Wu Ji Dan, Han Xu's defense became even more terrifying. Those attacks that were enough to kill cultivators of the same realm hundreds and thousands of times, Han Xu endured them.

He was blasted by thunder and lightning, moving forward inch by inch, getting closer and closer to Mo Li.

Mo Li just watched Han Xu struggle coldly. If he continued like this, Han Xu would never be able to insist on walking in front of him.

He enjoyed the feeling of personally burying a genius, and a genius who had practiced the magic technique and had already become a demon.

For the older generation of Kunlun, the hatred for the magic cultivators was almost engraved in their bones. Therefore, after Kunlun knew that Han Xu had practiced the magic technique, no matter how crazy he targeted him, the world would not find it difficult to understand.

At this time, Han Xu felt as if his whole body was about to break, and the pain was so numb that he could no longer feel the pain.

He put pills into his mouth like eating beans. These pills were given to him by Huangfu Xuanyan to save his life. Although many of them would backfire, Han Xu could no longer care about so much.

On his demon body, the Southern Ming Emperor Fire was burning, and the wounds on his body continued to increase, but they recovered quickly.

Han Xu held the nameless sword tightly in his hand, but did not use it to block the lightning sword energy. He let the attack fall on his body and took it hard.

He lowered his head, not looking directly at Mo Li, but paying attention with the corner of his eyes. He couldn't let Mo Li see the murderous intent in his eyes.

For Han Xu, there was only one chance to attack. If he failed this time, he would be killed by Mo Li. There was no other possibility, so Han Xu had to calculate every tiny detail before attacking.

First of all, he had to make Mo Li believe that even if he took the elixir to enhance his power, he was just a spent force and struggling to death. In this way, Mo Li would not think about using the Zheng Liangyi sword technique again, but choose to use the Xunlei sword technique that was already being used to kill.

Judging from Mo Li's appearance, this goal should have been achieved. Han Xu calculated that Mo Li's attack frequency had stabilized, which meant that Mo Li was confident that he could use this method to eliminate Han Xu's threat in the cradle before he became a threat to him.

Doing this step would lay the foundation for surprise.

Then, it was time to find the best time to attack, and finally, it was time to attack.

There were hundreds of lightning and sword qi in the sky, and after an incense stick, only the last ten were left.

Han Xu had also completely turned into a bloody man. He had been stained red with his own blood. He himself didn't know how much blood he had left. If it weren't for his strong willpower, Han Xu would have fainted long ago.

In his mind, he kept thinking about Luo Ling, Zhu Weitong, and his four maids.

If he couldn't go back, who would take care of them in this world where human life was cheaper than paper.

"I must go back alive!" This was what Han Xu repeatedly said to himself, and it was also his indestructible belief.

Mo Li saw that Han Xu seemed to have only his last breath left, and he also felt that there was no point in continuing, so he moved his mind, and the last ten sword qi were fired together, thundering and killing Han Xu's demon body.

The demon wings behind Han Xu had been completely shattered, revealing the white bones, and lightning wandered around him, making a harsh sound.

"Now!" Han Xu's body was almost destroyed, but it was at this time that Mo Li's vigilance was the lowest.

He must have thought that his attack could kill all of Han Xu's life, and in fact, it was true.

After Mo Li released this attack, he stood with his hands behind his back, watching Han Xu struggle and roar coldly.

But suddenly, a brilliant silver light burst out from Han Xu's body, and wisps of silver sword energy whistled up and flew to the top of the nine heavens.

At the same time, an astonishing breath swept out from Han Xu's body, and the nameless sword in his hand made a sword chant that resounded through the world, echoing with the Zhoutian sword energy.

Han Xu's broken body seemed to have turned into a magic sword, a magic sword that could kill all the gods and demons in the world.

He whispered:

"Sword!"

"Come!"

"Ten thousand swords!"

"Return to the clan!"

As if in response to his call, endless sword energy rushed over and surrounded him, and the remaining power of the lightning sword energy was instantly crushed.

Mo Li was shocked. He felt a terrible sword true meaning filling the whole world. The most terrible thing was that he, a powerful man in the realm of creation, actually felt that he had lost contact with the world at this moment.

The world no longer responded to his thoughts.

Now there is only Han Xu's sword intent in the whole world.

"Dao Yi, this is the power of Dao Yi. No wonder he can achieve good fortune at such a young age. It turns out that he has comprehended the power of Dao Yi!" Mo Li gave the most accurate guess. However, just when he realized the crisis and was about to gather strength, Han Xu made a move.

Endless sword energy turned into a galaxy, descending from the top of the nine heavens, and in an instant, it crossed the space and directly penetrated Mo Li's body, from head to toe, and then sank into the ground.