Chapter 1313: Sword Slave

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“Six He Sword Formation… Wait…”

Zhang Ruochen stared at the six female saints and imitated their movements. He then shook his head and said, “There’re more changes, and the formation is more mysterious. It doesn’t even need to have six people. This is more brilliant than Six He Sword Formation.”

Zhang Ruochen had read countless sword classics in both lives, so he was very familiar with the sword techniques and sword formations in the world.

Six He Sword Formation was an immensely brilliant sword formation which could fully utilize the power of all six users. If six saints performed it, they could crush everything.

However, the sword formation performed by the six female saints was more impressive than Six He Sword Formation. Zhang Ruochen had never heard of or seen it before. He only understood the tricks behind after observing them perform for a while.

The sword formation was extremely powerful. If it weren’t for the supreme saint formation that was still covering Wuyuan Island, the entire island would’ve sunk the second they performed the sword formation.

Qiu Lanshan was trapped in the sword formation, and he was repressed. He couldn’t get out of the formation.

“Stop.”

A shout carrying great saint might was transmitted to all the seven saints that were fighting each other.

The voice almost knocked Qiu Lanshan and the other six female saints unconscious as if their saint souls were about to leave their bodies. When they’d regained their consciousness, there was a huge distance between them already.

Between Qiu Lanshan and the six female saints stood a human being engulfed in flames. There was a pair of phoenix wings on her back. She was tall and built like a goddess with crimson hair and pale-white skin. She was regal and divine.

Qiu Lanshan looked conflicted after seeing that person.

She was obviously younger than him, yet he felt great pressure just standing in front of her, despite the fact that he was a heaven pass saint.

Qiu Lanshen then put back his saint sword and said, “Even you’re protecting him, female martial saint?”

Martial Saint Canglan stood like a rose in flames and said, “I owe him a favor, so I wish you can do me a favor, Leader Qiu. I’ll definitely check whether he’s conspiring with Zhu Qingyi or not. I won’t let the saints from Martial Market Bank die in vain.”

“Since you’ve asked, then I’ll let it slide today.”

Qiu Lanshan wasn’t stupid. If someone like Martial Saint Canglan was trying to talk him out of this, he had to compromise, otherwise, he wouldn’t survive Wuyuan Island.

Qiu Lanshan was also curious who that mind power saint was. How did he capture Zhu Qingyi and befriend Martial Saint Canglan and six White Feather Saints.

Were they in a relationship?

“See you.”

Qiu Lanshan feared that Zhang Ruochen might take revenge, so he prepared to leave. Just as he was leaving, he smelled blood, and thick blood-red mist gushed forward, stopping him from leaving.

“Where’re you going? Stay here.”

A cold voice came from the blood-red mist.

A man with giant blood-red wings on his back walked out of the blood-red mist, wearing a skull mask. He had four arms, each of which was holding a blood-red sword. There was a blood-red being standing in each direction of his body.

There was only one person, yet it seemed as if there were five top-tier great beings here at the same time.

“Blood Saint Sijian.”

Qiu Lanshan stared at the man in front of him, and he saw a bloody head held by Blood Saint Sijian. He couldn’t help feeling scared and said, “That’s Cang Beiyu. You killed him.”

Cang Beiyu was a heaven pass saint from Black Market Excellence Hall, and he had been fighting Qiu Lanshan for years, and they were in a stalemate. A great overlord had died by the hand of Blood Saint Sijian.

Qiu Lanshan wasn’t happy at all. Instead, all he could feel was horror.

Blood Saint Sijian said, “My cultivation surged after I drained a heaven pass saint, and he was delicious. You’re also a heaven pass saint. How much will my power be improved after drinking your blood?”

That blood-red being standing at the upper-left corner of was covered in the bloody cape, yet it was made of bloody Qi instead of flesh.

It rushed out, and a bellowing sound came out of the bloody cape. A maroon bloody sword was formed in its right sleeve.

The pupils of Qiu Lanshan were enlarged, and the shadows of the blood-red sword became larger and larger. He immediately pinched a sword technique.

“Flying Star Burying Moon.”

He used Nether Snake Sword to draw a circle, forming the pictures of stars and moon. They dashed forward, clashing with the bloody sword.

The blood-red being shook his bloody sword, slashing the round moon print, breaking its sword technique.

Hong Long. Qiu Lanshan’s cape broke, and he bounced away, almost clashing with the formation inscriptions of the supreme saint formation. Fortunately, he was saved by Martial Saint Canglan in time.

“How can he be so powerful? I can’t even ward off an attack from one of his dividing selfs.”

Qing Lanshan’s hands were shaking as he was more afraid looking at Blood Saint Sijian.

Although Qiu Lanshan was a bit careless, which was why he was knocked away by that diving self, the strength from that diving self still terrified him as he couldn’t imagine how forceful the original body was.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the four blood-red beings standing around Blood Saint Sijian. “That’s not a dividing self. They’re sword slaves made of saint souls and sword spirits.”

There was a sword spirit in every thousand-patterns-saint-weapon level saint sword.

If someone pulled that sword spirit out and combined it with the saint soul of a saint, he could make a sword slave after merging them with his sword intent, combined with special techniques.

Sword slaves could grow with sword warriors.

However, it was cruel to make a sword slave, so true sword warriors would feel shame in doing something like that. Gradually, the methods to make sword slaves were lost.

Blood Saint Sijian was able to operate four sword slaves while each of them had the power of a heaven pass saint, which meant his sword way was extraordinary.

Blood Saint Sijian looked at Zhang Ruochen and said, “A mind power saint knows the secrets that even sword warriors don’t know.”

“You’ve finished Sword Six, haven’t you?” Zhang Ruochen said.

Four Sword Blood Sint stepped forward, and with each step he took, his power, sword intent and saint might surged.

Even Qiu Lanshan had to retreat and hide behind Martial Saint Canglan.

Blood Saint Sijian and Zhu Qingyi were the most powerful ones among the four heaven pass blood generals. When they were encircling Martial Saint Canglan, it was he who severely injured Martial Saint Canglan.

After draining the saint blood of Cang Beiyu, Blood Saint Sijian’s cultivation surged.

Hong!

Martial Saint Canglan’s eyes were gleaming, and she stuck the saint sword into the ground. Suddenly, a trace of sword shadow surged.

Two powerful forces clashed with each other.

“I’ve defeated you before.” Blood Saint Sijian sneered.

“Really? Do you really think you can defeat me in one-on-one combat?”

Martial Saint Canglan’s eyes gleamed ferociously. She had fought all four heaven pass blood generals in the past, yet she failed to ward off all four of them, and she was severely injured by Blood Saint Sijian.

Now that they’d met again, Martial Saint Canglan was certainly going to avenge herself. She made the first move, raised her arm and all the sword shadows flew up, forming sword rain and dashing toward Blood Saint Sijian.

Shua Shua.

Blood Saint Sijian waved all four of his arms, forming a sword formation. After all the four swords were combined, four thousand patterns destruction also intertwined and rushed forward.

After performing the sword rain, Martial Saint Canglan followed, and a phoenix sound came out of her body. The phantom of a fiery phoenix showed up behind her.

The saint sword she held broke the flood of four destruction of thousand-patterns, pointing at the center of the formation.

Hong Long.

Blood Saint Sijian couldn’t stand up. His bones cracked while he tried to balance himself. Even so, he stepped back more than a thousand feet before dissolving the power of Martial Saint Canglan.

There was left a pit that was more than ten feet deep under his feet, as well as under Martial Saint Canglan’s.

“No wonder she’s the head of the nine heavenly maidens. She isn’t even a heaven pass saint yet, but she has such a tremendous amount of power.”

Blood Saint Sijian stood up again, summoning the four sword slaves to protect himself.

Martial Saint Canglan looked solemn. She said, “I didn’t expect your cultivation to surge to such a great extent after draining the blood of a heaven pass saint. It seems I have to put in more effort if I want to kill you today.”

She used all her strength to wield that sword, yet Blood Saint Sijian was able to ward it off, which shocked Martial Saint Canglan.

Immortal vampires grew very fast. As long as they had the high-quality blood of human beings, their power surged.

Blood Saint Sijian said, “Do you really think I’ll fight you by myself?”

He guffawed, shaking the illusion trees in the forest.

Miefeng Blood Saint walked out and stood beside Zhang Ruochen and the other six female saints. He said, “I reckon I can fight you for a while.”

Martial Saint Canglan said, “Now is not like before. Do you think I don’t have help?”

As long as the six female saints and Qiu Lanshan could stall Miefeng Blood Saint for a while, Martial Saint Canglan was confident that she could severely injure Blood Saint Sijian quickly.

And then, she could concentrate on fighting Miefeng Blood Saint and preparing for Kongqian Blood Saint who might ambush her.

However, just when Miefeng Blood Saint showed up, Qiu Lanshan fled and vanished into the woods.

“Damn it.”

Martial Saint Canglan was furious in seeing Qiu Lanshan disappear. She couldn’t believe a leader of the Northern Region Saint Academy was such a coward.

Those six female saints were no match for Miefeng Blood Saint.

Were they going to be encircled again?

“Haha! Is this your help?”

Blood Saint Sijian and Miefeng Blood Saint sneered, trying to provoke Martial Saint so that they could be at a greater advantage.