I Have A Disciple Simulator

Chapter 1223: Chapter 738: The 7 Blade Saints of the Demon Realm! (4K)_2

“Jueyin Demon Lord, you are considered a renowned figure in the Demon Realm, but today you shall fall here, becoming the first Demon Lord in a hundred million years to perish.”

Lin Shiyu’s two disciples, possessing cultivation levels comparable to hers, joined forces, leaving Jueyin Demon Lord to roar repeatedly, desperately resisting with the Supreme Demonic Technique.

“Kunwu Demon Monarch, I agree to your conditions, act quickly! Otherwise, if I die, you will be left with nothing!”

Jueyin Demon Lord shouted.

At this moment, only with Kunwu Demon Monarch’s assistance could he contend with Lin Shiyu and her disciples.

“Kunwu Demon Monarch?”

Lin Shiyu, Chu Wu, and Qiao Wei were taken aback by these words.

They had heard of his reputation.

Kunwu Demon Monarch, one of the Seven Sacred Blades of the Demon Realm.

An extremely terrifying Daoyu Demon Venerable, also among the Seven Sacred Blades of the Demon Realm.

“Could it be…”

Lin Shiyu’s expression changed.

One thing was beyond her expectation, that besides Jueyin Demon Lord, there was another frightening aura comparable to his.

Even powerhouses like Lu Changsheng and Daoist Mo Ping sensed this terrifying presence.

There were other experts lying in wait!

An old bald man with a fiery-red demon blade on his back appeared, his gaze sinister and sharp as a blade.

The dreadful aura left everyone in shock.

“This person’s aura is not beneath that of Jueyin Demon Lord, could there be two Demon Lords setting this up?”

Lu Changsheng didn’t expect another Demon Lord to be present.

“He is Kunwu Demon Monarch, one of the Seven Sacred Blades of the Demon Realm. Though not a Demon Lord, he possesses the power of one. Daoyu Demon Venerable ranks second among the Seven Sacred Blades, while Kunwu Demon Monarch ranks seventh. Yet, even so, he cannot be underestimated. The Seven Sacred Blades of the Demon Realm represent unrivaled strength. They were once humans known for their mastery of the blade; during Ancient Times, countless Demon Race powerhouses and Heavenly Court Daoist Lords fell beneath their blades.”

Daoist Mo Ping held the treasured “Celestial Exorcism Talisman” and dared not show any laxity against Kunwu Demon Monarch.

The title of the Seven Sacred Blades of the Demon Realm alone signified absolute power.

Lu Changsheng had also heard of the legends of the Seven Sacred Blades.

In Ancient Times, under the Demon Lord’s banner, there were seven demon powerhouses skilled in the blade, invincible in battle.

Daoyu Demon Venerable ranked second, Kunwu Demon Monarch was seventh.

Each Blade Saint of the Demon Realm was a formidable adversary.

Including Kunwu Demon Monarch, there were five great powers on Jueyin Demon Lord’s side.

On the Tai Hua Holy Land’s side, including Lu Changsheng, there were seven great powers’ combat strength.

But Kunwu Demon Monarch’s combat strength was on par with Jueyin Demon Lord and Lin Shiyu.

Lu Changsheng was definitely no match for Kunwu Demon Monarch.

“Let me handle him.”

Daoist Mo Ping, having acquired his master’s lost sect-protecting treasure, felt confident in contesting Kunwu Demon Monarch, his aura locked onto Kunwu Demon Monarch, “Your opponent shall be me.”

“Mo Ping, child, when I roamed the Ancient Times, you were still playing in the mud. How can you stop me? Let me show you my Kunwu Fiery Blade.”

Kunwu Demon Monarch opened his right hand, the fiery-red Demonic Blade behind him soared into the sky, then fell into his hand.

An atmosphere of impending devastation spread, the surrounding temperature abruptly rising.

“Mysterious-grade Treasured Item…”

Daoist Mo Ping’s expression grew more solemn, secretly channeling power, continuously infusing True Qi into the “Celestial Exorcism Talisman.”

“Countless vengeful spirits have fallen beneath this blade, today I shall dedicate your blood to my blade.”

Kunwu Demon Monarch merged with his blade, the Kunwu Fiery Blade unleashing a blazing blade light!

“Blazing Fire Glutton!”

Kunwu Demon Monarch’s violent slash transformed into a colossal ancient beast of the Desolate Era, seeming ready to devour Daoist Mo Ping whole!

“Ha!”

Daoist Mo Ping unfurled the scroll, a robust figure projected, wielding Yellow Dragon’s Qi, the Ghost-Slaying Sword cleaving golden sword light, shattering the blade light!

The clash of two great powers caused the space to collapse, the ground trembled and mountains quivered.

“What a sharp blade edge…”

A few drops of sweat beaded on Daoist Mo Ping’s forehead.

“Yellow Dragon Mountain Celestial Master Sect’s ’Celestial Exorcism Talisman’? Wasn’t this treasured item lost long ago?”

Kunwu Demon Monarch, his blade light shattered, recognized this as the Celestial Master Sect’s treasured item.

The “Celestial Exorcism Talisman” was renowned even in Ancient Times.

This is a magic artifact forged by the sect’s founder of the Heavenly Master Sect for future generations.

The Heavenly Master Sect has a long history. During the tenure of the ninth Sect Leader, Master Zhou, they once joined forces with the Heavenly Sect’s Sect Master to besiege the Devouring Demon Worm in the Valley of Doom.

Even when confronting Master Zhou, Devil Monarch Kunwu had no certainty of victory.

As for the founder of the Heavenly Master Sect, he was someone that even Devil Monarch Kunwu looked up to.

Even though Daoist Mo Ping’s cultivation was not as high as Devil Monarch Kunwu’s, with the “Celestial Exorcism Talisman” in his possession, Daoist Mo Ping was no one Kunwu could easily handle.

“It seems Devil Monarch Kunwu has been entangled by Daoist Mo Ping. I can now focus all my strength on dealing with you first.”

Lu Changsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, concentrating all his strength on Han Shaolin.

With a thought, Lu Changsheng summoned sword after ancient sword from within his body.

The Forty-Nine Battle Swords emerged, forming a sword array, surrounding Han Shaolin!

Lu Changsheng held the Yuheng Thunder Sword, protected by the Mountain and Rivers Chart.

“You even have more treasures?!”

Han Shaolin’s face turned pale.

Some treasures, which even some Great Powers didn’t possess, Lu Changsheng was producing one after another.

Clang!

Han Shaolin’s Demon Sword clashed with the Yuheng Thunder Sword, lightning raging, and Han Shaolin’s face was scorched by the electricity.

The threat was not only from the Yuheng Thunder Sword but also from the Forty-Nine Battle Swords.

Sword after sword attacked from behind or the side, and if Han Shaolin was careless, he would be stabbed by the battle swords!

“Ah!!!”

Han Shaolin’s expression turned ferocious, emitting a painful scream.

Two swords stabbed Han Shaolin from behind, with annihilating auras destroying the vitality within Han Shaolin’s body, nearly costing him his life.

Han Shaolin quickly transformed into a wisp of black mist, escaping from the Great Swathe Sword Array of the Forty-Nine Battle Swords.

“Huff, huff, huff…”

Han Shaolin was drenched in sweat, his face bloodless.

Though his injuries healed swiftly, the cost to Han Shaolin was immense.

If this continued, Han Shaolin would be exhausted to death by Lu Changsheng.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible…”

Han Shaolin panted, hysterically.

After enduring countless hardships to obtain the Great Demon Inheritance and breaking into the Immortal Realm, he still couldn’t defeat Lu Changsheng or exact revenge for the Ancient Han Family.

The Great Swathe Sword Array pressed on, leaving Han Shaolin with no choice but to evade.

Once trapped again by the Forty-Nine Battle Swords, Han Shaolin would eventually be killed.

“Don’t think of escaping.”

Lu Changsheng drove the Forty-Nine Battle Swords with full force, encircling Han Shaolin from all directions.

Understanding the principle of eliminating the roots, Lu Changsheng knew he couldn’t let Han Shaolin go.

The Ancient Han Family provoked him and was annihilated by the Heavenly Court, with even their clan’s treasure, the Mountain and Rivers Chart, falling into his hands. Thus, he couldn’t spare Han Shaolin; otherwise, Han Shaolin would stop at nothing to kill him.

“Jueyin Demon Venerable, though you’ve found reinforcements, this is where it ends.”

Lin Shiyu and her apprentices continued to besiege Jueyin Demon Venerable.

Han Shaolin faced off against Lu Changsheng, while Devil Monarch Kunwu was entangled by Daoist Mo Ping. Jueyin Demon Venerable’s two subordinates, the Demon Realm Powerhouses, were each dealt with by Shi Niandao and Zhu Xinguang.

Jueyin Demon Venerable had to divide attention to deal with Lin Shiyu and her apprentices.

“Damn, I didn’t expect the Heavenly Master Sect to retrieve their lost Sect-Protecting Treasure.”

Jueyin Demon Venerable gnashed his teeth. Despite paying handsomely to enlist Devil Monarch Kunwu’s help, Kunwu was constrained by Daoist Mo Ping with the “Celestial Exorcism Talisman,” thus unable to save Jueyin Demon Venerable.

“I am a dignified Demon Venerable; how could I fall to the likes of you!”

Jueyin Demon Venerable roared skyward, as demonic might raged, collapsing mountains and causing rivers to reverse.

“It’s futile.”

Lin Shiyu, Chu Wu, and Qiao Wei occupied the positions of heaven, earth, and man, trapping Jueyin Demon Venerable, preventing his escape through divine skills.

Lin Shiyu summoned a piece of azure jade pendant, anchoring time and space, rendering Jueyin Demon Venerable unable to escape using talismans.

Jueyin Demon Venerable fought like a cornered beast.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Jueyin Demon Venerable began to laugh wildly: “Hahaha, my reinforcements have arrived!”

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