The sword energy around Jian Zong's body was suddenly released, and an unparalleled force of sword intention bloomed in the void. The lake below seemed to be sensed, and a huge vortex exploded, causing huge ripples and surging in all directions.
Nie Tian suddenly felt the pressure of the sword, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he retreated thousands of meters away.
Jian Zong's kendo strength exceeded his expectations. Even though it was slightly inferior to the Yang Shen Sword Emperor, it was definitely not inferior to the Sword Demon Yin Feng Wuwo.
However, Nie Tian could also see that the terrain of Hengshan Mountain and the Guanjian Lake below greatly improved the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect.
This is why Jian Zong is confident that she is invincible in Hengshan! The sword's intention is like a wave, causing thousands of waves in the air.
Prisoner Kuhai is in the sword wave. His short and thin figure looks extremely thin, but he is as calm as a mountain and as motionless as a clock.
"Jian Zong, your sword intent, even without the bonus of Hengshan's sword power, is not inferior to that of the old Jian Zong back then."
Kuhai spoke calmly, and when his voice fell, a bloody sea of blood appeared behind him. It was like a curtain, covering the sky and the sun, making the surrounding world plunge into a dark red.
After the blood sea appeared, the vast sword wave in the void was suppressed, and the sword power was reduced by three points.
"The Blood Demon Ancestor's sea of blood is truly worthy of his reputation."
Jian Zong opened his mouth majestically, and the sword power around him surged like a mountain, causing the heaven and earth to tremble endlessly.
"Lord Jian Zong is too praiseworthy."
Kuhai's expression was dull, but he added a bit of indifference, and said loudly: "Back then, in the battle between the prisoner and the old sword sect, he used the eighth level of blood sea to surge into the sky, seriously injuring the old sword sect."
"The eighth level!"
Jian Zong's beautiful eyes couldn't help but condense, and said: "Now, how far can you exert the blood sea to the sky?"
"Ninth level!"
Kuhai's eyes darkened slightly, and a strange look clearly flashed through his eyes, and he said: "This fight is helpless, but the prisoner is entrusted by the Prison Suppression Society and has to fight with all his strength."
"But Lord Jianzong, don't have any scruples. If you are as strong as that person back then, you can break through the blood sea of the ninth level of Prisoner."
"That person?"
Jian Zong's expression changed slightly and he said, "Are you talking about Donghuang Zhengrong?"
"Exactly."
Kuhai nodded, and there was a long look in his eyes, as if he had recalled many things, and said: "The prisoner fought against Donghuang that day, and it can be said that he was completely defeated."
"With just one strike of his sword, the prisoner felt like stars were falling from the sky. That kind of endless pressure still makes the prisoner feel frightened even now."
"Although he didn't say a word at that time, the prisoner could tell that he came to avenge the old sword sect."
"It's just that the prisoner still hasn't figured out why he wanted to keep the prisoner alive."
Jian Zong's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, obviously he was also touched in his heart.
It turned out that in that battle, Donghuang Zhengrong seriously injured the Blood Demon Ancestor with a sword.
In fact, Jian Zong didn't know much about Donghuang Zhengrong. He only knew that he had a master-disciple relationship with the old Jian Zong.
Perhaps when Donghuang Zhengrong approached the Blood Demon Ancestor, it was indeed to avenge the old Sword Sect.
But why didn't he kill the Blood Demon Ancestor?
"Donghuang is the only strong man the prisoner has ever seen in his life."
Kuhai had obviously recalled many things, and there was a sense of yearning in his eyes as he said: "Looking at the seven hell realms, if anyone can fight against the Eastern Emperor, perhaps it is only the president."
"President of the Prison Suppression Guild, the Great Prison Lord!"
Jian Zong's eyes trembled again, and his heart was shocked beyond words.
The president of the Prison Suppression Association is respected by the world as the Great Prison Lord, and is recognized as the most powerful person in the seven prison circles.
Kuhai actually said that among the seven realms, only the Great Prisoner could fight against the Eastern Emperor, which shows his high regard for the Eastern Emperor.
Even, from his words, one can vaguely feel that in his eyes, even the Great Prison Lord may not be a formidable opponent of the Eastern Emperor.
"Lord Jian Zong, let's stop chatting here. Now you can draw your sword."
At this time, Kuhai raised his head slightly, his eyes filled with extreme and firm calmness, like a deep well in an ancient pond, without any waves in sight.
"good!"
Jian Zong shrank his pupils and shouted coldly. Suddenly, the sword energy around him surged to the extreme. The surrounding mountains and the lake at his feet began to shake violently, as if they could not withstand the huge fluctuations of sword energy and were on the verge of collapse.
"What a sword!"
Kuhai couldn't help but exclaim, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes, but instead there was an indescribable excitement.
Ever since his battle with Donghuang Zhengrong, he had never been as interested as he was now.
"The Hengshan Sword Immortal, cuts the sky with one sword!"
At this moment, Jian Zong gave a low shout, but he did not see the sword coming out. Instead, he gently pointed it out with one finger. Suddenly, the endless sword intent in the surrounding void suddenly gathered, and instantly condensed into a blazing white sword.
The sword of intention.
"Chi chi chi..." The sword's sword intention was not grand, but its fierceness reached its extreme. Wherever it passed, even the void was torn apart, making a dazzling sound.
Nie Tianyuan was tens of thousands of meters away, but he could still feel the sharpness of the sword, which made him moved.
He believed that this sword with sword intent, let alone an ordinary shield, might not be able to withstand it even if it was a mountain of ten thousand feet.
Can the sea of blood in the sea of suffering be able to block this ultimate sword?
"The ninth level of the sea of blood, nine thousand waves of blood!"
At this moment, Ku Hai made a move, clasped his hands together, and suddenly withdrew toward his chest.
"Rumble..." Suddenly, the endless sea of blood behind him surged up, like an endless red snake, and looked extremely horrifying.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
... Immediately, as the sea of blood surged, nine thousand waves of blood connected together, forming nine huge blood wave shields, like the Great Wall of Blood, stretching between heaven and earth.
"boom!"
And in the next moment, the sword of sword intention arrived, and when it touched the first wave of blood shield, the shield shattered and turned into a wave of blood.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
...Then, the second shield, the third shield..., and the eighth shield all collapsed.
"Buzz!"
However, when the ninth shield was reached, the sword intention suddenly stagnated, and a shrill sword roar was heard, and the offensive was suddenly weakened by seven points.
"Crack! Click, click, click..." At this moment, the ninth shield also made a crisp sound, and then cracked in all directions like a spider web.
As the sword of sword intention approached, Ku Hai's expression became more solemn.
"boom!"
Finally, the ninth shield failed to block the sword and suddenly shattered.
"puff!"
The sword came suddenly and pierced Kuhai's chest, but it was already at the end of its strength and could not make any further progress.
Kuhai's body shook, and the sword of Sword Intent suddenly shattered, turning into sword energy and dissipating.
"Thank you, Master Jianzong, for showing mercy."
Ku Hai stabilized his body, took a deep breath, looked at the blood on his chest, and bowed deeply to Jian Zong, feeling very grateful.