Sword Emperor

Even an ordinary person would be scared shitless when facing such an energy wave. One could only imagine how severe the current situation was.    

However, Sun Bing's facial expression didn't change at all. A heroic aura emerged from his body. He strode forward and said with a smile on his face.    

"You have come at the right time. We need to inform you that there is no black and white in this world. Everything depends on your own strength. As long as I possess monstrous strength, the black will turn into white. Kill!"    

As soon as the last word left his mouth, Sun Bing immediately attacked. A blood-red stream of light appeared on the surface of the Immortal-sever Sword. The dazzling sword light swept across the area in front of him in an instant. It stretched for hundreds of thousands of meters. It was so majestic that it could almost sweep away everything.    

In the face of such a terrifying sword light, even though many cultivators had tried their best, they still couldn't resist it. On the contrary, the sword light didn't slow down at all. In the next moment, waves of wails were heard.    

Under the sword attack, the area in front of them was completely swept clean. The air was filled with a thick stench of blood. With a single look, one could see that at least a hundred people had fallen in this sword attack. As for the cultivators who were injured, there were even more.    

Although they were also cultivators of Supreme Stage, their cultivation base was the same. The difference in strength between them was like the difference between heaven and earth. An enemy of the same realm was no different than an ant to Sun Bing.    

However, even after seeing the terrifying destructive power of the sword, the surrounding cultivators didn't stop. After all, the temptation of the Monarch Instrument was just too great.    

Moreover, there were only over a hundred people who had fallen just now. Now, all of them had gathered in the surroundings. There were even tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people gathered around. Such a huge population was their greatest confidence.    

In an instant, numerous figures launched their attacks at Sun Bing. Colorful lights flickered, and countless inscriptions appeared in the air. It was a spectacular scene.    

However, there were very few attacks that could make Sun Bing pay attention to. Sun Bing didn't have any intention to defend himself. He just let the attacks land on his body.    

He didn't even need to activate the Black Tortoise Phenomenon. He could easily defend against these weak attacks with just his physical defense.    

Upon seeing this scene, the sound of someone taking a deep breath could be heard. "Why is that? Our attacks couldn't even leave a white mark on his body. Isn't this Sword cultivator? Why is his body so terrifying? "    

Upon hearing these words, Sun Bing sneered in his heart. One must know that after so many years of tempering, his Black Tortoise True Body had even been tempered to an extreme. His physique was absolutely comparable to a body cultivator genius of the same realm.    

Now, even if he only used the strength of his physique, he could still compete with Son of the Monarch and Daughter of the Monarch for a period of time, let alone these weak Traveller. It was impossible for him to break through his defense.    

Taking this opportunity, Sun Bing attacked without any mercy. The Immortal-sever Sword in his hand kept dancing. One could only see the dazzling sword light streaking across the sky, accompanied by miserable wails. Countless cultivators had fallen under Sun Bing's sword.    

In an instant, thick black clouds appeared in the sky, and a rain of blood kept falling. The entire world could feel the intense sorrow.    

At this moment, one could see Sun Bing's cold expression amidst the bright rain of blood. He held the Immortal-sever Sword in his hand and kept attacking in all directions. Broken limbs and limbs were flying in all directions. There were even people who had fallen to the ground.    

The bright red blood had even dyed the ground a dark red color. Combined with the scene of broken limbs and limbs, it was like a battlefield of slaughter.    

A strong killing intent spread in all directions. Cultivators with weak willpower had completely collapsed their Dao hearts at this moment. They had completely forgotten their heroic words and even lost the courage to attack.    

At this moment, their eyes were no longer filled with arrogance and disdain as they looked at Sun Bing. Instead, they were filled with fear. They kept stepping back and stammered.    

"Sun Bing, sun, Sun Bing, you... you are a devil, a devil. You have killed so many people. You will surely fall into the Eighteen Levels of Hell."    

However, Sun Bing's spiritual will was very firm. Even these words couldn't shake him at all. He couldn't help but sneer.    

"In your eyes, I am a devil. Furthermore, I have killed Yin Tian Zi before, so why should I fear entering the 18 layers of hell? If I really go there, will he dare to take me in? Hahahahaha. "    

As he spoke, Sun Bing's hands didn't stop moving. The Immortal-sever Sword was like the sickle of the god of death. The sword light that streaked across the void could kill countless enemies.    

The eyes of the crazy cultivators in the surroundings finally revealed a strong fear. In the end, they subconsciously retreated backwards. They didn't even have the courage to look Sun Bing in the eyes.    

Furthermore, at this moment, no one was mocking Sun Bing like before. Every one of them was silent. When they noticed Sun Bing's gaze, they would dodge to the side, afraid that Sun Bing would see them.    

Seeing this scene, Sun Bing couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Is this how you enforce justice on behalf of the heavens? I am here, you guys continue to attack! Today, either I die or you all die. "    

At the end of his words, Sun Bing's face was filled with a thick coldness. An extremely dense killing intent spread out in all directions. Everyone who heard this couldn't help but turn pale.    

After all, this wasn't a joke. The scene in front of them was like an Asura Arena. Without a doubt, it proved Sun Bing's strength.    

Countless people were filled with regret. If they knew that Sun Bing's strength was so terrifying, they wouldn't have attacked him no matter how tempting the treasure was.    

Unfortunately, things had already come to this point. No matter how much they regretted it, there was no way they could do it again. Therefore, in the face of Sun Bing's pursuit, most of the cultivators could only flee in all directions.    

Although some of the cultivators wanted to put up a final resistance, their faces were filled with despair when they saw that some of them had already started to flee. This meant that the situation was no longer under their control.    

For a moment, the resistance of the cultivators that had gathered in the surroundings had completely disappeared. They were like frightened birds as they fled in all directions.    

Many of them had died under Sun Bing's sword, but most of them were still in a state of panic. Nearly thirty percent of the original hundred thousand cultivators had been killed in an instant. This scene was extremely bloody.