Peerless War God

"Block it for me."    

"Tower of Void."    

The black tower appeared above Chen Xiao's head and spun rapidly, growing larger and larger, until it was a thousand feet in size. At this moment, he used all of his strength, not holding back at all, placing all his hopes on the defense of the Tower of Void.    

Boom!    

The finger descended from the sky and fiercely shook, releasing a loud bang. The Tower of Void shook continuously, trembling endlessly. It was also suppressed by the finger, becoming smaller and smaller, becoming shorter by a large amount.    

"Puff."    

Chen Xiao's soul spat out a mouthful of golden blood, and his expression instantly became dispirited. He had suffered a serious injury.    

His eyes were filled with unwillingness, and there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes. He was going to risk his life, not hesitating to burn his soul.    

"Demon Race, I don't believe that I will die here today. Come on."    

In order to live, Chen Xiao was also going all out. He burned his soul power and used all his strength to support the Tower of Void. In an instant, the Tower of Void stabilized, and with a weng sound, it actually froze in the void, blocking in front of Chen Xiao, not retreating an inch.    

At the same time, a mouthful of golden blood flowed out from the corner of Chen Xiao's mouth.    

If this continued, he would probably be in danger.    

"Damn it, could it be that today is really my fate?"    

For a moment, a trace of despair appeared in Chen Xiao's heart.    

At this critical moment, an ice-blue light pillar appeared. It was hundreds of miles long and cut through the air, slashing the Demon Lord's descending finger.    

The giant finger tilted and lost its sharpness. Chen Xiao immediately relaxed. Seeing this, he didn't have time to think. He crazily retreated and stared at this shocking scene in a daze.    

The ice-blue sword light collided with the giant finger. With each collision, there would be a star cloud shattering and the void being destroyed, forming a terrifying black hole vortex that wanted to swallow everything.    

After three moves, the giant finger was covered in sword marks and broken.    

At the same time, the ice-blue sword light also retracted. It stood in a pitch-black void fortress hundreds of thousands of miles away, coldly staring at the Demon Lord's phantom above his head.    

"Demonic Lord of Nightmare, this is the Divine Realm. You crossed the boundary."    

Han Lian coldly berated.    

The Demon Lord phantom sneered and said, "Human cultivators indeed have something to take advantage of. If it wasn't for the nine-layered fortress blocking it, the Demon Race would have long conquered the Divine Realm. There's no hurry. I don't have much time left for you."    

"Demonic Lord of Nightmare, what do you mean?" Han Lian questioned.    

Before the Demon Lord phantom could speak, another sword light came from the sky. It pierced through the void and destroyed the Demon Lord phantom.    

Before the Demon Lord could say anything, it was destroyed by the sword and dissipated into the void.    

Seeing this, Han Lian's eyes widened in anger. She fiercely turned her head and cursed, "Elder Jian, what are you doing? Let the Demon Lord finish his words before you attack."    

In the next moment, a sharp sword shadow pierced through the void and confronted Han Lian. It was an old man with white hair. His sword energy was dense. Even Chen Xiao, who was hundreds of thousands of miles away, could sense the sword intent from the other party.    

It was as if the other party could take his life with a single sword strike.    

"How, how is this possible?"    

Chen Xiao was stunned. He had never seen such a shocking sword intent before. What kind of sword cultivator was this? It was too terrifying.    

Even he felt that there was a great horror when he glanced at it. The other party's sword cultivation was far above his, and it was a peerless sword cultivator that could only be seen from afar.    

In the sky above the Void Fortress, Han Lian glared at the other party, "Elder Jian, if you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving."    

The white-haired old man who was called Elder Jian smiled indifferently.    

"You're already so old, yet you're still so angry? What's more, you're an ice-type cultivator. I really can't understand you."    

"Is this your answer?" Han Lian was furious now. She narrowed her eyes and shot out endless coldness, about to explode.    

This situation also caused the white-haired old man's smile to stop abruptly, and he recovered his composure.    

"You're so angry. Are you serious?"    

Han Lian's expression was extremely ugly as she cursed, "That's because you didn't bully me. I didn't hit your people. If the Demon Lord wants to kill your people, you're even angrier than me. Hmph."    

Han Lian’s words also made the old man come back to his senses, and he understood why the other party was so angry.    

“This youngster, do you know him?” The old man was a little taken aback.    

At this moment, it was Han Lian’s turn to widen her eyes and question, “Old man Jian, what do you mean? You want to cross the line and dig someone from my territory? You don’t even have the guts to do so. If not, I won’t be lenient. Scram.”    

The old man smiled bitterly, and he couldn’t do anything to Han Lian.    

He was aware of Han Lian’s explosive temper, and he knew that the other party was serious. He couldn’t help but sigh and say, “What a pity. I sensed the Sword Heart in this kid’s body. Heh, he’s a sword cultivator. Interesting.”    

Han Lian’s eyes narrowed when she heard this, and she revealed a smile. Being able to obtain such a high evaluation from the other party was sufficient to show that this kid’s natural talent was extraordinary.    

However, she wasn’t so easily fooled, and she questioned again, “Speak. After so long, have you thought of an excuse? If you don’t say one or two, why did you interrupt the Devil Lord’s words? Otherwise, don’t leave today.”    

The old man shook his head and said indifferently, “Sigh, we haven’t met for so many years, yet you’re still so competitive. Even if the Devil Lord said it, would you dare to believe him? If he only wants to sow discord, what would you do? Why not not not listen?”    

“You…”    

Han Lian was furious. She was about to retort, but she quickly calmed down.    

What the other party said was indeed reasonable.    

She calmed down and turned around. She said coldly, “Alright, you have a point. Let’s forget about what happened today. You can leave now.”    

“Haha, alright.”    

The old man didn’t pester her any further. His sword shadows faded in the void and disappeared bit by bit.    

Below, the countless cultivators on the Void Fortress witnessed this scene. They started to discuss it, and their expressions were varied. There were all kinds of guesses, but Han Lian was too lazy to care about them.    

She muttered something in a low voice, “What’s going on with Elder Sword? Why did he suddenly make a move? There was no sign at all.”    

For a moment, she couldn’t figure it out.    

Logically speaking, the Void Fortress belonged to the nine great sects. They guarded their own territories. Unless it was necessary, they wouldn’t interfere with the other fortresses.    

Strictly speaking, Elder Sword’s move was crossing the line, but it was also a form of friendship.    

Han Lian knew very well that if Elder Sword hadn’t made a move, the Demon Lord wouldn’t have retreated so easily with two against one.    

If she had fought alone against the Demon Lord, she would have had to go through a tough battle and suffer a lot. However, with Elder Sword, it would be very easy.    

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