I summoned all the famous generals of history in another world.

Chapter 437 The Six Sword Slaves Fight the Celestials Again

Zhen Gang moved with lightning speed, wielding the "Zhen Gang" sword. The sword light pierced the night sky like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for Qing Xuan.

His swordsmanship was incredibly fierce, each move containing destructive power, as if he wanted to tear Qingxuan apart instantly.

Qingxuan moved nimbly, her green robes fluttering in the wind like a bamboo shoot, deftly dodging Zhengang's fierce attack.

With his hands slightly raised, his inner energy surged, transforming into ripples of emerald green that spread outwards. These ripples collided with Zhen Gang's sword energy, producing a series of crisp metallic clangs, sparks flying, and illuminating the surrounding area.

"Hmph, you think a mere sword formation can trap me, Qingxuan?"

Qingxuan snorted coldly, turned around, and her green robe billowed like rippling blue waves.

With a wave of his hands, his inner force transformed into emerald green bamboo leaves, weaving into a complex net in the air, attempting to dismantle the Six Sword Slaves' sword formation.

However, the Six Sword Slaves were not easy to deal with.

Although Duan Shui was old and frail, his hearing had reached a state of perfection; even with his eyes blindfolded, he could perceive all things in the world through his mind.

He held the "Severing Water" sword, its light as thin as silk, and moved nimbly among the bamboo leaves of Qingxuan. With each swing of the sword, the bamboo leaves of Qingxuan trembled.

"Hmph, so-called peasants, nothing special!"

Chaos God snorted coldly, his body radiating an evil aura, bloodthirsty and cruel.

Wielding the "Chaos God" sword, its light flashed like lightning, carrying the power to destroy everything as it slashed towards Qingxuan. Its swordsmanship was light and fast, and every move contained endless killing intent and cruelty.

The demon was light and agile, like a swallow in flight. He wielded two swords, "Wang" and "Liang," and his swordsmanship was light and fast. Each swing of the sword was accompanied by a streak of blue light.

He turned and thrust his twin swords at Qingxuan with lightning speed. His swordsmanship was unpredictable, and every move contained endless killing intent.

Qingxuan turned around, her green robe billowing, and with a wave of her hands, her inner force transformed into emerald green bamboo leaves, which intertwined in the air to form an emerald green barrier, attempting to block the twin swords of the demon.

However, the twin swords of the demon seemed to have a life of their own, nimbly weaving through the bamboo leaves, approaching Qingxuan time and time again.

The twin sisters, Zhuanpo and Miehun, moved with graceful movements, like fairies.

Wielding the "Soul Transformation" and "Soul Extinction" swords, they thrust their swords at Qingxuan with lightning speed.

Qingxuan's green robe fluttered in the wind as her inner force transformed into a verdant whirlwind, heading towards the twin swords that were about to strike.

The whirlwind seemed to possess a life of its own, nimbly weaving through the sword light, colliding with the sword energy of the two swords, and producing a deafening roar.

The six sword slaves each unleashed their unique skills, their swords flashing like dragons or their sword energy like silk threads, weaving together an impenetrable sword net in an attempt to trap Qingxuan within it.

Their inner strength surged, and each swing of their swords made the sword net even stronger.

The sword net seemed to possess a life of its own, approaching Qingxuan with the power to destroy everything.

Meanwhile, the assassins of the Luo Wang organization, led by the top-ranking assassin Yan Ri, fought like a pack of ghostly wolves against the remaining grandmasters and their followers.

Yanri, the foremost of the Eight Swords of Yue, has a blood-red sword aura emanating from its blade, resembling a crimson glow under the setting sun, both beautiful and carrying endless killing intent.

"When Yin prevails, Yang declines!"

With a low shout, Yan Ri weaved through the crowd, his swordsmanship fierce and invincible. Each swing of his sword was accompanied by a mournful sword cry, as if it could split the heavens and the earth in two.

The people Qingxuan brought over were all skilled martial artists.

But under Yan Ri's sword, they were like lambs to the slaughter, utterly powerless to fight back.

"How dare you, a mere weed, oppose the Net?"

Yan Ri snorted coldly, his tone revealing an overbearing arrogance.

He turned swiftly, his sword flashing like lightning, instantly killing several experts.

However, at that moment, a master dressed in a blue robe blocked Yan Ri's way.

His name was Liu Qingyun, and he created his own "Green Willow Sword Technique." His internal strength was profound, and his sword was emerald green, like tender leaves in spring, full of vitality.

"You've covered up the sun with your net, your killings have been too many. I, Liu Qingyun, will settle things with you!"

Liu Qingyun held a long sword, his emerald green inner energy surging and transforming into circles of green ripples that rushed towards Yan Ri.

Upon seeing this, Yan Ri curled up a cold smile.

The Sun-Covering Sword in his hand gleamed like blood, clashing with Liu Qingyun's longsword and producing a series of crisp metallic clangs.

The two men's internal forces surged against each other, like a rushing river, creating a series of spectacular scenes.

Yan Ri sneered, his figure shifting as he thrust his sword towards Liu Qingyun with lightning speed, uttering disdainful words: "Hmph, Qingliu Quick Sword? Nothing special!"

Just as the two were locked in fierce combat, their swords flashing and their inner strength surging, Yan Ri suddenly felt a gust of wind rise from his side, and two sharp sword energies pierced through the air.

He narrowed his eyes and noticed two other grandmaster-level experts beside him. Seeing that Liu Qingyun was showing signs of defeat, he actually wanted to take the opportunity to join forces and attack him.

Yan Ri's heart stirred. If he were surrounded by the three of them, even if he was a peak Grandmaster, it would be troublesome.

After all, those who can get here are not considered novices among grandmasters.

Even Liu Qingyun, who was being hammered down by the sun, was a master in the mid-stage of the Grandmaster realm.

With this thought in mind, he decided to strike first, using overwhelming force to kill one person first and break their encirclement.

Upon this thought, Yan Ri's internal energy surged wildly, like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable.

His figure suddenly changed, like a wolf from the underworld, and he pounced on Liu Qingyun. His sword light was as red as blood, carrying destructive power, and went straight for Liu Qingyun's heart.

Liu Qingyun was shocked to see this. Although he tried his best to resist, Yan Ri was now going all out. His sword light was as fast as lightning and unstoppable.

With a "whoosh" sound, Liu Qingyun's longsword was cut in half by the Sun-Covering Sword. The blood-red sword energy passed through his body, and Liu Qingyun's body froze, spitting out blood.

Yan Ri seized the opportunity to turn around, his sword flashing like blood, and went straight for the two grandmasters who were about to attack.

At this moment, his swordsmanship was extremely fierce, with each move containing destructive power, as if it wanted to devour all enemies in the blood-red sword energy.

The two grandmasters were shocked to see this. Although they wanted to join forces to attack Yan Ri, they couldn't help but feel afraid in the face of Yan Ri's ferocious offensive.

They hurriedly channeled their inner energy to defend themselves, but Yan Ri's swordsmanship was like a raging storm, leaving them with no way to parry.

In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed the battlefield, and blood splattered everywhere.

Yan Ri single-handedly fought against three grandmaster-level experts. Her blood-red sword energy was like a lingering crimson glow under the setting sun, both beautiful and filled with endless killing intent, sending chills down one's spine.

The Black Widow, a member of the Killer Network, moved with graceful, ethereal movements, like a ghost in the night.

Thanks to the ruthless silk array that had been set up long ago, they were able to hold back a master-level expert.

The silk thread was as fine as a cow's hair, yet incredibly strong.

She turned and the silk thread flew like lightning, stabbing towards a master.

The threads seemed to possess a life of their own, moving nimbly through the air with a power that could tear everything apart.

Upon seeing this, the master frowned slightly, waved his hands, and his inner force surged, transforming into circles of golden ripples that rushed towards the net of silk threads.

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