Martial Boss Chapter 1253

“Sword XI – Nirvana.”

Countless sword qi intercepted the golden light that stretched across the sky, followed by ten thousand swords piercing through the heart, splitting the Daoist in the golden light instantly.

“Ren Piaomiao, you are shameless…”

The Daoist used his last strength to cry out in resignation before he was drowned by the sword qi.

Shameless? It seemed to be very shameless.

Ren Piaomiao was a Daoist supreme, while that ma*s-produced Daoist God was not even as good as an ordinary God. When Ren Piaomiao went to kill him, it would be an exaggeration to say that he was using a cow’s knife to kill a chicken.

But ——

“I, Ren Piaomiao, dared to go down to the Daoist meeting myself back then, what do I care if you call me ‘shameless’? Anyway, you are not the first to call me shameless.”

The first time I saw you, I was a little bit of a jerk.

These ma*s-produced Gods who specialised in escaping were really slippery, and Ren Piaomiao had sent all the Gods to hunt them down, but only a few of them had any luck. In the end, he was forced to come to the scene himself, the incarnation of the Dao Realm.

But the results of Ren Piaomiao’s personal action were also remarkable, as all the enemies that appeared in his field of vision never survived to the next breath, showing that he was an unparalleled example of gra*s cutting.

“With this one, twenty-three people have died at our hands. What do you think will happen to the Daoist ancestor’s situation at this point?”

Ren Piaomiao’s gaze ghostly looked to the right, “I remember that you are called ‘Cloud Dome’, right, you have created a lot of trouble out for me in the past ten years.”

Yuan Qi fluctuated and a figure slowly emerged from the air, clad in a Xuan Yuan Dao robe and wearing a Taiji Dao crown, it was the current leader of the Dao Sect – Yun Dao.

This man has presided over the Daoist Sect for the past ten years and has caused several major wars for the Demon Sect. In terms of troublemaking, he is almost as good as Qing Yu back then.

“I will sense your intimate connection with the Dao ancestor, and killing you will affect the Dao ancestor’s resonance in no small way.” Qing Yu spared a glance at Yun Dome, as if he was sizing up a piece of meat on an anvil.

This kind of teasing look was irritating, especially for Yun Dome who had come with some sort of purpose.

“But if Poor Dao kills you, Great Zhou’s aim of strangling martial artists will also be defeated.” The cloud dome was icy cold, with a chilling murderous intent that was sinking in.

It was true, he had come with the intention of killing Ren Piaomiao. As long as he had the strength to kill Ren Piaomiao, then the remaining martial artists of Great Zhou as well as the two Xuan Devil Sects were no match for him. He could take his time in attacking and killing the enemy, eliminating Qing Yu’s minions bit by bit.

“With just you?”

The sword light leapt, and in a matter of seconds a cold ray of light approached his neck, and before the harsh sword qi could reach his body, it caused fine blood marks to appear on Daoist Cloud Dome’s torso.

After the death of the Sword God, Ren Piaomiao was the number one swordsman in the world. Even today, Yun Dao was unable to compete with him.

However, this sword light was blocked.

By Yun Dao’s Dao sword – and sword ——

The most domineering sword power but in the lightest form cut between Cloud Dome and the sword light, dismembering the harsh sword light with the deftness of a butcher’s ox.

The sword light and the sword qi kept on exchanging blows, but in the end, it just ended up with it, unable to cross the sword qi to hurt the cloud dome.

“Blade God ——”

Ren Piaomiao’s gaze swept towards the Angzou figure that stepped out from the side, “I didn’t expect you to come back alive.”

It was true, this figure was none other than Qing Yu’s old acquaintance, the Blade God, the once supreme figure of the Dao of the Blade.

“Blade God? Is that about me?” Unexpectedly the man pointed at himself with some confusion and relief and said, “It’s not bad to call me the Blade God. Nowadays, I only have the sword as my name.”

The Blade God seemed to have completely forgotten his past, and his eyes were clear and calm as he looked at Ren Miao Miao, completely devoid of the domineering look of the past.

However, the domineering blade aura just now proved that this supreme Blade Daoist had not left behind his blade, but had instead elevated it to a higher level. After all, the Blade God of the past was unable to receive the sword of the Extreme Dao Supreme.

“Interesting, really interesting.” Ren Piaomiao looked up and down at the Blade God, his mouth tsking in wonder.

Regardless of whether it was his spirit or his body, the person in front of him was a Sword God like a fake. But if one were to say that he was that Blade God, he was not.

For the Blade God in front of him had left behind all his past, he had recovered from death and left it all behind on the other side of life and death, bringing back to the human world only the sword.

This is the only way that the Blade God could have achieved the ultimate dao after his recovery and come to the last line before the dao realm.

“The Daoist Ancestor spent half a year personally bringing back the Blade God’s consciousness, allowing him to compete with the strongest swordsman in the world today. Qing Yu-”

Cloud Dome revealed a cold smile, “With the power of the Poor Dao and the Blade God, it is enough to kill you!”

He exuded the same strong aura, and in terms of pressure, there were signs that he was no less than the Blade God. This Daoist Cloud Dome had actually gone to the Extreme Dao as well?

“With just you?” Qing Yu once again uttered these words, giving a scornful look, “Reaching the Extreme Dao by resonating with the Dao Ancestor, what’s the difference between you and those ma*s-produced Tong Shen. Qing Yu – huh, is Qing Yu also something you can call straight?”

“Swish–”

A lofty sword realm suddenly appeared, countless sword qi formed into a waterfall, flowing backwards towards the sky, the overwhelming momentum stretching across heaven and earth, the sharpness belonging to the sword dao, causing the Blade God to be greatly moved.

Ren Piaomiao was standing in front of the sword realm, his indifferent pupils were filled with pure sword intent, “It is just the right time to retrieve the heart of Yan Devil Dryad today, so that my powerful general can be revived.”

“You think that with the help of the Sword God, you can behead me? What do you take the Dao Realm for?”

“Tear-la-”

Just at that moment, the qi from the Great Eastern State War spread to this place, and the sky was instantly darkened, with thunder and lightning booming and vibrating, bringing an extremely oppressive aura.

“Even if my original body is still fighting the Dao Ancestor, the strength of the Dao Realm is not this easy to gauge.”

Six sword wings made purely of sword qi appeared behind Ren Piaomiao, and the sword realm instantly merged into his body.

“Miso…”

The sword sound moved, the sword intent moved. The overwhelming and omnipresent overwhelming Qi instantly caused a thousand holes in Daoist Cloud Dome’s body, and also caused the Blade God’s blade body to tremble.

The pupils in Ren Piaomiao’s eyes emerged in a golden-black colour, his sword wings flapped, and his surroundings instantly turned into a world of swords, “The battle between this body and the Daoist Ancestor has also reached a critical moment, I will be within ten breaths-”

“Kill you all!”

“You-”

Before Yun Dome could finish his sentence, a sharp sweeping blade shadow cut at Ren Piaomiao, it was the Blade God.

Ren Piaomiao’s might had completely aroused the Blade God’s battle intent, causing him to use his strongest move without even thinking about it, and to corroborate with Ren Piaomiao’s sword dao.

His body became a sword, his will became a sword, his god became a dao, and his whole being became a sword. And the sword is the Dao of the Sword God.

Today, the Blade God will use the sword to seal his Dao. Using his Dao realm incarnation as a whetstone, he will sharpen a supreme sword.