Chapter 328 - Ten Thousand Swords Flying, Matchless Sword Emperor (1/2)

Shing!

Shi Shenzong drew his sword. It was three fingers wide and the blade was mostly black, with silver on the two sides. It was incredibly sharp and there were many strange black characters engraved on it, causing it to give off a dense feeling of ancientness.

As soon as this sword was drawn, the temperature in the heavens and earth seemed to drop by a few degrees.

A cold wind blew out, causing all of the spectators to shiver.

“This sword is called Saint Path, a saint among swords,” Shi Shenzong said coldly. When swordsmen fought, they would naturally first introduce their sword.

Sword Path was ranked extremely highly on the Northern Wilderness’ sword chart, and it was higher ranked than even some Sword Emperors’ treasured swords. Even the Hegemon Sword Emperor’s Hegemon Jiu was beneath it.

The spectating sword cultivators all stared with heated gazes, and some people’s breathing became ragged, passionate looks on their faces.

Zhou Xuanji flipped his right hand, took out Heavenly Retribution Martial Punishment, and said, “This is Heavenly Retribution Martial Punishment, a sword of heavenly law.”

Following this, he flipped his left hand and took out the God Ghost Howl.

“This sword is the God Ghost Howl, a ghost sword that can cause Immortals to howl.”

He continued to take out other swords and had them float behind him.

“This sword is the Ancient God Sword.”

“This sword is the Sky Extinguishing Sword.”

“This sword is the Great Heaven Black Jade Sword.”

“This sword is the White Dragon-bone Sword.”

Zhou Xuanji took out all of his legendary swords above Gold grade. They appeared one after another in the air, floating behind him.

Everyone fell silent and stared at the legendary swords that Zhou Xuanji took out.

All of the people who looked up to Zhou Xuanji became excited.

The Sword Emperor was so domineering—just in terms of introducing swords, he had already defeated Shi Shenzong.

At the very least, Zhou Xuanji seemed more imposing.

After Zhou Xuanji spoke, he did not wait for Shi Shenzong to speak and directly used Sword Master Haki.

At that moment, all cultivators’ swords within 100 kilometers started to tremble and hum.

“This is—”

“My sword!”

“What’s going on? Why can’t I control my sword?”

“Could this be caused by the Sword Emperor and Sword Saint?”

“Ten thousand swords humming, what kind of realm in the Way of the Sword is this?”

The cultivators all cried out. Seven or eight out of ten cultivators had swords, even if they were not sword cultivators. It was just that many magical techniques could be used using swords, and because swords gave the airs of a gentleman, very few people did not like using swords.

“In front of me, all swords will submit. If I’m not the Sword Emperor, who can be the Sword Emperor?” Zhou Xuanji said as he proudly laughed. As he spoke, all cultivators’ swords shot out of their sheathes and slashed towards Shi Shenzong.

Shi Shenzong’s eyes narrowed his eyes, but he did not do anything.

These swords quickly stopped about dozens of meters away from him, scattering in all directions with their tips pointing towards him.

Everyone was shaken. In their eyes, Shi Shenzong was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of swords, creating a majestic scene.

The Hegemon Sword Sect’s Sect Lord and Shi Haiming both had grim looks on their faces.

Their swords had also left their control and flown out.

Ten-thousand Swords Divine Mountain’s disciples felt incredibly awkward; their swords were pointing towards the founder of their sect—this was an incredibly unfilial and rebellious action.

“This boy.” Baihao Yixin stood up, his expression serious.

If he was right, this was some kind of divine ability.

A divine ability that could command swords.

He suddenly thought of someone, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

Shi Shenzong’s expression revealed a seriousness that had not been seen before. He looked at Zhou Xuanji and said clearly, “Zhou Xuanji, I acknowledge you as the Sword Emperor. You have the qualifications to be my opponent.”

After speaking, he swung out his sword with his right hand, sending out a wave of sword qi that sent the swords flying back to their owners.

This action was not any inferior to what Zhou Xuanji had just done.

The cultivators all leapt up and caught their swords. They all had a mental connection with their swords and naturally would recognize their swords.

Now, everyone became truly excited.

Zhou Xuanji did not seem any weaker than Shi Shenzong.

The two of them looked at each other and simultaneously leapt up.