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However, just as Su Tianqi was about to control his killing intent and destroy the four streams of sword qi, Bai Pojun had already rushed to the front of Su Tianqi and aimed his extremely sharp Purple Lightning Sword straight at the center of Su Tianqi's brows.

Under such a critical situation, Su Tianqi could only defend hastily and use his Spirit Summoning Flying Daggers to resist the sharp tip of the Violet Electricity Sword. However, just as the Spirit Summoning Flying Saber and the Violet Electricity Sword were about to clashed, Bai Pojun suddenly changed his sword moves at an unbelievable speed.

In desperation, Su Tianqi could only follow along and change his moves, otherwise his head would have been split in half by Bai Pojun. However, before the Spirit Summoning Flying Daggers and the Violet Electricity Sword could even produce any sparks, Bai Pojun had already changed his sword moves again, this time he would change them!

In a short one minute, Bai Pojun had changed sword moves 360 times consecutively, fast to the point where one could feel that Su Tianqi had been engulfed by the dense sword aura.

He had to admit that with the Purple Lightning Sword, Bai Pojun felt like he was adding wings to a tiger. The terrifying force he displayed was at least 30% more than when he was fighting with his bare hands previously. It was only then that Su Tianqi understood what the so-called ”sword-less wins and sword-wielding” realm was.

It was not because Bai Pojun had reached this realm, when he had no sword, he was stronger than when he had a sword, but because a sword expert like him, even if he did not have a sword in his hand, could easily defeat countless sword artists.

Therefore, with the help of the Violet Electricity Sword, and such a sharp and berserk divine weapon, Bai Pojun's battle power was naturally far greater than when he was without a sword.

Bai Pojun's fighting strength had increased explosively by 30%, but Su Tianqi was not an easy opponent either. If not for his 20% recovery rate, with Death Yama's heaven defying fighting strength, killing Bai Pojun would have been an easy task, so within a minute, Bai Pojun had used 360 sword attacks, all of them were blocked by Su Tianqi.

After receiving Bai Pojun's three hundred and sixty strikes that were even faster than lightning, Su Tianqi, who was slightly out of breath, was ready to mock Bai Pojun's reputation as the Sword Saint, but right at this moment, he suddenly felt a strange pain in his chest. He subconsciously looked down, only to realize that, without knowing when, the purple lightning sword in Bai Pojun's hand had pierced through the gap in his red colored coat and stabbed into his chest.

Many people think that I only used three hundred and sixty strikes, and many people would be able to receive three hundred and sixty strikes from me. But I actually used three hundred and sixty strikes, so those people who thought that they could withstand this old man's attack all died under the last strike. Bai Pojun laughed sinisterly, he then used more strength and tried to stab Su Tianqi's chest with the purple lightning sword.

At the same time, the four waves of sword qi broke through the barrier of killing intent and frantically rushed into Su Tianqi's body. Like wolves entering a flock of sheep, they prepared to destroy Su Tianqi's body and let his injuries get worse.

However, although Su Tianqi's life was on the line, and the purple lightning sword had pierced into his chest, Bai Pojun suddenly felt as if the sharp and unstoppable purple lightning sword in his hand had stabbed into an extremely hard steel plate, no matter how much he tried, he was unable to pierce the purple lightning sword any further.

Just as Bai Pojun was reeling in shock, Su Tianqi suddenly frowned and bellowed, ”Scram!”

Following that, a terrifying wave of energy exploded from Su Tianqi's body, like a tsunami, it pounced towards Bai Pojun and the four sets of sword qi s that had just surged into his body were also forced out of his body by Su Tianqi at this time.

The extremely tyrannical and terrifying impact caused Bai Pojun to be thrown out of the arena in an instant.

The situation suddenly reversed at that moment, and Yi He Lang and the others who were watching from the sidelines could not react in time. However, these god-like experts of the Island Country were not some unknown existence, and they quickly reacted and saved Bai Pojun from Su Tianqi's life in that moment of peril.

Observing the flames on the other side of the river and reaping benefits from being a fisherman, it was naturally most fitting for the style of the masters of the island like Yi He Lang. But now, they were allies on the same front as Bai Pojun, their lips turning cold.

If Bai Pojun was killed by the Death Yama, then they would have to face the Death Yama alone, whose strength was terrifying enough to make the world tremble. This was not in their interests, after all, Bai Pojun was the strongest expert on their side.

”Ninjutsu, Extermination of Demons and Gods!” The strongest ninja technique that the 10 of them could use together, because their opponent was the Death Yama. If they did not go all out, they might not even have the chance to attack.

The 10 people of Yi He's group all drew their katana at the same time, unleashing their most powerful killing moves without holding back at all.

Although the ten of them were enduring, and their strongest killing moves were far from one another, their coordination was truly too good. Formlessly, they formed a seemingly random and unfathomable formation, forcefully fusing the ten different types of strongest killing moves together.

The moon hung high in the sky, and under the illumination of Haoyue, on the summit of the two cities, the glint of the blade was as dense as the sea, as if even the air was shattered by the extremely dense blade energy, forming a vacuum that made it hard to breathe.

This ninja art was called the 'Extermination of Gods and Demons', and it was worthy of its name. Under such a terrifying attack, perhaps even the Gods and Demons would be annihilated.

Su Tianqi prided himself on being a god, and the ninja arts that Yi He and the others used together was meant for slaughtering gods. Therefore, all the vital points on Su Tianqi, who was standing in the center of their attacks, were firmly locked onto by the dense blade aura. He was like a butterfly in a storm, and could be torn apart at any time by the merciless wind and rain.