King Of Chaos

As the three Masters of Chaos deflected hundreds of sword lights, more came striking.

"Clang!"

The sound of swords being unsheathed rang out in the air. The other fifteen Masters of Chaos unsheathed their weapons and took action. Their footwork was extremely fast as they dodged the attacks of the sword lights, and then attacked.

Their attacks were ruthless and decisive. With each attack, they could always shatter a sword light. However, there were so many sword lights that it was impossible to guard against them.

"Peng!"

The surging aura and Origin Energy were constantly flowing. In an instant, hundreds of sword lights dissipated, but there were still more coming. They were cold and filled with bone-chilling killing intent.

"Pu! Pu! Pu!"

The sword lights flashed quickly. They distorted the space to the extreme. Three of the Masters of Chaos were pierced through by dozens of deadly sword lights. Their vitality dissipated almost immediately, and they fell to the ground. Their powerful protective energy barrier couldn't protect them.

Ling Xiaolong was shocked. He had never expected to see Masters of Chaos dying so easily right in front of him.

Actually, Ling Xiaolong was sure that, had the target of those sword lights been him, even he would have been heavily injured if not dead.

Those sword lights were simply too deadly.

It was clear that the people launching attacks were also Masters of Chaos. Ling Xiaolong just didn't know whether the attackers were his enemies or the enemies of these Masters of Chaos.

Ling Xiaolong at the back relied on his teleportation skill to easily dodge the sword lights.

Seeing the remaining fifteen Masters of Chaos attack, his eyes became extremely cold. These people were demonic cultivators and had committed too many crimes. They deserve to die. If he got the chance, even he would get rid of them.

The rain of sword lights continued to appear, shattering the space and appearing through the gap in the void.

Very soon, three more Masters of Chaos were killed.

Now, only twelve of the fifteen Masters of Chaos were left. The Chaos Beasts pulling the carriage were all killed by the sword lights. Blood gushed out, and no one was lucky enough to survive. The goods on the carriage fell to the ground. They were just some crystals and Celestial Destroyer-ranked Treasures, and not worth so many Masters of Chaos personally escorting them.

The scar-faced man jumped on one of the carriages carrying the 'significant individual', and blocked all the sword lights.

Ling Xiaolong could now tell that this scar-faced man was actually a Level 5 Master of Chaos.

A single wave of attacks had killed six Masters of Chaos, and no one had seen who the enemy was. This was very strange.

"Be careful, the enemy may be hiding in the dark."

"Be careful!"

"Stay alert!"

No one paid any attention to Ling Xiaolong. Whether he lived or died, no one cared. After all, in such a situation, demonic cultivators like them will only care about themselves instead of someone insignificant.

But soon after, another change occurred. The space in the canyon started to distort again. After that, a merciless sword intent appeared. This time, it was several times more powerful than the previous ones.

A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, crushing down on everyone, and causing their hearts to tremble.

Beams of resplendent light appeared in all directions. Each beam of light was a sword that emitted a dazzling brilliance. This time, thousands of sword lights appeared out of thin air. They carried substantial energy as they rushed towards the group of people.

"Not good, this is definitely the Wang Family's Myriad Killing Sword Formation." Seeing the sword lights coming from all directions, the scar-faced man's expression instantly changed. He exclaimed, "The Wang Family has discovered us. We must have a traitor here."

Everyone's gaze turned towards Ling Xiaolong in the distance. Their eyes were cold and ruthless. However, the latter was currently dodging the sword lights by constantly flashing. How could he have the time to pay attention to them?

The sword lights were deadly. If even one of them touched him, it'll at least injure him greatly. He also did not want to leave the battlefield, for he wanted to see these demonic cultivators end.

If sword lights did not kill them, he was planning to ambush them.

That is why he was completely focused on dodging the attack. His body turned into a flash of light as he shuttled through the sword lights at an extremely fast speed.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Countless sword lights brushed past Ling Xiaolong's clothes and rushed forward. Ling Xiaolong was like an agile dancer, performing an agile dance. However, this was the Dance of Death. One wrong step and his life would be lost.

After all, the space where he was continuously dodging the attacks was too small.

"Block these sword lights first. Damn it, they actually set up a Myriad Killing Sword Formation. It seems like they are already prepared." The middle-aged man shouted angrily. His body suddenly exploded with unparalleled energy. With a terrifying might, he pounced forward.

"Boom!"

Many sword lights were shattered and dissipated into energy fragments, but even more sword lights whistled past.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

This time, two more Masters of Chaos died. Facing the numerous sword lights coming from all directions, they had no way to dodge. They could only be pierced by the sword lights.

"Did you people from the Demonic Legion truly think you could massacre three cities in a row and no one would do anything? Today is the day you die. I, Wang Qi, will annihilate you all today and exterminate the Demonic Legion in the future."

A cold and indifferent voice sounded all of a sudden.

Ling Xiaolong subconsciously glanced at the carriage guarded by the scar-faced man. There was no sound, as if the 'significant individual' had already died.

The Myriad Killing Sword Formation was extremely powerful. It was known for its unparalleled offensive power. Once it was used, it would kill almost all the people under its range.

Countless sword lights had appeared, covering the sky and earth. Killing intent filled the air, and sword intent wreaked havoc. The dazzling light directly illuminated all directions, and even space was cracking in several places.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Another few Masters of Chaos couldn't avoid the sword lights and died.

In the midst of the sword lights, they couldn't dodge or escape. They could only wait for death.

As Masters of Chaos, every one of them was capable of dominating a Land. However, they were unable to do much when facing a sword formation. It could be seen that the sword formation set up by the Wang Family was truly formidable. In fact, it must be a Heavenly Mystery-ranked formation just like the Infinity Symbol and Lotus of Chaos.

But if compared with these two treasures of Heavenly Mystery, the sword formation must be of lower grade.

"Mo Hu, Mo Lun..." Sorrowful cries sounded continuously as the Masters of Chaos fell one after another.

The entire sky was filled with sword lights. There was no empty space in tens of thousands of meters of surroundings. This entire area was already surrounded by sword lights. Moreover, each sword light was extremely powerful. It was like an inescapable net that covered all directions.

"Peng!"

Ling Xiaolong's eyes flashed with a green glow and silver light bolts of lightning slowly covered his body. A spear flickering with dozens of bolts of lightning appeared above his head. Ling Xiaolong grabbed the spear.

As silver lightning bolts wreaked havoc like electric snakes, he swung the spear, shattering the sword lights that were aimed at him. He was safe for now, but if this continued, Ling Xiaolong had to use some extreme measures.

"Boom!"

Not afar, the scar-faced man was forced to retreat. Numerous sword lights landed on the carriage. With a loud bang, the carriage collapsed. The 'significant individual' inside didn't make any sound and seemed to have died.

"Damn traitor. It's you. It must be you."

A Master of Chaos turned his head and saw that Ling Xiaolong was still alive. His eyes started spitting fire. He ignored the sword lights and charged towards Ling Xiaolong.

"What do you mean it must be me?" Ling Xiaolong reacted. With a tap of his foot, he turned into a flash of light and appeared to the side. He acted as if he did not teleport but used a movement skill to dodge.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

A series of light sounds were heard. At the position where he was standing previously, at least a dozen sword lights appeared. All of them pierced into the demonic cultivator's body who came to attack Ling Xiaolong.

The demonic cultivator was sent flying by the huge impact of the sword lights and his vitality dissipated.

"It must be you. Who else could it be if not you?"

During this time, another Master of Chaos died. The sky was densely filled with sword lights like a super big net. They couldn't escape and were doomed.

The Myriad Killing Sword Formation was said to be unbreakable. In a short time, twelve Masters of Chaos had died. The remaining six were desperate. They were also ruthless. As they doubted Ling Xiaolong, they rushed towards him, wanting to drag him down with them.