In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

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But now, the number far exceeds two hundred, and they are warriors.

Seeing the tragic deaths of these people, one can imagine that the Japanese samurai code has regressed by far more than just twenty years.

Similarly, as more and more blood was drawn.

Unconsciously, the blade slowly rose from the lava, and the blade itself was either burning red and extremely hot, or it was stained with blood, emitting an eerie red light.

As more and more people died, more and more blades emerged, their crimson light dazzling and awe-inspiring.

The warriors engaged in the battle were completely unaware of this scene.

Or rather, from the moment they entered, they were blinded by greed and the allure of the knife.

All they know now is killing.

hum!

As the blade was fully formed, a blazing red light enveloped the entire cavern.

At the same time, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the volcanic energy drawn by the lava from the branch veins caused this huge volcano, which had been dormant for thousands of years, to erupt simultaneously.

"escape!"

Suddenly, a dark figure swept past the obstacles, grabbed the demonic blade, and escaped directly from the cave.

As the red light disappeared, the remaining powerful figures in the cave recovered and hurriedly chased after the fleeing shadow.

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"The demonic blade is in his hands, don't let him escape!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and the samurai masters who had been lying in wait outside rushed out like cheetahs poised to pounce, blocking the shadowy figure's path.

However, those who can withstand the blood-red light must be at least at the pinnacle of their skill.

With the addition of his peerless treasured sword, a single wave unleashed an incomparably chilling blade aura. The several experts who had charged forward were instantly killed by the powerful and unparalleled crimson blade aura.

At the same time, he continued to fly away; this knife was definitely an ominous object.

Not only is there a volcanic eruption, but the pursuit of numerous samurai also puts them in grave danger.

Zhang Xiaoshan, who had also emerged from the volcano, put Muramasa III down and immediately chased after him.

Why didn't Zhang Xiaoshan just take out his sword? It was to prevent the situation from escalating and causing the warriors to fight each other.

Even after Muramasa III discovered Zhang Xiaoshan's strength and learned of Zhang Xiaoshan's purpose, he was deeply shocked.

The white-clad warrior also discovered this situation.

The sword energy erupted twice. One of the sword energy was awe-inspiring, domineering, and vast, similar to the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique he had encountered in the Central Plains.

The second one was filled with the sharp, bloody aura of a blade; this was the true demonic blade.

Therefore, he concluded that the first one must have been Zhang Xiaoshan's masterpiece.

The purpose was to lure those warriors in for 260, so that they could offer their blood as a sacrifice to their swords.

The more blood is killed, the stronger the demonic nature of the blade becomes.

This is an extremely yin, extremely cold, extremely evil, and extremely powerful knife!

The white-clad warrior did not understand Zhang Xiaoshan's purpose.

He knew that the female warrior beside Zhang Xiaoshan—Yagyu Meiya—was not weak, but very strong.

But a demonic sword is definitely an ominous object.

If it were just forging a fine sword, there would be no need to do this; instead, we created this terrifying weapon.

However, the white-clad samurai still decided to make a move. If the killing continued like this, the entire Japanese samurai code would probably regress by a hundred years and be irreversible.

But just as the white-clad warrior was about to make his move, a figure blocked his path.

"Young Master does not wish for you to take action!"

Liu Sheng Piaoxu looked at the white-clad warrior; the more terrifying the demonic blade, the stronger its power.

As for how to subdue the demonic blade? That's not a problem at all.

"This sword is not something you can wield. The more people it kills, the stronger its demonic nature becomes, and no one can control its demonic nature."

"I know, but you underestimate the young master!"

"This sword, the young master will later remove or suppress its demonic nature; there is no danger of it devouring its master."

Liu Shenghua drew her katana, eager to duel the white-clad swordsman—a desire she had always longed for.

This is a rare opportunity.

"Eliminate demonic nature? Suppress demonic nature?"

The white-robed swordsman looked at Liu Sheng Piaoxu with a serious expression, and the aura that Liu Sheng Piaoxu was slowly rising was in no way weaker than his own at his peak.

It seems that the Central Plains is full of hidden talents; he only saw a small part of them last time.

"please!"

The white-clad swordsman naturally showed sufficient respect to opponents of the same level.

Moreover, such an adversary is hard to find. The other party has always been by Zhang Xiaoshan's side. Although she is called a warrior, she is actually a confidante.

Although he had never seen a bronze-armored warrior, he knew that such a puppet was probably impossible to kill, except by knowing its weaknesses.

Chapter 422 Peak Showdown: The Demon Blade is Finally Forged

choke!

With long swords drawn and figures flashing, the two samurai swords instantly slashed at each other.

With a spark of electricity escaping from the blades, Liu Sheng Piaoxu and the white-clad swordsman simultaneously turned and slashed. Their speed was so fast that dozens of moves had already been exchanged in the blink of an eye.

This caused those experts who were secretly watching the white-clad swordsman to be shaken.

The fleeting, afterimage-filled blade of light was compared by everyone present.

If they were in either of their positions, they would find it difficult to survive three moves against them.

You should know that they were famous samurai in Japan.

Moreover, the two attacked faster and faster, their continuous and incomparably sharp blade energy sending chills down one's spine.

At this moment, the white-clad warrior grew increasingly solemn. He realized that Liu Sheng Piaoxu lacked combat experience, having always been a decorative figure by Zhang Xiaoshan's side and rarely had the opportunity to fight.

There were only a few people he could spar with, and he was extremely familiar with their martial arts.

Unlike him, who slowly rose from an ordinary samurai master to become a sword saint and a god of swordsmanship.

Snow is falling on the earth!

Under the abundant moonlight tonight, amidst the pervasive aura of sword energy, snow falls in June.

The strange phenomenon within ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) even made the white-clad warrior look solemn, as he knew it was a unique technique of the Yagyu family.

But even his ultimate killing move—the God of Slaughter's One-Slash Slash—was not a threat to him.

This time was different. The moonlight was frosty, and a terrifying killing intent descended, causing even him to feel a strange chill.

Undoubtedly, this move is far beyond the scope of the Yagyu family's unique techniques.

The white-clad swordsman sheathed his sword, closed his eyes, and sensed the intense killing intent around him. The terror of this strike lay not in the surrounding chill, but in the ultimate strike it contained.

Hiss! Hiss...

A sharp blade of light came from the full moon, as if in that instant, endless moonlight poured down.

Sonorous!

Iai Slash·Kill God!

A blade of energy powerful enough to kill gods suddenly erupted, like the roaring Mount Fuji at this moment. The magnificent and vast blade light, filled with a destructive aura, met the cold and endless moonlight blade light.

Two invincible blade energies clashed, as two invisible figures passed each other by.

The overwhelming sword energy vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving only two proud figures standing between heaven and earth.

Everyone knew that with this outcome, the battle was already decided!

However, even though their levels of cultivation were too far apart, they couldn't clearly see the exchange that happened in that instant.

Like three moves, five moves, or seven moves...

puff!

The white-clad swordsman coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

Amidst everyone's shock, it was Liu Sheng Piaoxu who slowly turned around and solemnly said:

"Piaoxu lost."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu looked at the white mark on her chest. If it weren't for the protection of the Fire Cloud Armor, she would have died from that single blow.

This is the outcome for the two: the white-clad warrior is severely injured, and she is certain to die!

Fortunately, she was protected by the Fiery Cloud Armor, and even the white-clad warrior's blade could not break through this terrifying defense.

"A loss is a loss, and the armor is also part of one's strength!"

Liu Sheng Piaoxu was a suicide soldier, not a pure warrior like them.

Therefore, armor, hidden weapons, and poisons are all means to an end, solely to achieve one's own goals.

"for you!"

With a flick of his finger, a healing pill shot towards the white-clad warrior.

She admired the white-robed swordsman's way, and the battle just now had given her many insights. Perhaps if she went into seclusion again, her swordsmanship could reach the level of the white-robed swordsman.

Liu Sheng Piaoxu left, while the white-robed swordsman swallowed the pill and closed his eyes to heal his injuries.

The Zhang family's belongings, including the healing pills they carry, are all made from at least thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

As the elixir dissolved in his body, the white-robed swordsman felt a warm current spread throughout his limbs and bones. His meridians, which had been severely damaged by the sword energy, were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

choke!

The blade flashed almost to its limit, and a samurai emerged from the darkness, lying unwillingly on the ground.

The white-clad warrior sheathed his sword and stood motionless.

The effects of the medicine are so subtle that he doesn't need to actively absorb them. Although this would result in a significant loss of the medicine's effects, at least he has the ability to protect himself.

"it's dark!"

Besides the magma glowing from the volcano's summit, the sky gradually darkened.

Lunar eclipse!

The precious sword had just appeared, but the lunar eclipse had been delayed. Now, 'yin energy' enveloped the earth, and the darkest hour had arrived.

Amidst the relentless carnage for the Demon Blade, a crimson light flickered—it was the blade of the peerless Demon Blade.

Under the influence of the lunar eclipse, the blade, having absorbed enough blood, appeared exceptionally alluring.

As the red light intensified, the power of the demonic blade grew even stronger. The warrior wielding the demonic blade suddenly felt a surge of power. His bloodlust vanished, and instead of fleeing, he turned and slashed forward.

The demonic blade was bloodthirsty, and the man's eyes also turned blood red.

The state of perfect harmony between man and sword!

However, it's not the person controlling the knife, but the knife controlling the person.

Zhang Xiaoshan, who was watching this scene from a distance, nodded as he looked at the lunar eclipse in the sky.

almost!

At his feet lay a pile of corpses, the remains of Juexin and a group of warriors who had been watching from the sidelines.

Zhang Xiaoshan then took the opportunity to eliminate all of them.

hum!

A lunar eclipse comes quickly and goes quickly!

In the space filled with murderous intent, and bathed in an eerie, alluring red light, Zhang Xiaoshan slowly walked in.

At this moment, the Demon Blade was officially completed. The terrifying power of this peerless Demon Blade needs no further explanation.