Dragon Tamer-Chapter 917 - 921 Sword Curtain Soul Slayer

Chapter 917: Chapter 921: Sword Curtain Soul Slayer

Chapter 917 -921: Sword Curtain Soul Slayer

As the Yama Dragon battled the Immortal Statistic Beast, Nuwa had already completed the most intricate of seals.

The seals, like blossoms of the sacred tree, floated slowly towards the stormy sky.

“Hummm!!!!!”

Suddenly a sound like that of an ancient bell transmitted, the blossoms burst open, and soon after, a massive Bell Dragon God Pillar descended from the sky like a set of bronze bells, smashing heavily onto the small island.

The moment the Bell Dragon God Pillar touched the island’s surface, it seemed to shatter the area and forcefully plunged everything around it into another profoundly deep realm.

The torrential rain disappeared unexpectedly.

The tumultuous sea transformed into a realm of chaos.

And from the center of that chaos, supported by one after another of the Bell Dragon God Pillars, a primordial battlefield arose, featuring undying boulders, rust-streaked mountains shaped like the ax that split the heavens, and bones of ancient dragons, now fossilized!

The Immortal Statistic Beast had been dragged into this ancient battleground, and Zhu Minglang now stood beneath a Bell Dragon God Pillar as towering as a mountain, his hand reaching back in an empty grip!

“Where is your dragon?” mocked the Immortal Statistic Beast.

A Dragon Shepherd who left his dragon outside and ran into this ancient fighting cage, wasn’t that a death wish?

“On your face, idiot!” Zhu Minglang retorted.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Minglang’s hand mimed an empty grip, as if wielding an air sword, thrusting several miles across to strike at the face of the Immortal Statistic Beast!

The Immortal Statistic Beast paused, baffled, his leopard-like face confused. Yet, the horn on its face suddenly emitted a series of violent vibrations like an alarm. It was only at that moment that the Immortal Statistic Beast saw an intensely crimson spirit sword almost within reach!

“Roar!!!!!!”

The Immortal Statistic Beast couldn’t dodge in time; the thrust pierced a hole through its leopard face, right between its horn and its forehead, blood scattered and streamed down its entire face.

“I will pull out your bones and boil them soft!!!” the Immortal Statistic Beast roared, one hand covering its face while the tails behind it seemed to come to life, transforming into raging demon dragons!!

Five tails lunged forward, and the tips of each tail opened into gaping mouths full of sharp teeth that could easily shred a giant dragon!

“Sword Array!”

Zhu Minglang extended his fingers like a sword and swept forward!

The Sword Spirit Dragon returned to Zhu Minglang’s front, the Sword Soul splitting to either side.

In an instant, a massive array of sword formations lined up, resembling walls of forged swords, majestic and magnificent!

The tails transformed into demon dragons were indeed extremely tough, but compared to Zhu Minglang’s Sword Spirit Dragon, which had absorbed countless ancient sword souls, they were not on the same level!

The bizarre demon dragons couldn’t break through the powerful sword array and could only retreat back behind their master.

“Rise!”

Zhu Minglang gestured, causing all giant sword souls that made up the sword walls to fly upward.

“Ancient weapons!”

With this command, Zhu Minglang summoned ancient weapons he had absorbed from the Xuange Divine Palace, now assimilated into the main body of the Sword Spirit Dragon as sword souls; their blades were jet-black, lacked hilts, and were each as immense as the columns of a palace!

The Sword Soul condensed, and the black Ancient God Soldiers collectively split from the Sword Spirit Dragon’s body and swiftly filled the sky behind Zhu Minglang!

“Sword Curtain Soul Annihilation!”

Under Zhu Minglang’s command, the black Ancient God Soldiers instantly transformed into a pouring rain of stars, countless ancient sword blades swept across, and fiercely crashed into the area where the Immortal Statistic Beast resided.

The Immortal Statistic Beast spun in place, its speed was quite fast, capable of creating over a hundred afterimages when dodging rapidly.

However, the ancient sword blades summoned by Zhu Minglang were too dense, the Immortal Statistic Beast was fast, but not faster than the wanton downpour of the sword curtain.

The ancient battlefield was full of holes, with all black fierce swords scattered everywhere, resembling a battlefield left over from centuries of combat between two Sword Immortals!

The Immortal Statistic Beast was pinned under this sword curtain, its entire body gushing blood, with two of its tails even being severely lacerated by the powerful ancient weapons.

Zhu Minglang was actually using the Divine Weapons stolen from the Xuange God for the first time, and had not expected the power to be this terrifying…

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However, the Sword Spirit Dragon’s cultivation base had already reached the Peak, and together with the Sword Territory it had comprehended recently in the Seven-colored divine soil, the power it exerted was truly incomparable to before.

Now, even without using Sword Awakening, the Sword Spirit Dragon, having just absorbed various ancient famous swords and Ancient God Soldiers from Tianshu, was the most powerful!

In the Xuange Country Capital, Zhu Minglang seldom had the opportunity to use it, after all, he did not want to expose his strength as a Sword Cultivator too early, but in this completely isolated ancient battlefield, Zhu Minglang finally could stretch his limbs.

Speaking of which, it had been a long time since he practiced his swordsmanship, and the Immortal Statistic Beast was just right for practice!

“Kun~~~~~~~”

The Immortal Statistic Beast obviously was not so easy to die.

It still had three intact tails, which, like human hands, were flexible, wrapping around those black Ancient God Weapon spirits and pulling them out one by one from its body.

The Immortal Statistic Beast struggled to its feet, bleeding all over, and at this moment, its already reddish body looked more like a Demon Lord from hell, its gloom and dark tides swept over again like a storm vortex or like a black robe draped over the Immortal Statistic Beast.

It staggered, fully displaying its frenzied state.

It swung its three tails, and the ends of the three tails each grew a green head, extending upwards and spitting out three different-colored ghostly fires at Zhu Minglang!

Zhu Minglang flew on his sword, passing through the cascading waterfall of ghostly fire, and completed several kinds of Flying Sword techniques at the quickest speed!

Thunderbolt!

Flicker!

Merger of man and sword had already become a basic part of the Sword Territory, Zhu Minglang’s figure sometimes was like thunder, other times flickering instantly, and finally, he subdued one of the Immortal Statistic Beast’s odd tails with the Sword Tomb, chopping it off piece by piece!!

The strongest part of the Immortal Statistic Beast were those tails; even its torso seemed like an appendage because each of its five tails had its head, almost like independent lives with the body merely being a vessel for moving these odd tails.

The power shown by its body was not strong, apart from being relatively fast.

So Zhu Minglang’s target was also the creature’s tails, and only by severing each one could he completely kill the Immortal Statistic Beast!

With all three tails chopped off, the Immortal Statistic Beast became even more frenzied, it rushed upwards attempting to fly but did not realize that the ancient battlefield filled with Nuwa Dragon’s heavy gravity made flying and climbing extremely difficult.

It clawed onto the Bell Dragon God Pillar, struggling to climb upwards while its other two tails took the opportunity to stir up, turning its dark tides into a surging dark tidal wave, causing the entire ancient battlefield to shake violently!