Villain: Capture The Loli Sword Spirit At The Beginning

Chapter 165 Jian Tianming's Shot, An Imminent Crisis

The countless sharp sword intents emanated from the armored patrol team, and their own spirit swords appeared in their hands in an instant, forming a sword formation at an astonishing speed, blocking Han Wen's retreat.

Han Wen snorted coldly. After experiencing so many worlds in the main god space, his character had become arrogant and conceited.

Seeing that his retreat was blocked and unable to leave, he directly faced the patrol team and punched towards them.

"Xuanwu God Seal!"

A blue Xuanwu phantom appeared in mid-air. The huge head of the Xuanwu roared towards the sky, and its tail behind mercilessly swept towards the armored patrol team.

But the patrol team cooperated seamlessly, and the dense sword intents wrapped around the Xuanwu phantom like a large net, then shattered it.

Such strong killing power!

Han Wen was surprised and remembered the hint given to him by the light sphere.

This world had a certain level of danger.

However...

Han Wen wasn't so easily scared.

"Perfect, I'll try out the new method I just acquired on you guys."

First, scales appeared on Han Wen's body, fine and solid. His whole body emitted a faint dragon's might. If a low-level monster appeared in front of Han Wen, its combat power would be greatly reduced.

Then the power of thunder and fire attached to Han Wen's fists. He looked at the patrol team in front of him and fiercely punched.

The power of the Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, and White Tiger had all been used.

The huge fist, enveloped in thunder and fire, raised waves of air that made the clothes of the people around flutter. In an instant, it reached the patrol team.

The armored patrol team really had no way to resist this powerful force. The dazzling sword radiance was destroyed the moment it touched Han Wen's fist, and their heavy armor was shattered by the strong punch. The spirit swords in the hands of the patrol team captain who faced Han Wen's fist were also broken into two by Han Wen.

He quickly flew towards the end of the street, and after smashing through several walls, he tilted his head and fainted, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. The rest of the patrol soldiers were also scattered and heavily injured, fainting in the shops on both sides of the street.

"Not bad."

Han Wen raised his fist in satisfaction. The gazes of the people around him were filled with fear and awe, as well as a hint of mockery.

"Goodbye~"

Han Wen exerted force with one leg, and his wings spread open behind him as he flew towards the sky.

But the next moment, a terrifying sword intent came from nowhere.

Only hearing two "swish" sounds, his wings were cut off by this terrifying sword intent.

"Who?!"

Han Wen endured the pain and looked around, but he couldn't figure out the source of the sword intent.

"Damaging others' spirit swords, destroying years of hard cultivation, a heinous crime that deserves death!"

As the voice fell, the swords of everyone on the street began to vibrate with a "buzz" sound. One after another, they flew into the sky, converging into a giant sword several zhang tall.

"The Sword Emperor of Tianming! It's the Sword Emperor of Tianming!"

"In our Extreme Sword Universe, the first prodigy to practice Sword Art to the tenth level!"

"The invincible Sword Emperor of Tianming, capture this little thief!"

Cheers erupted, and they were so excited that they even jumped up and down.

Whether it was those buying or selling things around, at this moment, they all stood still and looked up at the giant sword in the sky.

This is one of the few opportunities in their lives to have a close encounter, and even comprehend the sword intent of Jian Tianming.

Their destined spirit swords will surely reach a higher level after experiencing Jian Tianming's control.

"Jian Emperor Tianming?"

Han Wen's body was covered in sweat, looking at the giant sword in front of him with fear and seriousness.

The terrifying level of this sword intent exceeded his previous understanding.

He had never seen such a sharp and terrifying sword intent, nor had he ever seen such a shocking and awe-inspiring power.

In Han Wen's eyes, this sharp sword intent was even stronger than the power that the two Holy Realm experts of the Cangfeng Sect could create.

"Hiding your head and revealing your tail, nothing more than a rat!"

"Tsk! Do you think that Jian Emperor Tianming needs to personally deal with you? Let me tell you, this is just a strand of Jian Emperor Tianming's will."

A strand of will?

Han Wen was greatly shocked in his heart. Wasn't this equivalent to a projection of divine consciousness?

Just a strand of will was already so powerful, then how powerful would the actual person be?

At this moment, Han Wen also realized the level of danger in this world.

But deep down, he was secretly cursing this Jian Emperor Tianming.

He had only injured a patrol team under his command, which was of no importance. Was it necessary for him to personally take action?

Boom!

The giant sword mercilessly slashed towards Han Wen. Han Wen felt like he was standing in a raging sea, tiny and could be split in half by this judgment sword that could annihilate everything at any moment.

Han Wen frantically circulated the spiritual energy in his body. Under the terrifying pressure of life and death, the spiritual energy in his body was on the verge of breaking through its limits. However, the giant sword in front of him did not give him the opportunity to break through his limits. It rolled over him like a rolling wheel.

Thick dragon scales covered Han Wen's body, and the pitch-black turtle shell blocked in front of him, but all of this did not stop the giant sword from slashing towards Han Wen.

The turtle shell collided with the giant sword and was almost instantly torn apart and fell to the ground. The thick dragon scales did not provide any excellent defensive effect against this giant sword. Even if Han Wen exerted all his strength to escape, the giant sword still closely followed behind him like a festering sore, finally leaving a grim blood mark on his back.

There was no escape, absolutely no escape!

Jian Tianming's aura firmly locked onto Han Wen. Even if they were separated by countless planets, he could still gather the sword intent of everyone in the city to form a despairing sword intent.

This was the most outstanding genius in the history of the Extreme Sword Universe.

"Could it be that I'm going to die here today..."

Han Wen felt a sense of despair.

He was still young, his promising life had not yet fully begun...

He didn't want to die.

However, the circulation of spiritual energy in Han Wen's body ultimately failed to break through its limits. Instead, it gradually slowed down under the pressure of the giant sword.

His actions of trying to escape became full of loopholes in the eyes of the many sword cultivators below.

But just as the giant sword was about to touch Han Wen once again, the giant sword, formed by countless spirit swords, unexpectedly lost control and flew towards its original owner.

Han Wen also sensed that the aura that had been locked onto him disappeared. After the immense pressure disappeared, he laughed happily.

"My life is not meant to end here. Ha-ha-ha!"

However, soon he noticed that something was wrong around him.

No one was paying attention to him. Instead, they were assuming a fighting stance towards the sky.

The sky above was covered in dark clouds, and even the sunlight was blocked by the dark clouds. The atmosphere of the entire city became frozen.

Something bad was about to happen.